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Someone upstairs suddenly sneezed and rubbed his nose.

Sitting opposite him was a handsome man with a touch of exotic style. He said in somewhat broken Chinese: "The weather in your imperial capital is still relatively cold these days. Mr. Gu, please pay more attention to your health."

Gu Qingfang's face was calm and his tone was neither cold nor hot, "Thank you for your concern, but Mr. President reminded me that it's getting late and I should pick up my fiancé."

He smiled politely and left.

Outside, the sun is still hanging in the sky dutifully, shining warmly on the body. What does it mean to tell lies with your eyes open?

James, the president of country M, finally saw this. He looked at Gu Qingfang's leaving figure, grabbed the cup on the table and threw it to the ground.

Even the son of a mere rich man dared to challenge him.

"...President..." The subordinates behind him looked at him worriedly, with hesitant words on their faces.

James put away the angry expression on his face, closed his eyes, and turned into a gentle and noble look in an instant, "I have my own rules, John, just do your own thing."

John paused and nodded, "Yes."

The screams on the first floor of the General Assembly Hall remained high.

At this time, the fourth answer has been correct. So far, only Sang Si has got all the correct answers.

Yan Sheng was so nervous that he didn't know when he held Zheng Shijie's hands. The two of them stared at the big screen intently.

I didn't dare to blink for fear of missing the answer.

"The last answer is now announced. Please look at the big screen." The host said in a high voice: "The correct answer is-two thousand eight hundred and thirty."

The host's voice fell, and the numbers on the big screen finally refreshed.

"Congratulations to our country's player Sang Si for passing the competition with perfect scores. This is the first perfect score in this round. Please applaud our Sang Si. Let us also congratulate Country Z and Country D for successfully entering the third round."

The host was completely excited and started to speak incoherently.

The big screen also refreshed the scores and times of each country in the second round of rematches.

Country Z: Total points: 12, time: 42 minutes and 52 seconds.

Country D: Total points: 10, time: 53 minutes and 40 seconds.

Country Y: Total points: 9, time: 58 minutes and 36 seconds.

Country F: Total points: 8, time: one hour, six minutes and twenty seconds.

Country R: Total points: 6, time taken: one hour, thirteen minutes and fifteen seconds.

The player from country Y pursed his lips in disappointment.

Les clenched his fingers into fists, just a little, just a little.

Why, the whole world is preventing him from getting close to Brother Zimo.

He just wants to get closer, so what's wrong with him.

"Ahhhh!"

The moment the rankings came out, the whole audience screamed.

[Shit, our country won, ah ah, Si Bao is the best, we are really proud of you. 】

Several audience members could not hold back tears.

[No, I don’t understand. Given Si Bao’s strength, he must be an official player anyway. Why did Team Zhao put him as a substitute player? 】

【……ah! I understand, this is a bug, substitute players can rotate for multiple games, but regular team members only have one chance. 】

[Team Zhao has put Wang Zha in the most critical position. He is awesome. He is really awesome. 】

[Don’t be too happy too early. Since we can discover this bug, other countries may not discover it. 】

[Hahaha, those people just now, did you see it? Open your dog eyes and take a good look. This is our young master, our Si Bao. Speaking of which, you should feel honored for this. After all, this is our Si Bao. Bao showed his strength publicly for the first time. 】

After the answers were announced, there was a twenty-minute intermission and the third round began.

Yan Sheng hugged Zheng Shijie excitedly, almost spinning around in circles in front of all the people.

Fortunately, the two of them still knew a little bit of propriety and did not do anything rude in public.

But when Sang Si came down from the stage and stood in front of the two of them, they were still unbearably excited, not just them, but the other contestants as well.

Even if they didn't play, they would still be honored.

Zhao Weiming, a grown man, couldn't help but blush at this moment, "Thank you, thank you for your hard work."

Sang Si smiled, "This is only the second round. It won't be too late to thank me again after you win the championship."

If others heard what he said, they would definitely think he was arrogant.

But the players from country Z who had contact with him knew that the man in front of him did have this ability.

After all, Yan Sheng couldn't help but hugged Sang Si excitedly, "Sang Shen, you are so awesome, you make me so handsome. From today on, you are my favorite idol."

Sang Si patted him a little uncomfortable, "Why don't you consider letting me go first?"

"Ah, I don't." Yan Sheng tightened his hold on Sang Si and said with practical actions: "I want to get the power of the great god."

"Let him go."

A cold voice came, and Yan Sheng subconsciously refused, "No."

He saw Zheng Shijie's eyes twitching, but before he could react, he asked in confusion: "Shijie, what are you doing? Are your eyes uncomfortable?"

Zheng Shijie helplessly held his forehead. He had already reminded him, but this friend's emotional intelligence was too low, and there was nothing he could do.

Just wish yourself well. He gave Yan Sheng a look of sympathy and he calmly sat down on the chair.

Yan Sheng was still a little confused when he heard the voice speak again: "I asked you to let him go, can't you hear me?"

Hey, this voice?

It seems that he has never heard of it. Yan Sheng finally realized that something was wrong.

He turned his head, and saw a handsome man with handsome features staring at him with unkind eyes. More importantly, this man looked familiar.

Yan Sheng tilted his head and thought. He was so immersed in his own thoughts that he forgot that his hand was still holding Sang Si's arm.

Sang Si, who had been with him for a few days, knew that he had entered his own world of thinking.

At this time, when he thinks clearly, he will naturally wake up.

Sang Si pushed him to the chair, looked at Gu Qingfang, who had a gloomy face, and smiled softly: "Why are you here?"

"Humph."

With a cold snort, Gu Qingfang said angrily: "If I don't come, can I see this scene?"

"They are just too excited." Sang Si spread his hands.

There was not much time, the third round of competition was about to start, and Gu Qingfang didn't want to disturb the little guy's rest time.

He changed places with a player, sat next to Sang Si, and said softly: "Are you tired?"

"I'm not tired." Sang Si put his hand on his stomach, "I'm a little hungry, and a little thirsty."

At noon, I was stuck with the guys from country R and didn't even have a few bites of lunch.

"Then just wait a moment, and your fiancé will be at your service right away." Gu Qingfang made a mysterious phone call.