I teach history in the future

"Welcome everyone to the site of the No.20 20rd 'Almighty Knowledge King' competition!" The host took the lead in applauding after speaking, and the audience also cooperated very much.After about three seconds, the host saw that it was almost done, so he made a "pause" gesture to signal the audience. After the applause gradually thinned out and finally disappeared, he continued, "Next, let's invite the [-] contestants to participate in this contest." A competing team is on the field."

After the words fell, 20 teams entered the field one after another, and one team after another stood in the middle of the field.

"Let me introduce these 20 teams to you one by one. Please watch the big screen. The first team..."

The host was enthusiastically introducing the 20 teams to the audience. Song Cheng and Wang Yu's ears were poured into Song Cheng and Wang Yu's ears at the same time as the host's voice was Jiang Yiming's non-stop chatter from the beginning to now.

"Wow, this is the first time for me to participate in this kind of competition, and the personal experience is really different than what I saw online. It really feels like seeing all the mountains and small things at a glance."

"I'm most surprised that you know 'Lan Zhongshanxiao'." Wang Yu glanced at Jiang Yiming.

Jiang Yiming felt that his dignity was being challenged, "I am also a high-achieving student!"

"I didn't say you weren't."

Song Cheng looked at the two who started to play tricks again, shook his head helplessly, and smiled.Then he reminded: "Listen carefully."

Jiang Yiming said indifferently: "Isn't this kind of thing old-fashioned? I've seen it when I watched the live broadcast before."

"Don't talk too much." It's really easy to be slapped in the face. Now I feel like I'm full of flags, and Song Cheng has a hint of ominous premonition.

Sure enough, people are floating in the rivers and lakes, and they are beaten in the face every day.The host slapped Jiang Yiming's face in the next second.

I only heard the host talking about the new regulations of the "Almighty Knowledge King" contest in a leisurely manner.

"This competition will take a different approach from the past. This competition will be completely closed, and the contestants need to live in a place arranged by the organizing committee during the competition, so as to avoid some unnecessary accidents."

what? !

As soon as the news came out, the faces of the contestants present all changed, while the audience outside the field were whispering non-stop.

"..." Fully closed? what?

In the eyes of Jiang Yiming and Wang Yu, it could be seen that Song Chengzheng's face was turning gray little by little.

This news has no effect on Jiang Yiming or Wang Yu.However, the impact on Song Cheng would be great.

The agreement with the boss to go to work during the day and compete in the afternoon fell through, and the live broadcast at night could not be helped.

A major blow, Song Cheng had a headache.

"How is it?" Wang Yu was also well aware of Song Cheng's situation.

"The boss is okay, I don't know about the live broadcast." Song Cheng thought for a while and said, "It's okay, I'll contact the other side to ask for leave first, if it's okay, it's fine, if not, don't worry. Since I promised you , I will continue to participate." He directly stated what Wang Yu was worried about.

Wang Yu no longer hypocritically said "no worries", even the best friends would have such worries, not to mention that they formed a team at the beginning just to gather the number of people to participate in the competition.

......

After the opening ceremony, the organizer gave the contestants time to go back and pack their things, and they gathered here at [-]:[-] p.m.This period of time was just for Song Cheng to solve the problem.

Song Cheng quickly called Wu Chenglong.

Wu Chenglong was waiting for Song Cheng to contact him. "King of Almighty Knowledge" could be regarded as the last competition that everyone paid attention to. Naturally, Wu Chenglong would not lose his attention. He happened to see Song Cheng when he was watching the live broadcast today.

"Mr. Wu, I have something to do in a few days, and I can't broadcast live at night. Can I ask for leave in this situation?"

As soon as Song Cheng opened his mouth, Wu Chenglong agreed without saying a word.

All businessmen have the idea of ​​making money in their hearts, and Wu Chenglong is no exception as a businessman.What he thought was that if Song Cheng became famous, he would make a lot of money, and even if Song Cheng was dismissed in the first round, he would not have any loss.After all, he didn't lose money, so why didn't he agree?

It was easy to get Wu Chenglong's consent, Song Cheng was still a little confused after hanging up the phone.

After Song Cheng notified Wang Yu and the others of the news, he began to react and understood Wu Chenglong's thoughts a little bit.

Before going home, Song Cheng went to the Fengxing Building, posted the news that the live broadcast will not be broadcasted for the past few days on the name of the live broadcast room and the announcement of the live broadcast room, and then returned home.

Song Cheng didn't have anything to tidy up, just a few clothes and daily necessities, that's about it.

Before he left, he stopped in the porch for a while, and after thinking about it, he left a note for Su Song, telling Su Song not to make breakfast. Song eats, thanks for his breakfast.

After writing the note, Song Cheng pressed a corner of the note with a bowl, and left satisfied.

The organizer was so proud that they directly booked the entire hotel for the contestants to live in. Changing Song Chengna was simply overthinking.

Song Cheng was allocated a single room, and Song Cheng was relieved not to live with others.It's not that he can't live with others, it's just that one person is always more comfortable than two people.

Next door to Song Cheng were Jiang Yiming and Wang Yu, and there was a door connecting the two rooms, which was convenient.

Song Cheng took out the things one by one, put them on one by one, finally took a comfortable shower, lay down on the bed and played with his personal games.

"Master, you have a new message."

A message suddenly popped up on the interface of the game being played.

Song Cheng looked at the sender and found that it was not an advertisement, so he clicked on it.

【FROM Su Song: Mr. Song, I'm doing it】

"Ah?" Song Cheng was confused.

What are you doing?

Su Song on the other side wished the world would disappear.

If Song Cheng was here, he could clearly see that Su Song's whole body turned into a cooked shrimp in an instant, and the pink color spread from the roots behind the ears, slowly covering the whole face, neck, still not lingering. Stop and spread downward.

When Su Song went home and saw the note Song Cheng left, he couldn't help but want to contact Song Cheng.He was a little timid in the video and didn't dare.On the phone, he was afraid that his voice would be exposed too much.In the end, I could only choose to send a message, but I didn’t know what message to send, and I was tangled up and down. I typed and deleted the message, deleted it and typed it, deleted it, deleted it, and finally wanted to ask, "What are you doing?" But because of nervousness ( crossed out) shaking hands?Missed a word.

【FROM Su Song: What are you doing? 】

Su Song forcibly pretended not to know the news from the previous day, deleted the news from his personal side, and sent another one.

However, there is nothing on his side, and Song Cheng still has a "crime record" on his side.

Oh, that's what it means.Song Cheng felt embarrassed about his ungrateful thoughts.

【TO Song Cheng: I'm playing a game. 】

[FROM Su Song: Interstellar Onmyoji? 】

[TO Song Cheng: Yes. 】

【FROM Su Song: Last time you said you wanted to teach me, when will you be free? 】

Song Cheng tried his best to search his brain, but he still couldn't remember when he promised Su Song.Forget it, it's more fun to play games with one more friend than alone.

【TO Song Cheng: Alright.When I finish my work and go back, don't I still owe you a meal? 】

[FROM Su Song: Well, I'll wait for you. 】

At night, Song Cheng had a dream.

He seemed very happy in the dream, but he didn't remember anything when he woke up.

"I'll wait for you to come back!"

He only remembered this sound, the sound he yelled at a person, but he couldn't remember who that person was.

The author has something to say:

Don't make the foreshadowing too obvious, you can definitely see so many foreshadowing~

I can't wait to code the relationship line. Before that, there is a competition that I really dug myself.

The plot of the contest that will officially start tomorrow is definitely not a joke~ Chirp Mi~