The full-level boss became popular after dressing as a fake young master

second round

My workload is bigger than the original one, remember to pay me overtime

"Why did he suddenly..." Ye Peihang racked his brains and couldn't find an adjective.

He is busy with work, and there is a big age gap with Ye Zhiqiu, and he doesn't have much contact with him. All he knows is that he is usually a fool, ignorant of learning and skills, and he likes to skip classes.

"A person, if his grades are poor, is it possible to calculate quickly?" Ye Peihang asked.

The producer looked at his expression and said, "Mr. Ye, some people are smart, but they were ignorant when they were young and couldn't concentrate on studying, so their grades were poor. But as long as they are willing to learn, they can still make up for the gap."

The producer explained: "Speed ​​calculations have skills. People who are sensitive to numbers can greatly increase their speed after professional training."

Ye Peihang was silent.

He has never liked Ye Zhiqiu very much. To be precise, he hates all children, but he especially hates Ye Zhiqiu among the children. After all, other children only meet occasionally, but Ye Zhiqiu has to look down and see him.

Ye Zhiqiu was not very smart since he was a child, he stumbled when he spoke, he didn't like to talk to people, and occasionally said a few words that were stupid, and it was too hard to communicate with him.

When he learned that he was not his own brother, Ye Peihang actually had a premonition in his heart.Such a stupid person, not only is not stupid, but also wants to waste time, how could he be brothers with him.

Qiao Chuming was different. He was no longer a child when he came home, and Ye Peihang didn’t dislike him. He had a normal IQ and good communication skills. Something heartwarming.

Ye Peihang rubbed his face with his hands. Ye Zhiqiu was socially afraid, and he usually hated going out, so he was bored in the room doing his own thing, and asked him what he was doing, but he didn't say anything. Ye Peihang thought he was playing games and watching anime, but it turned out that he was What are you doing?

Ye Peihang turned his gaze, Qiao Chuming was still competing with Zhao Yan for the first place, and he didn't know what happened here.

It's just that Zhao Yan calculated carefully, while Qiao Chuming put a teleprompter in front of him and read the answer directly, which looked very funny.

Zhao Yan had a stinking face, and he and Qiao Chuming used the teleprompter more than a dozen times before Qiao Chuming pretended to be invincible and admitted defeat.

The barrage praised Qiao Chuming. After all, it is well known that Zhao Yan is good. Winning is no big deal. Losing is big news. Qiao Chuming and Zhao Yan have been able to fight so many rounds back and forth It's really admirable.

"Qiao Chuming is so good, these questions can be calculated in seconds!"

"No wonder he is going to the Great God, it's true, the Great God is here."

"With this level, what kind of art college do you go to? Wouldn't he be good if he got 985?"

"First of all, the art college is also very difficult to take. Tens of thousands of people apply for the exam, but only dozens of people are recruited every year. Secondly, can a movie earn millions after graduating from 985?"

"What's wrong with Zhao Yan today? He was in a bad mood when he played against Qiao Chuming?"

"I also want to ask..."

When everyone went to the second round to meet, Zhao Yan, who had returned from the competition, walked straight towards Ye Zhiqiu and passed Ye Zhiqiu. : "Ms. Ye, what is 142567×66543÷88907×23654÷15273×666555÷999213×254376÷30423?"

The camera was some distance away from them, so the sound should not be recorded, and Zhao Yan had to think about the questions for a long time. Ye Zhiqiu heard him finish the last number, and said casually: "921759.630 retains three decimal places."

Zhao Yan nodded at him and left.

A staff member sneakily said to Ye Zhiqiu: "Mr. Ye, Mr. Zhao did the final question between Mr. Zhao and Mr. Qiao, but Mr. Qiao didn't."

Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback: "Thank you."

Everyone at the scene just thought it was a small episode, no one cared, and went to the venue of the second round of competition one after another.However, the barrage of the program group exploded.

"Did you hear that? Zhao Yan asked Ye Zhiqiu the last question, and Ye Zhiqiu answered it in seconds!"

"I heard it, I heard it, and I saw Zhao Yan nodding at him!"

"It's okay for Zhao Yan to ask him why, do you think Ye Zhiqiu can answer it?"

"He got the answer! I'm so quick, the calculator flew up, it's right!"

"Cattle fork!"

"By the way, did Ye Zhiqiu make a mistake in calculating the question that Ye Zhiqiu was eliminated from?"

"That question is quite difficult, and he miscalculated the decimal point, which is normal."

"But he does calculations super fast in the live broadcast room."

"The questions in the live broadcast room are not as difficult as the ones during the elimination. The elimination questions are multiplication and division of eight numbers."

"But Zhao Yan asked Ye Zhiqiu the last question, and he got it right. Will the elimination question be wrong?"

"I think the more difficult questions can be counted correctly, but it doesn't mean that the slightly easier questions are wrong. It may be carelessness, let alone only one decimal point."

"Too."

Zhao Yan slowly walked behind the crowd, whistled to the camera in his live broadcast room, and was in a good mood.

False in front of Lao Tzu.

Ha ha.

"Zhao Yan is so happy."

"I've been a fan for many years, and he usually acts like this."

"I think he asked on purpose. Before asking Ye Zhiqiu, he took off the headset in front of him, just to tell Ye Zhiqiu that it can't be recorded here. Actually, it can."

"I also."

"Then the question is, why did he do this?"

"I don't understand. Do you think it's a pity that Ye Zhiqiu lost?"

After a while, amidst the screen full of incomprehension, someone posted a message: "Perhaps, you have heard of the word script?"

"Taiwan?"

"I went back and saw that when Ye Zhiqiu was eliminated, his acting skills were not very good... Does anyone understand me with that reluctant expression?"

"I understand, I feel it too. That 1 minute was very unnatural, very artificial..."

"Is there a possibility that the script will let him lose at that time?"

"+1"

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The second round is a heads-up competition. Each group has one person, watch the video, and reproduce the dance moves in the video.The winning team of the previous level decides its own players, and the losing team of the previous level can only be designated by the winning team.

The Zhao Yan team decided to play the strongest Zhao Yan.

Qiao Chuming asked: "Mr. Zhao, which teacher from our team do you want to choose?"

According to the script, Zhao Yan should choose Qiao Chuming. Half of the camera recorded Zhao Yan, and half of the camera was aimed at Qiao Chuming. Qiao Chuming's feet had already been stretched out halfway. When Zhao Yan opened his mouth, he would be able to stand in the center of the camera, Luoluo Played generously for the group and showed off his excellent memory.

Zhao Yan was expressionless: "Ms. Ye."

Qiao Chuming's outstretched leg was stiff.

The director team couldn't sit still anymore, Zhao Yan and Ye Zhiqiu went to the duel, so can the script still be read?

The screenwriter is well versed in the hearts of the audience. In the script of the true and false young masters, the most exciting point is that the former false young master bullies the real young master with his family background. Yes, a second slap in the face.

What their program has to do is to prove the real young master's strength and dance on the audience's cool spot.

In the end, Zhao Yanlin made such a move for them.

The fake young master met their strongest resident guest, why did the real young master go and sit on the bench?

Most of the audience who come here stand for the real young master with good character, good acting skills, and good image. Substitute the real young master, can't you be aggrieved to see this?

In the staff area, the director gave Zhao Yan so much winks that he almost became a moth, but Zhao Yan didn't give him a look back.

The camera froze in place and hadn't turned to Ye Zhiqiu's side. The director team rushed over and pulled Ye Zhiqiu to make small talk: "Mr. Ye, don't forget the script."

You are going to be overwhelmed by the real young master, how can you turn it around?

Ye Zhiqiu understood: "Indeed, my workload is heavier than the original one. Remember to pay me overtime pay. For the sake of the previous cooperation, there is no need for double salary. Just pay me a single salary for the duration."

Qiao Chuming coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Zhao, I've always wanted to cooperate with you. Can we play in the ring this time?"

Zhao Yan glanced at him: "Didn't you fight just now?"

Qiao Chuming: The director team signaled to the host, and the host Yan Xiaoyan appeared on stage, announcing that it was time for commercials.Live broadcasts are prone to accidents, so the advertising time has been deliberately adjusted, and there is no rule to follow. Today, an advertisement is placed every half an hour, and next week, there will be three rounds of advertisements in a row.

The barrage audience has long been subtly influenced by the perception that advertisements are released at will.

All the cameras were turned off, and the director suppressed his anger: "Zhao Yan, what are you doing?"

Zhao Yan casually found a swivel chair and crossed Erlang's legs: "Nothing, I just don't want to compare with him."

The director's breath was stuck in his chest, and he couldn't get up or down. Zhao Yan was the boss of the prickly heads in the entertainment industry, and he played the role of the wealthy dude and the arrogant.

"Come on, tell me, the second round of the script is abolished, what shall we do next?"

Zhao Yan said foolishly: "Let Ye Zhiqiu come on. Isn't your purpose to let Qiao Chuming overwhelm him, make him make a fool of himself in the second round, wouldn't the effect be the same as a sand sculpture?"

The producer wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and kept explaining to Ye Peihang, who sat beside him silently and suppressed his aura: "Mr. Ye, forgive me, but we didn't mean to neglect Mr. Qiao. In the script, it was indeed Zhao Yan's fight against Qiao. teacher."

The producer patted his thigh angrily: "Zhao Yan's temper is like this, and he can't control it."

"Is there a nickname in the script?"

"Yes." The producer tried his best to clarify for himself. Everyone knew that the Ye family kicked Ye Zhiqiu out and announced that Ye Zhiqiu had nothing to do with their family. At this time, the program team praised Ye Zhiqiu and let Qiao Chuming sit on the bench. Didn't he just slap the Ye family in the face?

"Mr. Ye, our script is very complete. In the first round, Zhao Yan and Teacher Qiao entered the final round, and Zhao Yan won. In the second round, Zhao Yan played against Teacher Qiao, and Teacher Qiao won. In the third round..."

Before the producer could finish speaking, Ye Peihang asked: "How can you guarantee that Zhao Yan and Xiaoming will enter the finals in the first round? If Qiu," Ye Peihang changed his words, "Ye Zhiqiu did nothing wrong?"

"No," the producer said inexplicably, "We had already communicated before Teacher Ye came, and the script was clearly written. He will lose to Teacher Qiao in the first round."

The author says:

Ye Zhiqiu: Migrant workers are the soul of migrant workers. Migrant workers never work for nothing.

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