Chapter 70: Not Only the Winner Has a Name
Feeling the enthusiasm of the leaders and netizens, the staff felt a lot of pressure.
- "Good afternoon, judges/teachers, students. After fierce competition, there are now 30 outstanding players who stand out from the encirclement for the final battle. Please cheer up all the players. β
Finally it was time to play, Zheng Mo adjusted his state, heard the warm applause, and followed the team to the stage.
The lights are hotter.
It's just that after such a slip of the line, Zheng Mo is very prominent in the crowd, not only has a certain advantage in height, but this body skeleton is beyond the reach of others, let alone his face. Anyone can take a fancy to him at a glance.
Naturally, the live broadcast room also exploded.
Isn't this Zheng Mo who disappeared for more than a month, left a bunch of deeds, and then left the scene in style?
Isn't this me!
Of course, there are some people who have stayed in the live broadcast room for a long time, and they typed two words contemptuously: naΓ―ve.
The final competition is based on the written test. In order for the contestants to be able to give full play to their strengths, they can hand in the paper after completing the questions, and finally determine the results together according to the accuracy and speed.
After the host finished explaining the rules of the game, Zheng Mo slowly began to close his eyes and enter the play.
When I opened it again, it was obvious that I had become a different person in my gestures.
"One thing to say, Mr. Zheng's skill is a bit buggy. Li Xi couldn't help but sigh.
"He just needs a rational mindset. Jiang Chuanming explained, "There is no experience that can be gained by imitating a person, it is only the imitator himself." β
At first, Li Xi didn't really understand it, until he saw Zheng Mo's eyes flash when he saw the question.
Zheng Mo was a little speechless, is the question of this final competition too aimed at him? Do you want to have such a large amount of calculation for each question?
In addition, the difficulty of thinking in the mountain itself has also risen sharply, and the speed of the contestants present is obviously not as good as before.
Even many of the contestants began to meditate.
In a sense, Zheng Mo's progress is still very fast, at least he is stuck in the calculations behind.
The number of people in the online live broadcast room also began to slowly decline due to the long time spent doing questions.
"To be honest, if it weren't for the handsome guys, I would have slept eight times. β
"So is B2 Zheng Mo or not?
"What the hell is the competition system? and you don't play the rankings, why don't you mark your name if you just compete in a competition?"
"Sisters, I'll sleep first, and call me when I'm done. β
"I don't know what the devil is in the third question, I don't even understand the question. β
Because the waiting time was too boring, not only the online friends began to get impatient, but even the audience was a little unable to stand up.
Finally.
- "The C4 contestant has handed in the paper, and the time is 54 minutes and 6 seconds. β
The crowd was excited.
Seeing that Zheng Mo was still concentrating on his test questions on the stage, he didn't seem to receive any interruptions.
- "The A1 contestant has handed in the paper, and the time is 62 minutes and 51 seconds. β
- "The B5 contestant has handed in the paper, and the time is 68 minutes and 27 seconds. β
... ...
More than half of the players on the field have already handed in their papers, and everyone is a little anxious.
Why, even Teacher Zhan doesn't work.
Zheng Mo's demeanor began to show a hint of doubt. The results of these two checks are not the same?
He began to rub his eyebrows. Although he had strengthened his computing power, he was still a little weak in such a lengthy calculation.
In the end, Zheng Mo still handed in the paper.
- "The B2 contestant has handed in the paper, and the time is 103 minutes and 34 seconds. After all the contestants have finished answering, please ask the verifier to mark the papers on the spot. β
There was an uproar at the scene.
Marking papers on the spot!
Zheng Mo was withdrawn from the state of acting from the moment he handed in the papers, but suddenly came out like this, and the contestants had to stand in place and wait for the results, oh my God, this is too punishing.
He couldn't imagine what the teachers would look like when they saw his paper-covered drafts and turned out to be full of strange answers.
Zheng Mo regretted it a little, he knew that he would play it for a longer time. Anyway, Zhan Muqing definitely didn't think there was any problem.
"??? this B2 is handsome, it's just a little fine. β
"If this wasn't Zheng Mo, I'd upside down. β
"How do you explain that all of us just now feel that B2 is not like Zheng Mo?"
"I have a bold speculation... He's acting?"
"I don't believe it, this kind of competition can be played by acting? Why don't you say that if you play a horse, you will become the richest man?"
- "The results have been counted. Next, Professor Huang Zhiguang of the Capital Institute of Physics will be invited to briefly explain the topic and announce the list of finalists. β
Zhan Muqing's figure froze, and then everyone applauded.
An old man with gray hair stood up from the judges' seat, walked up to the stage with a kind face and high spirits, and waved to the contestants.
"I am very happy to see so many children paying so much attention to physics, and I hope that more people will join in and explore the infinite meanings of this great world together. Now, I would like to announce that the finalists are...," Professor Huang Zhiguang read the number plates and names of each finalist.
However, until the topic was explained, there was no mention of the B2 players.
The result was obvious, Zheng Mo did not make it to the final.
Not to mention that Li Xi and his party were lost, even the barrage in the live broadcast room kept asking.
What about B2? Is it true that people who didn't make it to the finals don't even deserve their names?
"This is the general idea of the selection questions this time, and I hope that students will also explore more in ordinary times. Speaking of which, I think I still need to praise a contestant who unfortunately didn't make it to the finals, but he has the right idea for every question, and it's even novel and unique. β
- "Teacher, you can name which contestant it is and let him know that you are encouraging him." β
The host answered very skillfully.
"Well, the player I want to praise is the B2 player, Zheng Mo. Huang Zhiguang nodded.
The camera cut to Zheng Mo, and he was flattered.
The huge face-slapping shot set off a wave in the live broadcast room.
"Although I came to watch the game, I was still handsome by this buddy. β
"Damn! Is it really Zheng Mo! Not Zheng Mo with the same name and surname?! My eight-year-old fan still can't believe it"
"So our brother is not only good at acting, but also has a smart head!"
"Please pay attention to etiquette, don't black~ Please go back to the community to brush the screen, thank you sisters for your cooperation~"
Although Xiaoli, who is far away in A University, is also very excited, her mind is still quite clear, and she is crazy to shuttle back and forth between the live broadcast room and the fan base, grasping the rhythm.
"Momo, you're finally angry!" Xiaoli shouted in her heart, shedding tears from her old mother.
The competition at the scene is over, but the contestants and judges have not dispersed.
Zheng Mo adheres to the principle that old-timers should greet him, especially his own old-timers, and he specially found Professor Huang Zhiguang to thank him.
The professor was more approachable than on the stage, and said with a smile: "Don't use the words of thanks, you did a good job, but you did a bad calculation." β
Zheng Mo scratched his head.
"But when I saw you on stage, I really thought of one of my students. And hey, you're all just as handsome!" The professor laughed twice, then shook his head with a sigh, "It's a pity that he doesn't do research anymore... It's a pity. β
"He probably met something he wanted to do more. β
The professor shook his head again, "If he's still around, I'll let him meet you." β