The people in the hall who had been talking with their heads fell silent for a moment, and all eyes were on the round platform standing directly in front of them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was a young man standing on the stage, holding a microphone in one hand, looking around the hall with both eyes, and said slowly: "The competition will start in half an hour, please take the notification card and go here." He stretched out his hand and pointed to the long corridor on his right, and then continued: "Reporters and relatives and friends who are here please go here." He pointed to the long hallway on the left, and when he had finished speaking, he stepped down the round platform.

Two staff members stood in the hallways on either side, dressed in clothes emblazoned with the House of Essati logo, looking sideways at the crowd in the hall.

The hall became more and more noisy because of these words, and then there were moving figures, and everyone returned to each other to enter the playing field.

Yang Anan looked at the crowd of people around her, and held Bei Xiaorou's hand tightly, with a slight nervousness in her eyes, but her mouth was raising her voice to encourage her and let her relax. Pei Minghui on the side also raised his hand and clenched his fists, and kept saying cheers to his sister, but the young handsome face was also full of nervousness.

It's just because both of them know that in the past two games, why did she stop, and she will inevitably have more worries in her heart.

Looking at the two of them who were more nervous than herself, Bei Xiaorou's heart warmed slightly, she held Yang Anan's hand with her backhand, a light smile appeared on her face, but she comforted them softly, telling them not to worry.

Zhuo Yuanhang on one side locked his eyes on her face, pursed his lips lightly, stepped forward, pressed his big hand lightly on her shoulder, and reminded her in a low voice when she raised her eyelashes, "Don't think too much, according to what you did yesterday, there must be no problem, you know?" ”

The smile on the corner of Pei Xiaorou's lips was a little more sincere gratitude, and she pursed her lips and nodded.

The contestants over there entered the venue one after another, Zhuo Yuanhang glanced at the few remaining people in the hall, and slowly withdrew his hand, "Go, we will wait for you in the audience." ”

Bei Xiaorou bit her lip lightly, her eyes swept over the few people who were concerned about her eyes, and there was a slight warmth in her heart, she slowly withdrew the hand she shook with Yang An'an, smiled at them, and then turned around and walked towards the competition channel on the right.

After seeing her figure disappear into the door, the three of them turned around and walked towards the viewing passage on the left, Zhuo Yuanhang's eyes swept slightly, and on the side of the round platform, he saw Shu Manxue who was talking to the young man who had just been notified of the entrance, his face was slightly gloomy, and the light in his eyes was a little cold.

Across the door, the space is filled with a large ceiling that makes the space look very empty, and the bright light shines down, making everything in front of you more and more visible.

The seats were half full, with the front row of reporters with cameras waiting to record the competition, and in front of them was a long row of empty seats with name tags on them, which were the seats of the judges.

In front of the judges' bench is a long staircase, from which you can see the brand-new cluster of equipment, under the illumination of the light, exuding a white light, delicate and neat table in an orderly manner, with a staggered number plate on it, as if there is no rule, but it is the corresponding number of the contestants who broke into the second level of the competition.

Zhuo Yuanhang and the three of them came to the vacant seats in the first few rows, because they came in late, although these positions were in the front, the directions were relatively partial, and they couldn't see the scene on the whole step.

Pei Minghui's eyes looked at the middle of the place that was already full of people, and he was still counting on some more vacant seats to squeeze, but now seeing this scene, he could only withdraw his gaze depressedly, and Yang An'an beside him was also looking around, trying to find a better position.

However, Zhuo Yuanhang's face was not impatient, his eyes swept slightly over the empty seats on the press stand, and then looked at the judges' seats that had not yet entered the seats, pursed his lips slightly, took out his mobile phone, skillfully dialed the phone, said something in a low voice, and hung up the phone.

Not long after, Yuan Zhendong walked out of the corridor on the right, followed by a group of people, his eyes lifted slightly, as if unintentionally looking at the viewing platform, turned his head sideways and whispered something to the staff standing aside, and then continued to walk straight towards the judges' seat.

The viewing platform, which was originally a little noisy, saw the people sitting in the judges' seat one by one, especially the upright figure in the middle, after a moment of silence, the sound of discussion began to gradually come out again.

And the reporters also began to move, but before entering the stadium for interviews, they were told that all interviews must wait until the end of the game, even if their hearts were agitated, they could only hold back.

No one noticed, the staff member quietly walked to Zhuo Yuanhang's side and looked down at him, but his voice was neither light nor heavy, just so that the three of them could hear it, "Hello, Mr. Yuan asked me to invite the three of you to sit in the press gallery, please here." ”

As he spoke, he bowed down and made a gesture of please.

The corners of Zhuo Yuanhang's lips hooked slightly, and he got up and walked forward with satisfaction, while Yang Anan and Pei Minghui, who had originally paid attention to the judges, looked sideways when they heard this, and then their faces were full of joy, nodded busily, stood up and followed.

As soon as the three of them sat down in the press box, a person sat next to Zhuo Yuanhang, he looked sideways, and saw Chu Yao's delicate face, slightly raised eyebrows, and quietly met her scrutinizing eyes.

Chu Yao's bright eyes stared at Zhuo Yuanhang tightly, the expression on her face seemed to be distressed and unwilling, and after a while, she gritted her teeth and asked with serious eyes: "Do you really like Bei Xiaorou too?" ”

As he spoke, his eyes looked at him without blinking, not letting go of any expression on his face.

Zhuo Yuanhang's eyebrows moved slightly, mentioning the little woman, the light under his eyes couldn't help but soften, his eyes were as bright as stars, and a gentle smile appeared on the corners of his lips, which made his already handsome face more and more dizzy and charming.

He didn't reply, but this change in expression, gentle and full of affection, made it easy for people to get a glimpse of his deep emotions.

Chu Yao's eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, and Shui Ling's eyes were full of trouble. Although she still has some hatred for Bei Xiaorou, her brother's feelings for that woman seem to be very deep, who would have expected that there is another man here who is looking at him, and this person is her boyfriend's friend for many years.

This situation made her not know what to do for a while.

Just when she was troubled, a person walked out of the stage, it was the young man who had announced the entrance of the hall before, he held the microphone in his hand, did not say much nonsense, but directly announced the start of the game, and the originally somewhat noisy scene suddenly quieted down.

As his words fell, a long line of people walked out of the corridor on the right, all wearing white coats and hats, and the logo of the Aishadi Academy, and under the gaze of everyone on the viewing platform, they walked up the steps in an orderly manner, and stopped one after another in front of the number plate they had received from the beginning of the race.

Zhuo Yuanhang's gaze penetrated the crowd and landed on Bei Xiaorou on the right side of the production table in the last row. Unlike the others who looked directly at the judges' seat, she lowered her head, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her little face was lowered so that people couldn't see her expression clearly.