You ...... "Do you really not know or do you pretend not to know?"

Sidrani had the urge to strangle Zhang Lang, well, although Sidrani had to admit that Zhang Lang's smile was still quite good-looking.

No matter who it is, as long as you smile sincerely, of course it is not good-looking.

What's more, as far as Zhang Lang is concerned, his appearance conditions are not very bad.

"Don't worry, don't you think it's interesting where we're sitting now?" Zhang Lang winked at Sidrani and said.

"Huh? We do the location...... Interesting? Sidrani didn't understand what Zhang Lang meant at all.

"Sidrani, how big is the table we're sitting at right now?" Zhang Lang asked.

"Well, about twenty-five square meters." Sidrani estimated that as a medical worker, he is quite sensitive and sensitive to the size of objects.

"Huh? Twenty-five square meters? I thought it was only twenty, but it turned out that there was still a difference of five square meters...... "Zhang Lang Momo nose, and suddenly found that he had misestimated.

"......" Sidrani is not sure whether what Zhang Lang is saying now is true or not.

"These are small things, don't worry about it, ahem." Zhang Lang coughed twice, relieving the embarrassing atmosphere, he didn't expect that he would stumble one day.

"Poof...... Are you always so unrigorous? Sidrani asked with interest.

"No, I'm usually a very strict and serious person......" Zhang Lang and Sidrani chatted for a while, and quickly started the topic, "We are sitting in this place of about twenty-five square meters, dotted in all directions, what do you think it looks like?" ”

"Dotted?" Sidra Nian Min and Gan found a word, no way, now when the two of them are talking, they use Chinese Chinese, "What does this word mean?" ”

Although Sidrani speaks Chinese very well, that is only for foreigners.

There is no problem with her communication and general academic communication, but she is still unfamiliar with some of the more obscure Chinese words.

Right now, it's stuck on the word "dotted around".

That means...... Dense meaning! Zhang Lang couldn't find any good words to describe this word, so he could only say it casually.

"Oh, do you mean we're on a compass now?" Although Zhang Lang did not specify it, Sidrani realized this aspect, and I have to say that this "little girl" of the German Empire is really quite terrifying.

"Well, that's right." Zhang Lang nodded in surprise, good guy, this girl is not simple! "But you just understand the meaning of 'Xingluo' in the stars, and the meaning of 'chess' in the stars, you don't understand!"

"Oh, so what is the 'chess cloth' in the dotted chess?" Sidrani upholds the spirit of breaking the casserole and asking the question.

"Sidrani, don't you see that we are now like pawns on the compass one by one?" Zhang Lang smiled, "Maybe you haven't seen our Chinese Go, but you should know the popular chess in the German Empire." ”

"Chess pieces...... Are you saying that we are now chess pieces, and the jury is the chess players, God ......" Sidrani thought of something terrible.

If it is said that the jury is a test for the contestants, then unfortunately, I believe that most of the contestants have already been transferred into the trap.

Not to mention the other players, even Sidrani, who thought he had a good strategy, sensed that he had fallen.

"Tell me, if you hadn't noticed this chesspiece-like pattern, how many impression points would you give to the other people present?" Zhang Lang asked.

"Zero points...... I wanted to break the net with them......" Sidrani bit her lip, blushing slightly.

She felt that in front of Zhang Lang, she seemed to be a little fool, and she had to let this guy who was obviously seven years younger than herself teach herself everything.

"Hehe, now what?" Zhang Lang asked with interest.

"Full score......" Sidrani was slightly unwilling.

"No, it doesn't have to be a perfect score, we have to come objectively, how many points should be, just as many points, think of yourself as a member of this jury, recall the performance of other contestants in the first and second rounds, and then directly and objectively score a score, it's okay." Zhang Lang smiled slightly and comforted Sidrani.

Sidrani instantly felt like he wanted to die, oh my God, my IQ was suppressed again, and I really wanted to die......

At this time, on the California Internet Forum, "Zhang Langhei" rose up again.

"Aha, the result of this round table is the time of Zhang Lang's death!"

"Look at it, Zhang Lang's brainless fans, you will see your idols being beaten into the abyss by others with zero points one by one."

"Hahaha, Zhang Lang, after all, it's just a guy who came to power by luck."

……

"Don't go too far!"

"I believe that Mr. Zhang Lang can succeed!"

"Me too!"

"We'll see."

……

In this way, the two forces once again began a protracted and vicious war.

Of course, there will be a time when the war will come to an end.

At the end of this, of course, it is mainly about whether Zhang Lang can finally make it to the third round.

You know, the result this time will affect the third round.

And Zhang Lang was already sensitive and sensitive, and found that Bryant did not say that it affected the results of the third round.

In other words, if you start from the phrase "influence the third round" alone, maybe through this roundtable, there will be eliminators!

And this eliminator may not be a few.

This is Zhang Lang's unique understanding of this roundtable......

At this moment, Konoe Jiro, who was only taken away by the San Francisco bureau and restricted his personal freedom, but did not restrict his freedom of speech, naturally learned about the process of the International Medical Symposium through the members of the Konoe family who were still lurking in the venue.

When he heard that the International Medical Symposium had come up with such a roundtable, he almost jumped up.

God, isn't that just giving yourself a chance!

Great, although it wasted the opportunity for the players to choose each other, but this meeting is no less than the contestants choosing each other!

And when he heard that Zhang Lang was still in a group with Viola von Sidranny, Konoe Jiro almost jumped three feet high.

Oh my God, it's definitely God favoring Himself!

Yes, God must be directing Himself.

Otherwise, how could Zhang Lang and Viola von Sidderney be in a group and accept the "trial" of the rest?

At that moment, Jiro Konoe sent a text message to several people present.

In order to ensure the completion of any task, Konoe Jiro even gave each person another one million in his personal name.

Dididi――

At the scene of the roundtable of the International Medical Discussion Conference, many of the contestants' mobile phones either vibrated or sounded with prompts.

However, the personnel present to maintain order did not ask the players to turn off their phones or not to watch electronic products.

This is a rule unique to the International Congress of Medical Discussions.

You can ask for any help, and you can also contact the outside world.

Everything is open, fair, fair and transparent.

And this is the greatest event in the world, and if you want to cheat, you can't cheat.

And at this moment, except for Zhang Lang and Viola von Sidranny, the rest of the people looked down at their phones.

It's Jiro Konoe!

His request was to exchange a million dollars for Zhang Lang and Viola von Sidrani with a score of zero.

Bryant said that the way of commenting this time is completely based on personal impressions, and there is no official evaluation standard.

In other words, you can control the standard of the score.

What's more, the people present knew that the rest of the people, except for Zhang Lang and Viola von Sidranny, all had ties to the Konoe family.

Even if something really happens, there is a law that does not hold the public accountable, so—

Everyone didn't hesitate and replied to Konoe Jiro one after another: "Okay, everything is OK!" ”

After receiving the text message, Jiro Konoe let out a grim smile: "Hahaha, Zhang Lang, I'm going to ruin the and son of Viola von Sidrani this time!" Whoever owes me will be paid back! ”

……

"Deron Williams was okay and I gave him 85." "Josephine Dzhugashvili also performed well, and even better than Williams, giving 88 points. ”

And Sidrani pursed his lips, listened to Zhang Lang's scores, and didn't speak, burying his head in filling in the scores on his own form.

However, in Sidrani's hands, the score was about the same as Zhang Lang's, except that everyone's score was lower than the score given by Zhang Lang.

After that, Zhang Lang gave points to those present through objective investigation, Cousins-Spach, Zhang Lang gave 80 points, and "Papai Richie", Zhang Lang gave 79 points, Santiago was 78, and Jermaine was also 78 points.

And, of course, Brown? Stephenson, Zhang Lang only gave 70 points.

It's not that Zhang Lang favors anyone, but because of this Brown? Stephenson played too poorly in the second round, so according to Zhang Lang's objective deuce rules, he could only give a score of 70 points.

Sidrani on the side even thinks that Zhang Lang gives Brown? Stephenson's score was higher......

Ten minutes, and almost passed.

The results given by everyone were collected.

The light on the round table changed from orange to normal white again, heralding the end of the round table.

The round table was removed, and at Bryant's motion, Zhang Lang and Sidraney stood to his right, while the rest stood to Bryant's left.

"I would like to announce that the results of this roundtable are ......," Bryant smiled.

And at this moment, a few people on his left are also smiling, it seems that Zhang Lang and Sidrani are finished!

After all, a few people gave the two of them a score, but they were all zero points.

"I announce that the members on my right will advance to the third round, and the members on the left will all be eliminated!"

Wow -

The scene exploded!

"Why!"