Chapter Seventy-Three: How Many Are You?
However, the audience watching the live broadcast naturally did not know that a strange atmosphere was spreading in the guest seats at the award ceremony at the moment.
The characters who were familiar with the Qi Tian List all had a trace of curiosity in their hearts, and glanced at Bai Yu, who was sitting there with the old god, and they all had their own conjectures in their hearts.
Zuo Zhi on the stage still kept smiling, and he didn't know if he noticed the strange emotions in the audience, and continued: "After reviewing Mr. Deng Fu's article, we will continue to award the eighth place in the ranking. ”
He cleared his throat and said, "The following is the eighth winner of the Qitian List, Murridge's mentor from the Wuping District Research Institute, and his thesis work "Analysis of the Cycle Rate of Protocrystalline Energy". ”
As soon as these words came out, the audience roared. However, it was not because he was amazed that Murrich had won the award, but because he was the one who won the eighth prize.
Murridge coughed to hide the panic and embarrassment in his heart, and finally took a sip to recover his mood, stood up, and walked to the stage step by step.
None of the contestants waiting for the award at this table went to look at him, but stared at Bai Yu with all their eyes, looking like they couldn't see through the young man in front of him.
Bai Yu was surprised, thinking that his dress was stained with red wine, and looked around.
"Good!" As soon as Xin Zi heard Zuo Zhi's words, he suddenly burst into joy, but then he came to his senses and quickly stretched out his hand and pressed his red lips.
"Seventh?! This kid turned out to be the seventh on the Monkey King list! ”
Feeling excited, Xin Zi calmed down a little, and hurriedly sent the situation here to Deng Guohao through Xingxun.
This time, Deng Guohao only replied to the message for half a day, and the first sentence was: Are you sure you are not mistaken?
Xin Zi was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, and immediately replied: Convinced! Absolutely true! The eighth place is Murrich, the doctoral supervisor of the Wuping District Research Institute, the bad old man.
Deng Guohao replied: You must keep an eye on it, if Bai Yu can really get the seventh place on the Qitian list, our forum can be firmly in the top five in Qizhou!
A forum company in the district has published an article that ranks seventh on the Qitian list, which is really not many in other district research paper forums where there are many masters. What's more, among the players who participated in the Qitian List, which one was not an academic-level hegemon? People with this status rarely work with a district-level dissertation forum again.
Murridge had already received the award at this time, and he and Zuo Zhi were obviously very acquainted, and the two talked on stage for a while, and Murridge was expressionless from beginning to end, and then stepped down from the stage.
Zuo Zhi still called up Murrich's "Analysis of the Recycling Rate of Primordial Crystalline Energy" and carefully explained some unique insights. Some of the more esoteric parts were explained by Murrich himself in the audience.
At this moment, in the corner of the award hall, Mu Yan looked coldly at Bai Yu who was sitting in the first row, and it was difficult to hide a look of surprise in his eyes, it was undeniable that although he hated Bai Yu, Bai Yu's performance at the moment still shocked him.
He tried to send a text message to Dr. Shui Qi who was far away in Taloon Continent, but after a long time, Dr. Shui Qi did not respond.
Afraid of being exposed, Mu Yan didn't try to connect him directly, so he had to wait quietly, and by the way, he saw what Bai Yu's ranking was.
Then, the moment that made everyone nervous came again.
Zuo Zhi looked relaxed and said, "Next, continue to award the seventh winner of the Qi Tian List." Seventh place goes to Councillor Jesseley, the most amazing genius from the Duke Jesselai's family. ”
"What?"
The Qi Zhou Councilor named Jesselai stood up suddenly, and looked at the leaderboard of the light curtain in shock, his name flashed, and behind his name was the shining logo of the Jesselai family and his endorsement logo for another company.
"Impossible?!"
"Why is the seventh one Councillor Jesselai?"
"What is the number one young boy named Bai Yu?"
"Could it be that the Monkey List jury is mistaken?"
All of a sudden, the discussion in the audience rang out, although the discussion was deliberately suppressed very low, but there were still sporadic words spread, spread to the stage, and entered Bai Yu's ears.
Bai Yu was stunned for a moment, only to find that everyone was staring at him from time to time, it turned out that it was for this reason, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
And Zuo Zhi on the stage also heard some and said: "Please be quiet, the Qitian List has always treated every participant fairly, and will not be affected by the disparity in status, wealth, and family background, the award is still ongoing, please be patient." ”
Although everyone heard Zuo Zhi's words and quieted down, the doubts did not decrease but increased, and there were still people speculating from ear to ear.
"Isn't that Bai Yu a contestant?"
"And what is he doing at that table? No way. ”
Zuo Zhi no longer cares about these people and continues to present his awards.
And the scenes that happened next made people who had doubts even more surprised and speechless, and they couldn't say a word anymore.
The sixth place on the Qitian list, Youngortai ......
"Damn, Youngortai is only in sixth place! What is that kid's rank? ”
Fifth place on the Monkey List and Hiroshi Dengchuan......
"I must have misheard, that kid surpassed Mr. Deng! He even surpassed Mr. Deng?! ”
As Zuo Zhi reported the list of winners one after another, the entire banquet hall was as if it had been swept by a twelve-level storm, and the level of panic in everyone's hearts reached an overwhelming level!
At this moment, there are still four people left in the entire list who have not received the award, and these four people are the top three people in the previous Qitian list: Trinson the dean of the Gaomo District Research Institute, Professor Chennai of the Qiande Academy of the former Lang District Advanced Mecha Academy, and the fat man Nishihara Ye of the Schneider Research Institute. The last one is the hairy boy Bai Yu.
The fact in front of everyone's eyes is that Bai Yu has already entered the top four of this year's Qi Tian list, and may even have entered the top three!
Xin Zi felt that her heart was about to jump out, from the time Zuo Zhi presented the award to the sixth place, she had become numb from excitement, her head was blank, and she didn't even have time to read the few text messages sent by Deng Guohao to herself, and she also forgot to report the situation to her boss.
Mu Yan was so frightened that he trembled, and secretly scolded Shui Qi, that old guy, why has it been so long, and he hasn't sent the loophole of Bai Yu's entry article, and he hasn't even sent a message back to himself.
Not only the two of them, but even the people in the audience looked at Bai Yu with extremely surprised eyes at this moment.
Could it be that this kid can make it to the top three?
The three overlords of the previous session did not say anything, and Trinson, who was extremely tall, was still very lonely, but his eyelids were beating imperceptibly.
From the beginning of the awards, Chennai has been shaking his Simon blowing snow-style hair, and at this moment, the frequency of shaking his head began to gradually increase.
Nishihara Ye stared at the boss with a pair of door-to-door eyes, but looking from Bai Yu's direction, he still couldn't tell whether he had opened his eyes or not. In fact, he was watching Bai Yu intently, his two thick arms and round waist were constantly accumulating strength, and he didn't know who he was fighting against.