213. Arrogance

As the time for the game approached, there were more and more people in the arena.

also heard the voices of the surrounding discussions, and Ling Xing realized that not all the students participating in the competition were students from City F, and only those who signed up and stood firm in this finals in various cities across the country could participate.

So, the six students in this competition are all math geniuses from all over the country.

A genius in the truest sense of the word.

After hearing the news, Ling Xing, who was not nervous at all, uncontrollably sweated for Su Qingluo.

Although there are few smart people and geniuses in this world, there is never a shortage of them, Su Qingluo is smart, but there is no shortage of people who are smarter than him.

Including that Qi God, even if their reputation is loud in their own school, few people should know about it except for their opponents when they leave the school.

Those who can go to this arena for a few days are all true scholars, there are no flukes, and there are no exceptions.

Six people participated, which means that Su Qingluo's chance of winning is less than 17%......

The girls behind them obviously also realized that this game was not as easy as before for the Qi God in their mouths, so their mood also became heavy.

However, their heavy mood did not last long, and they only heard a girl say: "No matter what others say, I always believe that Qi Shen can win anyway." ā€

Then there was a girl who was weak and echoed: "Me too." ā€

At this time, the girl's mobile phone rang in the middle, and she hadn't set the phone to vibrate, and the mobile phone rang with a slow music, which was very good.

Ling Xing didn't have time to care about her nice ringtone, she sat in front of the girl, because the venue was not big and there were a lot of people watching the game, Ling Xing was not far away from her, she faintly heard the voice in the girl's microphone, so familiar that it made her feel cold.

The girl's voice on the phone was not loud: "The game hasn't started yet, it's strange, why don't you come to watch this game so much?" You're closer than I am. ā€

I didn't know what the voice was saying, and the girl's voice added a hint of surprise: "Huh? Is it serious? Why are you so careless? ā€

The back are some topics without any nutrition, and before hanging up the phone, the girl said comfortingly: "Oh, you can rest assured that you can recuperate at home, and when the results of the game come out, I will notify you as soon as possible." ā€

After a pause, she said proudly: "Well, I feel the same way as you, after all, Xubai has never lost." ā€

The phone hung up, and the familiar voice in the microphone Ling Xing was confirmed.

It's Qiu Yilin's voice, she really does it everywhere.

Sheniu Zeng Zhile had already turned around and talked to the girl behind him, and he was asking about the 'Qi God' in their mouths.

The attitude of several girls was a little arrogant, and before they could say a few words, their chins were about to rise to the sky, as if all the glory of that Qi God was on them, Zeng Zhile rolled his eyes and decided not to be angry, and sat up straight and didn't inquire.

The game was about to start, and the stadium gradually fell silent under the help of the security guards.

Although the muttering voices of the girls behind him were low, they could still be heard-

"Huh, still a god? Is it true that any person can be called a god in these years? ā€

"Don't say that, since people can be called the god of learning, they must have some strength in their bodies, let's wait until he loses to call his mother and then laugh, haha."

As they spoke, the girls burst into laughter.

Zeng Zhile was tightly held by Ling Xing's arm, Ling Xing's strength was so strong that she couldn't resist at all and couldn't turn back to argue with them, not to mention that she didn't let the loud noise here, she might be kicked out, so she had to roll her eyes one after another.

Zeng Zhile was tightly held by Ling Xing's arm, Ling Xing's strength was so strong that she couldn't resist at all and couldn't turn back to argue with them, not to mention that she didn't let the loud noise here, she might be kicked out, so she had to roll her eyes one after another.

Ling Xing patted her arm comfortingly: "The villains are just going to get their will, don't let them climb higher, how can they fall miserably next?" ā€

Zeng Zhile was stunned for a moment, and then had an epiphany: "It makes sense." ā€

Just thinking about the constipation-like expressions in the back, Zeng Zhile felt cool, no wonder readers love to read cool articles these days, and there is nothing more refreshing than beating the villain's face, but ......

In case, maybe, maybe, probably...... What if Luo Shen loses?

It's cool for the villain to be slapped in the face, but who can guarantee that he is not the villain in the story?

The lights on the viewing field dimmed, the competition was about to start, several old professors with more than half gray hair sat on the judges' seat, and the host on the stage made introductions one by one.

Xia Nianchu's eyes were firmly fixed on one of the professors: "Wow, wow, wow, why is that professor so young and so handsome??? ā€

Ling Xing followed her gaze and did see a young professor about thirty years old, at this moment he was expressionlessly adjusting the microphone on the table, his facial features were angular under the soft light, he was indeed young and handsome, and the key was that he was fucking talented.

Why did all the good things happen to him alone?

Can the good resources of this society be evenly balanced?

Give ordinary people a way to live.

was thinking about it, and the contestants also came to the stage one by one, six contestants, four boys and two girls.

When Ling Xing was thinking about which of the four boys was Qi Shen, he heard the excited voice of the girl behind him again-

"Ahhh

Ling Xing felt a little speechless, and suggested that this girl's eyes could not be donated, it was definitely not in her lover's eyes, obviously the most handsome boy was Su Qingluo, and everyone around was asking who the fifth boy on stage was, how could there be such a handsome guy, and he could hear it.

Zeng Zhile barely held back this time, but the girls sitting next to the group of girls couldn't hold back their curiosity anymore, and they asked, "Is the Qi Shen you said the fifth boy to come on stage?" ā€

A few girls should have been stunned, and after a while, the girl with a somewhat cold voice replied, "No." ā€

"That's—" The girl was about to ask, but was interrupted by the cold girl.

"The game is about to start, please be quiet."

The girl closed her mouth stupidly, and finally stopped asking.

The host on the stage was already announcing the rules of the competition, and the names of the participating students were placed on the desk, how could Ling Xing not know the surname 'Qi'.

If she didn't guess wrong, Qi Shen should be the third boy to come on stage, because among the six people who participated, he was the only one surnamed Qi and Qi Xubai.

To tell the truth, Qi Xubai is really good-looking, his skin is very white, and he is not inferior to Su Qingluo in size, but the only thing is not very good, his back seems to be a little unable to straighten up, as a result, his whole body is a little sluggish, as if he can't wake up and is very sleepy.

Not to mention that his appearance is not as good as Su Qingluo, even the looks of the two boys around him are slightly inferior to him.

Tsk, the world is declining, and more and more people go out without glasses.

(End of chapter)