Zhang Xiaosheng nodded. "That's right. Tan Mo performed strongly in the first round, but that was her end. She couldn't possibly have such a good grasp of the direction in the second round."

No one can do it.

"Xiaoou, I was embarrassed last round, this time it's up to you," Lin Zhenhui said through gritted teeth. "It's not just me who's embarrassed, I've embarrassed all of us, our school. I take responsibility for this. I won't shirk it. But this time, you have to pay her back for the humiliation she caused me! You have to tear Tan Mo's face off and trample it under your feet! Please!"

Zhang Xiaosheng looked at Lin Zhenhui and said to Zhao Xiaoou, "Zhenhui's words may have been a bit harsh, but what he meant was actually what I meant. This is the first time we've lost face so badly, and we must pay it back. Otherwise, it would be a shame for all the hard work we've put into this competition."

Zhao Xiaoou nodded solemnly: "I know."

She turned to look at Tan Mo, her expression not much better.

She really couldn't like someone who had brought such shame upon them.

Especially before the game, everyone tacitly agreed that their Huada team would win this game.

As a result, they suffered such a Waterloo in the first round.

Zhao Xiaoou took a deep breath, walked onto the stage with a calm face, walked to Lin Zhenhui's original position, and stood behind the answering desk.

Zhao Xiaoou turned to look at Tan Mo.

Tan Mo noticed her gaze and turned to give Zhao Xiaoou a sweet and innocent smile.

Zhao Xiaoou sneered.

Tan Mo's cute look might work on boys, but not on her.

"You performed well in the last round." Zhao Xiaoou said lightly.

Tan Mo narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Thank you, sister."

Zhao Xiaoou: “…”

Oh!

So annoying!

Tan Mo knew at a glance that Zhao Xiaoou hated her behavior.

Since Zhao Xiaoou hates it, then she should show off more!

The most infuriating thing is that Zhao Xiaoou's hands are shaking as he presses the buzzer.

"Are you confident in this round of competition?" Zhao Xiaoou asked with a faint smile.

Normally, if you performed so well in the previous round, which could be considered a complete victory, you would inevitably feel a bit proud.

Even the most stable person will have some of this.

Not to mention, Tan Mo doesn't look very old, and he made Lin Zhenhui lose face in the last game.

I'm afraid he must be so proud now!

It's a good opportunity to take advantage of her mentality and try to get some advice from Tan Mo.

I should be able to get some idea of ​​Tan Mo's level.

At least we can get some idea of ​​her level of mastery of the second round.

"It's okay." Tan Mo smiled, "I don't usually study this kind of thing."

The main thing is that you already know it, so there is no need to study.

Professor Gu said it himself.

Professor Gu told her not to study, so she stopped studying.

Professor Gu’s words are still reliable.

Zhao Xiaoou: “…”

Shouldn't you be proud?

Tan Mo doesn't look like he's proud after the great victory.

For a moment, Zhao Xiaoou was not sure whether Tan Mo's words were sincere or insincere.

Did he really have a good grasp of it, or was he just being falsely modest in front of her?

Zhao Xiaoou couldn't figure out Tan Mo's true intentions, so he had to save Lin Zhenhui's face first.

She smiled faintly and said, "Last round, Senior Brother Lin underestimated the enemy and failed to fully display his strength."

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words were spoken, Tan Mo's eyes widened in surprise.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Xiaoou had a bad feeling in his heart.

There must be something wrong!

Then, Tan Mo said in surprise: "But before the last round, Senior Brother Lin said he would try his best!"

Tan Mo tilted his head, thinking distressedly: "He tried his best, but ended up with a negative one point..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tan Mo quickly covered his mouth, as if he just realized that he had accidentally let the cat out of the bag.

Zhao Xiaoou couldn't believe it and was furious.

Where did Kyoto University find such a weirdo? It's so bad!

Tan Mo took his hand away from covering his mouth and said anxiously, "Brother Lin definitely didn't try his best, for sure."

Tan Mo nodded heavily.

It seems more and more like an attempt to cover up something that only makes it more obvious.

Zhao Xiaoou was so angry that he kept taking deep breaths.

How should she respond to this?

Just looking at Tan Mo's attitude, anyone who saw it would know that she was being insincere.

We have to praise Tan Mo for being kind and taking the initiative to give Lin Zhenhui a way out!

If she said that Lin Zhenhui tried his best, then it was really shameful that he lost so badly.

But if they say that Lin Zhenhui didn't try his best, it would seem that they are too shameless and are making excuses for losing the game.

No matter what you say, it's not right!

Zhao Xiaoou couldn't hear anything on the stage, but the contestant area was right next to the audience seats, so she could hear the audience's discussion.

"Why are Senior Brother Lin and Senior Sister Zhao like this? They lost, so they lost. Why are they still forcing Tan Mo? This is too..."

"This is our home turf. Even if they're unhappy, at least act magnanimous. Won't people laugh at us if this gets out?"

The audience was not limited to students from Huazhong University of Science and Technology.

There are also students from Beijing University who came here specially.

Although the number of students is a little smaller than that of the University of Washington, everyone sits together, so it is still quite large.

"Why are people from Hua University like this? Do they bully others like this?"

"Tan Mo was bullied, and it's really hard to find a way out for them."

There were also some students from Hua University who, although they supported the Hua University team, couldn't help but feel sorry for Tan Mo.

Zhao Xiaoou snorted coldly and stopped talking to Tan Mo.

But she didn't say anything, and Tan Mo refused to let her go.

"Senior Sister Zhao, will you try your best in this round?" Tan Mo asked.

Zhao Xiaoou: “…”

How could she answer this?

Say no?

But this is a competition, why don't you try your best?

Say yes?

But what if I lose?

Zhao Xiaoou didn't realize that she was already getting timid before the game even started.

I've already thought about losing.

Zhao Xiaoou simply didn't answer and pretended not to hear.

Tan Mo smiled and didn't care.

At this time, the host said: "The second round of the competition will test the annotation of ancient documents."

"Begin the countdown for the first question."

As the number "1" appeared on the screen, the screen flashed.

“clang!”

Everyone: “…”

Host: "Kyoto University contestant, please answer."

Tan Mo looked at the question that just appeared on the screen: "Choose B."

"Correct answer," the host said. "One point added to the score for Kyoto University. The countdown to the second question begins."

Next, the host, several professors, contestants in the contestant area, and the audience in the auditorium.

Then I heard the sound of the buzzer "clang! clang! clang! clang!"

Their heads are now full of the sound of "clang clang".

Although the students at the scene did not travel to other places to watch the event in previous years, they also watched it through the live broadcast on the Internet.

Never before has the frequency of "clang" been so fast, yet so even and rhythmic.

As soon as the 10-second countdown before the question appears, a "clang" sound will be heard, followed by the answer.