Wei Zhiqian's left hand was still in his trouser pocket, and his suit jacket was casually draped over the place where his wrist and trouser pocket met.

Huang Mingshun wanted to pull Tan Mo's hand, but froze in the middle, not daring to move forward any further.

Wei Zhiqian was clearly in the audience, and there was a guardrail between them.

But Huang Mingshun was still frightened and withdrew his hand awkwardly.

"Uncle!" Tan Mo turned around without thinking and immediately walked to the edge of the stage, sticking close to the guardrail.

The guardrail was too high, blocking her view of Wei Zhiqian.

Tan Mo simply put both feet on the horizontal bar under the guardrail, and finally he was able to stick half of his body out and look down at Wei Zhiqian.

Wei Zhiqian stood in the audience, and the stage was partly raised.

"Sorry, I'm late." Wei Zhiqian said in a deep voice.

There is something important happening in the company today.

He quickly finished his work and immediately drove over here.

This competition may not be that important to others.

But for Wei Zhiqian, it was particularly important because Tan Mo participated.

This is Tan Mo's first time participating in such a large-scale event.

Whenever Wei Zhiqian thought of Tan Mo, a small person standing under the spotlight of everyone, he couldn't suppress the pride in his heart.

He must be there and see Tan Mo glow with his own eyes!

Seeing her standing under the brilliant light with my own eyes, she was even brighter than the light itself!

"It's not too late." Tan Mo shook his head, "I didn't expect my uncle to come."

"Since you are coming to participate, how can I not come?" Wei Zhiqian let out a breath.

On the road, he drove with his cell phone placed on the holder in front.

While driving, he followed Tan Mo's live broadcast.

But he didn't dare tell Tan Mo now.

Otherwise, Tan Mo would definitely be angry that he was not concentrating on driving.

Actually, it’s not that I’m not focused.

Tan Mo answered the questions too quickly.

He didn't even see the question, he just heard the "clang clang" sound of Tan Mo answering quickly.

So, I am actually quite focused when driving.

Looking at Tan Mo's red eyes, Wei Zhiqian felt as if there was a violent emotion in his heart, stirring in his chest like a tornado.

He tried his best to suppress it.

He raised his hand and gently placed his thumb on the corner of her red eyes.

Tan Mo was like a little animal cub that got lost on the way and finally met the head of the family who came back to look for her.

The fair little face rubbed against Wei Zhiqian's palm.

She didn't feel wronged at first, she just wanted to trick Huang Mingshun and made her eyes red.

But now when he saw Wei Zhiqian, Tan Mo suddenly felt so wronged.

Those people at Hua University have such bad attitudes!

They are all too arrogant and unhappy when they lose.

They are all bullies!

Tan Mo rubbed her little face against Wei Zhiqian's palm. Now, she felt really wronged.

"Do you want to continue the competition? If not, let's leave." Wei Zhiqian suppressed his anger, and even lowered his voice to a very low level, even a little hoarse.

Tan Mo nodded: "We still have to compete. They can't beat me, so they get angry and blame me."

Tan Mo pouted unhappily: "I'm determined to keep winning against them and make them mad!"

The little girl's angry words, her puffed-up face, and her slightly cunning expression amidst her anger easily soothed the anger that filled Wei Zhiqian's heart, and it dissipated silently.

"Okay." Wei Zhiqian's voice became clear again, with a hint of smile in it.

At this time, the host and staff also came over.

"Tan Mo, can you still continue the competition?" The host came over and asked in a low voice.

Tan Mo nodded: "I can do it."

"Then our third round of competition is about to begin," the host reminded, "If you want to continue the competition, you must return to the answering table now."

Tan Mo nodded and said to Wei Zhiqian, "Uncle, I'm going back to the competition first."

Wei Zhiqian smiled and nodded: "Go ahead."

Tan Mo returned to the answering desk.

Wei Zhiqian also found the seat he had reserved and sat down.

It is right in the row behind the guest seats, which is the best position except for the guest seats and the chief selection seat.

Tan Mo's eyes followed Wei Zhiqian until he sat down. After confirming where he was sitting, he quickly waved in Wei Zhiqian's direction.

Wei Zhiqian smiled faintly and waved at her.

When Tan Mo withdrew his gaze, Huang Mingshun explained dryly: "I didn't expect to hit you."

"Hmph!" Tan Mo turned his head away and ignored him.

My uncle is still more handsome.

My good mood after seeing Wei Zhiqian was ruined by Huang Mingshun.

Huang Mingshun choked and was extremely angry.

Out of the blue, he was accused of being a man who hits girls, and he got angry!

Isn’t it unfair for him?

"Now, the third round begins, please look at the big screen." said the host.

On the big screen, the familiar 10-second countdown is still there.

Not surprisingly, just as the number 1 disappeared, the screen flickered, the first question appeared, and no one could see the words clearly, a "clang" sound was heard in the field.

Huang Ming placed his hand on the buzzer and gritted his teeth.

Knowing Tan Mo's tactics clearly.

But he still didn't have the courage to learn.

This made him even more angry and frustrated!

The host had an "I knew it" expression on his face: "Kyoto University contestant, please answer."

Tan Mo's eyes were still red, and his voice was trembling with sobs: "Choose B."

The audience, especially those from Kyoto University, felt very distressed when they heard this.

The current situation is that of a little girl who has been bullied and is full of grievances, but she has to hold back her tears and concentrate on answering the questions.

Being able to achieve this is already great. We can't expect others to quickly digest their grievances and act as if nothing happened, right?

When he opened his mouth to speak, a trembling sob came out that he couldn't fully hold back.

The soft voice trembled with a hint of grievance, which made people feel even more distressed when they heard it.

"Correct answer," the host said. "Please look at the second question."

But before long, the expressions on everyone's faces became strange.

The scene in the field became very strange. Tan Mo pressed the buzzer fiercely. Tan Mo answered the question successfully. Tan Mo choked up and answered as if he was about to cry. Tan Mo answered correctly.

Tan Mo pressed the buzzer fiercely again, and the cycle continued.

No chance for others to answer.

Everyone: “…”

Are you really feeling bad?

Answering questions while crying, this scene is so weird!

You are so fierce!

And Huang Mingshun, who "bullied" Tan Mo, was even more depressed.

I feel so depressed.

Are you fucking telling me that your accuracy rate in this round of answers is 50-50?

Is this a 50-50 chance for you?

Grab one, answer one, and get one right.

I really believed your lies!

The key is, can you please stop sobbing while grabbing?

Now I'm not bullying you, you're bullying me!

You were sobbing quite hard, and every sobbing sound came through the microphone.

But it didn’t delay you from answering!

Huang Mingshun was tired.

I really hope these people can see Tan Mo’s true face.