But his expression did not show happiness. Instead, he frowned from time to time, looking at this and that. He had an excellent memory and could match them one by one and call out almost everyone's name.
His expression, seen by everyone, only added to their pressure.
Everyone was worried and uneasy.
Tang Xiaobao finally finished reading. He sighed, looked at Yu Lun Scholar, and said, "I'm sorry, you're not among the top three, and you're the organizer today, so you're the first one to die!"
Yu Lun, the scholar, was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
Impossible, how is that possible?
His mind was in a mess.
Who was the most confident person at the scene just now? Of course it was him.
More than 27 billion, but not even in the top three?
Are these people usually low-key?
How do they have so much money?
"Kill him."
Tang Xiaobao said to Wanru.
It's like a long sword is drawn and ready to take action.
"etc!"
Yu Lun, the scholar, shouted quickly.
"H-h-h-h-might I have written it wrong? Does it say 37.265 billion?"
"Hey, you really wrote it wrong?"
Tang Xiaobao blinked: "There aren't so many here."
"I, this must be a typo, it must be a typo!"
Scholar Yu Lun became anxious and quickly argued.
"Okay, typos can be forgiven. Everyone, you all might make typos. How about this? I'll send it to you again and you can read it again. If you make a mistake, you still have one chance to correct it."
Tang Xiaobao said calmly.
Then the cards were distributed again.
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