Chapter 1242 Wrong Number
In the second round of the competition, the number of participating designers was half that of the first round, and it was finally not as messy as before.
Both the auditorium and the competition venue were in much better order.
Ye Yao took his number plate from the staff again.
No. 106.
This number is obviously much higher than the first game.
Qi Zhen is No. 230 and Ruan Kai is No. 248.
Wang Song looked at the numbers of the three people and was confused for a moment.
I don't understand why hers is so much ahead of theirs? "Master, is there a problem?"
Ye Yao seemed to notice something "strange" about him and couldn't help asking.
"It's nothing, it's just that your number is much higher than Qi Zhen and the others." Wang Song explained.
The numbers are linked to the position in the race, so the closer the number is to the front, the closer the seat is to the front.
"This? Isn't it random?"
This time it was Ye Yao who was confused, at least that's what she had always thought.
Wang Song shook his head, "Probably not, otherwise you can see those famous designers are basically in the front row."
But this is just his speculation.
"Master, this doesn't matter, right?"
Qi Zhen didn't think it was a big deal, after all, he was just sitting there.
Wang Song finally gave them a smile, "It really doesn't matter, I just feel a little surprised."
Although he said this, he didn't care in his heart.
Because of the first game, Ye Yao's number was obviously after Qi Zhen and Ruan Kai, but it was moved up in this game.
It is very likely that her design in the first round is better than Qi Zhen and the others. If that is the case, he will certainly be happy.
But there is another possibility. Someone has ulterior motives and deliberately dialed the number behind her.
If it's the latter, I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to advance in today's game.
But this was just his speculation after all, and he couldn't say it directly, as it would affect her mood further.
Ye Yao couldn't help but look at him again, but still felt that it was not "okay" as he said.
"It's almost time, let's go."
Ruan Kai's voice interrupted their thoughts.
The participating designers have begun to enter the venue one after another.
"Do your best and don't be nervous." Wang Song cheered them on and his eyes followed their figures.
The judges on the jury bench also appeared on the jury bench, and there were also two new faces replacing the R country designer.
When Ye Yao saw one of the judges, there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.
It was the man who was spotted by Wang Dakai with Ishikawa Shunkun before.
It turned out that he was the judge who replaced Ishikawa Shunkun! Her eyes flickered. It seemed that she just wanted a fair competition, but this idea was going to fail again.
When she was looking at the man, he seemed to notice something and looked in her direction.
Their eyes met for a moment in mid-air, and then he retracted his gaze as if nothing had happened and continued chatting and laughing with the person around him.
Ye Yao also sat down calmly and checked his workbench.
Anthony Lawes still appeared, sitting in the center of the first row of the spectator seats, and the person sitting next to him also had a completely flattering look on his face.
"Mr. Anthony, do you have any opponents that you are optimistic about?"
Anthony Lawes just smiled and had no intention of answering.
The man who just spoke only felt a deep contempt, not contempt for him, but contempt of a king for all the participating designers in the competition.
He did ask a stupid question.
Anthony Rouse swept his eyes across the court and paused for a moment when he passed Ye Yao's position.
Her seat in this show was relatively central.
She did have some strength, so she dared to challenge Ishikawa Shunkun so openly. But if she thought that such strength would allow her to have a perfect performance on the field, she was totally wrong.
Ye Yao on the court certainly didn't know what others were thinking. He was just waiting calmly for the game to officially begin.
With the entrance of Carlos Juttassan as the chief judge, the entire hall fell silent instantly.
“First of all, welcome everyone to the second round of the International Designer Competition. The second round is still an elimination round, using the same competition system as the first round.
Now I will announce the content of the competition. "
As soon as the host finished speaking, all the designers on the field and the people in the audience pricked up their ears and listened attentively.
The content of the competition is of utmost importance, especially for those designers who cannot repeat the topic in their own language, who hold their breath.
The same goes for Qi Zhen and Ruan Kai.
The content of this scene is obviously much more difficult than the first one. Even if you don’t understand it, you can still judge it from the length of the narration.
The order is the same as the first game, it is translated into the languages of several countries before being announced.
Wang Song couldn't help sweating in his palms again. Even for him, he had to think over this kind of question with the translator beside him. He didn't know if Qi Zhen and the others could handle it.
As for Ye Yao, it really depends on the translation she is responsible for.
At this time, Ye Yao had indeed stood up and walked towards the translation direction not far away.
According to the competition rules, each designer can communicate with the translator in charge for about three minutes.
Ye Yao waited patiently for the designer in front to finish communicating, and then came to the translator.
Even without looking at her entry certificate, the translator already knew that she was Chinese. He even started speaking in not very fluent Chinese without waiting for her to open her mouth.
Originally, Ye Yao was just going through the motions. After all, no one here knew that she was able to understand the questions, and she didn't want to reveal this for the time being.
But when she heard the topic mentioned by the translator, her expression immediately became gloomy, and a hint of gloom flashed across her eyes in an instant.
As a translator, he was not required to truly understand the topic, but at least he should have described it according to the original words of the judges. However, what he told her was completely different from the actual requirements of the topic.
And she was absolutely certain that the translator had deliberately told her the wrong topic, because there was no problem with the previous designer's description.
She now finally understood why her master and Master Wang Song had given up all hope for her.
If she really didn't understand the questions, she would definitely be eliminated in today's round.
"Any questions?"
The translator calmly confirmed with her, and there was no sign of anything unusual.
Ye Yao collected his thoughts, glanced at him, and then shook his head.
"there is none left."
After saying that, he turned around and walked back to his seat.
(End of this chapter)
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