The super god lottery system of the glory of the king

Chapter 671 Only 2 minutes left

Chen Hao and Meng Xingchen took the elevator, walked out of the company, and walked into a food stall next to the company.

The two found a seat by the window, sat down, ordered dishes, and began to eat.

In fact, from the moment he walked into the food stall, Chen Hao felt that there was a figure following them all the time.

It's just that the stalker was very clumsy. After they sat down, the stalker immediately sat down opposite them.

Although he was wearing a mask and a hat, Chen Hao recognized at a glance that the follower was Xiu'er.

Even if he thought about it with his toes, he knew the reason why Xiu'er followed them. Chen Hao was afraid that Meng Xingchen was worried, so he just smiled and didn't expose it.

The two of them just had a simple meal, and even if Xiu'er tried to find some evidence, she couldn't grasp anything.

This lunch took Chen Hao half an hour.

After eating with Meng Xingchen, Chen Hao walked out of the food stall. Seeing that Meng Xingchen was very interested in the claw machine in front of a shop, Chen Hao took out another handful of coins and played with Meng Xingchen in front of the claw machine. .

Xiu'er was still following the two of them, seeing Chen Hao and Meng Xingchen grabbing the dolls after eating, as if they completely forgot about the competition.

Surprised, she took out her mobile phone, took a photo of Chen Hao and Meng Xingchen who were happily grabbing dolls, and then slipped back to the company cautiously.

Not catching any clues, Xiu'er felt a little bit lost in her heart.

"Senior Chen, there are only 10 minutes left until the end of the game, let's go back." Meng Xingchen said to Chen Hao with a smile while holding his hands full of dolls.

Chen Hao looked at Meng Xingchen's crescent-shaped eyes when he smiled, took out his phone, checked the time, and nodded.

"Let's go."

The assessment office is on the eighth floor of the entertainment company, and the two need to take the elevator up.

Chen Hao and Meng Xingchen stood outside the elevator and waited for a few minutes, but the elevator still didn't open.

"Could it be that the elevator is broken?" Meng Xingchen frowned and said, "The elevator also broke down once last time."

"Then go straight up." Chen Hao turned around and went up the stairs with Meng Xingchen.

At this time, there were still 7 minutes left before the end of the competition, and when Chen Hao and Meng Xingchen arrived at the agreed assessment place panting, only the last 2 minutes were left.

The door of the office was ajar, and Kevin and Xiu'er, who were sure of winning, were already waiting in the office early.

When Mi Li saw Chen Hao and Meng Xingchen walking into the office, she immediately stepped forward and said anxiously: "Why are you two out of breath, have you finished the song you want to write?"

Originally, Mi Li, Wang Feng and others were more optimistic about Chen Hao's group, but now seeing two people coming in panting, Mi Li felt an ominous premonition.

Especially when she saw Meng Xingchen holding a bunch of dolls in her arms, Mi Li became even more worried.

"Hmph!" Kevin snorted triumphantly when he saw Chen Hao coming in at the end of the game.

He twisted his waist and walked in front of Chen Hao, glanced at the doll in Meng Xingchen's arms, and said with a sneer: "I heard that you two went downstairs to have dinner at the beginning of the game, and you are still waiting for dinner after the meal." Going to catch dolls, it's really leisurely and elegant."

As he said that, Kevin deliberately showed the draft in his hand, and asked Chen Hao curiously: "There are only two minutes left before the end of the competition, Chen Hao, I don't know yours, have you finished writing it yet?"

"It's time to catch dolls, you must be very confident in yourself?" Xiu'er mocked from the side.

Wang Feng raised his wrist to check the time, coughed, stood up and said, "Okay, the competition is almost over now, both of you, take out the song you created just now."

Kevin was the first to submit his work.

His face was full of complacency, a happy expression of victory.

Chen Hao hadn't written yet, he looked at the desk next to him, then found a chair and sat down, picked up a pen, and began to "scribble" and write.Wang Feng

Seeing Chen Hao's sudden rush to write, everyone in the office expressed a look of bewilderment.

Wang Feng had already said that he would submit the manuscript, but Chen Hao only started to write at this time——

Even if it is two hundred and five, I understand, Chen Hao is just starting to write!

Now there are only the last 2 minutes left before the end of the game. It is conceivable that in the last 2 minutes, if you have to come up with a complete song, unless you are a god, any ordinary person will do it. I can't!

"Tsk tsk!"

Kevin intentionally swayed in front of Chen Hao, bent down, lowered his head, stretched his neck to look curiously, and pretended to be surprised and said: "Hey, didn't you act very leisurely just now? Why did you start writing now? Let Let me help you analyze and analyze the reason, your behavior belongs to—"

When Kevin paused, Xiu'er answered proudly from the side: "I must be scared, and now I have to hand in the work, so I was dying as a doctor, thinking of writing something casually to perfuse it, I shouldn't Are you wrong?"

When Xiu'er said this, she glanced at Meng Xingchen provocatively.

Meng Xingchen held the doll in his hands, his eyes were bent, and he smiled like a beautiful crescent moon.

"No, I believe Senior Chen, he can do it."

"Hmph!" Xiu'er snorted coldly.

Wanting to write a complete song in 2 minutes is simply impossible.

Chen Hao ignored Kevin and Xiu'er's ridicule, picked up a pen, and quickly wrote on the paper.

In the quiet office, only the sound of the nib rubbing against the paper can be heard, without the slightest hesitation or pause.

Wang Feng watched quietly from the sidelines, a hint of amazement gradually appeared in his eyes.

He himself is a famous singer and has written songs for his own albums, but every time he writes a song, he needs to think carefully about the words of each line.

But when he looked at Chen Hao, he unexpectedly found that Chen Hao was writing his own name smoothly, looking extremely relaxed.

The corners of Wang Feng's mouth gradually curled up, and he nodded in satisfaction.

Kevin noticed Wang Feng's eyes looking at Chen Hao, and his face suddenly became uglier than eating Xiang.

Seeing that Chen Hao was still using his last time to write vigorously, he continued to mock with displeasure: "Chen Hao, let me guess, what are you pretending to be writing at this time? Are you writing your own name, or are you writing Chunmian doesn't feel dawn, and you hear birds singing everywhere?"

Hearing Kevin's words, Xiu'er pursed her lips and laughed.

"Don't do these fancy moves. If you want to admit defeat, you should do it as soon as possible. After all, everyone's time here is very precious." Kevin said, raising his orchid fingers to tidy up his expensive suit twice.

(End of this chapter)