The Only Love: Rebirth of National Goddess

Half an hour is fleeting.

Ye Zhi pinned her competition card on her chest, followed the instructions of the staff and entered a relatively open studio in turn.

In such a big studio, there are even 100 desks on the stage, without any guidance. Every contestant has come to his desk according to the corresponding number.

One hundred people crowded in a venue, which was relatively crowded. Fortunately, after they were dispersed, it was not so crowded. On each person's desk, there was a square wooden frame, which had been arranged inside and was disturbed.

"It's a great honor to invite 100 top brain players from all over the country. We gather here for the only purpose, that is to decide the brain king among 100 people."

The host recorded the sound in advance, and remembered from the radio that the lights in the studio were very bright all of a sudden, and there were sweeping lights, which were passed over the players in each row, and the scene suddenly became grand and tense.

"First of all, the first step is the 100 person racing game, the traditional Chinese events, Huarong Road. We will be promoted to the top 60 players here, and the rest of the players will be eliminated!"

It was just that voice. Everyone only heard it, but the tone of the voice was totally different. In a very serious tone, the rules of the game were read out.

One hundred into sixty?

Nearly half of the people will be eliminated as soon as they come up.

No matter how good the psychological quality of these players is, they can't resist such a big impact.

On the ground, there was a whisper.

The people who are in the same dressing room with Ye Zhi are in the same row with her. As for the others, ye Zhi doesn't know them. She only sees Shi Jian and Tan Jianxiao in the first two lines.

Unfortunately, the number given to her by the program group was No. 61.

"The game is about to start, now start counting down, ten, nine, eight..."

But the recorded host voice will not stop because of the noise of the venue. It will start the countdown without giving everyone reaction time.

Ye Zhi didn't have time to think about other things, so she lowered her head at the first time. With the fastest speed, she recorded the messy patterns in her mind.

"Three, two, one"

It seems that when you hear the sound of countdown, the whole studio suddenly becomes very quiet. It is estimated that even if you drop the root array, it will become clear and audible.

Ye Zhi listen to countdown, two hands fast on the box, began to slide, each move a piece, her mind recorded image, will continue to change.

Her brain began to tell the operation, and she didn't dare to listen to the movements on her hands, and she didn't dare to pay attention to what happened to the people around her. According to her fastest speed, she was restoring the original pattern of Huarong Road.

"Player 003 - Shi Jian passed, with 59 seats left."

"Player 054 - Song Siyu passed, with 58 seats left."

"Player 023 - Yan Fei passed, with 57 seats left."

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With the sound of continuous broadcast, the players seem to be more nervous, ye Zhi also finished in a hurry, went to the exit, pressed the switch.

"Player 061 - Ye Zhi passed, with 40 seats left."

After hearing this broadcast, ye Zhi was relieved that she didn't have too much shame. She ranked 20th.

"Player 012 - Tan Jianxiao passed, with 39 seats left."

Immediately after ye Zhi, Tan Jianxiao, who was not pleased with Ye Zhi everywhere, also followed her. When she passed by, she hummed.