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Su Jiajing took the note in Sheng Qi's hand, double-checked the rating results above, and his face darkened in an instant: "Is the program group making trouble again? I'll find someone to apply for access to the original voting data."

Sheng Qi lowered his eyes and let out a "hmm", took the note back from Su Jiajing and held it in his hand, staring at the rating results on it in a daze.

The people from the program team came very quickly.

Several large boxes of voting results were lined up on the floor of the lounge. Su Jiajing called a few assistants to find a whiteboard. One person tore apart the notes to read, and the other person wrote them. He stared at the side.

Sheng Qi also stood up and stared at the movements of several assistants.

Soon, the data they re-counted came out.

Combining all the data on the whiteboard, Sheng Qi's final rating is still F.

Su Jiajing frowned: "It shouldn't be, your adaptation is pretty good. If I don't take any emotional color to evaluate it, not to mention the top few, at least I can get a mid-term ranking in the rating competition. Why? It can't be an F."

Sheng Qi's eyes were fixed on the dazzling "F" on the whiteboard, and the corners of his lips were drawn into a line.

Su Jiajing flipped through the slips of paper on the floor again and again to check if the handwriting was different on each sheet, and finally said a little frustrated: "Are these audiences deaf, or are they scoring based on impressions? What about the professional judges' scoring? Can I have a look?"

Staff: "It's in the red box on the far right."

Su Jiajing's assistant dug out several judges' scores for Sheng Qi and handed them over to him.

These professional judges scored Sheng Qi fairly well, neither too high nor too low, in line with Su Jiajing's psychological expectations.If he hadn't joined the public scoring, Sheng Qi's ranking would have been in the middle.

It seems that the problem lies in the public scoring.

Su Jiajing put down the brochure, and asked Sheng Qi who was still standing there with his lips pursed: "Qi Gou, what do you say? Judging from the raw scoring data, there is no problem."

Sheng Qi glanced at the booklet in his hand lightly, then glanced at the staff standing calmly behind them, and said a few words with thin lips: "Practice room."

After speaking, he no longer looked at the raw voting data and final rating results behind him. He straightened his back, looked cold, and walked straight towards the practice room.

His flamboyant red hair flicked back and forth in the air like a handful, inexplicably making the staff behind him look silent.

After Sheng Qi left, they whispered to each other: "Has the video on the monitor been destroyed?"

"Not yet, I'll tell the technical team later. It's okay, I think they should believe it. Anyway, we didn't make too many fakes, just changed a few tickets. His grades were not in the forefront. We just helped him change his name from No.7 to No.11. At that time, try not to modify the sound of his part, and then fix the other teachers' parts, so that in contrast, the audience in front of the TV will not be able to see it. Too suspicious."

"Well, remember to find someone to destroy the recording quickly."

……

In the lounge, Su Jiajing looked at Sheng Qi who was practicing dancing with the music on as soon as he came in, put a bottle of mineral water beside him, opened another bottle, drank it, and asked, "Do you believe in the voting result?"

Sheng Qi kept moving, and the dance moves were increased to the maximum, half panting: "I don't believe it."

Su Jiajing smiled lightly: "I don't believe it either."

Seeing that Sheng Qi didn't speak, Su Jiajing continued: "What are you going to do? You can start to form a team freely for the next game. You are my buddy, and I will definitely be on your side. I will make a tailor-made first for you. How about rap?"

Sheng Qi finally stopped, took a towel from the practice pole to wipe off his sweat, and said casually: "No, save the ultimate move for last."

Su Jiajing paused for a moment: "You mean, you won't form a team with me?"

He thought about the next process arrangement, and then said clearly: "Are you afraid of delaying me? It's okay, my brother's strength is here, no matter how many times he plays, he can get a good ranking, so you can rest assured and form a team with me gone."

After the personal rating this time, the program group will sort the order of the players' appearances in the next show according to the ratings they have obtained.In order to prevent some players from colluding with players with higher ratings to mix up a good ranking for themselves, when two players form a team, the game of the player with the lowest rating shall prevail.

That is to say, if Su Jiajing and Sheng Qi were on the same team, his order of performances would change from the last one to the first one.

Sheng Qi still shook his head.

He stood up, took out a piece of paper from the jacket he took off, and handed it to Su Jiajing: "I wrote the song myself, let's see how it goes."

Su Jiajing took it casually, and said in surprise after seeing the content on the note: "When did you write it? No... It should be, when did you know how to write love songs? Don't you only know how to write rap?"

He looked at the music score written on the note and couldn't help humming a few words along with it. The melody was moving and catchy.The lyrics are also written with a special feeling, which can make people feel a sense of substitution.

Su Jiajing was even more surprised, and couldn't help but look up at Sheng Qi: "Damn it, Qi Gou, when did you go to the School of Love for further study?!"

Sheng Qi pulled back the music score, squinted at him, looked at the content of the lyrics, his ears were slightly red, and said softly: "I wrote it last night."

In fact, this song was almost written before I came to record the show, and most of it was written with the inspiration I found when I lived in the same room with Huo Yan.After confirming that he really liked Huo Yanzhi last night, he made a small change to the lyrics, changing a love song with a more ambiguous style to make a confession more meaningful.

Sheng Qi made a few marks on the music score: "There are only two days of practice time, let Xiao Zhao help me find a piano practice room later."

Su Jiajing was taken aback for a moment, feeling like he was going to use up his year's surprise value tonight.

"Didn't you say you would never play the piano again?"

"Different."

"What's the difference? Aren't they all bombs?"

The corners of Sheng Qi's mouth twitched slightly: "This is for him."

Su Jiajing rolled his eyes: "Okay, I don't have to guess who the song was written for. You are really a person, or you don't have a heart and are like a fairy, and only care about your career. If you like someone, go with sticky It’s like a human’s little milk dog, that greasy, hey, disgusting.”

"But..." Su Jiajing smiled wretchedly, not at all looking like a sunny man in front of the screen, and leaned next to Sheng Qi, "I just like to watch this kind of face-slapping scenes. Don't the show crew like to mess around?" , you put out a big move in a blink of an eye, it will be more refreshing and exciting."

Sheng Qi raised his eyebrows: "I am also looking forward to their reaction."

In the Mecha Academy, Huo Yanzhi met You Yingmeng just after he got out of the dean's office.

After the embarrassment last time, both of them had a meal. For a while, the corridor was quiet, and no one spoke first.

Huo Yanzhi turned his head to the side first, and walked forward without looking sideways.

You Yingmeng called him suddenly: "Huo Bo."

Huo Yanzhi's footsteps stopped, but he didn't look back.

You Yingmeng saw that he was so indifferent no matter how attentive he was, and suddenly felt a little envious of his partner.She walked quickly to Huo Yanzhi's side, and said with a trembling voice: "I have sorted out the questionnaires that I went to the orphanage with you last time, and made a data report and sent it to your communication number."

Huo Yanzhi took out his portable optical computer from his pocket, glanced at the document he just received, and replied blankly: "Got it, thank you."

The anticipation in You Yingmeng's heart dimmed a little bit, she gritted her teeth and said, "Also, I want to withdraw from this project."

Huo Yanzhi: "Oh."

Seeing that he still didn't respond at all, You Yingmeng instantly stopped the desire to continue talking, saved some last face for herself, turned and left the corridor.

After she left, Huo Yanzhi imported the data received just now into his optical brain to start calculating the model, and then continued to move forward with the optical brain in between.Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, I ran into someone again.

Also a bit familiar.

Huo Yanzhi frowned, thinking that this person seemed to be Qiu Ya who came to him to ask questions after he discovered new materials last time, that person who was called "heterogeneous" by everyone just like himself.

Seeing that Huo Yanzhi noticed him, Qiu Ya smiled shyly: "Huo Bo, I have something to do to delay you for a few minutes."

The expression on Huo Yanzhi's face could not be seen ups and downs, and his tone was cold and authentic: "What's the matter."

Qiu Ya handed Huo Yanzhi a blueprint, adjusted his black-rimmed glasses, and explained: "Last time I saw that you had been redrawing the blueprint in the office area. It seems that there is something wrong with the blueprint design. I have a copy here. The mecha model structure diagram I drew at random has not been submitted yet, so I don’t know if you can use it or not.”

It was probably the first time to do this kind of courteous thing, he was full of embarrassment, and pointed out a few places for Huo Yanzhi: "They are all small things, I think about them when I have nothing to do, take a look, Take it if you need it."

Huo Yanzhi spread out the drawing given by Qiu Ya, and was stunned for a while.

The cost of materials has always exceeded the limit before, because many small places are not well constructed and materials can be reduced.But if he built it according to Qiu Ya's method, he could save at least 3/1 of the materials.

Moreover, Qiu Ya's idea was unique, he didn't mention the remuneration in one sentence, and he was not afraid of being plagiarized, so he just handed it to himself.

This shows that he trusts himself very much.

Huo Yanzhi held the stack of blueprints, looked down several times, and suddenly said, "Do you want to work on the project with me?"

A look of joy flashed across Qiu Ya's eyes, and he hurriedly said, "Of course! I don't need to pay me any money, as long as I can learn from you."

Huo Yanzhi is the youngest person among several scientific research experts, and the future is promising. Being able to work on projects with him is an opportunity that many people can't get with money.

After making an appointment with Qiu Ya for the next experiment, Huo Yanzhi finally returned to the office area.

Now that the biggest problem with his mecha has been solved, all he has to do is wait for the samples to come out.

He locked up a stack of blueprints and drove the mech home.

When he entered the door, Huo Yanzhi subconsciously looked at the sofa in the living room. After seeing that the living room was still the same as when he went out in the morning, and there were no scattered game discs or scattered Lego particles, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

The house is empty, and no one is making noise in his ears, which will affect his early sleep.

It was obviously the days he was used to before, but Huo Yanzhi was inexplicably not used to it.

He silently counted the days until he entered the group in his heart.

While counting, Huo Yanzhi's communicator rang.

It's a strange call.

Huo Yanzhi didn't know this communication number, and let it ring persistently for several times before finally answering it.

As soon as it was picked up, a familiar male voice came from the communicator: "... Huo Yanzhi."

Huo Yanzhi was taken aback, took a look at the communicator, and after confirming that it was an unfamiliar number, he returned to the receiver: "Sheng Qi?"

"it's me……"

Huo Yanzhi's eyebrows moved slightly, but his tone remained calm: "What's the matter?"

The communicator fell into silence.

However, the screen of the communicator still shows that the call is in progress.

Finally, Sheng Qi coughed lightly, as if trying to hide his embarrassment, and asked in a low voice, "What did you eat tonight?"

Huo Yanzhi replied blankly: "You called me five times, just to ask me what I had for dinner tonight?"

"It's not all..." Sheng Qi looked at Xiao Zhao who was standing at the door, and suddenly felt blessed, "That's it."

"I forgot a Lego. I haven't slept well these days. Can you bring it here for me?"

His tone was so serious that Xiao Zhao, who had seen him sleeping with his pillow on the side, almost believed it.

The author has something to say: Hahahaha, the thread buried a long time ago is revealed in this chapter, little brother Huobo +1, career line upupup

感谢在2020-02-0222:48:00~2020-02-0322:20:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thank you to the little angel who threw the grenade: you got one in trouble;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Forget Yu Yi 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of forgetting Yu Yi; 8 bottles of Xi Yueyu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!