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Xuan Hongxi was shocked when he saw this message. He wanted to ask Xu Hong how to ensure the fairness of the game?

This news not only sent him a text message, but even posted it on the whole network, almost blocking all his roads.

At this time, there is probably no one else who will attack him except No.1. After all, the top three in this competition will secure the signing quota of Atlantis, and the difference is the difference in bonuses.

As far as composition is concerned, this ranking is not as fierce as stars.

Stars compete for rankings to secure fans and gain more exposure.

After all, most people in the world only remember No.1, while No.2 and No.3 are rarely remembered.

But the purpose of participating in this competition is to find a better company. They don't need rankings to expose, what they need is to speak with their works.

As long as they can write highly popular songs in the future, their worth will naturally rise.

As for the No.1...Xuan Hongxi glanced at the name, Xiang Ziming.

He searched for Xiang Ziming's name on the Internet, and found a bunch of reports, which made people dazzled, to the extent that he thought he was participating in the competition next door.

Xuan Hongxi didn't bother to look at the detailed information, so he directly asked the artificial intelligence to integrate all Xiang Ziming's information, extract some keywords, and read it again.

To sum up, Xiang Ziming looked for this person because he was good-looking, so he was known as the little prince of composition, and the number of fans on social accounts was directly three times that of Xuan Hongxi!

Xuan Hongxi couldn't help but compared the stars who participated in the singer competition next door, and found that the number of fans of the number one was even less than that of Xiangzi Ming!

After a multi-faceted comprehensive comparison, Xuan Hongxi realized - who said that a composition cannot become a star?This is the one that Atlantis will promote.

And on Xiang Ziming's social account, some self-playing and singing videos are posted from time to time, obviously this person will definitely not take the path of pure composition.

As for why you came to participate in the composition competition... probably because your singing skills are not as good as those next door.

The singing skills of the top few next door are really good, it's not bad to be able to hang Xiang Ziming up and play.

Xiang Ziming's singing skills are better than ordinary people's, it's just not out of tune.

This kind of capital is probably suppressed by the next door without even a splash, but when it comes to composing, he is a thriving one!

Most of the composition competitions are boring, and most people speak with their works. In this case, it is easier for Xiang Ziming to hype.

Since he has chosen this path, Xiang Ziming must be aiming at the first place. If Xuan Hongxi is allowed to take the first place, then he will only fulfill Xuan Hongxi after so much preparation and effort in the early stage. .

This problem is indeed not easy to solve, Xuan Hongxi felt a little strange, Xiang Ziming was just swiping tickets before, why did he suddenly come to such a trick now?

But it seems meaningless to pursue this now. He thought for a while and took a picture of his bank card balance and the contract termination agreement with Atlantis, planning to post it on social software.

After all, swiping tickets requires money, and it is said that the money required is quite a lot.

Now there are still a few people who can own a personal smart terminal. Like the original owner, there are too few people who have a difficult life and have to save money to buy a smart terminal. This is because he is full and the whole family is not hungry.

But how many people in this world are truly carefree?

Voting can only be done with smart terminals, and it would cost a lot to impress those who are not too short of money.

Thinking about it this way... Xiang Ziming couldn't bear the expense, right?

Xuan Hongxi opened the social software while thinking, and when he saw that the information and comments added up to five figures, he panicked: "Fuck, you have to hold on to the artificial mentally retarded..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the artificial mentally retarded light flickered and went out.

Xuan Hongxi: ...

He sighed and could only wait helplessly for the artificial mentally handicapped to restart. He originally thought that this time it would be the same as last time, and then it would automatically start after a while, but he didn't expect that... half a day passed.

It was the first time for Xuan Hongxi to discover the inconvenience of not having the Internet. After thinking for a while, he simply put this aside and went out to find something to eat.

Most of the small shops in the slums looked dirty, so Xuan Hongxi could only find a less dirty one to go in. Fortunately, the food here was considered cheap—compared to the teahouse where he met Xu Hong before.

While eating, Xuan Hongxi watched the people coming and going in the market. He had to say that he had rarely seen such a scene with the smell of fireworks, and he thought it was quite fresh for a while.

Thinking about it, every time he observed the people's conditions before, he saw clean streets and rich people, which formed a stark contrast with this place.

And there are more poor people in the world.

Xuan Hongxi thought for a long time and finally came back to his senses and couldn't help laughing at himself, hey, this is an occupational disease.

These things obviously have nothing to do with him, but he still can't help thinking about it, and he doesn't know how long this subconscious habit will last.

Xuan Hongxi was thinking about these things just when he was about to pay and leave when suddenly a young man in a suit and leather shoes sat opposite him and said, "Hi, I'm sent by Boss Xu."

Boss Xu?Xuan Hongxi was taken aback for a moment, then thought that it should be Xu Hong, he looked at him in surprise and asked, "What's wrong?"

He and Xu Hong had just met, why did they send someone here again?

The young man took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to him, "Boss Xu asked me to give it to you, and he also asked me to convey a word, you don't need to worry about that matter."

Xuan Hongxi glanced at the folder, which had a serial number written on it, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he saw it—this serial number represents top secret.

It seems that many things from the past are still left behind, at least the numbering method is left.

He smiled and said, "I thought you would give it to me in a more covert way."

The young man said: "People coming and going is the best way to hide."

Xuan Hongxi shook his head: "But you are not pretending, you are out of place here, didn't you notice that everyone is looking at you?"

The young man froze for a moment, and after scanning his eyes, he found that the people around him were really looking at him vaguely. The young man couldn't help but panic for a moment, then forced himself to look at Xuan Hongxi calmly and said, "My task is completed, Goodbye."

After he finished speaking, he left in a hurry, but as he was leaving, Xuan Hongxi saw someone taking a photo with a camera outside the door of the small shop out of the corner of his eyes.

He smiled as if he didn't know. Anyway, what the young man said just now meant that Xu Hong already knew about his disqualification from the competition, and he probably didn't need to worry about it.

When Xuan Hongxi mentioned the folder, he unexpectedly found that the folder was a bit heavy. After he touched it, he knew that the contents inside were not documents, or paper documents, but a temporary electronic file, which contained information. Terminal only.

He couldn't help feeling that it was fortunate that the other party didn't transmit the information directly to him, otherwise...he might not be able to receive it, after all, the artificial mentally handicapped person is still unconscious.

After he went back, he patted the artificial mentally handicapped again, but it still didn't respond at all, as if it was completely broken.

Xuan Hongxi put it down helplessly, turned to wash and prepare to rest.

And when he didn't see it, the screen on the artificial mentally retarded belly flickered, and then returned to take the opportunity.

After laying on the bed, Xuan Hongxi opened the terminal where the information was stored, and found that the information was actually double-secret.

Xuan Hongxi had to use his fingerprints and irises to open it, and he would destroy every page of the information inside after reading it.

Xuan Hongxi had an intuition that this document might be really important, but as expected, after he opened it, he found that it was the floor plan of Yue Shaojun's mansion!

When he saw the floor plan, he froze there.

He is very familiar with this floor plan, so familiar that he can know the size and height of each building without looking at it.

Because this is exactly the same as his original house, from the size to the layout, and even the data are almost accurate to the decimal point.

Xuan Hongxi looked at the floor plan, which marked the functions of each building, and even this one was almost exactly the same.

Except for those places marked with question marks, those places marked with question marks are basically underground, or Yue Shaojun reproduced the above-ground part, but expanded an underground kingdom.

According to the information, those question marks are the places that Xuan Hongxi needs to determine, to see where is the destination.

As for the method of judging the destination, there are also some listed in the information, most of which are to analyze whether there is some kind of equipment in it.

He vaguely remembered the names of those instruments as medical instruments, and he confirmed his judgment once again after using artificial intelligence to look them up.

These medical devices have one thing in common: related to basic life support of the human body.

Xuan Hongxi didn't know why Yue Shaojun wanted such a place, nor why Xu Hong wanted to find this place.

It always feels as if something extraordinary is happening.

Originally, he didn't really want to help Xu Hong find out any secrets, but now... he himself is a little curious, is it related to Yue Shaojun's ability to live for so many years and remain young?

While he was thinking about this, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the screen on the abdomen of the artificial mentally retarded man flickering, and then the bamboo dragonfly above his head suddenly appeared and flew in front of Xuan Hongxi.

Xuan Hongxi looked at the artificial mentally retarded in amazement, wondering if the program went out of order after the computer crashed, and then he saw a speech bubble popping up above the artificial mentally retarded: Welcome home, Your Excellency the Consul (づ￣3￣)づ