After the flash marriage, it was discovered that her husband was the richest man
Chapter 343 Double Rules
Standing beside her, people will always become rustic inexplicably.
An Xin is probably the kind that people often say, you obviously don't know what's so good about her, but you just can't forget her no matter what.
However, with such a hazy statement, it seems that even if it is said, no one will believe it. 166 novels
Chi Mo simply put this idea in his heart and looked around, "Where shall we go to find inspiration next?"
"I don't know, let's go around."
Such things as inspiration are inherently illusory.
In addition, there was such an episode as Qiu Lingfei, and An Xin's mood was somewhat affected.
So after walking around outside for a long time, Chi Mo said that he wanted to find a friend who was also a contestant in the semi-finals, but An Xin didn't know him, so he went back to the dormitory first.
Sitting at the desk staring at the drawing board for a while, I really had no idea, so I simply turned on the TV in the dormitory.
Although it is a competition, it seems that there is no sense of urgency.
I don't know if it's because the time is still long, or because the game is different from what she imagined.
This game seems to be more pleasant than going to work.
Changing channels, An Xin's cell phone rang.
Tong Wan's phone call.
"Baby, isn't your game a little too easy?"
Because she was wearing a microphone, Tong Wan's voice was also included in the live broadcast room.
An Xin was bored, "I also feel that it doesn't feel like a competition? Didn't you feel like this when you participated in the competition before?"
Tong Wan rolled her eyes on the other end of the phone, "I only participated in the Mathematical Olympiad competition when I was in school, but it was just like an exam. As far as Amway is concerned, your preliminaries, semifinals, and finals should be similar to exams." ?”
"Could it be that the construction industry is special?"
Why is this game so much like a child's play?
An Xin was taken aback, "I don't know, wow, this is also the first time for me."
"Okay, how long are you going to compete?"
"The rematch seems to be a week." An Xin took out all the clay used to make the model in the rematch. Looking at the various colors, he felt a headache. "I heard that after the rematch is over, there will be a few days of rest."
"Tsk, it's been so long, your competition is a bit too weird, you're so bored that you're almost growing mushrooms."
An Xin fiddled with the movements of playing with clay, Wan Wan was right.
Isn't this competition system too weird?
She looked up at the camera installed in the corner of the dormitory, and frowned.
Could it be that there are some invisible rules that they don't know and need to discover by themselves?
An Xin regained her spirits all of a sudden, turned off the TV, and stood up, "Wanwan, I won't tell you now, I'll go and read the rules of the rematch carefully."
After hanging up the phone, she quickly ran to the auditorium where the semi-finals were assembled.
There is a sign at the entrance of the auditorium, which says the rules of the rematch.
Feel free to read one by one.
The rules are really simple, that is, design and make a model with clay according to the given theme within the specified time.
She took a closer look at those clay eyes just now, and they were so vivid that it made one's brain hurt.
It's not that those colors are not good-looking, it's just that building houses with this color is more suitable for places like children's playgrounds.
With the vague theme of "life", An Xin really doesn't know where to start with these colors.
She frowned and thought about it, her fingers unconsciously stroking the bulletin board where the rules were posted.
Then, she realized something was wrong.
After pushing hard with my fingers, I realized that the entire bulletin board was actually alive.
An Xin's eyebrows twitched in shock, and she quickly called Chi Mo.
"Mo, hurry up and come to the bulletin board at the entrance of the auditorium."
……
An Xin discovered that the bulletin board was alive.
After putting it back together, we got completely different game rules and themes.
Everyone was shocked, "So, is this the real theme of the competition?"
"I just said, the preliminaries are so difficult, how can the rematch be so simple."
"Thanks to An Xin."
"Yeah, it's all about peace of mind this time."
Su Cen stood in the crowd, looking at An Xin who was surrounded by everyone and kept praising her, with a gloomy expression on his face.
"Su Cen, what's the matter with you?" Someone noticed that her expression was not very good, so she couldn't help asking.
Su Cen shook her head, "I just think it's a bit too coincidental."
"Ok?"
Su Cen lowered his voice, and said weakly, "I don't know if I'm right or not, but... think about it, the previous theme is the most beneficial to An Xin. Rules, after the announcement, I know what I'm doing. Well, who will come back to study again? Have you thought about it?"
When she said this, several people around her felt that it made sense.
&nbssp;The look in An Xin's eyes became different.
"But it's not necessarily true. What if...it's just a coincidence." Su Cen added hypocritically after pouring dirty water on An Xin.
But this explanation, which is trying to cover up, is even more suspicious.
At least those who heard her say these words basically had doubts about An Xin.
An Xin knew nothing about this.
She was staring at the new rule topic on the bulletin board, frowning in thought.
I always feel that there is something wrong.
After keeping the new rules and themes in mind, most of them turned and left.
"Don't worry, let's go back to the dormitory too." The wind has been blowing today, it's really too cold.
This side of the auditorium was right in front of the wind. After standing here for less than half an hour, Chi Mo felt that he was about to freeze.
An Xin came back to her senses, nodded, and followed Chi Mo back to the dormitory.
Along the way, she was a little out of sorts.
After returning to the dormitory, Chi Mo rushed to the toilet as soon as he opened the door, "Don't worry, I'll go to the toilet, please turn on the heating."
"Oh." An Xin responded casually, walked to the desk and sat down, reached for the remote control, and landed her finger on the switch, but did not press it.
Why did the jury set two diametrically opposite themes?
In case no one discovers the secret of the bulletin board and only designs according to the rules announced by them, will points be deducted in the final judgment?
But they didn't remind them that there are hidden rules. Is this their own mistake, or...
An Xin was so absorbed in her thoughts that when Chi Mo came out of the toilet, she saw her sitting at the desk in a daze.
The remote control is in my hand, but the heater is not turned on.
"An Xin, what's wrong with you?" Chi Mo walked over and asked with concern.
An Xin frowned, and shook her head, "It's nothing, I just think... something else is not right."
"No? What's wrong?"
"I can't tell." An Xin frowned, "It's just a feeling."
"That must be an illusion." Chi Mo took the remote control from her hand, turned on the heater, and before the temperature in the room rose, he took off his coat and shrank into the bed, "Stop sitting there, it's so cold Go into bed, cover your brain, maybe your brain will be clear when it warms up."
Rest assured, "..."
Just... can't refute.
An Xin is probably the kind that people often say, you obviously don't know what's so good about her, but you just can't forget her no matter what.
However, with such a hazy statement, it seems that even if it is said, no one will believe it. 166 novels
Chi Mo simply put this idea in his heart and looked around, "Where shall we go to find inspiration next?"
"I don't know, let's go around."
Such things as inspiration are inherently illusory.
In addition, there was such an episode as Qiu Lingfei, and An Xin's mood was somewhat affected.
So after walking around outside for a long time, Chi Mo said that he wanted to find a friend who was also a contestant in the semi-finals, but An Xin didn't know him, so he went back to the dormitory first.
Sitting at the desk staring at the drawing board for a while, I really had no idea, so I simply turned on the TV in the dormitory.
Although it is a competition, it seems that there is no sense of urgency.
I don't know if it's because the time is still long, or because the game is different from what she imagined.
This game seems to be more pleasant than going to work.
Changing channels, An Xin's cell phone rang.
Tong Wan's phone call.
"Baby, isn't your game a little too easy?"
Because she was wearing a microphone, Tong Wan's voice was also included in the live broadcast room.
An Xin was bored, "I also feel that it doesn't feel like a competition? Didn't you feel like this when you participated in the competition before?"
Tong Wan rolled her eyes on the other end of the phone, "I only participated in the Mathematical Olympiad competition when I was in school, but it was just like an exam. As far as Amway is concerned, your preliminaries, semifinals, and finals should be similar to exams." ?”
"Could it be that the construction industry is special?"
Why is this game so much like a child's play?
An Xin was taken aback, "I don't know, wow, this is also the first time for me."
"Okay, how long are you going to compete?"
"The rematch seems to be a week." An Xin took out all the clay used to make the model in the rematch. Looking at the various colors, he felt a headache. "I heard that after the rematch is over, there will be a few days of rest."
"Tsk, it's been so long, your competition is a bit too weird, you're so bored that you're almost growing mushrooms."
An Xin fiddled with the movements of playing with clay, Wan Wan was right.
Isn't this competition system too weird?
She looked up at the camera installed in the corner of the dormitory, and frowned.
Could it be that there are some invisible rules that they don't know and need to discover by themselves?
An Xin regained her spirits all of a sudden, turned off the TV, and stood up, "Wanwan, I won't tell you now, I'll go and read the rules of the rematch carefully."
After hanging up the phone, she quickly ran to the auditorium where the semi-finals were assembled.
There is a sign at the entrance of the auditorium, which says the rules of the rematch.
Feel free to read one by one.
The rules are really simple, that is, design and make a model with clay according to the given theme within the specified time.
She took a closer look at those clay eyes just now, and they were so vivid that it made one's brain hurt.
It's not that those colors are not good-looking, it's just that building houses with this color is more suitable for places like children's playgrounds.
With the vague theme of "life", An Xin really doesn't know where to start with these colors.
She frowned and thought about it, her fingers unconsciously stroking the bulletin board where the rules were posted.
Then, she realized something was wrong.
After pushing hard with my fingers, I realized that the entire bulletin board was actually alive.
An Xin's eyebrows twitched in shock, and she quickly called Chi Mo.
"Mo, hurry up and come to the bulletin board at the entrance of the auditorium."
……
An Xin discovered that the bulletin board was alive.
After putting it back together, we got completely different game rules and themes.
Everyone was shocked, "So, is this the real theme of the competition?"
"I just said, the preliminaries are so difficult, how can the rematch be so simple."
"Thanks to An Xin."
"Yeah, it's all about peace of mind this time."
Su Cen stood in the crowd, looking at An Xin who was surrounded by everyone and kept praising her, with a gloomy expression on his face.
"Su Cen, what's the matter with you?" Someone noticed that her expression was not very good, so she couldn't help asking.
Su Cen shook her head, "I just think it's a bit too coincidental."
"Ok?"
Su Cen lowered his voice, and said weakly, "I don't know if I'm right or not, but... think about it, the previous theme is the most beneficial to An Xin. Rules, after the announcement, I know what I'm doing. Well, who will come back to study again? Have you thought about it?"
When she said this, several people around her felt that it made sense.
&nbssp;The look in An Xin's eyes became different.
"But it's not necessarily true. What if...it's just a coincidence." Su Cen added hypocritically after pouring dirty water on An Xin.
But this explanation, which is trying to cover up, is even more suspicious.
At least those who heard her say these words basically had doubts about An Xin.
An Xin knew nothing about this.
She was staring at the new rule topic on the bulletin board, frowning in thought.
I always feel that there is something wrong.
After keeping the new rules and themes in mind, most of them turned and left.
"Don't worry, let's go back to the dormitory too." The wind has been blowing today, it's really too cold.
This side of the auditorium was right in front of the wind. After standing here for less than half an hour, Chi Mo felt that he was about to freeze.
An Xin came back to her senses, nodded, and followed Chi Mo back to the dormitory.
Along the way, she was a little out of sorts.
After returning to the dormitory, Chi Mo rushed to the toilet as soon as he opened the door, "Don't worry, I'll go to the toilet, please turn on the heating."
"Oh." An Xin responded casually, walked to the desk and sat down, reached for the remote control, and landed her finger on the switch, but did not press it.
Why did the jury set two diametrically opposite themes?
In case no one discovers the secret of the bulletin board and only designs according to the rules announced by them, will points be deducted in the final judgment?
But they didn't remind them that there are hidden rules. Is this their own mistake, or...
An Xin was so absorbed in her thoughts that when Chi Mo came out of the toilet, she saw her sitting at the desk in a daze.
The remote control is in my hand, but the heater is not turned on.
"An Xin, what's wrong with you?" Chi Mo walked over and asked with concern.
An Xin frowned, and shook her head, "It's nothing, I just think... something else is not right."
"No? What's wrong?"
"I can't tell." An Xin frowned, "It's just a feeling."
"That must be an illusion." Chi Mo took the remote control from her hand, turned on the heater, and before the temperature in the room rose, he took off his coat and shrank into the bed, "Stop sitting there, it's so cold Go into bed, cover your brain, maybe your brain will be clear when it warms up."
Rest assured, "..."
Just... can't refute.
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