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Chapter 1109 The sound of rain

The audience began to guess in groups of three or three.

Although no one can see what the contestant looks like, they can choose to hear the sound effects brought by each contestant's room.

This design is very user-friendly and very reasonable. They can click a button at will and then listen to the sounds in a certain room.

The keyboard sounds in Room 7 seem to be the fastest, crackling and crackling.

Room 6 seems to be not that fast, the slowest room is a room on Room 13.

No. 13 means no, that is a foreign law.

The Dragon Clan Rao Fa, No. 14 is the worst number. If possible, no one will choose No. 14.

Through the sound of the keyboard, almost everyone agreed that the contestants in the No. 13 box were the slowest players.

The contestant in Room 7 was the fastest player. He typed very quickly, but the sound was not very loud. Many people speculated that the contestant should be a woman.

Of course, some people speculate that the person is Kang Hui. When a speed meter reaches a certain level, his hands will not slap the keyboard desperately like a novice, but will be distracted at once, without any effort.

At this moment, the host began to wave to the forty people below.

The forty or so people each walked towards everyone with a book, which contained the introduction of all the contestants.

It was not until this moment that the outside world and the audience who watched knew who participated in the competition and which room was which person.

I have to do a lot of confidentiality in this competition, and only the Dragon tribe can handle this matter. No country or region or race can handle such a strict competition.

After everyone got a copy of the competition guide, everyone began to see who the person in Room 7 was.

Surprisingly, the person in that room was really Kang Hui and not a woman.

As a big man, Kang Hui is 8 feet tall and has a very high military power. Although he has profound literary attainments, he is not a typist. How could his control reach such a good level? Is this guy the winner of this game?

"There are 7 minutes left, and you can still place bets now." The host reminded.

Of course, at this moment, Kang Hui has become a popular neighbor. His odds have reached 9 and 10, which means you have invested 90,000 yuan. If he is really Kang Hui, you can get a return of 100,000 yuan from the bookmaker.

In sharp contrast, there is another room, that is, the man named Wufuan in Room 13. Its speed is a little slower than it can occasionally hear a click.

Ufuan's odds are only 300 per loss. Even so, no one buys that person to win.

No one is optimistic about him at all. He has already lost 100. Even if his literary level is very high and his word composition speed is very fast, but his typing speed is so slow, he will lose very miserably.

On the seat, there was a white-haired old lady listening quietly, sometimes flirting, sometimes showing her face, sometimes sighing, sometimes smiling, next to him was a young woman, who looked about 29 years old.

"Grandma Hua, what did you hear?" the woman said respectfully.

"I heard the voice of deciding to showdown of the masters."

"Is yours in Room 7?" said the woman.

"Min is the one from Room 13." said the old lady, her expression was extremely serious.

"What, you can't hear it wrong, the typing frequency in that room is too low, almost the lowest frequency among all contestants." said the woman.

"No, in fact he is the fastest man."

"How can I see it?" The woman was stunned.

"What did you hear?"

"I basically didn't hear anything, but I heard a slight sound of typing on the keyboard after a few seconds." The woman said.

"Hahahahahaha, Guizhi, Guizhi, you have been with me for three years. As my health care doctor, have you brought the tools?" The elderly man.

"What?" The woman named Guizhou was a little confused and didn't know what the elderly wanted to express. What tools should they bring? Is it a medical tool? Obviously this is what he meant. As his health care doctor, he should bring some commonly used medical devices.

In Zhang Guizhi's box, he did carry some medical devices with him.

"Guizhi, take out the stethoscope." The old man said mysteriously. Looking at his rich expression, he could tell that their relationship was very different. Because the old man had been sitting there upright, very stylishly, and he looked like a character at first glance.

"What did you ask me to do with this?" Zhang Guizhi said. Her name did not use you, but instead used you, which further highlighted that their relationship was extraordinary.

This old man is indeed a very powerful person. He is a dragon race and lives in Zhonglu. He is a big entrepreneur and a great philanthropist. He is Wang Dana, who is famous on earth. Yes, his name is no different from the farmers on the rural land ditch. However, this name is a very powerful name abroad. Everyone knows it and everyone knows it. His field involves two aspects of real estate and medical care. Each aspect is very large and very successful. Moreover, Wang Dana is also a master warrior. No one knows how dignified his martial arts are, but he never hires a bodyguard. According to his, he is kind and has no enemy, so he can't use any bodyguard at all.

But the experts only know how many enemies he has and how powerful those enemies are. What makes people feel strange is that he has never been hit by a dark shark once and has not been actually made up by others. The reason is already revealed, he is a powerful warrior.

"Every time I treat myself as a big shot, mysterious, just tell me." Zhang Guizhi was a little unhappy, but she just looked coquettish and looked even more cute.

Zhang Guizhi took out the stethoscope obediently.

"You put the stethoscope on the tablet, click 13, and then you can hear some different sounds." Wang Dana stretched out his hand and gently touched her hair.

Zhang Guizhi shook her head and put the stethoscope on the tablet computer.

The audio of synchronous live broadcast in those rooms was playing on the tablet computer, and Zhang Guizhi obediently clicked 13.

She tentatively brought the stethoscope to her ears, which was a very dangerous action. Because the stethoscope in the 26th century was very sensitive, the volume was expanded to about 30 times, and she could more accurately hear the beating of the human heart, the flowing sound of blood and some other sounds.

If a huge sound occurs inside the tablet, Zhang Guizhi's ears may be deaf.

When he brought the stethoscope to his ear, he did hear a different sound.

"Crash, crash, crash, crash." The sound of raindrops was like a sound of raindrops, but it was ridiculed by the sound of raindrops, and it was like the sound of hail hitting the car.

"(⊙o⊙)Wow!" Zhang Guizhi suddenly screamed in surprise, and then he touched the stethoscope. Wang Dana's expression did not change at all, as if everything was under control. Zheng

After Zhang Guizhi stared at Wang Dana, she couldn't believe the sound she had just heard. She picked up the stethoscope again and placed it on her ear to confirm.

"Hey, is that typing? It's denser than hail, almost reaching the rate of raindrops falling on the car. It's definitely not a pair of hands, but more than a dozen hands are moving at the same time." Zhang Guizhi was shocked and her face looked like earth.
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