No matter whether Song Sijia was happy or not, the sequencer event opened as scheduled.
After spending several years sharpening their skills, many sequencers are waiting to win the first prize in one fell swoop and thus obtain the position of sequencer with the most advanced technology in the Red Alliance.
This involves genetic weapons, genetic fighting skills, blood agents, high-end medical treatment, etc.
Even if you get a winning prize, it means a reward worth tens of millions.
"Isn't that right? My brother didn't guarantee to win the championship at that time. He also said that people have their own strengths and weaknesses. If you get sick, you can't force yourself to compete!"
Looking at Song Sijia who looked dejected, Zhang Manqian had no choice but to persuade her.
In the past, Zhang Xuezhou did this job, but in Zhang Xuezhou's absence, she had to do this job.
"That's what I said," Song Sijia said dejectedly.
"You have said in the past that competition comes second and friendship comes first," Zhang Manqian said, "Even if we tear up the contract, how can you put aside our friendship and forcefully join another team?"
"Why!"
"If you leave us behind, then you will definitely join a strong team, and their team will also have to temporarily kick someone out. It's easy for us to talk, but the person you squeeze out will definitely regard you as an enemy in this life.
, will probably spend the rest of his life seeking revenge against you."
"It is possible!"
"Sister Song, please think more about the trouble caused by leaving us!"
"But Zhang Xuezhou..."
"Isn't it because my brother is unconscious right now? What if he wakes up and comes to compete tomorrow!"
"Why are you not in a hurry and downplaying his illness?"
"My brother had a miserable childhood. That year, the hospital mistakenly issued a medical diagnosis to him..."
Zhang Manqian played the sympathy card and narrated Zhang Xuezhou's difficult life with great sadness.
"To this day, when he falls into a mental illness, he will form a closed brain loop. He will be intoxicated in that psychological world and be unable to extricate himself until he wakes up naturally." Zhang Manqian said: "This time may be one day, or three days, or five days, or in the end
It won’t last more than seven days.”
"That is to say?"
"He may wake up in the next moment, or in two days at the latest," Zhang Manqian assured.
It was not until before the competition that Song Sijia got the real information about Zhang Xuezhou and saw Zhang Xuezhou lying in the isolation room.
Benefiting from the special nature of the Xuanshi Building and the moderate amount of interactions with each other, Zhang Xuezhou's intermittent problems were rarely discovered.
"But can we hold on until he wakes up?"
Song Sijia was a little more hopeful, but she looked at the sick Zhang Manqian in front of her, then at Wang Li who was supporting Zhang Manqian, and then at Song Fengying who was holding a video monitor for live broadcast, and she was holding a small flag to cheer her up.
Zhang Weimeng felt that this kind of team was unreliable.
If Zhang Xuezhou is not awake, this kind of team will just go in and play a round.
"Let's work harder," Zhang Manqian persuaded, "We will definitely be able to persevere until my brother wakes up!"
"well!"
Song Sijia took a deep breath.
When Zhang Manqian reached out and grabbed her right hand, a huge force then hit Song Sijia.
If Song Sijia hadn't given up her resistance with her arms, she would probably have been lifted directly into the air by Zhang Manqian.
This made Song Sijia take a breath of air.
She looked at the sick Zhang Manqian, and she didn't expect that Zhang Manqian could exert such terrifying power despite her illness.
"Wait...you are wearing makeup!"
After noticing something strange about Zhang Manqian, Song Sijia carefully studied Zhang Manqian's face.
Song Sijia doesn't like makeup, but it doesn't mean she doesn't know how to apply makeup.
After careful comparison for more than ten seconds, Song Sijia discovered that Zhang Manqian actually wore a sickly yellow makeup, even though she had been deceived.
"This is called showing weakness to the enemy," Zhang Manqian said proudly: "Then you can attack him unprepared. This is the psychological warfare my brother told me!"
"Wonderful, do you still have the foundation? You can help me put on this kind of makeup!"
Song Sijia thought about it for a few seconds and then quickly turned around.
Everyone is very competitive in the competition and wants to show their best side. How can there be Zhang Manqian's sick and sad approach.
If you don’t have enough skills, you have to put on makeup to make it up.
No matter what method you use to enter the competition, you must pass the test first and then worry about it.
Among the rules of the organizing committee, there is no provision that contestants cannot wear makeup.
Song Sijia even started to ask Zhang Manqian to put on thicker makeup so that others could not tell that she was Song Sijia.
"Your idea is more profound than my brother's" Zhang Manqian said happily.
There are very few people who follow Zhang Manqian, but there are many people who follow Song Sijia.
Once Song Sijia comes on the stage, she will definitely be treated badly by the main players if she is recognized.
But after Song Sijia changed her makeup, the probability of people recognizing Song Sijia was reduced.
As for Wang Li, Song Fengying and others, no matter whether they are wearing makeup or not, few people regard these people as onions, and whether they are wearing makeup or not is not important.
"Fengying, the martial arts conference is about to begin, so please stop broadcasting!"
Zhang Manqian and Song Sijia were thinking about putting on makeup, while Zhang Weimeng was walking back and forth in the family waiting area.
He looked at Song Fengying who kept taking pictures with the visual camera, and had to remind him after dozens of times.
"Brothers, now that I have achieved great success, I will go to the martial arts competition today," Song Fengying shouted: "Just now, the organizing members of the martial arts competition came over and asked me to prepare. When I am ready to complete the registration related matters, we will see you soon!"
After the live broadcast was paused, Song Fengying shook her head.
"You have finally reached the Blood Penetrating Realm and have the ability to heal wounds with both hands, so why don't you go and compete in a competition?" Song Fengying said.
"I can only serve as your logistics. Major injuries will be treated by Manqian, and minor injuries will be treated by me to ensure that you will not be injured in the future and affect your performance." Zhang Weimeng said helplessly: "Xuezhou said that I was not flexible and was eliminated from the field.
The probability is 100%!”
"You should go out and exercise more." Song Fengying pursed her lips and said, "As long as you follow me and practice flying like a sheep and walking over walls every day, there is nothing inflexible about it!"
"When I finish writing Swordsman, I will definitely go out of the house and practice flying sheep and walking on the wall," Zhang Weimeng promised: "But now you have to take the lead!"
The couple discussed in low voices who would play.
The final list of people entering the sequencer event has also been decided.
The couple has been riding a roller coaster in the past few months, involving the outbursts and scolding caused by the forced promotion of many of Zhang Weimeng's books, as well as the competition among live broadcast software that has sprung up in various provinces and cities after the popularity of Feiyu live broadcast.
Zhang Weimeng's book is not the best novel on Novel.com, and its ratings even tended to be average or low.
The live broadcast software built by Song Fengying and others is not indestructible, and ordinary small businesses will naturally not be able to make much waves. However, as important large companies and even large families begin to fail, the competitive pressure faced by live broadcasts is also huge.
What gave the two a little confidence was that with the help of the forced promotion of the novel and the relatively irrational inducement and reward mechanism of the live broadcast software, the Zhang family's deposits had exceeded the 50 million mark.
This is even under the premise that Zhang Manqian once again used X432 repair technology.
Compared with the huge assets of many families, their savings are obviously not enough.
But this deposit is money that the Zhang family can freely use at the moment.
If Zhang Xuezhou and Zhang Manqian are in need, the couple will buy it without hesitation.
The two have similar concepts on money, and there is no difference between the couple's attitudes toward this sequencer event.
They need to win and will do their best to win.
In a seemingly simple exchange, Song Fengying was obviously ready to go all out.