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Chapter 155

Chapter 155

Larry had walked in confidently, surrounded by his crew, exuding power and influence.

Those fans threatened to sue him–it could’ve been an empty threat, but with someone like Larry, who had money, it was no joke. All he had to do was snap his fingers, and his team of lawyers would make sure they were done for.

Once the room quieted, Larry smirked with his flowery shirt unbuttoned at the collar, showing off his broad, muscular chest. He casually took a seat in the front row, looking confident and flirtatious.

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He said, “If you can’t handle it, just keep quiet. Don’t go around barking like a mad dog or claim I’m bullying you when you hit a wall.”

Those fans, who were clearly insulted, couldn’t even look up.

Stanley couldn’t come up with anything that biting, so he just gave Larry a thumbs–up.

Joseph chuckled lightly, thinking the back–and–forth was childish, and then he advised, “We all paid for our tickets, so let’s keep it respectful.

“Devin, don’t make things harder for your uncle. Let everyone stay. As for the seats, forget about saving them for them. I noticed they were shouting so loud earlier–they can stand.”

Devin grinned, thinking Joseph’s insults were way sharper. It was like public humiliation.

A few minutes later, the studio was packed, and one could clearly see the different vibes of the two sides. One side had people dressed in retro pink fan outfits, holding all kinds of cheering items marked with “Blooming Rose.”

On the other side, along the aisles, there were people holding banners that read “Calvin,” But now, they looked deflated, their heads hanging low, and they seemed too embarrassed to even cheer.

Ever since they found out Quinlyn was going to be on the show, Xiomar and the others had flown in from all over. But when they arrived, they saw Quinlyn getting picked on. Quinlyn could take it, but her fans couldn’t.

“Alright, everyone. Let’s cheer for her together. Three, two, one, go!”

“Quinlyn, Quinlyn, unstoppable number one!”

“Quinlyn, Quinlyn, invincible warrior queen!”

The loud chants from hundreds of men shook the place, almost bringing the ceiling down.

they thought it was awesome, giving Quinlyn a thumbs–up. On the stage, Quinlyn didn’t quite get it,

a brief pause, when the host announced that Calvin, who came in second, was up next, it was now

the stage, but when he saw his own fans, his face turned

.eel

head back?” he said, clearly not wanting all this attention. It was his

of his female fans refused to leave. They were worried that if they did, Calvin would get picked on even more, and maybe he would have the questions

around and keep an eye on the show,

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in total. The

too tough. In the second round, one more was knocked out. And, as expected,

of the stage and staring

her intense gaze, Calvin asked, “Um,

questions

paused for a moment. “No, these

let’s try a different approach,

an eyebrow.

“We cach pick a subject for the other person, choose a book, and start from

going to improvise. But she was also very

more like an adult. It made her think of the genetic research the DigitalKey Group used to

wild. But deep down, he was eager to push himself and see just how far his abilities

parents‘ frantic head–shaking from the audience and

the team move physics and chemistry textbooks from the TV station’s

use science–based tests to score and decide the winner,” Quinlyn explained, looking to see if he had any objections. Calvin shook his head, agreeing it was

the two of them walked over to the piles of hundreds of books spread across the stage. They each picked

one on probability–both math books.

side, scratched his head, not knowing what to do next. Devin, who was standing nearby, didn’t

one was thick like a brick. Even adults would take months to this them

them were reading way faster than anyone expected. Quinlyn was flipping through pages so quickly that it looked like she was scanning them. Calvin wasn’t

minutes later, Quinlyn finished her book and

way. That’s insanely fast. Even the scanner can’t keep up with her,” someone

whisper, though they kept it low. Xiomar and the