Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 329 One Vote Behind

George turned off his phone and threw it aside.

Dylan said, “Mr. George worked hard to get votes.”

Finished

Dylan, who had just slinked out of the office, was incredibly relieved he got his scolding over with. If he had been a bit later and caught in the middle of this voting mess, with George seeing those numbers and getting in a foul mood, he doubted he’d make it out of the office alive.

Everyone shifted from the intense voting battle to the forum, where they started venting their frustration at the vote–riggers. Just then, the voting results were updated again.

A vote for George.

A vote for Yves.

“This voting is crazy, an extra vote just popped up out of nowhere. Someone’s definitely stirring the pot!”

“Perfect! Nice! We, the George–Isabelle fans, are killing it!”

“Why can’t I cast my vote? Nothing’s happening. Are you guys able to vote?”

Five minutes later, the vote count was updated again

A vote for Yves.

A vote for George.

“Are they competing now? I wonder which two classmates are behind this. Must’ve cost a pretty penny!”

“Guys, let’s pool sources! We

can’t lose to them. Everyone, vote for Basketball Box godtera bebromy

to everyone!”

“I can’t vote either. I checked a few online platforms and none of them work.”

“D*mn, a simple vote has turned into this big

networks, where did they find these experts?”

They both have such extensive

discussion, the votes were

vote for

for Yves

George’s vote count went up

vote! Nice!”

everyone shifted from participants to spectators, eagerly watching to see what astronomical numbers would

anymore. The link got hacked.”

you think Mr. George knows about the voting?”

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would

rig

you accidentally told

wonder if Isabelle voted, and if so,

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Finished

held his phone. Did Mr. George rig the votes? The figures look so fake. Whoever’s doing

George’s obsessed mind, what wouldn’t he

rigging the votes was just an ordinary technician hired by the students, or

while, he couldn’t

keyboard, realising that only a few people possessed such advanced hacking abilities. It was

and tremblingly apologised to Yves. The opponent’s skills were

looked at the assistant’s screen and

team’s abilities fall

Joshua left the school, Yves’s call came through. “Sweetheart, help me boost my votes.”

“Isn’t this a bit childish?”

not about the votes anymore. It’s about

retorted, “Not my problem.”

you’re breaking

of the white–haired handsome guy

Mr. George’s fans could

lost the link. Can you

remained unchanged. At that moment, George was ahead of Yves by just one

waited nervously, the voting link disappeared

students desperately combed through the group chat but found nothing.