Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots
Chapter 631: Is 350 useful for my sister?

Chapter 631: Is 350 useful for my sister?

Silver Fox carried a cup of scalding hot water towards Shen Zhixi; as long as he could complete this portion smoothly, Silver Fox’s test would be successfully finished.

But just as the cup of hot water neared Shen Zhixi’s face, Silver Fox’s hands, which had been steady throughout the demonstration, suddenly started to tremble, and the screen displaying facial expressions began making hissing noises as if it were encountering some strong interference.

In the second before completely losing the signal, he placed the hot cup on the table; right after that, the screen went dark, and Silver Fox’s connection was interrupted.

The scalding water on the table splashed out, with a droplet hitting Shen Zhixi’s hand, instantly blooming a peach blossom mark on the man’s pale skin, and he nonchalantly wiped away the droplet with his fingertips.

The scene was in an uproar, as Silver Fox, which was supposed to perform perfectly, suddenly made a critical mistake.

"What’s going on? Why did Silver Fox suddenly stop moving?"

"Damn it, damn it! We were supposed to win this for sure!"

"Quickly reconnect, Silver Fox!"

The audience felt disappointed, fixing their eyes on Xia Ye, who rapidly started troubleshooting at the control console.

Lu Beibei and the others also gathered around.

"Still can’t connect?"

"That shouldn’t happen, right?"

"Idol, don’t panic; we performed many tests on Silver Fox before he went on stage, such a problem could not possibly occur."

Xia Ye, unaffected, swiftly checked for the cause of Silver Fox’s abnormal performance.

Simon also found it strange, and thinking of checking together with them, he accidentally caught a glimpse of his sponsor father shaking his head slowly at him.

A shock went through Simon’s heart; could it be that Silver Fox’s failure was not a normal technical oversight?

Jiang Feng lamented with a touch of sarcasm, "That’s such a pity, how could such a big mistake happen?"

The judges exchanged looks and shook their heads, starting to score one after another.

Just as everything seemed to be coming to a close, a cool female voice transmitted through the microphone on the team’s uniform reached everyone’s ears in the venue.

Xia Ye: "It wasn’t a mistake."

The host, eager to hear the answer he wanted, immediately asked, "Xia student, what do you mean by saying it wasn’t a mistake?"

Xia Ye’s fingers rapidly tapped on the keyboard: "It wasn’t a mistake, it was human interference."

She looked up and surveyed the area around Silver Fox’s display.

Someone had placed something that would severely interfere with and block the robot’s signal reception.

Host: "Human interference?"

Whispers grew louder in the venue.

Today’s competition was between East China University of Science and Technology and Beijing University. By saying there was human interference, Xia Ye was effectively pointing the finger at Beijing University.

Jiang Feng couldn’t sit still anymore: "This is a live show, and many people are watching. Miss Xia, don’t make baseless accusations just because you can’t accept losing."

Reminded by him, the producer remembered that the show was being broadcast live, and behind the display, there were millions of viewers watching at this moment.

He hurriedly connected to the host through the headset: "Since the robot from Beijing University can’t be restored, let’s treat the display as ending early and continue with the next part of the agenda."

After speaking, he turned off Xia Ye’s microphone.

This was his reflexive action as a producer in response to an emergency.

If it were a recorded program, they could pause to understand the truth of the matter, but this was a live broadcast...

The host discreetly turned his head to confirm in a low voice, "We score just like that?"

"The live audience is waiting, just score..." The director didn’t finish his sentence when suddenly he felt a pressure on his shoulder.

Turning around, it was Dong Mao’s face, which had somehow gotten close.

He certainly recognized the man beside the sponsor father.

Dong Mao’s lips curved into an official smile: "The master asked me to deliver a message, pause the broadcast, run the advertisements."

This meant support for the little girlfriend; the producer said reluctantly, "But our program has a rule that we can’t... during a live broadcast..."

Dong Mao: "We’ll pay more."

The director took a deep breath and spoke confidently into the headset: "Pause the live broadcast! Run the ads for Jiang Jewelry! Put them on a loop!"

Turning to salute the second-floor stand as if asking for a reward, Jiang Xuan raised his teacup to him in acknowledgment.

Xia Ye rarely took her eyes off the control station, but she glanced at the second floor momentarily.

The way this man throws around his wealth is truly sexy.

Jiang Feng confirmed with the surrounding staff in disbelief, "The live broadcast is paused? For what? You don’t really believe that girl’s words, do you?"

The staff, fueled by the news of additional sponsorship, were full of enthusiasm: "Justice may be late, but it will never be absent. The live audience heard Xia student’s question just now. If we don’t clear this up, it wouldn’t be fair to East China University of Science and Technology, right?"

Jiang Feng’s temples throbbed with veins popping, but the staff’s words left him no room to argue.

Nobody in the audience objected to pausing the show; they all wanted to vindicate Goddess of the Night.