"Dongdongdongdong--"

At 8 o'clock in the morning.

A rapid knock on the door sounded.

He Xiao woke up from his sleep, looked up at his watch, and then turned over and sat up from the bed with a trembling heart.

"Here you come!"

Today is the day when the quarterfinals 64 knockout rounds began. Because I was thinking about checking the rankings of the official website last night, I slept a little late and encountered insomnia again. As a result, I accidentally slept a little and stood there.

Fortunately, the little assistant Bao Yuanyuan helped him watch. If she hadn't knocked on the door, He Xiao would have to sleep for at least half an hour before he could wake up.

He hurriedly opened the door, and He Xiao turned around without stopping and entered the bathroom to wash. Bao Yuanyuan stood at the door with her head down and her clothes in her arms. Without changing her shoes, she stood quietly waiting for He Xiao to clean up.

Her task is to deliver clothes and then help He Xiao get some things. As for the styling, she doesn't need to take action at all.

Because He Xiao knows how to design himself, he has never troubled others and has to rely on himself to do it.

In addition, he is familiar with his face, so he knows the best where he should be trimmed and where he should not be trimmed, but this saves him a lot in terms of time.

At 8:20, He Xiao not only finished washing up, but also blew his head.

"Teacher He, the competition has 40 minutes left, and we don't have much time left."

Bao Yuanyuan looked at the watch and urged him with some concern.

The hotel is very good and not far from the Paris Opera House. It is just a ten-minute drive away. However, now the competition is open and there are often traffic jams on the road, so it is a bit unsure.

"It's okay, it's too late, we're not the first to play."

He Xiao patted her little shoulder, comforted her with a smile, then closed the door and walked downstairs.

On the busy streets.

The stone sledgehammer honked from time to time, flexibly shuttled through the traffic, and finally arrived in front of the Paris Opera House twenty minutes later.

At this time, many contestants had just entered the field, and the time was right, not bad.

He Xiao learned to be smart this time. He wore a mask, hat, sunglasses and covered his whole body tightly. Not to mention European and American journalists who were not familiar with him, even if the Chinese paparazzi came, they might not be able to recognize him.

He walked into the venue without being harassed all the way, and He Xiao took off his disguise, sorted out his clothes, and stepped into the performance hall on the second floor.

After finding your own seat, I immediately looked over with curious eyes.

Today is the first day of the PK competition. The 64 players present matched randomly, and everyone hoped that their opponent was a soft persimmon.

He Xiao ranked fourth in the official website rankings. For many players, he is definitely one of the opponents he least wants to meet.

This situation also made He Xiao a little helpless. This is the game. Most of the hostility and vigilance of everyone came from the more powerful people.

Time passed, and Carol was late and sat in front of He Xiao in the first ten minutes of the competition.

The director of the competition finally determined the operation of the machine, and the host Kami also took the stage.

The audience was filled with seats.

Ten judges sat around the piano.

The same stage effect as usual, with several incandescent lamps falling from the sky and shining in the center of the stage.

Kami muttered the lines before the start of the competition, and the information of all the contestants was constantly scrolling on the large screen temporarily built behind.

"All music lovers around the world who watch live broadcasts, this is the scene of the most authoritative and professional top piano event in the world - the Isabella Cup. I am Kami!"

"After the fierce competition in the last episode, the semi-finals of 64 were born on our stage. From today on, our sixty-four contestants will challenge each other to determine the final winner!"

"For the fairness of the game, this knockout round has been adopted as anonymous duel. Each player can choose a mask and code name in our mask Curry, and has been called by code since then. Except for the eliminated person, only the champion can reveal the face!"

Kami introduced the rules on the stage, and in the first row below the stage, under the guidance of the staff, all the contestants began to walk towards the backstage.

The camera immediately gave a panoramic lens.

He Xiao was mixed in the crowd and was walking backstage.

He knew the rules of this anonymous game.

The purpose is to ensure the absolute fairness of the event.

Because humans have weaknesses, even if they are jointly organized by ten prestigious schools and all the judges are professor-level figures, they are not saints after all and cannot be indifferent to interests.

After all, the right to advance is in the hands of the judges, which will inevitably cause some powerful contestants to bribe.

Therefore, after the PK competition system begins, the organizers of the Isabella Cup will isolate the judges and contestants, and during the period, all communication equipment, including all communication equipment, will not be distributed until the end of the competition.

On the other hand, the contestants need to disguise themselves before they can compete, so that the judges cannot recognize who is who, and there is no way to say anything indifferently.

It is precisely because of the rigorous and thoughtful idea of ​​the organizer of the competition that the fairness of the Isabella Cup is famous all over the world.

He Xiao followed everyone into the backstage, then lined up to enter a secret room.

There are thousands of masks in the secret room. The staff will randomly choose five and put them in front of the contestants, and then ask the contestants to choose one they like to bring with them. This process completely eliminates the situation where the contestants and judges discuss what masks to wear in advance and get loopholes.

The cameraman next to him recorded all this scene into the camera and broadcast it live to audiences around the world.

Of course, the picture after entering the secret room cannot be announced. At that time, no one except the contestant himself knows the other party’s identity.

When it was He Xiao's turn, it was already twenty minutes later.

He entered the secret room, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked around.

This is a room of about 30 square meters. It is filled with shelves and has various masks on it, with a total of thousands of them.

A staff member appeared next to him and took five of them casually and placed them in front of He Xiao.

"Mr. He, please choose a mask and code name for yourself."

"OK."

He Xiao nodded and glanced at these five masks one by one.

Some are green goblin shapes.

Some have demonic looks with hell.

There are two other monsters that seem to be in the same way, both with horns.

Which one should I choose?

He Xiao touched the palm of his hand and found that there was one under the four masks.

When I pulled it out from below, my eyes suddenly lit up.

This is a Chinese-style mask, with a very beautiful face in Peking Opera, or a red one.

The blue-faced Dou Erdun robbed the horse, and the red-faced Guan Gong fought against Changsha...

The red face corresponds to the black face, which represents a positive image of loyalty and courage.

"That's it!"

As a Chinese, He Xiao couldn't choose a goblin with a Chinese-style mask.

So without any suspense, he picked up the red face mask.

Wipe the dust on it, He Xiao registered his code name with the staff—
Chapter completed!