Forty-six?
Everyone was stunned, frantically searching to see which booth was number forty-six.
"That's amazing, they actually made it directly to the finals."
"Who is this number forty-six, where did they come from?"
Tang Jiaojiao exclaimed in astonishment.
Then, she widened her eyes.
"It seems we are number forty-six!"
Liu Moxue nearly screamed.
The surrounding people also looked at them in shock.
"They are the forty-sixth!"
"It's the team from the Medical University."
"Incredible!"
Many people crowded over, looking at the number on the booth, and exclaimed in awe.
Song Bing's brows were tightly furrowed, his face an iron blue.
"This is impossible, they must have cheated."
"There has never been such a precedent in the history of the competition."
He said, not convinced.
At that moment, the crowd parted, and several elderly men slowly walked over.
The leader was an old man dressed in a Tang suit, his temples grizzled yet bearing a remarkable presence.