don't call me singer

Chapter 1682 Didn't you find that Xiaobai was playing?

It's getting dark in London, England.

On the nineteenth floor of an office building in the Financial City, people are still in a hurry.

In the office building, the heating is fully turned on, and many people's foreheads are already slightly sweating.

In the inner position separated by the glass partition, more than a dozen traders are busy.

Just like the financial industry, there are operators in the gambling industry.

Especially in the case of going out of the market, every once in a while, it is necessary to reopen a gamble, adjust the exchange rate at any time, and give people the hope of "I may win" or "I can turn the tables".

As traders in the gaming industry, they have to pay attention to the changes in the game in real time, combine the internal information investigated by some investigators, and adjust the odds at any time according to the analysis of analysts and their own intuition.

As for the competition system of the school song competition, almost every song can open a new game, plus the surrounding boards of some popular games, the complexity is enough to make people's heads dizzy.

Fortunately, now there are very modern programs and even AI that can help reduce the consumption of decision-making, making their work a lot easier.

At this time, the traders were staring at the odds they were tracking. The five or six hours of performances were coming to an end.

But everyone's heart is like a huge stone.

Although most gambles have winners and losers, in general, William Hill may be facing the biggest loss in recent years.

In another cubicle next to it, analyst Dulce Duncan and president assistant Trini Tracy silently watched the live broadcast on the big screen.

The performance was over, but the two of them remained silent for a long time.

It wasn't until someone knocked on the door that they suddenly woke up from the shock of the performance just now.

Then the two looked at each other, feeling a little unbelievable.

At work, attracted by a show?
They are used to deconstructing exciting and fierce games with indifferent eyes.

But this time, they succeeded.

"Du, the show is over, do we need to adjust the odds?" A senior trader came in.

Adjust the odds?

As the company's chief analyst, Doulce Duncan has the responsibility to give adjustment opinions at this time, and even give specific odds suggestions.

But now he has no idea what to do next.

The performance just now was another evenly matched one.

Gu Xiaobai... Will he still win?
Why are the performances on both sides so good, how does this make him judge?
Do you continue to believe in the data you collect, continue to believe in numbers?
But the previous few times, the data was wrong.

This time, can the data save him?
But if you don’t trust the data, what should you trust?

Finally, Durs took a deep breath: "Keep the original odds."

Gu Xiaobai, he can't win all the time!
Even in terms of probability, it's too low!

"Are you sure?" The senior trader asked again.

"Sure." Dulce Duncan nodded.

The trader left, and Dulce Duncan turned his head to look at the big screen not far away.

After a while, the score will come out.

Although previous strategies to manipulate the judges failed, they did not give up.

They urgently contacted some online public relations companies, preparing to influence netizens' public votes.

In terms of the ratio of input to output, this is the least economical approach, but now they have nothing to do.

After all, data can be falsified and judgments can be wrong.

Only manipulating the game is the magic weapon for invincibility.

Even at the last moment, they didn't want to give up.

only……

Can this move really work?
"Could it be another ultra-low gap to narrowly win!" Durs felt that today's matter is full of evil tricks.

He always had the feeling that he was being watched.

It was like being stared at the throat by a ferocious poisonous snake.

"No, no." Durs cheered himself up in his heart, and buried his head in the computer in front of him again.

His hot breath slowly opened a trail of frost on the window.

Sea Dragon Palace, backstage.

Tan Weiqi is grinding his fists and preparing to go on stage.

After another 10 minutes or so, the two challenges were over, and it was he who challenged Gu Xiaobai's "believe".

Moreover, he played first.

Although he used almost 100% of his strength to prepare for this game, but when he was really going to play, he still felt that his preparation was not sufficient, and there were still many areas for improvement.

However, there is no time.

Come on, Tan Weiqi, you are the best!

Tan Weiqi secretly encouraged himself.

Next to him, Ruslan, who came with the Chaiyuan Symphony Orchestra, was also silently watching Tan Weiqi.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that Tan Weiqi was...a little nervous?
Tan Weiqi, will you be nervous?
He is so strong, why is he nervous?

Admitting that Tan Weiqi was strong made Ruslan very upset.

But he had to admit that Tan Weiqi was not only very strong, he could even be said to be ridiculously strong.

Once, Ruslan felt that he was not much worse than Tan Weiqi.

As one of Tokavsky's disciples, Ruslan has always regarded Tan Weiqi as an imaginary enemy.

Before, he always felt that as long as he worked harder, he could surpass Tan Weiqi.

Just a little bit, just a little bit.

When he felt that he was about to surpass Tan Weiqi, Tan Weiqi suddenly returned to China.

And because Tan Weiqi is not in Russia, his imaginary enemy has become the "Ice Kraken" Leonard who does not deal with Tan Weiqi, and who is a bit "Southern Tanbeilei" in the industry.

Surpassing Leonard is basically surpassing Tan Weiqi.

At least he thought so.

In this Eurovision primary election, he competed with Leonard.

He attributed the loss of the competition with Leonard to the difference in popularity, after all Leonard is a singer who has debuted for many years.

But deep down, he knew that he was not as good as Leonard.

Even if Tan Weiqi said that Leonard has neglected to practice recently and his basic skills have regressed, he is still a little bit better than him.

When Tan Weiqi said that, he was still a little embarrassed.

Until he heard Tan Weiqi's live performance.

And like eating a side dish, it's so easy to use the same song to abuse Leonard.

To be honest, after watching Tan Weiqi's performance, Ruslan was shocked.

This is simply a fairy-like figure!
Tan Weiqi like this is actually afraid?
"Igor, are you... nervous?"

He looked at Tan Weiqi and said.

"Well... I'm a little nervous..." Tan Weiqi didn't shy away from it at all.

"No way, I think this Gu Xiaobai is nothing more than that, you will definitely win!"

Judging from the effect of the competition alone, it is wonderful, but... it seems that it is not enough to threaten Tan Weiqi?

After all, Tan Weiqi's previous performance opened the door to a new world for Ruslan.

Tan Weiqi smiled wryly and said, "Didn't you realize that Gu Xiaobai was playing all the time before?"

Play?
Ruslan: "????"

You call this kind of performance a joke?

(End of this chapter)