"Contestant Tang Ming, please proceed to table 172."
At that moment, Tang Ming's name was announced over the speakers.
"It's my turn to enter. Hopefully, you're not at table 172."
Tang Ming straightened his clothes and walked boldly into the competition hall.
After waiting for a while and confirming the other person at table 172 was named Ye Wen, Tang Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief, confident he wouldn't run into someone from his own circle.
As this batch of contestants entered, the competition entered the preparation stage.
"Are you a university student?"
Tang Ming looked bewilderedly at the middle-aged man standing in front of him, who was portly and had a face full of flesh, looking like he was in his forties or fifties.
"Is there a problem? I'm a freshman at Shande University. Do you have an issue with that?"
Ye Wende stared at Tang Ming with a righteous manner.
"Are you kidding? How old are you?"
Tang Ming asked, doubtful, staring at Ye Wende.
