There were many people on the observation platform. From above, they looked down at the lonely people in the square.
It felt like the football field of the World Cup in Lin Yan's previous life, only with more people.
The comments, vulgar teasing and disdain mixed together and poured into the white jade square, completely drowning Lin Yan, Jin Hao, and Hu Ji.
Lin Yan was fine.
He had already guessed it just now, but he did not expect the Holy Fan Association to really have such a bad taste. They built such a huge square and made them watched by so many other genius seeds without knowing anything.
It was obvious that these people were all geniuses participating in the Genius Meeting.
There were some frequent comments.
"This is the standard of a pre-selection pass? I can do it too!"
"106 pre-selection passes, only 105 geniuses?"
"Don't underestimate the enemy."
