Zhou Siming's face showed a hint of confusion, "Why?"
Chu Shanhe said with a gloomy face, "It's not because Du Zihang is my nephew that I favor him, but because he truly has the strength to take first place. He wrote a range for that medicinal ingredient because he felt sure of his victory and got careless."
"As for the time, Zihang could also have finished the appraisal within fifteen minutes. He just followed the competition rules more strictly than Lu Chuan, insisting on waiting until one hour had passed."
"Therefore, I think we should let them compete once more to decide the first place."
Zhou Siming looked utterly puzzled, "But this Du Zihang is obviously not as good as…"
One of the judges hurriedly tugged at Zhou Siming and said with a smile, "Family Head Chu is right, the abilities of the two are evenly matched; there really should be another round of competition."
The other judges echoed one after another.
Zhou Siming frowned, clearly very dissatisfied with their view.
