"Zuo Chenrui got a lot of things right. Perfect timing, let's use his evaluation as a starting point for our discussion!" Ye Xiu said, taking the paper from Fang Rui and lifting it in the air.
Soon afterwards, whether they came onstage the previous round or not, everyone in Demeter went to the strategy room. The always quiet, cold, and lonesome Mo Fan seemed quite eager this time. He was the first to go into the room, although his expression was as apathetic as always.
In the strategy room, everyone sat down at their own seat one after the other. After Ye Xiu came in, everyone stopped chatting.
The projection screen rolled down. Ye Xiu sat in front of a computer to the side and opened up their previous match.