Writing History

"Boss, you can't look at him like a normal person. He might not even reach 500 points."

Wang Bingyu didn't have any animosity towards Lin Yi.

It was just that she felt that Lin Yi was a strange person. He didn't run a big business and instead raised pigs. Moreover, he didn't do it for the sake of earning money.

"Then let's wait and see."

About ten minutes later, all the equipment was ready.

The relevant staff stood behind the machines, and Lin Yi stood in the middle of the court, ready to start at any time.

Tao Cheng stood at the edge of the court and met up with Liu Hong and the others. Then, he looked at the other staff members present and said,

"Are you guys ready?"

"Ready," the clerk replied.

"Lin Yi, what about you?"

"Okay."

Tao Cheng cleared his throat. "One minute, one ball every four seconds. Every thirty seconds, the interval frequency will decrease by one second. Starting now!"