Future Phone – Part One

After the top 16, only three rounds of competition remained. Could Chasing Moon Shooting Star still win?

Everyone put a question mark on this issue. If not for the strength Chasing Moon Shooting Star had previously demonstrated, perhaps everyone would have replaced the question mark with a period.

“Jiuzhou Heavy Industry.” While the outside world was filled with question marks about whether Hao Yunyang could complete his creation and whether he would advance after completion, Hao Yunyang sat in front of the computer, typing “Jiuzhou Heavy Industry” into the input box, sliding the software page to find the font he considered suitable.

“For Heavy Industry, the color must definitely use a dark gold to show its momentum, and it can also form a corresponding echo with the template logo.” Hao Yunyang stared unblinkingly at the screen, muttering to himself: “Should such a steady logo be paired with a flowing font or a more conventional one?”

Alas, what could he do? His software had automatically installed thousands of fonts on his computer. Sometimes, choosing was difficult – this one looks good, that one looks good too. Looking carefully, hey, they’re all beautiful!

Time unknowingly reached 5:51. Glancing at the time in the bottom right corner of the desktop, Hao Yunyang took a light breath, closed his eyes, and casually clicked the left mouse button. There was no time left. Since he couldn’t make a decision, he’d create several font versions and leave the tangled problem to the competition judges!

Look, this is a standard prodigal son’s performance…

I will translate the text into English, following the specified requirements:

“Let’s vote by raising hands,” said the judge sitting in the first position on the left side after thinking for a moment. “Those who choose the first work, please raise your hands.”

Then he raised his own hand, while the remaining nine judges remained motionless.

“Those who choose the second one, please raise your hands.”

One judge hesitated for a moment and raised his hand, but he was the only one.

Soon, the voting reached the last judge, and the previous nine people had each chosen a different logo, resulting in a tie. Therefore, the final decision fell on this judge, and the other nine people all looked at him.

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