As the team members eagerly looked over the available positions, Professor Tang couldn't help but think about his star player, Zayn. He was confident that Zayn would take on the role of the main attacker and captain, which he knew would be an excellent fit for him."Zayn is a skilled player, and I'm sure he'll choose the main attacker position. He has the talent and leadership skills to guide the team to victory," Professor Tang thought to himself, watching as Zayn carefully considered his options.However, to Professor Tang's surprise, Zayn's gaze lingered on the midfielder position for a moment before moving to the main attacker. This caught the professor's attention, as he had always seen Zayn as more of a forward player."Interesting. I wonder if Zayn is considering the midfield position instead. It's not a role I would have expected him to choose, but perhaps he sees something in it that the rest of us don't," Professor Tang mused, watching as Zayn weighed his options."I could
As the team members discussed the game techniques, Zayn sat in the corner huddled over his notebook, carefully revising his notes. He knew that success in this tournament would require every team member to be at their best, and he was determined to do his part.Suddenly, the speaker in the room crackled to life, startling the group. "Attention everyone," a voice boomed, "the results of the presentations are about to be announced."The team members all paused their conversations and turned their attention to the speaker, their hearts beating a little faster with anticipation. They had put in so much hard work and effort into preparing for this tournament, and the results would determine if all of it was worth it.As they waited with bated breath, Professor Tang cleared his throat and gave the team a reassuring smile. "No matter the outcome, you all should be proud of the effort you put into this project. Now let's wait and see how we did."As if on cue, everyone's eyes fixated on t
The atmosphere was electric with excitement as they had just heard the news that they had bagged the first runner up position. Amidst the commotion, Zayn Sultan stood there with a satisfied grin on his face. He knew he had done a great job and he didn't associate himself with failure. He had put in a lot of effort to ensure that their presentation was perfect and his hard work had paid off. He was proud of himself and his team, and he knew that they would continue to excel in the upcoming rounds.Professor Tang beamed with pride, "You guys did an amazing job. I knew you had it in you all along." He turned to Zayn, who had been quietly observing the room with a small smile on his face, "And Zayn, you were amazing up there. I'm so proud of you."Zayn's smile widened, "Thank you, Professor. I'm just glad I could help." His heart swelled with pride as he looked around the room, knowing that they had surpassed their own expectations and had made history for their school.As the stude
As Zayn mentioned the names of the four professors, the audience erupted in a continuous thunderous applause, clapping and cheering as the four professors stood up from their seats, beaming with pride.The audience could sense the importance of those names, and they knew that they must have played a significant role in the creation of the game. The professors who were watching the live stream from AUE felt their hearts beating faster and couldn't help but shed a tear of joy, feeling proud of their colleagues and students. And as they waited anxiously for Zayn to continue. Suddenly, one of them exclaimed, "I never thought I would see the day when our students would achieve such greatness."The other professors were filled with an unprecedented sense of anxiety and anticipation as they watched the live stream, waiting to hear what Zayn would say next about the four professors."What is he going to say next?" One of them asked while the others shushed him, wanting to hear every word th
He couldn't bear the thought of ruining someone's future, even if they had made a mistake. Zayn knew that there were ways to handle the situation without resorting to public exposure, and he was determined to find a way to make things right on his own terms.He then turned to face the audience and continued, "We don't want to point fingers or make anyone feel bad. We just want to focus on the positive and celebrate the success of our game." Finally, the audience cheered and clapped in admiration of Zayn's character and professionalism."Lastly," Zayn said, his eyes scanned the audience, searching for the right words to leave a lasting impression. After a moment of contemplation, he cleared his throat and spoke with conviction."Before I go, as an answer to the third question, I want to give a shout-out to my mentor in the tech field currently, in the person of Professor Tang. He's been instrumental in shaping my career and I couldn't have come this far without him." He said, feelin
Zayn remained humble as he tried to divert the attention away from himself, but little did he know that his efforts were in vain. The more he tried to push the spotlight away, the more it seemed to gravitate towards him, like a moth to a flame.As he shifted uncomfortably where he stood, Zayn could feel the eyes of the audience fixed upon him. He could sense their admiration and respect, and it made him feel both honored and uneasy at the same time. Despite his attempts to blend into the background, his calm and alluring demeanor only served to draw more attention towards him.The irony of the situation was not lost on him, and a wry smile crossed his face. "It's funny," he thought to himself, "the more I try to avoid the spotlight, the more it seems to find me." But deep down, he knew that his achievements were a result of hard work and dedication, and he couldn't help but feel proud of himself. As the last male student finished his speech and the applause faded, the judges and
"I have to agree with my colleague here. This game could be the next big thing and we would hate to see it go to waste." Another investor addedProf. Saeed: "We appreciate your interest, but we have to think about the welfare of our students. They still have a long way to go in their studies and we wouldn't want them to be distracted by offers like this."The first investor chimed in, "With all due respect, Professor, our offer isn't just for your students. We're also interested in the game itself. We believe it has a lot of potential and we're willing to invest in it."Prof. Khan: "I understand your point of view, but we believe that the game should remain in the university for now. Our students have put a lot of effort into it and we wouldn't want to see their hard work go to waste."Another investor scoffed, "Come on, Professors, we understand the students are still studying, but this game is incredible. Don't be naive. We both know that this game could make a lot of money out in t
The other students crowded around, eager to hear what had happened. "What did they say, Zayn?" one of them asked.Zayn shook his head, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Sorry guys, top secret information. You'll have to wait until the school makes its decision."The other team members groaned in disappointment while one of them chuckled. "Anyways, it's like we're some sort of hot commodity now," he said.Zayn just grinned victoriously as he turned to leave. Walking away, he couldn't believe how brazen the investors were, attempting to take advantage of a group of young students. However, he couldn't help feeling a sense of satisfaction. He had not only won the competition, but he had also shown that he could handle himself in a tough situation.Just then as the UAE team was being escorted out of the room for a recess, a voice boomed through the speakers, announcing the much-awaited gaming competition chart. The other competitors turned to the stage with eager anticipation, waiting t
The board members exchanged puzzled glances, struggling to comprehend Zayn's sudden divergence from their expectations. The air thickened with anticipation as they yearned for a deeper understanding of his motives.In a surprising turn of events, Zayn shifted the spotlight to his elder brother, Khalid, whose eyes glistened with a mixture of gratitude and remorse. Zayn's voice softened as he introduced Khalid as the most suitable candidate for the CEO position.Zayn's voice carried a firm resolve as he continued, offering his unexpected proposal. "I believe Khalid is the right candidate for the CEO position. His exceptional skills and experience make him the ideal leader to guide the Sultan's Empire towards a prosperous future.""I have faith in his abilities and his dedication to the success of Sultan's Empire," Zayn added, his words filled with genuine support and forgiveness. "He has proven himself capable, and I believe he will lead this company to new heights."The room fell into
However, as he approached Khalid, he sensed a distinct cold shoulder, a barrier that prevented any immediate confrontation. In his thoughts, Zayn contemplated the complexities of their relationship, knowing that their issues could not be resolved in a single conversation.Zayn's thoughts raced, filled with a mixture of frustration and longing. "Why is Khalid shutting me out? Can't we find a way to bridge this divide between us? We're brothers, after all." He couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment, realizing that their strained relationship would require time and effort to heal.Meanwhile, Khalid's mind was clouded with conflicting emotions. "How can I face Zayn after all this time? Our past grievances have left deep scars, and it's easier to keep my distance. But deep down, I still care. I just don't know how to reconcile the conflicting emotions within me."As the two brothers left the scene together, a palpable tension hung in the air. Their unspoken thoughts echoed, a si
Amidst the chaos, the blaring sirens of approaching police vehicles pierced through the commotion, cutting through the tension-filled air. A collective sigh of relief swept through the room as the guests realized that help had finally arrived. Conversations erupted in murmurs of gratitude and appreciation, blending with the chaotic energy of the moment.One voice, filled with relief, exclaimed, "Thank goodness the police are here! I never thought I'd be so grateful to see those flashing lights."Another guest, speaking softly to his companion: "We can breathe a little easier now. The authorities will take control of the situation and ensure our safety."Officer Harris, the commanding officer leading the police force, barked out orders, his voice carrying an air of authority. "Secure the premises! Apprehend the criminals and ensure the safety of all guests!"Whispered conversations filled the room as guests leaned in closer to their companions, sharing their thoughts and emotions."I
Inside the auction hall, the murmurs among the guests swelled with concern and curiosity. "What's happening?" one whispered, his voice filled with worry. "This is getting out of hand.""Do you think they'll be alright?" another asked, her tone laced with genuine worry. "And do you think we are safe because I'm a little bit scared?" The once glamorous event had transformed into a scene of suspense and unease."I just feel we should calm down and hope nothing happens after now. Agitating will only cause us more harm than good." A companion responded, her voice filled with calmness and fearlessness.Meanwhile, the virtual space continued to crackle with anticipation as viewers hastily typed their thoughts and emotions into the livestream comment section. "Oh my goodness, what is happening?" one viewer exclaimed, his words appearing in a flurry of text. "I can't believe this twist! Will Zayn and Khalid be able to escape?" another comment questioned, punctuated by a string of anxious emo
The livestream page buzzed with a flurry of comments, the virtual audience captivated by the unfolding events. As the revelation that Zayn was Lord Z spread like wildfire, the comment section exploded with reactions, both shocked and intrigued. One of the users exclaimed, "No way! Zayn is Lord Z? My mind is blown!" Another user expressed disbelief, "I never saw that coming! This is crazy!" While another user poured out her thought into the comment section, "Wait, so all those rumors were true? Zayn is the infamous Lord Z?" Amidst the virtual chaos, Twitter experienced an overwhelming surge in activity, unable to handle the sudden influx of tweets and crashing under the weight of the online frenzy. Hashtags related to Zayn and Lord Z flooded the trending section, dominating the digital landscape. One other user remarked, "My timeline is exploding! Zayn just broke the internet!" Another user chuckled, "Twitter can't handle the truth! Zayn as Lord Z is the plot twist of the cent
Cameras clicked discreetly as reporters positioned themselves to capture the grand entrance of Lord Z. They exchanged excited glances, knowing that this unexpected appearance would make for a compelling story.Zayn's mind raced with questions, his brows furrowing as he contemplated what the man was saying. "Why would he want Lord Z to make an appearance at this auction? What could be the purpose behind it?" he pondered silently.The room fell into a hush, all eyes fixated on the stage. The anticipation grew palpable, the air heavy with expectation. Reporters adjusted their lenses, eager to capture the moment when Lord Z would step into the spotlight.However, much to the guests' surprise and disappointment, no one rose from their seats. Confusion washed over the attendees, their faces portraying a mixture of bewilderment and frustration."What's going on? Is this some kind of a ruse?" murmured a guest, his voice laced with suspicion.The man on stage, undeterred by the crowd's react
Khalid couldn't hide his satisfaction as he observed Zayn's discomfort under Shaquille's piercing gaze. "Let's see how he squirms this time," Khalid thought, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. But his expression quickly shifted when Zayn confidently answered the question, leaving Khalid both surprised and slightly unnerved.As the meeting drew to a close, participants started to disperse, their minds abuzz with thoughts of the upcoming auction. Khalid couldn't help but approach Zayn, a hint of curiosity in his voice. "Impressive, Zayn. I must admit, I didn't expect you to have the answer," he remarked, his tone laced with a mix of surprise and admiration.Zayn smiled modestly, his gaze focused on Khalid. "Well, I believe in being prepared," he replied, his voice calm and composed.Days passed, and the much-anticipated day of the auction finally arrived. Zayn's uneasiness remained persistent, gnawing at the back of his mind. Salim, who had been diligently investigating th
As Alina poured herself into the intricate web of organizing the auction, an underlying sense of anticipation lingered. The attendance of Lord Z at the auction held the promise of unraveled mysteries and long-awaited revelations.She declared, "The time has come to bring light to the shadows, to unlock the secrets that lie within. This auction will mark the turning point in my quest for knowledge and discovery. And I won't rest until every mystery is laid bare."*****Meanwhile, a sense of urgency gripped Zayn as he realized he had to make his way to the Sultan's empire. He urgently conveyed, "Zayed, now that I have been able to get in touch with Mr. Faez and Dahlia, I'm a bit satisfied. The fact that they're aware of what happened to Omar settles things a lit, it will make Omar happy seeing them."With that settled, Zayn's attention turned to a new challenge that awaited him. His father, Shaquille, had unexpectedly summoned a meeting with the company's representatives to discuss t
With an outstretched hand clutching a ringing phone, she tried to catch her breath, her voice filled with a mix of anticipation and concern."Ma'am, I'm sorry to interrupt, but the call is very urgent, and they have requested to speak to you immediately," she informed, her tone reflecting the urgency of the situation."An urgent call? This can't be ignored. I wonder who it could be and what it's about. I hope it doesn't hinder our progress with the investors. I need to handle this promptly and find out what's going on." Alina's thoughts rushed like a windAlina furrowed her brows as she absorbed the gravity of the message. "Who is it?" she inquired, her voice laced with a mixture of curiosity and concern."Why would someone call me with such urgency? It must be something significant. I can't help but wonder who it is and what they want. I need to find out more information to understand the situation." Her thoughts kept racing"It's Mr. Raheem from Abu Dhabi," the assistant revealed, h