Jin Zuo Feng and Pan Ming waited outside for the time it took to drink a cup of tea before they saw Yu Shu walk out from behind the screen. She did not look like she had stage fright and Jin Zuo Feng heaved a sigh of relief.
Amidst a wave of whispered discussions, Yu Shu walked over to stand behind the table, and then she looked at Han Wenguang's disciples once more while a mouthful of resentment was stored in her chest, yet she didn't impatiently reveal it. She'd discussed it with Xue Rui earlier, and they would surely not allow this group of people to retreat unscathed today.
"I am sorry to have kept you waiting. I drank some wine today and my mind is not clear. After drinking a bowl of soup to sober up, I feel much better." Yu Shu fiddled with the pottery brush holder on the table and said confidently: "I will not be modest in the next two rounds."
The moment she said this, the female fortune-teller became unhappy and said unhappily: "Who wants you to be modest? If you have the ability, then win against us. What is the point of just talking?"
A ninth rank fortune-teller dared to be so rude to a fourth rank fortune-teller like Yu Shu. It must be said that the loss just now had greatly boosted the other party's morale and killed Yu Shu's prestige.
Yu Shu was not angry. She took the teacup from Lin Fu's hand and slowly took a sip. She asked Jin Zuo Feng: "Is it Jin Da's turn to calculate the second round?"
"Yes." Jin Zuo Feng stood up with a smile: "Female fortune-teller will start first or should I?"
Yu Shu raised her hand: "Wait, why don't we talk about the competition later. I have a suggestion, but I don't know if you will agree."
Jin Zuo Feng asked suspiciously: "What suggestion? Please speak."
Yu Shu frowned: "Since you want to compete with me, there will be wins and losses. Shouldn't there be an explanation? Otherwise, if I win for nothing, there will be no benefit at all. On the contrary, if I lose, the embarrassment is secondary. More importantly, it will be a waste of my reputation as a fortune-teller. Wouldn't I be wronged then? "
"This …" Jin Zuo Feng sneered inwardly. She was still thinking of winning but her words were straightforward: "Then what do you think?"
Yu Shu wiped the lid of the teacup. He sneered in his heart and said, "If I win, in front of all these guests today, the few of you will bow to me, serve me tea, and admit defeat. I don't want anything else. Give me the seal specially made for you by the Celestial Commissioner. "
Didn't they want to start a new life? Then she would fulfill their wish.
Hearing this, Jin Zuo Ming, Pan Ming, and the others' expressions changed at the same time. They looked at each other, and none of them dared to agree.
The seal specially made by the Celestial Commissioner was a symbol of their identity as a great fortune teller. It was also an honor. Wasn't giving it away the same as slapping himself in the face?
"How about it? It's just a suggestion. If you're afraid of losing and don't dare to agree, then forget it." Yu Shu smiled, indicating that she wouldn't force them. Then he said lazily, "But this kind of battle is too boring. Forgive me for not being interested in the next two matches."
If you don't agree, then I won't play with you anymore.
The five of them were stunned. The female fortune teller, Lu Ting, reacted the quickest. She pulled on Jin Zuo Ming's back and whispered, "Senior brother, I think she's trying to find a way to shirk responsibility. We can't let her succeed."
Jin Zuo Ming nodded slightly. He also felt that Yu Shu had lost one match and had thoughts of retreating. He remembered what his Master had said before he left. No matter what, he had to suppress this fortune teller's limelight. He had to ruthlessly step on her. Just one victory wasn't enough.
"Fine, we'll do as you say. If you win, we will definitely do as you say."
"Good!" Yu Shu put down the teacup. Her eyes lit up.
The moment this agreement was announced, the guests in the restaurant couldn't help but become excited. Most of the spectators had the same mentality, hoping for the matter to blow up as much as possible.
Xue Rui stood behind the flower rack and looked at the scene in the restaurant. Even though he felt uneasy, he still laughed at Yu Shu's shameless move.
Jin Zuo Ming saw Yu Shu's expression and couldn't help but feel apprehensive. He vaguely felt that something was wrong but he didn't think too much about it. He walked forward and stood behind the table, asking her who would go first.
Yu Shu held a pen in one hand and said, "Great Fortune Teller Jin is already prepared. Go first and let me think for a moment."
Jin Zuo Ming nodded and a trace of confidence flashed in his eyes. He said, "In the chamber of commerce, there are eight chairs arranged in a row. The four stewards will take their seats and each of them will occupy a seat. Coincidentally, there are three empty chairs in the middle. Let me ask you, how many seating arrangements can there be?"
Yu Shu had just lost once and was too careless. She listened attentively to his question. The corner of her mouth twitched and she almost couldn't hold back her laughter!
This kind of seating arrangement seemed simple, but it was actually a hidden mystery. If it was in ancient times, the only way to solve it was to list it one by one. It was time-consuming and troublesome, and it was easy to make mistakes. It would take at least one to four hours to solve it.
The other party was obviously making things difficult for them. How could they know that a few hundred years later, there would be a genius who researched a magical mathematical theory called permutation and combination?
Yu Shu held back her smile and wrote down the question word by word on a piece of paper.
In just a short while, someone had already calculated and argued in a low voice, "This question isn't difficult, right? I think I have three ways to arrange it."
"It's not three. It's clearly five. Like this …"
"You are all wrong. There are more than ten ways!"
.....
Xue Rui turned his head and looked at Pei Jing and He Fangzhi who had heard the news and rushed down from upstairs to watch. He said, "Does Mr. Pei have a solution for this question?"
Pei Jing frowned and looked at Yu Shu's young and vigorous back worriedly. He said, "It's troublesome. You have to arrange it one by one. According to my estimation, there are more than a hundred ways. I'm just afraid that she will miss it."
Xue Rui pondered. He Fangzhi was not proficient in mathematics like him, so he could only ask Pei Jing who was a great mathematician. "In your opinion, what are the chances of Xiao Yu winning?"
Pei Jing shook his head and signaled him to look in front of him. "It depends on what kind of question Xiao Yu will come up with."
Yu Shu didn't know that someone was worrying about her. She stopped writing and looked up at Jin Zuofeng's leisurely look. She smiled and cleared her throat. "It seems that Jincheng University is good at this kind of question. In that case, I will give you a suggestion. Listen carefully. There is a year when there are only six martial artists participating in the Military Selection. According to the Ministry of War's requirement, the six martial artists can only meet each other once, and each of them must have competed twice. Let me ask you, how many ways are there in total?"
Her question didn't sound difficult at first. On the surface, it was the same type as Jin Zuofeng's question. But in fact, there was a hidden danger. The solution was not simple permutation and combination. It involved a higher level concept in the field of mathematics — graph theory.
These fake pedants who didn't even know what permutation and combination were would have to rack their brains to solve this question.
Jin Zuofeng probably hadn't realized the difficulty of this question, so he calmly copied it down. He didn't know that he was trying to think of a solution. He even had the time to ask the waiter of the restaurant to refill his tea.
Yu Shu saw his behavior and secretly rolled her eyes. She was waiting to see his anxious face turn white.
Not only did the two of them raise their pens to calculate, but the spectators' discussions never stopped. At first, they thought that these two questions weren't difficult, but as they talked, they realized that they weren't accurate at all. Instead, they became dizzy and had a headache thinking about it. Only then did they feel that being in the top three wasn't for nothing.
As for Xin Liu and the others who were standing at the counter, they were also discussing in low voices. Feng Zhaomiao counted with her fingers for a while and then got herself involved. She scratched her ears and said, "It's clearly quite simple, so why is it so difficult? Wait here, I'll go get a pen and paper."
Xin Liu hurriedly said, "Bring me a pen too."
Qin Yuerou didn't join in on the excitement. Instead, she calmly watched the scene, her gaze going back and forth between Yu Shu and Jin Zuofeng.
She saw that Great Fortune Master Jin was calm and unhurried at first, but not long after, a strange expression appeared on his face. His hands gradually became hurried, and after a while, he actually stared at the paper in a daze.
In contrast, Yu Shu didn't even use an abacus from start to finish. She just leaned over the table and wrote something. She had an extremely elegant demeanor and didn't look as flustered as she did in the first round. It was as if she had become a completely different person.
Pan Ming stood not far behind Jin Zuofeng. When he saw him stop in a daze, he frowned and said in a low voice, "Junior Martial Brother, don't be anxious. Take your time."
Based on Pan Ming's level, he could already sense the difficulty of Yu Shu's problem, so he knew that Jin Zuofeng was currently panicking. The biggest taboo in arithmetic was to have one's heart flustered. Once one's heart was flustered, it was easy to make a mistake.
To become a Great Fortune Master, one had to be meticulous and patient. When Jin Zuofeng heard Pan Ming's reminder, he calmed down a lot. He secretly told himself not to be anxious and that there was still a lot of time. Just as he raised his pen and was about to continue calculating, he heard a light chuckle from the other side. "Great Fortune Master Jin, please stop writing. I already have an answer."
Jin Zuofeng was startled and raised his head to look at Yu Shu. He didn't believe that she could calculate the answer in such a short amount of time, unless she made a mistake. It had to be known that this problem was personally written by his master. Among all his fellow martial brothers and sisters, the one with the clearest mind would have to wait for a long time.
When he thought about it this way, he felt his entire body relax. Since she made a mistake, he would undoubtedly win this round and wouldn't need to solve her strange problem.
Jin Zuofeng self-righteously put down his pen and raised his hand to indicate to Yu Shu, "What's the answer?"
"There are a total of four hundred and eighty ranking methods."
Hearing this, Jin Zuofeng's ears rang for a moment and he felt dizzy. His body swayed unsteadily and he held onto the corner of the table to steady himself.
Looking at the people behind him, Pan Ming, who also knew the correct answer, was stunned. In the next moment, his face turned red and he excitedly strode forward. He blurted out a question to Yu Shu, "How did you calculate it?"
Seeing this scene, those who weren't stupid could see that Yu Shu had the correct answer.
Four hundred and eighty methods. Some people sighed and each one of them stared at Yu Shu in shock. No one knew how she managed to come up with four hundred and eighty methods in less than the time it took to drink a cup of tea!
Behind the flower rack, Xue Rui's bright eyes looked at Yu Shu's slender figure. Pei Jing let out a low laugh and shook his head, sighing at his own inferiority.
The female fortune teller Lu Ting's reaction was half a beat slower. She asked Pan Ming in confusion, "Senior, senior brother, did she calculate it correctly?"
Pan Ming didn't have the mood to pay attention to her. He stubbornly stared at Yu Shu. His eyes were slightly green as if he wanted to open her brain and see what was inside.
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