Even though Mr. Yoo said 'go ahead', he did not ask the question immediately. Instead, he smiled at Feng Bujue and said, "The first question is relatively easy, so there's no need to be nervous."
"Did I say that I'm nervous? History is my specialty, "Feng Bujue replied calmly.
"Okay, the question is … Di Renjie …" Once Mr. Yoo said the name, Feng Bujue sighed in relief. He was worried that the question would be based on some kind of illusory worldview, like bringing up Lee Yuanfang, but thankfully, the fatty mentioned a real historical figure. If that was the case, it meant that his knowledge could be put to good use.
"We are all familiar with Di Renjie. He was the prime minister during the Wu Zhou Dynasty. According to rumors, he was very good at solving cases." Mr. Yoo started to ramble again.
"Why don't you finish the question!" Feng Bujue roared.
"Haha … I'm sorry," Mr. Yoo said. "The question is! What is Di Renjie's zodiac sign? "
"Huh?" When Feng Bujue heard that, he was stunned.
Xiao Tan and the rest wanted to help, but when they heard the question, they were all stunned.
"Forty-five seconds, start now!" Mr. Yoo said, and at the same time, the sound of ticking came from the speakers at the venue.
"What kind of history is this … It's a math test, isn't it?" Feng Bujue mumbled softly. "Thankfully, Di Renjie's birth and death years are all round numbers, so it's easy to remember. Hmm … 630 to 700, and this year 2055 is the year of the pig …"
"Thirty seconds left," Mr. Yoo reminded, but his expression was relaxed.
"His zodiac sign is a tiger!" Feng Bujue was unmoved. Without hesitation, he gave the answer quickly.
"Correct," Mr. Yoo said.
The audience clapped. Mr. Yoo waved his hand, and the first question card was burned away by the fire.
"The second question." Mr. Yoo turned to Xiao Tan. "Participant No. 2, you look so nervous."
"That … was the first question really easy?" Xiao Tan's face turned pale.
"Haha … Of course," Mr. Yoo said with a smile. "Alright, please pay attention to the question. This is … a question about sports. " He looked at the card and read, "Please name any three players who have won the World Snooker Championship." He looked up at Xiao Tan. "The time starts."
"Must I ask for the full name?" Xiao Tan asked.
"Yes." Mr. Yoo replied. "Please note that you cannot get the answer wrong. If you get one wrong, you will get all the answers wrong. Other than that, please hurry."
"Uh … Joe Davis." Xiao Tan named the one he was most confident about.
"Correct, one," Mr. Yoo said.
"Stephen Hendley."
"Correct, two," Mr. Yoo reminded. "Thirty seconds left."
"Ding Junhui!" Xiao Tan answered immediately.
"Hmm …" Mr. Yoo was silent for two seconds. "You are absolutely correct."
"Phew …" Xiao Tan slumped over the control panel.
There was a round of encouraging applause.
"Haha … That's why I said there's no need to be nervous. This question is super easy," Mr. Yoo said. "It's practically common sense." He moved the microphone away, cleared his throat, and then turned to Passing Rain. "Participant No. 3, please listen to the third question."
After burning the second card, Mr. Yoo looked at the third card and told Passing Rain, "This is a … brain teaser."
Passing Rain did not show any expression, but Feng Bujue, who sat across from her, had a face that said, "This is a free point!"
"Excuse me, a chicken and a goose are placed inside a fridge. The chicken freezes to death, but the goose survives. Why is that?" Mr. Yoo asked. "The time starts now."
"Because the chicken is (excited)?" Passing Rain answered immediately.
"Unfortunately … wrong answer." Mr. Yoo smiled. "The correct answer is because … it's a penguin."
The audience sighed, and the score displayed on the outside of Passing Rain's console immediately became negative ten points. Mr. Yoo looked at the camera and commented, "The answer given by Participant No. 3 sounds like the answer of a cold joke, but unfortunately, this is a brain teaser."
"Tsk … So the answer is your own kind …" Passing Rain scoffed coldly.
The audience erupted in laughter. Mr. Yoo took out his handkerchief and wiped away his sweat awkwardly. He turned around to face Laughing Soul and placed the fourth card before his eyes. "Okay, Participant No. 4, please listen to the fourth question."
"Ah, this kind of difficulty is a piece of cake. Ask away," Laughing Soul said eagerly.
"This is a question … about a game," Mr. Yoo said. "I'm sorry, but who are the commonly known 'Trio of the Grass'? The time starts now! "
"Huh?" Laughing Soul blinked her large eyes, and her face was blank.
Passing Rain could not help her, but Feng Bujue and Wang Tanzhi kept gesturing and mouthing the names of the three.
"Haha, hints are not allowed," Mr. Yoo said. Mr. Yoo said. "If you really did tell her the answer, then you would have gotten the question wrong."
"Oh! I know, a three-man team, right? " A second ago, Laughing Soul had been pouting like she was at a loss of what to do, but the next second, she suddenly smiled.
To everyone's surprise, her answer was, "It's Luffy, Ace, and Sabot!"
Bang! Bang!
It was the sound of Brother Jue and Xiao Tan's faces hitting the control panel.
The audience's glasses were all smashed to the ground.
"Wrong answer," Mr. Yoo said. "But this question might be a blind spot for the female participant."
Therefore, Laughing Soul's score dropped to negative ten.
"Alright, after the first four questions, let's take a look at the score," Mr. Yoo said. "Both male participants have positive ten points, but both female participants have negative ten points." He lifted his head. "Let us invite our three guests to give their comments."
The light and camera focused on the VIP section. Pride Queen turned her head to the side and scoffed. She looked like she could not be bothered to talk to Mr. Yoo.
Mr. Pestilence coughed and said, "I think if we swap the questions of the male and female participants, perhaps they will both get positive points."
Hephaestus mumbled to himself, "If we put the cyclops inside the fridge …"
The light returned to Mr. Yoo. He shrugged helplessly and continued. "Fine, thank you for your comments. Now …" He turned to Feng Bujue. "The difficulty of the questions will increase." Feng Bujue nodded.
"How come I feel like my question is the most difficult in the first round?" Feng Bujue complained expressionlessly.
Mr. Yoo ignored him and said, "From this question onward, I will not give you the type of question. Please listen to the question … "He held the card and read aloud," Excuse me … What is the ninth decimal point of Pi, which is pi? The countdown starts now. "
"Three." Feng Bujue used one second to answer.
"Is that a wild guess?" Mr. Yoo asked.
"No," Feng Bujue answered.
"Very good, you got it right," Mr. Yoo said.
There was a round of applause from the audience, and Feng Bujue's score reached twenty points.
"A normal person will only remember seven decimal places. Looks like the crazy contestant has memorized more," Mr. Yoo said.
"It's okay." Feng Bujue was being humble. Actually, he had memorized two hundred decimal places. He treated pi as a password library. He could pick a six-digit, eight-digit, or even ten-digit number from the two hundred, and they could be used as a password.
"Looks like Contestant No. 1 is getting further and further away from the coliseum." Mr. Yoo looked at Xiao Tan with a wicked smile. "Contestant No. 2, please listen carefully."
When Xiao Tan heard the 'increased difficulty', he was nervous. His expression was like a primary school student waiting in line for an injection.
"The question is … how old is a girl when she is of marriageable age? The countdown starts now. " After Mr. Yoo said that, he immediately turned to look at Feng Bujue. "Do not try to use gestures or lips to remind me, or else Contestant Wang's score will be deducted."
"Oh no … I don't know." Xiao Tan glanced at his Brother Jue, and the latter shot him a condescending look. Xiao Tan thought, Are you serious? It's normal not to know something like this. Why do you act like this is common knowledge?
"You have thirty seconds left," Mr. Yoo reminded him.
Xiao Tan felt like he would not be able to figure it out no matter how hard he tried, so he decided to make a random guess. "Eighteen!"
"Wrong answer," Mr. Yoo announced with a big smile. "Your score will be reset to zero."
The next question came to Passing Rain. Mr. Yoo wiped his sweat and looked at the question card. "Phew … Contestant No. 3, how is it? Are you nervous?"
Passing Rain did not answer. She mimicked Pride and slowly turned her head to the side with a scoff.
Mr. Yoo looked like he had been dealt a heavy blow, but he had no choice but to continue. "Okay, the seventh question … How many strings are there in the guzheng? The countdown starts now. "
"Twenty-one," Passing Rain answered very quickly.
"Correct," Mr. Yoo said. He did not comment further lest he said something wrong again.
The audience responded with applause, and then it was time for the eighth question, the last question of the second round.
"Contestant No. 4, please listen carefully," Mr. Yoo said. "I'm sorry … What is the next line of 'The green hills are like waves crashing into Zhangzhou'? The countdown starts now … "
"Eight hills to the west of the Copper Sparrow Terrace," Laughing Soul said before he finished reading the question.
Before the host announced the result, the audience was already clapping. Obviously, she was right. It looked like these questions about poetry were not only Feng Bujue's specialty.
"Hmm … correct." Mr. Yoo smiled after he burned the question card. "Our contestants this week are all very good." He smiled meaningfully. "But … eventually, someone will enter the coliseum. Hue hue hue …"
For this round, he did not have the guest comment anymore. Instead, he turned to Feng Bujue and asked the ninth question. "Contestant No. 1, please listen carefully." He looked at the question card. "Oh! This is a special question. If you get it right, you'll get an extra twenty points, but if you get it wrong, twenty points will be deducted. You have to be careful … "
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