"Even if you forget, I will not forget," Feng Bujue replied lazily in his chair.
"Hue hue hue … Then …" Mr. Yoo snapped his fingers, and the control panel before Feng Bujue and the seat he was sitting on started to move forward. Both of them were connected to the floor, but when they moved, the black and white checkered floor disappeared and reappeared like a virtual projection. It was not affected at all.
"The second round is … a multiple-choice question," Mr. Yoo said. "The rule of this round is that the contestants will come forward to answer the questions one by one. Each contestant is allowed to answer at most seven questions, and they will need to answer at least one question." He took out another stack of question cards from his pocket. The picture on the back of the cards was no different from the first round. "After I finish reading the question, the contestants can press the button on the control panel to select the answer. Once they press the button, the answer cannot be changed."
Feng Bujue asked, "Does that mean that if I get one question wrong, I will not be able to answer the next question?"
"Yes, and the mysterious advantage that you obtained in the first round is …" Mr. Yoo paused at the crucial moment, and the sound of rushing drums echoed through the hall. It sounded like the accompaniment of a trapeze artist's final jump. "In the second round, you can choose to skip a question at any time and get extra points."
"Will the contestant with the lowest score still enter the coliseum in this round?" Feng Bujue asked again.
"Haha … The second round …" Mr. Yoo chuckled darkly. "The contestant with the highest score at the end of this round will choose one person to enter the coliseum."
"Is that so?" Feng Bujue nodded. "I understand now. Let's begin."
"Okay, please listen to the first question …" Mr. Yoo held the question card and said, "The score for this question is … ten points. I have a question … Einstein's birthday is … A, March 13th; B, March 14th; C, March 15th; D, April 13th. " After he asked the question, he turned to face the camera. "We all know that the second round is the most crucial round. If the contestant can answer all seven questions correctly, there is a high chance that they will gain a huge advantage in points …"
Feng Bujue was silent for a few seconds without expression before he interrupted Mr. Yoo. "I want to skip this question and get extra points."
The audience gasped.
Mr. Yoo smiled. "Really? Contestant No. 1, do you want to use this chance on the first question? You should know that the questions will only get harder and harder. "
"Yes," Feng Bujue replied calmly.
"Hehe … bonus points!" Mr. Yoo burned the question card that he was holding, and before Feng Bujue's panel, the number on the screen changed to sixty.
"Next … the second question is 20 points. If you answer correctly, you'll get 20 points. If you answer incorrectly, 20 points will be deducted." Mr. Yoo smiled. "Participant No. 1, why would you use this advantage so decisively? In the past, the contestants who came to participate in our program would try their best to save this opportunity for later questions. "
"Because I don't know how to answer this question," Feng Bujue replied.
"Why don't you guess? It's just a ten-point question. "Mr. Yoo asked.
Feng Bujue replied, "This is a very simple mathematical problem. Assuming I don't know any of these questions, if I guess blindly from the first question, if I get it right, I'll get 60 points, and if I get it wrong, I'll get 40 points. But now, if I get it right, I'll get 80 points, and if I get it wrong … the result is the same as if I got it wrong from the first question, 40 points.
It's the same twenty-five percent chance, and the risk is the same, but the reward is higher. So, of course, I'll use this chance to ensure that I get to the second question first. "He paused." Furthermore … if I do know how to answer the second question, then I won't need to guess anymore. "
Mr. Yoo was startled by his explanation. The audience was silent for a few seconds before they erupted in applause and cheers.
"Phew … Hehe, Participant No. 1 is so calm even when he can't answer the question." Mr. Yoo laughed.
A burst of laughter came from the audience.
"This is called using the rules reasonably. Let's continue." Feng Bujue placed his hands behind his head and appeared very relaxed.
"Okay, Participant No. 1, starting from the second question, you can choose to answer it or not …" Mr. Yoo pushed the small round sunglasses on his nose. He looked at Feng Bujue. "Based on the theory you've given earlier, even if it's just a guess, you'll give it a try, right?"
"Of course," Feng Bujue replied.
"Please listen to the question!" Mr. Yoo looked at the question card. "On the 30th of April, 1943, a famous scam in history started. It was Operation Minced Meat. Excuse me, the body that was disguised as a major in the Royal Navy, his … real name was … A, William Martin; B, Samuel Jackson; C, Grindour Michael; D, Charlie Sheen."
Feng Bujue pressed the button for C without hesitation.
Mr. Yoo said, "Participant No. 1, once the answer is pressed, it cannot be changed."
"Ah, I know," Feng Bujue replied.
The nerve-wracking background music started again, and Mr. Yoo looked at the camera with a serious expression. "The correct answer is …"
"What are you doing with that constipated look on your face? B and D are the names of the actors, right? Isn't William Martin the fake name used in Operation Minced Meat? Even people who don't know about Operation Minced Meat will choose the name that is more similar to the real name if they have to guess between A and C, "Feng Bujue said.
"Participant No. 1." Mr. Yoo turned around with annoyance. "How about you host this instead?"
"Sure, let's switch seats. I promise I'll send you into the coliseum," Feng Bujue replied.
"Oh? That's interesting. If Mr. Yoo wishes to enter the coliseum, why don't you pick one of the three of us to be the executioner? "Pestilence, who sat at the VIP table, revealed an amused smile.
Pride agreed. "That's a good idea."
"You want me dead!" Mr. Yoo grumbled. "Don't change the topic. I'm announcing the answer!"
"It's C, isn't it?" The audience hissed like they had already been exposed.
"Fine … Since everyone knows the answer now." Mr. Yoo's spirits were lifted. "The answer is correct! Twenty points added! "The score on Feng Bujue's panel immediately turned to eighty.
"Hmm … Looks like this question is not that difficult for Participant No. 1 at all." Mr. Yoo waved his hand to burn the question card. "But the next question … is worth forty points." He purposely paused for a few seconds, and the camera panned to Feng Bujue, but Brother Jue did not have much of a reaction.
"Now, do you regret using the right to skip the question, Participant No. 1?" Mr. Yoo asked at the right time.
"Does that mean … the score for the next question will double?" Feng Bujue ignored Mr. Yoo and continued on his own.
"Hue hue hue … Who knows?" Mr. Yoo also played dumb.
"Humph …" Feng Bujue scoffed and answered the man's previous question. "If you think you'll regret it, don't do it. If you do it, you won't regret it."
Mr. Yoo whistled, and the camera used the split screen to give both him and Feng Bujue a close-up. "Then … Participant No. 1, do you wish to answer the third question?"
"Yes," Feng Bujue said.
"Please listen carefully!" Mr. Yoo looked at the question card and answered. "Which of the following is not … Qi Tiandi's skill? A, God's Flame; B, God's Light; C, God's Hand; D, God's Punishment. "
This question was quite confusing. Most of Qi Tiandi's skills started with 'God's Hand'. Feng Bujue could not give an answer immediately. He needed to search through the man's memory.
"Participant No. 1, there is no need to rush. There is no time limit for the second round, but normally, if you still can't answer after three to five minutes, I will count down from ten seconds and let you pick an answer." After saying that, Mr. Yoo turned his face to the center of the stage. "How about we ask the other participants to share their thoughts on Participant No. 1's future in this round while he's still thinking? Of course, if any of you know the answer, don't try to give him any hints, or else he'll be disqualified. "He turned to Xiao Tan." Participant No. 2, how many questions do you think Participant No. 1 can answer? "
Xiao Tan had his head lowered to look at his left hand. So far, there was no obvious change to his hand. Asked by Mr. Yoo, he answered without raising his head, "I have no idea, but I have confidence in Brother Jue. He should be able to answer all the questions."
"Participant No. 2, Participant No. 1 is currently leading in terms of points. If he can answer all the questions, then the highest score for the second round will be decided early. What if he chooses you to go to the coliseum?" Mr. Yoo tossed out a question that was rather difficult to answer.
"Huh?" Xiao Tan raised his head to look at Mr. Yoo. "Then I'll go. If Brother Jue chooses me, then it means that this is the most logical course of action."
"Haha … Looks like Participant No. 2 has a lot of faith in Participant No. 1's intelligence." Mr. Yoo commented before turning to Passing Rain. "Then … I'd like to ask your * * * * ass." Passing Rain did not even give Mr. Yoo a chance to finish. She gave him a 'I can't be bothered with you' answer.
"Er …" Mr. Yoo laughed awkwardly and turned to Laughing Soul. "Then … Participant No. 4, do you have anything to say?"
"Leader, if you can really answer all the questions, why don't you choose Xiao Tan?" The words were directed at Feng Bujue, but Laughing Soul tossed a wicked smile at Xiao Tan.
"What have I done wrong?" Xiao Tan asked innocently.
"If you've lost your left hand and have no luck with women, you'll have to rely on your right hand for the rest of your life …" Feng Bujue grumbled weakly. Based on his calm demeanor, he probably already had the answer.
Mr. Yoo's eyes lit up, and he said, "Oh, Participant No. 1, that's quite an interesting statement. Can I use it in the future?"
"Up to you …" Feng Bujue said. "I've already made my choice. Give me the answer."
Mr. Yoo bent down to look at the answer on the first panel. Feng Bujue had pressed the D button.
"Okay, Participant No. 1's answer is D, the judgement of God …" Mr. Yoo started his usual hosting trick. He did not finish the sentence. Whenever he reached a key point, he would pause for as long as he could. "… This answer …"
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