Chapter 130 History? Math?

Although Mr. You said "Excuse me," he didn't immediately ask the question. Instead, he smiled at Feng Bujue and said, "The first question is relatively simple, don't be nervous."

"Did I say I was nervous? History is my forte." Feng Bujue replied calmly.

"Okay, please tell me... Di Renjie..." As soon as Mr. You uttered these three words, Feng Bujue breathed a sigh of relief. He was a little worried that the questions would be based on some kind of virtual worldview, like mentioning Li Yuanfang right off the bat. Luckily, the fatty named a real historical figure. In that case, his own knowledge reserves could be put to good use.

"We're all very familiar with Di Renjie, huh? A prime minister during the Wu Zhou Dynasty, said to be quite the detective." Fatty You started rambling again after only saying half a sentence.

"Just finish the question!" Feng Bujue shouted.

"Hehe... sorry, sorry." Mr. You said, "Please tell me! What's Di Renjie's zodiac sign?"

"Huh?" Feng Bujue was stunned when he heard that.

Xiao Tan and the others wanted to help, but they were all dumbfounded when they heard the question.

"Forty-five second timer, start!" Mr. You said, seizing the opportunity. At the same time, the ticking of a countdown sounded from the various speakers on the scene.

"What the hell kind of history is this... are you testing my math too?" Feng Bujue muttered softly, "Luckily, Di Renjie's birth and death years are both integers, easy to remember, hmm... 630-700 AD, and 2055 is the year of the Pig..."

"Thirty seconds left." Mr. You reminded him, his expression relaxed.

"Tiger!" Feng Bujue was unmoved and didn't hesitate, quickly giving the answer.

"Correct answer." Mr. You said.

The audience applauded, and Mr. You raised his hand, and the first question card was quickly burned to ashes by flames, dissipating into the air.

"Second question." Mr. You turned to Xiao Tan, "Player number two, you look very nervous."

"Um... was the first question really considered easy?" Xiao Tan's face was pale.

"Hehe... of course." Mr. You said with a smile, "Alright, listen carefully. This is a... sports question." 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, "Start the timer."

"Does it have to be the full name?" Xiao Tan asked.

"Yes." Mr. You replied, "Please note, you can't be wrong. If you get one wrong, the whole question is wrong. Also, please hurry."

"Uh... Joe Davis." Xiao Tan said the one he was most sure of first.

"Correct, one." Mr. You said.

"Stephen Hendry."

"Correct, two." Mr. You reminded, "Thirty seconds left."

"Ding Junhui!" Xiao Tan answered immediately.

"Hmm..." Mr. You was silent for two seconds, "Completely correct."

"Whew..." Xiao Tan collapsed on the console.

The scene erupted in encouraging applause.

"Hehe... so I said don't be nervous, this question is super easy, right?" Mr. You said, "Almost common sense." He took the microphone away and cleared his throat, then faced Si Yu, "Player number three, listen to the third question."

After burning the second card, Mr. You looked at the third question card and said to Si Yu, "This is a... riddle."

Si Yu didn't have much of an expression, but the look on Feng Bujue's face across from her seemed to say, "This is a freebie!"

"Question: A chicken and a goose are put in the refrigerator. The chicken freezes to death, but the goose survives. Why?" Mr. You said, "Start the timer."

"Because the chicken got excited?" Si Yu replied immediately.

"Unfortunately... incorrect answer." Mr. You smiled, "The correct answer is because... it's a penguin."

The audience let out a sigh, and the score displayed on the outside of Si Yu's console immediately turned into negative ten points. Mr. You commented to the camera, "Player number three's answer seems to be in the style of a cold joke, but this is a riddle."

"Tch... so the answer is someone of your kind..." Si Yu said coldly.

The audience erupted in laughter, and Mr. You took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his brow awkwardly, turning around to face Bei Ling, placing the fourth card in front of him: "Alright, player number four, listen to the fourth question."

"Ah~ this level of difficulty is a piece of cake, ask away, ask away." Bei Ling said eagerly.

"This is a... game-related question." Mr. You said, "Question: who are the three people commonly referred to as the 'bush trio'? Start the timer!"

"Huh?" Bei Ling blinked her big eyes, looking completely lost.

Si Yu couldn't help her, but Feng Bujue and Wang Tanzhi were both winking and gesturing wildly, continuously mouthing the names of the three people.

"Hehe, giving hints is not allowed." Mr. You said, "If you really tell her the answer, then this question will be directly counted as wrong."

"Oh! I know, a trio!" Bei Ling was pouting a second ago, looking helpless, but in this second, she suddenly smiled.

Who knew, her answer was: "It's Luffy, Ace, and Sabo!"

Bang—Bang—

These two sounds were the sounds of Brother Jue and Xiao Tan's faces hitting the console.

The audience on the scene shattered their glasses all over the floor.

"Incorrect answer." Mr. You said, "But this question may indeed be a blind spot for female contestants."

So, Bei Ling's score also became negative ten points.

"Alright, after the first four questions, let's take a look at the scores." Mr. You said, "Both male contestants have positive ten points, while both female contestants have negative ten points." He looked up and said, "Let's invite the three guests to comment."

The lights and camera turned to the guest seats. The Queen of Arrogance turned her head to the side, raised her head high, and snorted coldly, completely disdaining to speak to Mr. You.

The Plague Young Master coughed and said, "I think if you swapped the questions for the male and female contestants, maybe they could all get positive scores."

Hephaestus muttered to himself in a daze, "If you put a cyclops in the refrigerator..."

The lights turned back to Mr. You, and he spread his hands helplessly, then continued, "Okay, thank you for the comments from the three guests, next..." He turned to Feng Bujue again, "The difficulty of the questions is going to increase."

"I think my question was the hardest in the first round..." Feng Bujue complained expressionlessly.

Mr. You ignored him and said, "From this question onward, I will no longer hint at the type of question. Listen to the question..." He held the card and read, "Question: What is the ninth digit after the decimal point of pi, that is, π? Start the timer."

"Three." Feng Bujue answered in just one second.

"Are you guessing?" Mr. You asked.

"No." Feng Bujue replied.

"Very good, you got it right." Mr. You said.

The audience applauded, and Feng Bujue's score rose to twenty points.

"Most people only remember the first seven digits after the decimal point, it seems Player Feng memorized a lot." Mr. You said.

"It's alright." Feng Bujue was being modest. In fact, he had memorized the first two hundred digits after the decimal point. He treated π as a password database, and he could randomly pick a string of six, eight, or even ten digits from those two hundred digits to use as a password, and there was a pattern to follow.

"It seems that Player number one is getting further and further away from the coliseum." Mr. You looked at Xiao Tan with ill intentions, "Player number two, listen to the question."

Xiao Tan became nervous when he heard him say "the difficulty of the questions is increasing." His expression was like an elementary school student waiting in line for a shot.

"Question: What is the age referred to as 'Ji Ji Zhi Nian', referring to a girl?" As soon as Mr. You finished speaking, he immediately turned his face to glance at Feng Bujue, "Don't try to gesture or use lip movements to remind him, otherwise Player Wang will be deducted points."

"Damn... I don't know." Xiao Tan glanced at Brother Jue, who actually gave him a disdainful look. He thought, "No way... it's normal not to know this kind of thing, what's with that 'this is common sense' look on your face!"

"Thirty seconds left." Mr. You prompted.

Xiao Tan felt that he wouldn't be able to figure it out no matter how much he thought about it, so he simply guessed, "Eighteen years old!"

"Incorrect answer." Fatty You announced with a smile, "The score returns to zero."

The next question turned to Si Yu's side again. Mr. You wiped his sweat and looked at the question card and said, "Whew... Player number three, how is it, nervous?"

Si Yu didn't answer. She imitated the Queen of Arrogance, slowly turned her head to the side, and snorted coldly.

Fatty You seemed very hit, so he had to continue on his own: "Okay, question number seven, question: how many strings does a guzheng, under common specifications, have? Start the timer."

"Twenty-one." Si Yu answered very quickly.

"Correct." Mr. You said, and he didn't comment much, so as not to say the wrong thing again.

The audience applauded, followed by the eighth question, which was also the last question of the second round.

"Player number four, listen to the question..." Mr. You said, "Question: what is the next line after 'Qingshan ru lang ru Zhangzhou'? Timer..."

"Tongquetai xi ba jiu qiu." Bei Ling said before he could finish reading the question.

The host hadn't announced the results yet, but the audience was already applauding, obviously she was right. It seemed that these questions about poetry were not only Feng Bujue's specialty.

"Hmm... correct." Mr. You smiled after burning the question card, "Our contestants this season are all very powerful." He smiled meaningfully, "But... there will always be someone who enters the coliseum, hehehe..."

He didn't let the guests comment again in this round, but immediately asked Feng Bujue the ninth question, "Player number one, listen to the question." He looked at the question card, "Oh! This is a special question, if you answer correctly, you can add twenty points, but if you answer incorrectly, you will deduct twenty points, you have to be careful..."