San Tian Liang Jue
Chapter 125 Deathly Quiz (2)
"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 question would be based on some kind of virtual world view, such as mentioning Li Yuanfang at the outset. Fortunately, the fat man brought up a real historical figure. That meant his knowledge reserves could be put to use.
"We're all very familiar with Di Renjie, aren't we? The prime minister during the Wu Zhou Dynasty, said to be very good at solving cases." Mr. You only said half a sentence before digressing.
"Just finish the question!" Feng Bujue shouted.
"Hehe... sorry, sorry." Mr. You said, "Please tell me! What is Di Renjie's zodiac sign?"
"Huh?" Feng Bujue was stunned when he heard this.
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 sound of ticking seconds echoed from the speakers in the arena.
"What the heck is this... It's testing my math too." Feng Bujue muttered softly, "Luckily, Di Renjie's birth and death years are both whole numbers, easy to remember, um... 630-700 AD, and 2055 is the Year of the Pig..."
"Thirty seconds left." Mr. You reminded him, his expression relaxed.
"Tiger!" Feng Bujue remained unmoved, and without hesitation, quickly gave the answer.
"Correct answer," Mr. You said.
The audience applauded. Mr. You raised his hand, and the first question card was quickly burned to ashes by the flame.
"Second question." Mr. You turned to Xiao Tan. "Player number two, you look very nervous."
"Um... was the first question just now really of the 'easy' difficulty?" Xiao Tan's face was pale.
"Hehe... of course." Mr. You said with a smile, "Okay, please listen carefully. This is a... sports-related question." He read the card, "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 that you can't say it wrong. If you get one wrong, the whole question is wrong. Also, please hurry."
"Uh... Joe Davis," Xiao Tan said, stating the one he was most sure of.
"Correct, one," Mr. You said.
"Stephen Hendry."
"Correct, two," Mr. You reminded him, "Thirty seconds left."
"Ding Junhui!" Xiao Tan replied immediately.
"Hmm..." Mr. You paused for two seconds, "Completely correct."
"Phew..." Xiao Tan collapsed on the console.
The arena erupted with encouraging applause.
"Hehe... that's why 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 turned to Si Yu, "Player number three, please 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 show any expression, but Feng Bujue's face seemed to say, "This is a freebie!"
"Please tell me, 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 was ji dong (excited)?" Si Yu replied immediately.
"Unfortunately... wrong answer." Mr. You smiled, "The correct answer is... because it's a penguin."
The audience in the arena let out a sigh, and the score displayed outside Si Yu's console immediately turned to negative ten. Mr. You commented to the camera: "The answer given by player number three seems to be thinking in the way of a cold joke, but this is a riddle."
"Tch... so the answer is your kind..." Si Yu said coldly.
The audience burst into laughter. Mr. You took out a handkerchief and wiped his sweat awkwardly. He turned around and put the fourth card in front of his eyes, facing Bei Ling: "Okay, player number four, please listen to the fourth question."
"Ah~ this level of difficulty is a small case, ask away, ask away." Bei Ling said eagerly.
"This is a... game-related question." Mr. You said, "Please tell me, who are the three commonly referred to as the 'bush trio'? Start the timer!"
"Huh?" Bei Ling blinked her big eyes, looking blank.
Si Yu couldn't help her, but Feng Bujue and Wang Tan Zhi were both winking and gesticulating wildly, constantly mouthing the names of the three people.
"Hehe, hints are not allowed." Mr. You said, "If you really tell her the answer, then this question will be counted as wrong."
"Oh! I know, the trio!" Bei Ling had been pouting a second ago, looking helpless, but at this moment she suddenly smiled.
But, her answer was: "It's Luffy, Ace, and Sabo!"
Bang—Bang—
These two sounds were the sound of Brother Jue and Xiao Tan's faces hitting the console.
The audience in the arena were even more stunned.
"Wrong answer," Mr. You said, "But this question may indeed be a blind spot for female players."
So, Bei Ling's score also became negative ten.
"Okay, after the first four questions, let's take a look at the scores." Mr. You said, "Both male players have positive ten points, while both female players have negative ten points." He looked up and said, "Let's invite three guests to comment."
The lights and camera were focused on the guest seats. The Arrogant Queen turned her head to the side, arrogantly "Hmph..." snorting coldly, completely disdaining to talk to Mr. You.
The Plague Young Master coughed and said, "I think if the questions for the male and female players were swapped, maybe they would all have positive scores."
Hephaestus muttered to himself: "If you put a cyclops in the refrigerator..."
The lights returned to Mr. You. He spread his hands helplessly and then said, "Okay, thank you for the comments from the three guests, next..." He turned to Feng Bujue again, "The difficulty of the questions will be increased."
"I feel like my question in the first round was the hardest..." Feng Bujue complained with a blank expression.
Mr. You ignored him and said, "From this question onwards, I will no longer hint at the type of question. Please listen to the question..." He held the card and read, "Please tell me... 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.
A wave of applause swept through the audience, and Feng Bujue's score also reached twenty points.
"Most people only remember seven digits after the decimal point, it seems that Crazy Player memorized a lot more," Mr. You said.
"It's okay." Feng Bujue was being modest. In fact, he had memorized two hundred digits after the decimal point. He regarded π as a password library. He could randomly pick a section 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 farther and farther away from the gladiatorial arena." Mr. You looked at Xiao Tan with malicious intent, "Player number two, please listen to the question."
Xiao Tan became nervous when he heard him say that the "difficulty of the questions has increased." His expression was like a primary school student waiting in line for a shot.
"Please tell me... what is the age referred to as 'ji ji zhi nian' for a woman? Start the timer." As soon as Mr. You finished speaking, he immediately turned his face to peek at Feng Bujue, "Don't try to gesture or remind him with mouth shapes, otherwise player Wang will be deducted points."
"Crap... I don't know." Xiao Tan glanced at Brother Jue, who actually gave him a contemptuous look. He thought: No way... it's normal not to know this kind of thing, what's with your "this is common sense" look!
"Thirty seconds left," Mr. You prompted.
Xiao Tan felt that he couldn't figure it out even if he thought about it any longer, so he simply guessed: "Eighteen years old!"
"Wrong answer." Fatty You announced with a smile, "The score is back to zero."
The next question turned to Si Yu's side. Mr. You wiped his sweat and looked at the question card, "Phew... player number three, how is it, nervous?"
Si Yu didn't answer. She imitated the arrogance of the Arrogant Queen, slowly turned her head to the side, and snorted coldly.
Fatty You seemed to be greatly hit, so he had to continue on his own: "Okay, question number seven, please tell me... how many strings does a guzheng, in its commonly used specification, have? Start the timer."
"Twenty-one." Si Yu answered very quickly.
"Correct," Mr. You said. He didn't make any more comments, 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, please listen to the question..." Mr. You said, "Please tell me... what is the next line after 'Qing Shan Ru Lang Ru Zhang Zhou (The green mountains are like waves entering Zhang Zhou)'? Timer..."
"Tong Que Tai Xi Ba Jiu Qiu (West of Bronze Bird Tower, eight or nine mounds)." Bei Ling said before he could finish reading the question.
The host hadn't announced the result yet, but the audience was already applauding, it was clear that she was right. It seemed that these poetry questions were not only Feng Bujue's specialty.
"Hmm... correct." Mr. You smiled after burning the question card, "The players in this episode are very powerful." He smiled meaningfully, "But... there will always be someone who enters the gladiatorial arena, ho ho ho..."
This round he didn't let the guests comment again, but immediately asked Feng Bujue the ninth question, "Player number one, please listen to the question." He looked at the question card, "Oh! This is a special question, you can add twenty points if you answer it correctly, but you will lose twenty points if you answer it incorrectly, so you have to be careful..."