Charlie looked up at the girl in front of him in horror.

Even such a faint voice made him feel cold in his heart. Could it be that she meant that she had already figured it out?

"You, how could you possibly calculate it?"

She obviously started writing later than I did, and it seemed like she just took out the pen for a feint, without writing anything on the paper at all.

Now saying that I figured it out myself, is that a slap in his face?

He didn't want to believe it. After all... this matter was too unbelievable.

He knew that there would always be some geniuses in this world, but this genius should not be the girl in front of him.

She is just a junior high school student in China. How could a junior high school student have such great abilities?

Ye Yao held her chin with both hands, looking well-behaved, and jumped on Charlie's minefield, "Ah, could it be that you didn't figure it out? You can't even figure out such a simple problem?"

The girl looked serious as if she really didn't understand why he couldn't solve such a simple problem.

Charlie: “…”

I felt like I was stabbed in the heart.

Is there anyone who mocks others in public like this?

Have you ever cared about other people's opinions and feelings?

The host knows how to strike a balance, and at this moment he steps in to lighten the mood. "Contestant Charlie is probably trying to sort out his thoughts, and he'll be able to answer the question soon."

Ye Yao nodded thoughtfully, as if agreeing with him, "I see, it takes so long to sort out your thoughts."

The boomerang continued to hit Charlie.

Charlie kept looking at the problem and had gone through countless solutions in his mind.

Once I had some ideas, my mind seemed to be opened up.

His subordinate was very fast at solving problems, and he even wanted to solve the problem completely. He had to solve the problem quickly while she was mocking him so that he could hand in the paper before her.

This way he can still get a point.

As long as he also has a scoring point.

The game will be opened up.

If he really lost, and the remaining two players were not as smart as him, he would most likely be eliminated from the game.

A whole page of calculation drafts was quickly filled on a piece of paper.

Si Jiu was sitting down there watching anxiously. He recorded a video with his phone and sent it to his grandfather at home.

I have to complain after posting a video.

"Sister Ye, why haven't you handed in your paper yet? Are you confused about the questions and want to scare the person across from you?"

The old man could have watched the live broadcast, as this troublesome grandson kept sending him videos.

He didn't even have the energy to watch the live broadcast.

But the feeling on site is still quite different from the feeling on TV.

After hearing the anxious message from my eldest grandson, I couldn't help but curse, "What do you know? He's a man of great accomplishments, of course he's different from a brat like you. You're trying to frighten him and give him hope."

Si Jiu disagreed, "When you attack an enemy, you should be quick, accurate and ruthless, making it impossible for the enemy to get up again."

This kind of slowly tempered temperament has worn him down to the point where he has no temper at all.

Then he hit the target with one strike, giving the enemy hope and then ruthlessly extinguishing that hope.

It simply destroyed all the enemy's hopes and continued to die in the womb.

Killing is not the worst, destroying one's heart is the most cruel.

Xiaojiu still doesn't understand the girl's big plan.

The rank is a bit low.

The old man sent him a message, "If you're there, remember to shout as loud as you can. Maybe I can still hear your voice during the live broadcast. If you can bring this girl back to our house as a guest, I will give you a great reward."

After hearing what the old man said, his heart sank.

Sister Ye doesn’t even want to be a guest!

Why do you have to drag Sister Ye to visit?

Besides, Sister Ye didn't want to be friends with him, as it seemed like he was always clinging to Sister Ye.

Not everyone can get close to Sister Ye.

I still have to think of a way, such as playing the victim or something.

Maybe Sister Ye will show mercy and soften her heart.

I replied to the old man excitedly, "Okay, I got it."

But he himself didn't know how much he knew about this matter.

He had no idea how confident he was.

And on the playing field.

Ye Yao saw that he was sweating profusely in anxiety, and he didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he wrote the last stroke. His eyes were full of determination, and he was about to write down the answer.

My hand accidentally touched the button.

Then he looked at it with a panicked look, "Oh, I accidentally pressed it, so I answered the question again?"

Charlie paused, and the pen in his hand fell to the ground with a clear click, and then rolled several times.

He figured out the answer immediately.

The answer is out!!

Is Ye Yao teasing him? ! !

You have to wait and see who answers the question when calculating the last step, right?

He looked at her with gritted teeth, his eyes full of anger, "You did it on purpose!"

The anger could no longer be concealed and seemed to be materializing.

Ye Yao covered his mouth in surprise and took a step back, looking like a frightened little rabbit. "Why do you say that? Isn't the competition about who gets to answer first?"

Turning to look at the host next to him, he said, "I remember the rules of the competition are like this, right?"

The host looked embarrassed.

He now understands how difficult it is to host a music event.

When this job falls to me, it is still as difficult as it was in the preliminary round.

"The rules of the competition are like this. Answering the questions is a test of speed and accuracy. Logically speaking, you are not breaking the rules."

It's just that this is a bit infuriating.

Not to mention that they were angry when they saw it, Charlie's teammates and people from his own country would probably be even angrier when they saw it.

I didn't expect that the opponent would be such a scoundrel.

Ye Yao patted his chest in relief, "That's good, that's good. I thought I had broken some rules."

Then he raised his chin and protested to Charlie across from him, "You heard it, the host said there's nothing wrong with me!"

This is a serious global competition.

Such a childish scene was performed in front of the global audience, making the competition seem like playing house.

I don't take it to heart at all.

But others just can't do anything about it.

Charlie snorted and turned his head without looking at her, “Then let you answer the questions well, and you can talk about it when you get the answer right. If you don’t answer correctly, everything will be in vain.”

Ye Yao narrowed his eyes slightly.

Since someone wants to eliminate her early, there is no need to wait any longer.

"I think the answer is -8, what do you think?"

Charlie was very disappointed.

She already knew the answer, so what else could she say to herself?

Isn't it just to humiliate him?

“…”

He's not talking now, and he doesn't feel anything.

It’s just a loss, if you lose, you lose!

It's no big deal!

Ye Yao shook his head and said, "Alright, let's just use -8."

Her enemy is not him, the real target is still behind.