She shouldn't have lost to Ning Qiluo; she should have performed a hundred times better than Ning Qiluo.
Tan Xia refused to believe that Ning Qiluo would always be so lucky!
The next question is to recite the first 100 digits of pi.
This question is easy for Tan Xia; she knows how to do it. But the prerequisite is that she can beat Ning Qiluo, because Ning Qiluo also knows how to do it.
This time, the rule for the quiz game is to spin around in place.
Ning Qiluo lost and didn't get a turn on Tan Xia.
I feel incredibly dizzy.
She couldn't stand the dizziness; the world in front of her was spinning, making her feel nauseous and wanting to vomit.
Ugh, I can't throw up, the camera's filming.
Since you're destined to lose, just strike a cute pose for the camera.
Ning Qiluo then looked up at the camera, her expression furrowed, her cheeks puffed out, and her eyebrows like caterpillars. The key point was that her hairstyle today consisted of two braids hanging down in front of her chest, making her look incredibly cute.
The other guests seemed to be drawn to Ning Qiluo's expression.
Hou Yulun glanced at her several times. He knew this little girl was pretty, cute, and charming, but at this moment he realized that she was more than just cute and pretty. Unlike Tan Xia's eagerness to show off, Ning Qiluo was like a little angel.
Jiang Zhaoying raised her hand and waved it in front of Hou Yulun, "Hey, what are you looking at? Your eyes aren't moving."
Hou Yulun himself didn't realize that he had just been blatantly staring at Jiang Zhaoying's rumored girlfriend.
Jiang Zhaoying smiled mischievously: "What, you want to covet it?"
Hou Yulun: "..."
He chuckled dryly a few times. "Brother Zhaoying, don't joke around."
"Hey kid, do I look like the kind of person who's joking? I'm reminding you."
"..." Hou Yulun fell completely silent.
Tan Xia successfully grabbed the question.
Despite feeling intensely dizzy, she recited the first 100 digits of pi in front of the camera.
Not a single number is wrong.
Then, she won the question.
"Congratulations to Tan Xia for completing the second question and providing the correct answer."
Tan Xia was overjoyed, and the other guests were applauding for her. Jiang Zhaoying also smiled, knowing it must be because of her.
The third question is about the periodic table of chemistry.
The rule for the competition was to cross a ten-meter acupressure mat barefoot.
It's not actually that difficult, but since it's a variety show, you need to have a sense of variety.
Both of them had a chance to randomly ask for help, which the male guest could do for them, but neither of them used it and took matters into their own hands by stepping on the acupressure mat.
That process... was quite unpleasant.
When the two of them stepped on the acupressure mat at the same time, their expressions were colorful and varied.
The other guests nearby almost burst into laughter, laughing so hard they could barely stand up straight.
It still hurts a little.
Ning Qiluo's forehead was covered in sweat from the pain.
Although Tan Xia also boasted of his abilities, he failed to outrun Ning Qiluo this time, allowing Ning Qiluo to gain the upper hand.
Seeing Ning Qiluo successfully grab the question, Tan Xia was so angry that her liver and lungs ached.
but!
Ning Qiluo actually used up one of her chances to randomly seek help for this question.
All the guests expressed their surprise.
Tan Xia was even more confused.
She had already overcome the agonizing acupressure mat ordeal; surely she could memorize the periodic table? It was so easy, such a great opportunity! And yet, Ning Qiluo, a top student, couldn't even memorize the periodic table…
Everyone was surprised and doubted whether she really couldn't memorize it. If it were edited and broadcast later, netizens would definitely criticize her relentlessly...
Even Jiang Zhaoying didn't know what Ning Qiluo was thinking.
While everyone was confused and speculating, Ning Qiluo said to the camera, "There is no one here who I need to ask for help, so I need to make a phone call to ask for help."
Someone shouted, "Put your phone on speakerphone when you make a call!"
It turns out that someone from the production team said that, but it is indeed the rule.
Ning Qiluo gave an OK sign, and then, under everyone's incredibly curious gaze, she picked up her phone and dialed the number.
The call was answered quickly.
The guests were all holding their breath, eager to know who Ning Qiluo would turn to for help. Tan Xia also looked puzzled; shouldn't she be asking Jiang Zhaoying for help directly?
Until the next moment.
From the extended speakerphone, a man's deep, powerful voice came through: "A-Luo, what's wrong?"
The sound reached the ears of everyone present.
Everyone went wild!
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