Just when everyone was getting impatient...
Qu Jian'er looked at the camera.
The saying "If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening" means: If you know the way to your house in the morning, you will die tonight.
As soon as he finished speaking...
The scene suddenly fell silent.
Qu Jian'er revealed a sweet smile: "Of the three thousand rivers, I only take one sip: Your three thousand disciples are as weak as water, I can split you open and drink your blood amidst ten thousand troops."
She deliberately slowed her tone.
She was afraid that people wouldn't hear what she was saying.
It seemed as if they hadn't noticed the changes in the people around them.
Qu Jian'er thought for a moment and said, "What is past cannot be changed, but what is to come can still be pursued. This means that those I killed in the past are not allowed to be mentioned, and anyone who comes to nag again will go down to join him."
She didn't care what the consequences of her literal translation would be; she just wanted to be "quick and easy" first.
Qu Jian'er continued with a smile, "Since we're here, let's make the best of it..."
The host stopped her in time: "Wait!"
His hand holding the quantum computer trembled uncontrollably.
The host's laughter died down, and he cautiously asked, "Teacher Qu, are you joking?"
Even knowing that Qu Jian'er hadn't truly answered the question's meaning.
But he always felt that it wasn't Qu Jian'er who was embarrassed.
It's those who set up difficult questions and make things hard for people!
Qu Jian'er gave a forced smile: "The last one means: since we're already here, let's bury him here."
She deliberately looked down at the other person's neck.
It seemed to be trying to find an opportunity, figuring out how to make a move, to bleed the blood out, so that the blood flowers that splatter out would look more beautiful.
The host was on high alert: "!?"
His hosting career has been dealt a fatal blow, to the point that a long silence has spread throughout the venue.
But no one dared to break the silence.
The host swallowed hard, wiping away cold sweat, and repeated, "Just kidding, just kidding."
Qu Jian'er blinked: "You noticed that? Looks like I need to get serious."
No matter how harmless Qu Jian'er appeared.
Those present no longer dared to treat her as an ordinary person, and even He, the planner, looked horrified.
What did I just hear?
[Hiss, am I hallucinating?]
[Aww, the cookies are so cute!]
[This is crazy... but it's so cool, I love it, ahhh, I love it!]
Why is Qu Jian'er everywhere? Did she not only bring her own funding to the production team, but also to Taiwan?
How did she get to the forefront so quickly? Her backer must be incredibly powerful.
[You guys were so jealous before, weren't you? We cookies earn our money through our own hard work!]
Regardless of the online arguments sparked by Qu Jian'er, the scene remained deathly silent.
The host finally managed to calm down.
He immediately threw away the script in his personal terminal, determined to act differently from those who didn't follow the script.
But they forgot that from the very beginning, they had no intention of communicating the script with Qu Jian'er.
So much so.
Qu Jian'er didn't want to give him any face at all.
The host forced a smile and took a deep breath when the camera couldn't see him: "Let's move on to the next segment. May I ask, how did you get to where you are today?"
Just when everyone thought things were finally going back to normal.
Qu Jian'er thought for a moment and said, "I have thick skin."
The host was speechless.
This was the first time he had ever met such a difficult person.
He mistakenly believed that Qu Jian'er was the sharp-tongued host, while he was the one invited to the program.
The host reminded everyone, "This is a live global broadcast."
Qu Jian'er smiled and said, "No matter how I answer, you will always have your own set of opinions."
The host wanted to throw the microphone away: "Let's go back to the question we were asking earlier."
Is this an attempt to salvage the "academic genius" image?
What's the point of defending someone who didn't even graduate high school? It's pointless, I'm withdrawing.
[If you're going to back down, then back down. Who are you trying to disgust by posting this? If you could even do the same thing as her, I'd be impressed.]
After Qu Jian'er seriously translated the question from earlier and highlighted certain annotations.
Regardless of the people present.
People online remained silent.
In today's world, the focus is on scientific development and the sciences, and most people tend to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
This led to subjects like Chinese language becoming increasingly difficult.
Nobody knows that much about language and literature, let alone history. People online probably thought it was a script.
Only those present knew clearly that they hadn't shown the script to anyone at all.
This proves that Qu Jian'er truly understands!
When the column reaches its final stage.
Qu Jian'er didn't look at the host, but at He, the planner: "You often ask celebrities, actors, and experts questions in this way. Have you ever thought about how this might embarrass them?"
Her "black sheep" nature came into play, and with one sentence, she put everyone in an awkward position.
The topic of the program was getting further and further off track.
To prevent Qu Jian'er from saying anything more frightening.
He had to end the live stream early because he had already realized that Qu Jian'er was targeting him.
But you can't blame anyone else.
He was the one who was malicious first.
Before leaving, Qu Jian'er came to He, the planner.
He, leaning on the table, asked, "I don't know how you did it... Why couldn't you tolerate my father, causing him to remain in a coma until now?"
The others present looked on with expressions of schadenfreude, never expecting such a big piece of gossip to be theirs.
They all put down their work.
Prick up your ears and listen attentively to the opera.
Qu Jian'er sighed: "Silly girl, I can't tolerate not only your cheap father, but I can't even tolerate a little thing like you. Why didn't you investigate before questioning me?"
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