The two followed the navigation to an abandoned school, and Luo Shimiao parked the car in a shady spot.
"Ding!" The two received a text message at the same time after getting off the car.
Luo Shimiao opened the text message, which read: "Please go to classroom 101 in building 1. To rescue your boyfriend, you must pass 10 challenges within 5 hours. After passing all challenges, you will get the key and the location where your boyfriend is being held. If you fail to complete the challenge within the time limit, I'm sorry, your boyfriend will be mine, hahahahaha."
Lan Xinyue leaned closer to look at Luo Shimiao's text message and said, "I'm from Building 2."
Luo Shimiao frowned: "Completed within 5 hours? What kind of things took so long?"
"As long as I don't have to watch horror movies or play with snakes, it's all fine."
There were four teaching buildings in front of them, each marked with a building number on its side. The two walked towards the teaching buildings.
At that moment, a yellow sedan drove in through the gate, and Cao Lu arrived.
Luo Shimiao arrived at Building 1, which has three floors and four classrooms on each floor. He turned the doorknob, pushed open the door, and entered classroom 101.
The empty classroom contained only one set of desks and chairs.
The blackboard reads: Please complete the test paper on the table. The full score is 100 points, and 60 points is the passing score. If you fail, you can revise your answers until you reach the passing score, and then you can move on to the next level.
Luo Shimiao pulled out a chair and sat down, taking Xiao Lü off his shoulder and placing it on the desk.
Pick up the exam paper and read it from beginning to end.
Live stream chat, bullet comments.
— [Wow, it's a university-level advanced mathematics exam! No wonder they gave us 5 hours.]
—【I think Luo Shimiao is doomed. She doesn't seem like a good student at all.】
— [Don't forget she graduated from university at 19!]
—【If you start school early, graduating at 19 isn't unusual. Several people in my hometown started school early and graduated from university at 19, just like her.】
Luo Shimiao grabbed a pen and quickly filled in the answers, choosing the correct answer for both multiple-choice and true/false questions with just a glance.
For the final question, Luo Shimiao bit the pen cap and didn't write anything.
Live stream chat, bullet comments.
—【She just picked randomly; she couldn't answer the open-ended questions. Cao Lu and Lan Xinyue both calculated seriously, but her perfunctory attitude showed a lot of disrespect for the production team.】
—【Please, at least use a different ID before you start criticizing. Love Lulu? It's obvious you're a fan of some idol and you're just bringing trouble to your own.】
The photographer asked, "Ms. Luo, how were your math grades when you were in school?"
Luo Shimiao replied, "It's alright."
"You should be able to do these questions, so why aren't you doing them?"
"There are several ways to solve this problem, and I'm thinking about which one to write down."
The photographer's eyes flashed with surprise. He couldn't believe that Mr. Luo, who was as mischievous as a monkey, was so good at math and could come up with so many ways to solve problems.
"Swish, swish, swish..." Luo Shimiao started writing.
Once I started writing, I didn't stop until I finished the last major question.
Luo Shimiao put down his pen, flicked the test paper, and said, "Okay, I'm handing in my paper."
The photographer standing in front was stunned. Was this the kind of speed a human should have in solving a problem? If he didn't know that the production team hadn't given everyone the answers, he would have really thought they were just filling in the answers they had memorized.
A man dressed in black and wearing a black mask came in and took away Luo Shimiao's exam paper.
About five minutes later, Luo Shimiao received a text message.
The text message reads: "Your exam score is 100, a perfect score. Please proceed to classroom 102 for the second stage."
The photographer focused the lens on the text message content.
Live stream chat, bullet comments.
—【Damn! 100 points? I thought she just wrote it randomly. Anyone who reads this will say it's awesome!】
— [Could it be that the production team provided the answer beforehand?]
—【So, you're only giving it to Luo Shimiao, and not the other two?】
—[Although we know Luo Shimiao is intelligent, her speed in answering questions is still questionable; she finished a test paper in less than 10 minutes.]
Luo Shimiao stood up with Xiao Lü in his arms, looked at the camera and said, "Right now, the live stream viewers are probably saying whether I knew the answer in advance. To tell you the truth, I've done these kinds of questions to death in high school. They're as easy as eating, not challenging at all."
After saying that, he turned around and headed to the next classroom with a flourish.
Upon arriving at classroom 102, Luo Shimiao noticed a gap of about 20 centimeters in the door and didn't rush in.
The first classroom was closed, but the second classroom was open. Something was definitely amiss. I glanced at the door frame and sure enough, it was open.
He stretched out his long leg and kicked the door panel, then quickly pulled it back and took a few steps backward.
"Clang." A bowl of flour fell off the door frame, sending a cloud of white powder flying into the air.
Luo Shimiao said, "You didn't manage to mess with me, did you? I have eyes on the top of my head, you know."
After some of the flour had settled, Luo Shimiao covered her nose and strode into the classroom.
Inside, there was a wooden easel and a small stool. White paper was clipped to the easel, and a set of sketching pencils was placed on the floor.
Luo Shimiao raised an eyebrow and focused his gaze on the blackboard.
The sign read: Please draw a sketch of your boyfriend, with all facial features present. A score of 10% likeness is considered passing.
Luo Shimiao said with a smile, "Director, you're really being very open and aboveboard in this."
He sighed, sat down, picked up a craft knife, and began sharpening his brush: "I haven't drawn for a year or two. I never thought I'd pick up a paintbrush again on a TV show."
Live stream chat, bullet comments.
—【Drawing shouldn't be difficult for Luo Shimiao. I remember she mentioned that she used to play with her mother's paints a lot when she was little. Her mother must be a painter, or at least someone who enjoys painting, so she must have been exposed to it to some extent.】
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