"Tongtong, how many questions are there in total?" Xia Qianqian hadn't even read the questions clearly, but she trusted Tongtong knew.
It was because Tongtong had already displayed his extraordinary memory earlier.
Yun Duo'er was also asking Song Yicheng beside her. Although these questions were very simple, all mental arithmetic.
But the difficulty lay in remembering so many questions in such a short time and calculating the answers.
A normal person, after memorizing, would likely confuse the questions when calculating the answers.
No one could calculate the answer to one question while remembering the next and also tallying the final sum.
Song Yicheng and Tongtong said the answer almost at the same time: "Choice B, 7 questions."
Concurrently, Gu Lie below also gave his answer: "B, 7 questions!"
Hearing this answer, Liu Yifeng knew it was stable, because he had also calculated 7 questions.
The audience below, however, held their breath, as they didn't know the answer.
Gu Lie's specially invited guest's heart was in their throat, afraid of getting it wrong.
The competition had just begun, and if the first question was wrong, it would definitely affect their subsequent performance.
Under everyone's gaze, the host began to announce the answer: "The correct answer is..."
He paused deliberately, looked at Gu Lie and the audience below.
The audience below tensed up under his gaze. Gu Lie, the person concerned, was very calm and confident in his answer.
"B, 7 questions! Congratulations to Gu Lie!" the host exclaimed excitedly. On the big screen, the questions just shown reappeared, with the answer marked in red.
Everyone calculated and indeed it was 7 questions.
This was too amazing. Such a young child possessed such powerful memory.
This truly lived up to its name, "The Brain," and was not something ordinary people could answer correctly.
Gu Lie then walked back to his seat with confident steps and high-fived his specially invited guest.
"Next, we invite contestant number three, Xie Linan, to the stage to answer."
...
Unknowingly, ten contestants had already come on stage. So far, there were zero mistakes, and no one had answered incorrectly. The difference lay in who used the shortest time.
This also put considerable pressure on the contestants answering later, who were afraid of being the first to make a mistake.
Tongtong had answered all these questions correctly, and many contestants had also answered correctly, indicating that each contestant was very capable.
Seeing how amazing Tongtong was, Xia Qianqian was filled with hope for the competition.
It wasn't until the fourteenth contestant answered that they made a mistake due to excessive nervousness, becoming the first to err and returning to their seat dejectedly.
The fifteenth and sixteenth contestants answered correctly. Next, it was Song Yicheng's turn.
"Next, we invite contestant number seventeen, Song Yicheng, to the stage to answer. Let's give him a round of applause!" the host shouted into the microphone.
Everyone began to clap, and Song's mother shouted loudly, "Son, go for it!"
Hearing her voice, the camera shifted to her.
Song Yicheng was also very confident in himself, with a very self-assured expression, even exuding an air of arrogance.
When he appeared, his personal introduction would be displayed on the big screen to prevent the audience from forgetting the opening introduction.
This time, the host did not immediately ask questions but chatted with Song Yicheng: "Yicheng, I heard you took the college entrance examination before and scored 700 out of a perfect 750.
You have now skipped grades to the third year of high school and will face the real college entrance examination next June. What are your expectations for yourself?"
Song Yicheng picked up the microphone on the desk and said, "700 points was obtained with mistakes. I believe that in next year's college entrance examination, I will definitely score 720 points. This is my minimum target. If possible, I hope to score around 740 points."
Hearing his words, the audience below cheered.
Being able to take the college entrance examination at such a young age and achieve a high score of 700, and now studying for it again, reviewing high school content, with a little effort, he could surpass 700.
Moreover, the child was so young and more malleable.
Combined with his confidence, no one suspected he was boasting.
Once this child is admitted, he will be the youngest college entrance examination student, and with such a score, Peking University is assured. He can choose any major he wants. This is a future pillar of the nation!
"Then I wish Yicheng success in his endeavors. Let me ask you another question. When the previous sixteen contestants answered, you must have been answering below the stage. What is the difficulty of these questions for you?" the host continued to ask.
Song Yicheng replied without hesitation: "Very simple, a piece of cake!"
"It seems Yicheng is exceptionally talented. Let us look forward to your wonderful performance. Please get ready, we are about to present the question."
Song's mother below saw her son's performance and shrugged proudly, looking as if she didn't take anyone seriously.
Liu Yifeng saw her like this and secretly shook his head. What was the use of this child being so smart if she had been spoiled by her mother? She still needed to be fed by mouth at such an age and couldn't even tie her own shoelaces, a complete life idiot.
Could his mother take care of her son her whole life?
In his opinion, the first thing this woman should do is teach her son self-reliance, instead of raising an idiot who couldn't even eat by himself.
Meanwhile, the big screen on stage had already displayed the question.
Everyone's eyes were glued to the big screen, which showed 32 questions. No one knew what the questions were; choosing a question was like opening a blind box.
"Song Yicheng, please choose a question!"
Song Yicheng looked at the serial numbers: "Jing Gan Shi Mei Yu, Qi Yun Dan Xian Jian, I choose question 32!"
"Get ready, please look at the question!" the host gestured.
The big screen displayed 3, 2, 1.
Finally, an image appeared. In the image, an old woman was holding a cup, pouring tea. A little boy appeared, calling out "Grandma, Grandma, I'm thirsty."
Then the scene shifted. The table was covered with disposable cups, some empty, some filled with water.
The video was cut off after fifteen seconds.
The host then held the microphone and said, "Please tell me, how many birds are in the painting hanging on the wall above the old woman's head in the video?"
Before the host could finish, everyone wore a bewildered expression.
They had expected questions like how many cups there were in total, or how many were empty, or how many had water.
So their attention was focused on the cups on the table. Who would normally pay attention to the inconspicuous painting on the wall, let alone count the birds in it?
This difficulty was unprecedented, much harder than the previous sixteen questions.