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Chapter 212 Aren't they all common sense questions?

The showdown begins.

The first question appears on the big screen.

"Ruan Qi, please listen to the question!" Host Li Yu glanced at the computer in front of her, her expression blank for half a second.

He glanced at the big screen very quickly, and then read out the question as usual.

"Choose a." Ruan Qi said the correct answer very easily.

Shen Wenqian sat in the audience, staring nervously at the question on the big screen, his heart in his throat.

At this time, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Shen Wenqian, who was so nervous and anxious, turned his head impatiently and was startled when he saw the person coming.

"Chang Meng? Why are you here?"

"Come and see Miss Ruan." Meng Boyi smiled and sat down next to Shen Wenqian.

He glanced at the big screen and said with a surprised smile: "Miss Ruan is very good. She has already answered four questions correctly."

Shen Wenqian nodded slightly proudly.

At this time, Ruan Qi began to answer the fifth question.

The host quickly finished reading the topic, and Meng Boyi in the audience frowned slightly.

He didn't speak until Ruan Qi defeated the first defender and his face slowly darkened.

Shen Wenqian, who was so happy that he applauded, turned his head and was surprised to find that Meng Boyi's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Mr. Meng, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Meng Boyi shook his head and said nothing. At this time, Ruan Qi began to fight against the second defender.

A new round of answering questions began, and Meng Boyi's face grew darker as he listened. After a while, he stood up and touched Shen Wenqian beside him.

"Come out with me for a moment."

Shen Wenqian left the studio with him confused.

A few minutes later.

"What?! The difficulty of Ruan Qi's questions has been changed?!"

In the office, Shen Wenqian looked at Meng Boyi in disbelief.

Meng Boyi nodded calmly.

Shen Wenqian took a deep breath, "What's going on?"

Meng Boyi: "You should know that in order to be open and transparent in "The Strongest King Meets the King", the competition questions will be randomly selected by computer only two hours before each live broadcast."

Shen Wenqian nodded.

Meng Boyi's eyes darkened, "This program is divided into the regular season, the king's game and the final showdown. Therefore, the questions stored in the system are also divided into three difficulty levels: low, medium and high. Today's is the regular season. Use

The questions are low-difficulty questions. But the questions Ruan Qi answered just now were all questions in the medium-difficulty question bank."

Shen Wenqian took a breath.

"Someone deliberately made Ruan Qi's questions more difficult!"

"That's right." Meng Boyi nodded, "Someone modified the system settings to allow the computer program to automatically select medium-difficulty questions for challengers. This person is very familiar with the rules of the program group and can modify the question bank mechanism at any time. He is an insider.

"

Zhou Wen's figure immediately popped into Shen Wenqian's mind.

Ruan Qi bumped into the great harmony of life between her and her niece's boyfriend, and she was one of the directors of "The Strongest King Meets the King", so...

It must be her!

Shen Wenqian's face looked very ugly. Meng Boyi glanced at him and his eyes flashed.

"Mr. Shen, do you know who the person who did the trick is?"

Shen Wenqian opened his mouth, hesitated, and nodded.

"I know. It's just Mr. Meng. Now is not the time to settle accounts with her. Ruan Qi is still competing. Is there any way to change the difficulty of the questions back?"

Meng Boyi shook his head: "It can't be changed. The game is already a third of the way. Once the system settings are modified, it will cause a live broadcast accident."



Shen Wenqian returned to the studio with a sullen expression.

The game is still going on, and Ruan Qi has killed the third defender.

The atmosphere in the studio became increasingly lively, and at the same time, some questions appeared on the barrage.

[emm...Why do I think Ruan Qi’s questions are a bit difficult?]

[Here I go, it turns out I’m not the only one who feels this way.]

[Today’s questions are indeed a bit difficult. In the past, I could answer half of them correctly, but this time I couldn’t answer any of Ruan Qi’s questions.]

[Those who say it’s difficult are all Ruan Qi’s fans, right? Can you stop being so anxious to praise your master?]

[Is the person in front sick? You want to start a fight, right? 】

[A fan of Ruan Qi passed by and didn’t find Ruanruan’s questions difficult, because no matter whose question it was, I couldn’t do it. [Erha]]

The game lasted fifty minutes and it was time for halftime.

Shen Wenqian did not let Ruan Qi go backstage, but directly pulled her outside the studio.

He told her about the difficulty of the questions being changed.

"That's what happened," he took a sip of water. "Zhou Wen probably wants to give you a deterrent and drive you out of this show. What are you going to do now? Continue to participate in the competition?"

Ruan Qi thought for a moment, then responded a bit slowly and said "Oh~".

"It turns out that the difficulty of the questions has been changed."

"..." Shen Wenqian's eyelids twitched, "Don't you think your question is a bit difficult?"

"Disaster?"

Ruan Qi's eyes were a little dazed, "Aren't they all common sense questions?"

A contestant who was slowly walking this way with a cup in his hand happened to hear this and spit out all the coffee with a 'poof'.

"..." Shen Wenqian covered his hairline in pain, always feeling that the day when he was forced to become a monk was coming soon.



Two people whose brain circuits are not on the same starting line ended up discussing nothing.

Ruan Qi returned to the studio heartlessly, and the marshmallows who had been waiting in the audience screamed excitedly.

"Soft!"

"Wow! Ruanruan, look here!"

"Soft, soft, soft! We are your fans!"

Ruan Qi didn't expect that there would be fans who bought tickets to come to the studio to see her. The little girl looked at the fans wearing cotton candy support uniforms and ran over with surprise on her face.

Xi Jiu, who was sitting not far away, looked at the little girl's cheerful back, with a hint of endearment in her eyes.

Ruan Munan on the side also smiled gently.

The ten-minute break ended quickly.

Ruan Qi waved to the fans and climbed back onto the challenge stage. She stood on the stage and glanced in the direction of Ruan Munan, but unexpectedly saw Xi Jiu.

The little girl was a little surprised. She blinked and gave Xi Jiu a small smile.

Xi Jiu's cold black eyes melted like ice and snow, turning into a gentle and tolerant sea.

In the next game, Ruan Qi's performance surprised all those who were not optimistic about her.

She overcame obstacles all the way, punched the tigers in the mountains, and kicked the dragons all over the world. She was like a strong and unyielding nail, nailed to the challenge platform, and made all the defenders cry for their fathers and mothers.

The barrage of "The Strongest King Meets the King" has gone crazy.

[However, I am uneducated, so I can take the world by saying shit.]

【I finally believe that there are real academic masters in the entertainment industry!】

【Damn, it’s so exciting! I’ve become a fan!】

[Why did I become a fan of a star because of a quiz show???]

【Ah ah ah ah! As a marshmallow, I feel proud! 】

[I have tortured nine defenders to death, and there is only one left. Come on, come on, buy it, and bet on whether Ruan Qi can win the Grand Slam! 】

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