Crushing Them with Intelligence

The host looked blankly at Qin Ze, then at the director, his expression awkward. "He said he finished."

Just now, Qin Ze had loudly announced, "I'm done," and pressed the confirm button.

At that moment, the ranking on the big screen clearly showed Qin Ze in first place.

The contestants in the front rows heard it and looked up at the screen in disbelief. They were stunned.

In about half a minute—twenty-eight seconds, to be exact—someone had finished while the contestants had barely completed a third of their puzzles.

"Impossible." The director did not believe it. He strode over to Qin Ze's table. The puzzle had indeed been completed, but he did not believe Qin Ze had done it through his own ability. Frowning, he turned and whispered to the host, "Was it a preassembled puzzle?"

The host's mouth twitched. "It really is finished..."

The director shoved aside the dumbfounded cameraman and checked the footage. Moments later, his expression matched the cameraman's.

He and the host exchanged a silent look and swallowed hard.

Qin Ze smiled. "The puzzle was pretty easy, and I was in good form. I accidentally finished it. The host said to give it my all. Director, explain it to the contestants, then let's record it again."

The host gave a bitter smile.

Give it his all.

That was what he had told Qin Ze backstage.

At the time, he had thought it did not matter whether Qin Ze gave it his all or not. His presence was only meant to make the game segment more interesting.

But getting first place was one thing. Crushing the top students' intelligence without even trying was another. Now the whole segment was ruined.

They had to give the contestants an explanation. The scene had become somewhat chaotic. The contestants were