On the next question, Wang Xinyang began to look troubled, and his drawing slowed even further.
Chen Shiyu waited anxiously as he took a full two minutes to finish drawing, but when he saw the board, his tightly knitted brows relaxed a little.
He hadn't expected Wang Xinyang to be so quick-witted. "Edible crab!"
The staff member said, "Correct answer! +60 points."
Chi Yining saw that Wang Xinyang had drawn a loaf of bread and a crab on his board. The production team didn't even give them a word-count hint, making the game much harder. Wang Xinyang's method really did work well here.
Yan Guiyun glanced at Chi Yining, who was wearing a thin black hooded jacket, then whispered into his ear, "Want some crab?"
At that, Chi Yining remembered how tender and delicious crab was and began to salivate. He slowly raised his head to look at Yan Guiyun and nodded.
Yan Guiyun's lips curved into a beautiful smile, his voice sexy and magnetic. "I'll make you some tonight."
Beside them, Li Qingmi had sharp ears. He felt like an omnipresent melon-eating spectator.
And wasn't Yan Guiyun far too good at this? Wasn't this luring an innocent young boy?!
The livestream viewers were all watching Wang Xinyang's side intently and didn't notice Yan Guiyun and Chi Yining whispering into each other's ears.
[Okay, but while Wang Xinyang's drawings aren't great, he does his best to make sure Chen Shiyu can guess them. He's really putting in the effort.]
[Wait, other people's variety shows are variety shows. Is yours meant to demonstrate just how intelligent humans can be?]
[I wanted to go on this show too, but the director's antics scared me off. I admit neither my IQ nor my hands are up to the task.]
The staff member said, "Twenty minutes are up! The second team got fifteen questions right! A total of 900 points!"
Chen Shiyu let out a long breath. He was already very satisfied with that score. His share of 450, plus yesterday's 600 points, minus the six points he'd spent on bus fares yesterday, with thirty archery points left over, brought his current total to 1,080 points.
He could coast for a few days now. Chen Shiyu felt a little burst of happiness inside.
The staff member said, "Third team, please come up!!"
Jia Mingchuan, 185 centimeters tall with medium-length, straight black hair, and Bai Chongxuan, a long-haired beauty standing 188 centimeters tall, made a pairing who were complete strangers to each other.
Just when everyone thought Jia Mingchuan would choose to draw, he chose to guess instead.
Wang Xinyang was already laughing down below. He was looking forward to seeing what that pampered baby Bai Chongxuan would draw.
The first question.
Bai Chongxuan's slender hand sketched casually across the board, but he needed only forty seconds before showing it.
Jia Mingchuan glanced at it and raised an eyebrow, answering in a clear voice, "Fountain pen."
The staff member said, "Correct answer! +60 points!"
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After seeing Bai Chongxuan's next drawings, Wang Xinyang couldn't laugh anymore. He admitted he'd laughed too soon. No matter how abstract or normal the drawing was, Jia Mingchuan could tell what it was at a glance.
Actually, this round, he'd not only underestimated Bai Chongxuan, but underestimated the bashful Jia Mingchuan even more. How could he have forgotten that Jia Mingchuan was a renowned photographer? Jia Mingchuan had won international photography awards multiple times since the age of sixteen. He had a ridiculous number of signature works, too...
Wang Xinyang suddenly began to feel rather small. Was he the only ordinary mortal on this dating show? Jia Mingchuan's performance had sent him straight into his shell.
Twenty minutes later.
The staff member's sweet voice rang out again, but it left the first two teams unable to sit still.
"Congratulations to the third team for getting twenty-five questions right! A total of 1,500 points!"
Jia Mingchuan and Bai Chongxuan stood up at the same time, walked toward each other, and high-fived in sync.
Bai Chongxuan said, "Pleasure working with you!"
Jia Mingchuan nodded. "Likewise!"
Jia Mingchuan's performance had left not only Wang Xinyang speechless, but Hu Bing too. Why did it feel like Jia Mingchuan had an endless supply of wool to shear?