[As expected of a great photographer...]
[Did God forget to give me a brain when he made me?]
[Damn it... I'd rather believe this was scripted!]
[Boohoo, I'm crying so loudly. After looking up Jia Mingchuan's Baidu profile, I realized I'm completely useless...]
Seeing that even the netizens had been crushed into silence, the director had to see Jia Mingchuan in a new light.
Just how hard did it hit when people suddenly discovered that the seemingly ordinary male guests on this dating show were not ordinary at all...?
Chi Yining was surprised too. It seemed he could only pin his hopes on Brother Yan now. He still wanted first place. If the first-place prize turned out to be points again, wouldn't he strike it rich?! Once he struck it rich, he could just lie flat!! Sweet dreams came every year, but this year had especially many.
But he couldn't put too much pressure on Brother Yan either. An overbearing CEO needed to save face too. What if they didn't get first place...?
With the third team's turn over, what was supposed to be a game had turned into a competition, forcing the atmosphere to grow tense.
The staff member said, "Let's welcome our fourth team of guests!!"
Li Qingmi went straight to the guessing position without being prompted, while Hu Bing walked over to the drawing position.
Chi Yining wasn't very surprised to see Hu Bing sit down, because he knew little about either Li Qingmi, the mathematical genius, or Hu Bing, the figure skating champion.
Hu Bing picked up a fresh drawing board, and the staff brought over a new set of prompts. After starting the timer, the staff member quickly flipped to the first prompt.
After glancing at it, Hu Bing lowered his head and began drawing intently.
The atmosphere among those watching grew tense too.
For the first time, Chi Yining got a clear look at Hu Bing's features: fair skin and delicate features. He also had an air of nobility, and as he lowered his head to draw, his thick, long eyelashes fluttered now and then.
Having never watched Hu Bing compete in figure skating, he felt he needed to go back and watch Hu Bing on the ice.
Hu Bing held up his board just thirty seconds into the first prompt.
Li Qingmi saw a lifelike dragon on Hu Bing's drawing board, looking as though it were playing among the clouds. He was surprised that it could be drawn in just a few strokes, but his voice remained calm as he answered, "Dragon."
The staff member said, "Correct!! +60 points!"
Wang Xinyang, watching below, seemed somewhat used to it now. That was right-these people were a bunch of monsters to begin with!
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[What is the director trying to do?]
[Is the director trying to show us how useless we are...?]
[If I remember correctly, Hu Bing is the little prince of figure skating, right? When did you go learn to draw?!]
[I'm a fan of Hu Bing! Ever since my idol started competing at thirteen, he's designed his own costume for every competition!]
[Yes, yes, I'm a fan of Hu Bing too, but all the guests are so outstanding... we've been too embarrassed to say anything, afraid we'd bring hate onto our idol...]
[As another Hu Bing fan, I've been quietly watching too. Hehe, now you know how amazing our idol is~]
Gu Chengyuan, watching below, cast a resentful glance at Shao Chongsi.
Shao Chongsi gave a helpless shrug, as if to say, So it's my fault~
Over the twenty-minute game, Hu Bing's hands moved faster and faster... Both the viewers and the guests watching below were dazzled, yet Li Qingmi could still answer quickly, so smoothly that it hardly seemed as though he were playing a game.
Normally, the better the people ahead performed, the more nervous those following them should have been, but Chi Yining felt somewhat relieved instead. No matter how high their score was, it couldn't surpass his ten thousand points, and he could team up with Brother Yan again next time. He had nothing to fear anymore.