Duel to fight for a woman's right to belong, in ancient Europe, this is called romanticism, in today's Europe, this is called illegality, in the current China, this is called stupid. Force.

But this theory cannot be applied to a freak like Han Baichuan who can get two doctorates at the age of 17.

Han Baichuan and Guo Yujing are really from the same school, even if the time they spend in the juvenile class is not counted, but the thinking of inheritance is the same.

When you encounter someone who needs to be dealt with, your first reaction is to disarm the enemy.

Han Baichuan knew in his heart that Wang Kefan's biggest reliance in his heart was just the intelligence he was proud of. In other words, it is a "pride of talent" with a student's spirit, which is really naïve. And as long as he can win Wang Kefan in front of Guo Yujing, there is no doubt that Wang Kefan will lose all the qualifications to argue with him, and all the words he said on the rooftop just now will become nonsense.

Although Luo Binghui, who was standing in the distance, was unwilling, he couldn't refuse Han Baichuan's request at this time, and he couldn't really make a look like he didn't take advantage of Guo Yujing, right?

However, he still glanced at Ying Ming with a little expectation, but the old man immediately said: "I heard that people will become stupid after being an official for a long time, but you haven't become stupid, let me see if Baichuan has become stupid." ”

Wang Kefan was not mentioned in the words, obviously he didn't care about winning or losing at all, or rather, he decided to win or lose.

Luo Binghui was helpless, so he could only say, "Which of you will come first?" ”

Han Baichuan asked Wang Kefan, "Mr. Wang, what do you think?" ”

"Whatever the guest wants." Wang Kefan said indifferently.

Han Baichuan was also not polite, nodded, and said to Luo Binghui: "I'll come first, let's start." ”

Luo Binghui pressed the start button slightly frustrated in his heart, knowing in his heart that he would never be able to take advantage of Guo Yujing today.

On the blank screen, a row of characters of different colors was combined at a rapid rate of one per second, Wang Kefan stood on the side and counted intently, while Han Baichuan was lips moving slightly, and his ten fingers were bent in an orderly manner, which was obviously the memory method he had exercised.

The last character stops, exactly 100, no more, no less.

Han Baichuan closed his eyes, and after recalling for a while, he began to recite: "Red letter C, blue number 82, black Chinese character green ......"

Every time he reports one, Luo Binghui will type one, whether it is correct or not, you can know at a glance.

Guo Yujing explained to Wang Kefan in a very small voice: "Where something is wrong, stop there." ”

Wang Kefan nodded knowingly.

Han Baichuan recited the numbers very quickly, every time he skipped ten, his fingers stretched out, Wang Kefan estimated in his heart that Han Baichuan probably arranged every ten as a group to write down, and the finger represented the first character of each group.

When the 71st character was registered, the audience burst into slight applause, because it had surpassed Luo Binghui's results just now.

Wang Kefan asked Guo Yujing how many she had just recited, and Guo Yujing said, "69." ”

Wang Kefan nodded, if it was him before, I am afraid that he would not be able to bear it at most a dozen, he looked around, and was slightly shocked in his heart, everyone here is afraid that they have no less ability than Guo Yujing, right? If it weren't for the ability to get the magic lamp, I am afraid that I would not even have the opportunity to meet these people in my life.

And now......

The corners of Wang Kefan's mouth raised slightly, the string of things just now, even if he turned his back upside down, it was not a problem at all. The aura of Brother Lamp Monster is obviously a little too violent.

After Han Baichuan carried to the 80th, his speed slowly slowed down.

The perfect score of this little game is like 147 in snooker for these people on the scene. Most of the average professional masters have the ability to score a perfect score in the game, but it is not very common. It's the same with them, when they're in good shape, each of them can memorize it in its entirety. The memory of the sky is not like that of a human being.

Everyone stopped making a sound, quietly waiting for the long-lost perfect score to appear.

Three minutes later, Han Baichuan cautiously reported the last number: "Red 88." ”

Luo Binghui pressed the button, and the red 88 was impressively projected on the screen.

Han Baichuan opened his eyes, looked at Wang Kefan with a smile, and said politely: "Mr. Wang, it seems that at most it can only be a draw." ”

There was a chuckle at the scene, and there was a slight ridicule in the laughter, in everyone's opinion, Wang Kefan, an "ordinary person", can memorize 30 or 40 is already very remarkable, and a tie with Han Baichuan is just like a joke.

But Wang Kefan's words made the laughter at the scene come to an abrupt end.

"Can you give me a longer one? Is it okay to give out 200 at once? ”

Han Baichuan frowned slightly, but heard Wang Kefan say loudly: "Director Han, I said that I am a genius. ”

This sentence was just said by Han Baichuan alone on the rooftop, but Wang Kefan said it in front of a real genius in a room.

Immediately, someone at the scene couldn't stand Wang Kefan's arrogant attitude, and said loudly: "Mr. Wang, don't be reckless, we can't remember 200." ”

Luo Binghui also said: "Mr. Wang, you don't have to mind too much what Senior Brother Baichuan said just now, even if you lose, Xiaojing can really go with him?" It's not enough to be a game, it's good to play......"

"Nope! Put two hundred of them on him! Ying Ming, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, "Young man, you should let him suffer a little loss, so that he can know what it means to be high and thick!" ”

The old man is obviously angry like this.

But come to think of it, an undergraduate student who graduated from a third-rate university actually bragged about his intelligence in front of a room full of doctors and masters, this is not just a slap in the face, it is simply spit in their faces!

Ying Ming asked for paper and pen to make a record, and then asked Wang Kefan: "Little girl's family, are you ready?" ”

Guo Yujing's face flushed slightly, turned her head to look at Wang Kefan, Wang Kefan smiled, held her hand, and then replied generously: "You can start." ”

The corners of Luo Binghui's mouth rose, and he pressed the start button with a look of disdain and disbelief.

Wang Kefan immediately concentrated and stared at the screen.

Characters of various colors are also skipped at a rate of one per second, Ying Ming is very childish and quickly writes down the characters, and then uses his old brain to write down the color corresponding to each character with difficulty. The people on the side naturally helped to remember it together.

After 200 seconds, all the characters are played.

Wang Kefan's eyes widened, and he looked up at the air with blazing eyes.

But his eyes are not air, and the characters of various colors have long been simulated by Wang Kefan into a list and put in his mind. It was as clear as every punctuation mark on every book he had read.

In terms of memory, Wang Kefan has actually surpassed the peak of human beings. It is likely that the lamp monster converted some of Wang Kefan's talents to memory.

In the eyes of others in the hall, Wang Kefan looked like he didn't even remember what the first character was.

But just when they were about to taunt twice, Wang Kefan suddenly recited what he had just seen at a very fast speed.

"White letter Z, green kanji king, blue number 21 ......"

Wang Kefan didn't get stuck at all, first surpassed Luo Binghui's 71 just now in one breath, and then his speed did not decrease, and he easily broke through the 100 mark.

The audience fell silent.

Everyone raised their heads and watched as Luo Binghui pressed out the characters one by one with a shocked face.

And Ying Ming's hand holding the pen trembled slightly involuntarily.

Human beings have a limited instantaneous memory, although there are indeed people in history who have never forgotten, but this kind of person, after Ying Ming taught so many students, he has never seen it.

But today, a guy who couldn't even get into a key university showed such a strong memory in front of him, which really ruined his three views.

Wang Kefan's tone has not slowed down from beginning to end, he stared at the air, as if he was staring at the answer, not so much that he was reciting, but that he was reading it.

150 ...... 180…… 199 ......

"Red 88......"

The last character exited, and the hall couldn't help but applaud.