Seeing Bai Fan standing at the end with a nonchalant face, as if he didn't even bother to look at the screen, Ouyang Fei couldn't help but secretly get angry: "This little hillbilly doesn't seem to know what his face is: anyway, no matter what the result is today, he can get a lot of fame: there is a saying that 'a good name and notoriety are always better than no name', this little hillbilly really knows this!" ”

As the genius of the Ouyang family, Ouyang Fei doesn't take anyone in her eyes at all, and she is indeed smart: not many people in the mall can hide their thoughts in front of her.

"These hillbillies really need a good lesson! But Wu Weiwei's shot is enough! ”

And Bai Fan was looking at the screen bored at this time.

Memorizing 1,000 numbers is not a difficult task for Bai Fan: for Bai Fan, an ancient book of tens of thousands of words only needs to be read once to recite the whole book: just like the Zhang Song of Xishu in the history of the Three Kingdoms After reading Cao Cao's "Mengde's New Book", he told Yang Xiu that Cao Cao's book was copied, and then recited the whole book.

Although Yang Xiu could see that Zhang Song was cheating on himself, he still admired it.

But even if he could memorize it, Bai Fan didn't want to bother with this brain at all: a white-haired old man who could only be seen by Bai Fan was standing beside Bai Fan.

"Master, I can already recite it backwards. I didn't expect people to still play this kind of game now. ”

"Hehe, just memorize it, are you ready?"

"Possessed."

Five minutes passed quickly.

The numbers on the screen suddenly disappeared, and the host called out from the side: "It's time!" ”

Except for Bai Fan, the expressions of the nine people were different: some people looked confident, some people looked depressed, and some of them kept twitching and didn't know what was going on.

"Now everyone has a pen and a piece of paper, write down everything you remember!"

As she spoke, a hostess brought a pen and paper, and everyone took one and began to write.

Wu Weiwei sneered with confidence, picked up the pen and began to write.

Nine people were brushing and brushing, and only Bai Fan was motionless, as if he hadn't participated in the competition at all.

And sure enough, this hillbilly didn't plan to participate in the tournament at all! Just trying to make a name for yourself! Ouyang Fei was even more disgusted.

A few minutes later, several people had all written, and Bai Fan's piece of paper was still white and clean.

"You're playing tricks on Miss Fifi and all the others." Wu Weiwei looked at Bai Fan's piece of paper and sneered: "Even if you don't remember anything, it's okay to write 10 numbers?" ”

The others all laughed.

Only Feng Zhongwei didn't laugh: this guy didn't seem to want to care about other people's affairs at all.

"Alright. Now let's take a look at your results. Miss Feifei, what do you see? ”

"No problem. Actually, I can almost guess the outcome. Now please give me the answer except Bai Fan and Wu Weiwei. ”

Glancing at the eight pieces of paper, the smart Ouyang Fei already knew it.

"Mr. Feng Zhongwei, you have written 455 correct answers, congratulations."

"Ma Xiaotian, you have written 402 correct answers, which is very powerful!"

"Mr. Ji Dusi, you actually wrote 560 correct answers, oh my God! You're almost ahead of me......"

"Mr. Zhang Li, you also wrote 334 correct answers! Excellent! ”

After reading these four people, Ouyang Fei smiled and said to the other four: "The other four are very sorry: you have all been eliminated. But don't worry that you won't be the last one, in fact, you are all very good talents, please work harder in the future. ”

Ouyang Fei was very smart and didn't read the results of the four people behind, and the four people behind him stepped down with red faces, and he was still grateful to Ouyang Feifei in his heart: his grades were simply embarrassing in front of those four.

"Alright. Now let's take a look at Mr. Wu Weiwei's answer, I believe Mr. Wu Weiwei will be great. ”

Wu Weiwei's face was full of confidence: "No problem!" ”

Hand directly to your own answer sheet.

Ouyang Fei glanced at it with a smile, but his face changed at the first glance.

Then, for half a minute, Ouyang Fei's face became whiter and whiter.

Wu Weiwei didn't know what was going on at all when he saw this situation, and the onlookers also saw that something was wrong.

After a full thirty seconds, Ouyang Fei sank his face and looked at Wu Weiwei with an angry face: "Mr. Wu Weiwei, what do you mean by this?" Did you do it on purpose? ”

Wu Weiwei looked confused: "Miss Feifei, what did you say?" ”

"What are you dissatisfied with my Ouyang Fei?"

"Miss Fei Fei......"

"Wrong from the first number!" Ouyang Fei desperately resisted the urge to throw the piece of paper into a ball and throw it on Wu Weiwei's face.

"The screen is back up!"

The huge screen immediately displayed the 1,000 numbers just now, and Ouyang Fei handed the piece of paper to the host: "Read!" ”

The host was also a little puzzled, took the piece of paper and read: "78768897866745635235465678......"

The crowd erupted in laughter.

None of the numbers read by the host can match the numbers on the display screen!

Wu Weiwei's face turned green, and he looked at the numbers on the display with a confused expression.

The host couldn't read it anymore after reading dozens of numbers, and looked at Wu Weiwei with an embarrassed face: "Mr. Wu...... What the hell is going on with you? ”

"Mr. Wu, did you do it on purpose?"

Ouyang Fei's face was also pale: "As a memory master, you can't even remember a number?" Completely wrong from the first place? ”

"This, this, this ......"

Wu Weiwei didn't understand it at all!

I have absolute confidence in my memory! Not to mention memorizing simple numbers?

Relying on his instantaneous memory ability, he has absolute certainty that he can remember at least 600 digits of content without a bad number, but why do you even remember the first number wrong now?

"Hahahahaha......"

At this time, Bai Fan let out a burst of laughter, but did not speak.

At this moment, the embarrassed Wu Weiwei seemed to have finally found a way to vent, glared at Bai Fan and said, "What are you laughing at, you little hillbilly?" You didn't write a word on that piece of paper that you laughed at me? The big deal is that you and I are tied for last place! ”

"Hehe, Mr. Wu, this is not right, who told you that if I didn't write, it means that I didn't remember anything?" Bai Fan smiled: "It's just that I'm a lazy person and I'm too lazy to write." ”

Wu Weiwei's seven tricks were angry: "If you don't write, who knows how much you memorized?" ”

"I didn't write it, but I can read it to you."

(End of chapter)