[Poetry Reorganization] The characteristics of this topic are obvious. If you can recite every single line of poetry, then after the words are confused, you can restore the poem sooner or later as long as you are patient, it is only a matter of time.

But if there are many poems in it that have not seen before, there is basically no need to think about it. It is wise for most players to give up the competition directly.

After Li Yiru left casually, two minutes later, a boy sighed deeply and left the studio with his head down depressed. Gradually, more and more people stood up and left.

There is no way, there are five questions in total. Basically, each question is composed of rare poems and is too difficult. After passing this ditch, it is another hurdle. It is also required that all five questions must be correct, otherwise all of them will be eliminated, which is too strict.

The reality is that some people can’t even answer a single question, and those who can do three of them are masters.

The countdown was ticking until the ringtone rang, Liu Yiyi said aloud: "The competition is over, contestants who have not finished answering the questions, please give up. We will invalidate the timeout results."

As soon as Liu Yiyi finished speaking, she saw her assistant Xiaozhu waving desperately to her. She walked over quickly and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"Sister Yiyi, Xiao Yang said that there was something wrong with the contestant's performance. Someone is suspected of cheating. Please go over and decide."

Liu Yiyi is the host of "Poetry Competition" and is also the new producer of this show. She walked to the backstage and asked about the situation, but Xiaozhu didn't know it either.

In an office, several employees were verifying the results of 200 contestants. When they saw Liu Yiyi from afar, everyone immediately sat upright.

The head employee stood up and said, "Producer Liu, we suspect that some contestants cheat."

"Reason." Liu Yiyi said concisely.

"This player only took 1 minute and 31 seconds to complete the game!"

Li Yiru's tall and upright image instantly appeared in Liu Yiyi's mind, and the coquettish smile he smiled when he got up and left. What was he laughing at that time?

Liu Yiyi calmed down: "It's because he gave up the competition. What do you mean is that there are actually problems with his previous written test scores?"

"It's either the written test score or the game I just completed, it took 1 minute and 31 seconds, and it's all right."

Everyone following Liu Yiyi was instantly amazed:

"1 minute 31 seconds? All right?"

"This is impossible!"

"In 1 minute and 31 seconds, it's just enough time to copy the answers, but is he not reading the questions? He doesn't think about it?"

"This is too unreasonable!"

Xiao Yang was a little excited: "Yes, it's so contrary to common sense. What's the concept of 1 minute and 31 seconds? We checked his questions. The five questions contained a total of 30 verses. Each time he restored a poem, it was 3.03 seconds! 3.03 seconds, it was just a sneeze. This was not something that could be done by manpower, we thought it was cheating!"

Liu Yiyi took a breath and said slowly: "Is there any evidence?"

"No."

"Have you watched the playback?"

“We haven’t gone to the technical department yet.”

"Walk!"

At Liu Yiyi's order, everyone rushed to the technical department in a mighty way. She asked: "Is there a theoretical possibility of cheating in our game?"

"It exists in theory. Although each contestant's questions are random in the computer question bank and do not involve plagiarism at the neighbor's seat, if there are cheating tools, you can record the screen content and then pass it outside for others to answer.

But this is only theoretical. After all, the players on the scene are already elites. Is there a terrifying master outside the field?"

Xiaozhu said: "Even if there is a terrifying master, it takes time to shoot the screen, and it takes time to pass it outside. It takes time for the master to answer and answer it back. With such delay, it is even more impossible for the player to achieve a perfect result of 1 minute and 31 seconds!"

"So it's theoretically, but reality can't! How could he do it right at 1 minute and 31 seconds?"

"Did we meet a genius?" someone said in surprise.

"Genius also has to exist under the framework of human cognition? We have so many awesome contestants in the past years. During the auditions last year, [Poetry Reorganization] was far less difficult than today. Chen Zhilei also completed it with a record-breaking result in 3 minutes and 9 seconds. Today's question is far more difficult than before, so it is even more unlikely that anyone can break 3 minutes, let alone 1 minute and 31 seconds now?"

"This is simply a fantasy, it's so irritating!"

Liu Yiyi frowned: "How is his written test score?"

"He ranks 188 for 200 contestants. If he was so awesome, he would have shined in the written test."

...

Everyone analyzed various possibilities along the way, but they didn't find any reason. Soon they came to the technical department and retrieved Li Yiru's game scene. A large number of people lay on the computer and watched the playback from various angles.

The playback screen kept magnifying, and everyone refused to let go of any tiny details. Even the pen and ink that was accidentally dyed on Li Yiru's school uniform was treated by a laboratory microscope to observe cancer cells. The delicate skin texture on his cheeks was doomed.

Everyone held their breath, and more than a dozen sharp eyes stared at the screen, and the room was silent. Until a moment later, someone finally discovered a problem!

"Hey, I have to say, this guy is so handsome!"

...

There are two auditions today. After the [Poetry Reorganization] is completed in the morning, it is the time for the contestants to have a meal.

Li Yiru had a very good appetite, but Ma Jian was in a melancholy and frowning manner.

He was originally quite unhappy about Li Yiru's "giving up the competition". He still hoped that Li Yiru would not be the first to give up the competition. After all, coming here to participate in a TV show also represents the school, but he is not in the mood to criticize Li Yiru now.

At this time, Ma Jian looked at the ground with one hand on his chin, and he didn't even look at the sumptuous food on the dining table.

"Yiru, I feel like I might be dying!"

"Didn't you answer all the answer?" Li Yiru picked up the braised pork with braised pork.

"But there is a poem that I am confused about. The question consists of 6 sentences in total. I am sure of five of them. I combined the last few words based on my feelings."

Li Yiru picked up another crispy tenderloin, "What words, let me tell you."

"Come on, phoenix, no, dead, withered, bamboo, tung, I'm making up the 'bamboo dead and tung phoenix withered tung phoenix will not come'! But I also think it may be 'tung tung tung phoenix will not come', or even 'tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung t

"You are right, it's 'The phoenix will not come when the bamboo dies and the pine trees will not come when the pine trees are dead'. This poem comes from Cui Yu's "Crying Li Shangyin", 'Where are birds crying and the flowers fall? Where are the people? The pine trees will not come when the bamboo dies and the pine trees will not come when the pine trees are dead'. Of course, this sentence is also found in Cheng Minzheng's "Nine Days Resentment Chapters"."

"How do you know?"

"Why can't I know? Check it out to see if it's the verses from these two poems." At this time, Wang Yu, another contestant from the same school, sat over. Li Yiru picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his bowl, and recommended, "Try this, it's very delicious."

Ma Jian quickly took out his cell phone and checked it. His face was full of sorrow and swept it away in an instant. Then he raised his head and patted the table, "Damn, my buddy has answered correctly!"

"Is it right! Are you happy?"

"happy!"

“Is it pleasant?”

"It's so pleasant!"

"Do you have appetite?"

“Yes, yes!”

"Ma Jian, then you can have a fucking meal!" Li Yiru picked up his chopsticks and picked up a crispy tenderloin for Wang Yu.

Wang Yu: "Thank you Senior Li."

"Damn, that's my dish!" Ma Jian looked down at his empty plate. The last crispy tenderloin was gone, the braised pork was gone, and only a few coriander was left lying there pitifully. He wailed, "Li Yiru! You have all my dishes been secretly eaten, I'm so bad!"
Chapter completed!