Maomao froze instantly: "???"
This... was this also from a movie or novel?
She had absolutely no recollection of it.
"Bin's high school grades weren't great..."
It sounded like such an unremarkable line.
Could it be some obscure detail from a novel?
But during their duel, both sides had mostly been quoting iconic lines and passages.
Casual phrases like "Have you eaten yet?" or "Hello, see you tomorrow!" were automatically excluded from the question pool.
Had Yu... really not violated the unspoken rules?
The next moment.
Maomao, her brows furrowed, observed the reactions of the spectators and realized—she was done for...
Huang Feirong: "Oh no, oh no! What defeated Maomao wasn't innocence—it was sheer cunning!"
Chi Qingchi: "Huh? Lin Yu is so sneaky, using a niche novel like this. Ugh, there goes my five bucks!"
Chi Qingshui: "Huh? Qingchi, you’ve read it? What novel is it?"
Chi Qingchi quickly averted her gaze: "I... I haven’t read it either."
Chi Qingshui: "Not willing to say, huh? Does Xiaofu-jie know?"
Ye Mengfu immediately lowered her head, shaking it lightly: "N-no... I haven’t read it."
Fang Xinran: "Even geniuses fear the eccentric ones."
Tang Yimian: "Well... that’s not wrong. But both of them are amazing, remembering so much. No wonder Junior Lin Yu has such a talent for writing."
Shen Jiuyi: "Wow, reading really does broaden your horizons."
Shen Buyao: "Just shut your mouth already!"
"..."
Lin Yu smiled faintly, clasping his hands behind his back as he walked up to Maomao.
Time for the victor’s closing remarks.
He leaned down politely and whispered to her:
"Maomao, as I said before..."
"It’s not that you’re weak—it’s that I’m just too strong."
"You see me as a mayfly beholding the vast sky."
Maomao clenched her tiny fists, her eyes brimming with defiance.
She’d lost.
Even though the questions in the app were designed by her.
Even though they were randomly drawn from her own question bank.
She’d still lost!
Didn’t that mean...
Lin Yu’s previous wins hadn’t been flukes at all?
She was just that outmatched.
Maomao took a deep breath, steadying herself before speaking:
"I lost this time..."
"But next time, I’ll definitely win!"
"I’ll figure out where I went wrong and study everything related to it."
"Next time, you won’t catch me off guard again."
The moment she said this, several people in the room exchanged subtle glances.
Not just memorizing the "problem content," but also studying "everything related" to it?
Sigh.
Another pure soul was about to be lost to the world.
As for those who had no idea about Bin’s high school grades, their first thought was...
"Boss Ying’er, aren’t you going to hand out red packets?"
"Heh, good thing I put my faith in Senior Lin Yu."
"Next time there’s a competition like this, count us in!"
"..."
Watching Ying’er scatter money left and right, Lin Yu still felt a lingering itch for more.
He waved to interrupt the crowd waiting for their red packets and announced:
"Why wait for next time?"
"It’s not even mealtime yet—how about another round?"
The first to perk up was naturally Maomao, fresh off her defeat.
She scurried over to Lin Yu, eyes sparkling with anticipation:
"Yu, if we go again, I won’t lose this time!"
Getting two chances to challenge Lin Yu in one day?
To Maomao, it was like celebrating New Year’s early.
Ying’er, seeing this, joined in the teasing:
"Hehe, Xiao Yu, if we draw another question, you might not win so easily!"
"Everyone saw how strong Maomao is—you only barely scraped by last time."
Lin Yu could tell this was Ying’er’s attempt at reverse psychology.
She was worried he’d change his mind on a whim.
But neither she nor Maomao realized Lin Yu’s true intentions.
Doing the same challenge twice? Where was the fun in that?
Besides.
Dueling Maomao even once was exhausting!
This time, they’d competed on movies and novels, and he’d managed to exploit her weak spot.
But if they switched topics and he had no loopholes to exploit, they might end up competing until their lips turned white from exhaustion.
Lin Yu wasn’t about to fall for such a trap.
His mind was on something else entirely.
The [Void Array Talisman]’s effects lasted three hours!
Since he’d already used it, he might as well get his money’s worth.
He’d already memorized all the move lists for the characters in Yu Yu Hakusho, thanks to his photographic memory.
This time, his target was... Shen Jiuyi!
"Xiao Jiu, how about a few rounds of Yu Yu Hakusho?"
"I’d like to see if I can win back what Ying’er lost to you..."
Shen Jiuyi’s gaze froze: "???"
He was coming for her?
Hadn’t Lin Yu just said he wasn’t good enough to play?
Did beating Maomao give him some kind of inflated confidence?
When it came to real-life matters, Shen Jiuyi might be clueless.
But when it came to gaming—especially classic retro games—
Even a pro like Ying’er was no match for her.
A mere Lin Yu?
This was the perfect chance to settle the score after her earlier embarrassment.
[Ding!]
[Heaven-defying move! The Saint stands up for his Dao Companion, stirring the heart of the Array Hall Elder!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
Hearing Lin Yu’s words, Ying’er was the first to react.
She rushed over and grabbed his arm:
"Xiao Yu, you’re the best!"
"Next time something good comes up, I’ll think of you first."
"But Xiao Jiu is insanely skilled—are you sure you can win?"
To add some suspense—and to mislead the betting crowd—
Lin Yu put on a solemn expression and said:
"I don’t know if I can win, but I’ll do my best!"
"After all... I’m really not that good at this game."
Shen Jiuyi studied his microexpressions, and alarm bells rang in her head.
This was bad.
That was the face of someone "playing dumb to eat the tiger"!
Was Lin Yu secretly a gaming prodigy?
Even so.
Shen Jiuyi didn’t believe she could lose.
In the world of gaming, she’d met plenty of so-called geniuses—
And they all called her the genius!
"Even if you’re a gold medalist today, I won’t go easy on you."
Shen Jiuyi took the initiative, plopping onto the couch and picking up a controller.
Lin Yu, seeing this, didn’t hesitate to join her.
Maomao stood behind the couch, visibly disappointed.
She’d thought she’d get a chance to redeem herself, but it was just wishful thinking.
Glancing at her phone, she muttered:
"Strange, why aren’t Wei and Shan here yet?"
"They’re already ten minutes late."
Lin Yu overheard her grumbling and thought to himself:
What, are they takeout?
"Ten minutes late"?!
But halfway through the thought, he suddenly realized something was off...
It made sense for Nurse Wei to be late—she never had any sense of time.
But Curator Shan wasn’t the type to be tardy...
(First update of the day! The second update and bonus chapters are on the way—keep supporting with your power stones!)
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