The fist hit the helmet, making a muffled sound. The guard was fine, but Ouyang Rufeng screamed in pain. "Ouch, it hurts!"
"Three...two...one." Mu Xianning didn't pause. She was already counting slowly enough, but these people were stunned by people who didn't know how to count, and she panicked herself.
"You lost." Mu Xianning mocked playfully, the smile on her face spread even deeper, and she was already laughing in her heart. She just suddenly wanted to try, in this era, is there any multiplication table?
.It feels very interesting. Facts have proved that her idea is not wrong.
"This..." Ouyang Rufeng's face was very ugly. He was so embarrassed in front of all his subordinates. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and he suddenly became angry. "I haven't lost yet, do you know that?"
"Of course I know, seventy-nine and sixty-three." Mu Xianning immediately came up with the multiplication table and looked at Ouyang Rufeng with an extremely contemptuous expression. He is really still the same. Don't he know how to go back and exercise his IQ?
It can't be calculated within ten fingers.
"Of course you know you asked this question. I'll ask you something else." Ouyang Rufeng said unconvinced.
"You can ask whatever you want." Mu Xianning stared at him nonchalantly and let him ask whatever he wanted.
"I will also test you based on the numbers within ten fingers. Let me ask you, what is the number of eight people in each of the seven teams?" Ouyang Rufeng said with a blushing face.
"Fifty-six people." Mu Xianning said directly without thinking.
Ouyang Rufeng didn't expect that she didn't even ask him to check the countdown, and he immediately became angry. He didn't care about the rule of asking yourself a number within ten.
"What about the five people in each of the twelve teams?" Ouyang Rufeng's face became more and more nervous and ugly. He ignored the rules and took one more question.
"Sixty." Mu Xianning looked disdainfully at the guard who blushed because of the elementary school arithmetic problem. Just like the officials of the American Embassy.
According to her opinion, the culture of Zhuoyue Continent is the same as that of the Western Continent. In the 21st century, there are still many American ministers who cannot easily calculate such arithmetic simply because they have not learned the multiplication table.
"Seventeen teams, each team has twenty-six people!" Ouyang Rufeng almost lost his mind with excitement and broke the rules more and more.
Mu Xianning's mind instantly calculated in vertical form "four hundred and forty-two people." Just like the multiplication table, these people didn't even know what the vertical form was.
"You have asked several questions in a row. Can I go out now?" Having achieved her goal, Mu Xianning asked with a smile. She had never thought that looking at Ouyang Rufeng because a child could
Her ears and face turned red as she answered the question. She was so happy. She had witnessed the biggest joke since arriving in Burning Moon Continent today.
Mu Xianning's rhetorical question made the proud and arrogant Ouyang Rufeng feel like a defeated rooster. The eyes of the guards around him changed from contempt for Mu Xianning to a little shocked and even respect. They couldn't imagine it at all.
How did she, a girl who studied poetry and songs all day long, do this?
"Princess Qingyue is here." At this moment, a magnetic male voice suddenly sounded not far away from everyone.
Looking around, Mu Xianning saw a man in black clothes, still wearing a veil and hat on his face. This man was none other than Prince Helian.
