Song Ji Hyo cheered for Jiang Siming loudly: "Come on, Oppa! You can definitely do it!"
"Ji Hyo, Kwang Mo is your teammate, how can you turn your elbows outward?" Yoo Jae Suk teased.
Song Ji Hyo raised her head and said proudly: "Because Oppa is my...brother-in-law, what's wrong? Can't you help my brother-in-law?"
Everyone was speechless. This reason...cannot be refuted...
"You can ask, I'm ready." Li Guangmo said with a serious expression.
Jiang Siming nodded and began to ask questions.
"What's your favorite food?"
"1+1=!" Li Guangmo blurted out, and as expected, the answer had nothing to do with the question.
Jiang Siming didn't care and continued to ask: "When do you plan to get married?"
"+=6!" Li Guangmo replied again!
Because this is a quick answer, the other party cannot think about it for more than a second.
Jiang Siming then asked again: "What is your favorite mathematical formula? Tell me quickly!"
"88=64!" Li Guangmo answered again without thinking.
Jiang Siming smiled and stopped asking, and everyone understood that Guang Mo had lost.
Jiang Siming noticed that Li Guangmo had been using mathematical formulas to answer questions, and immediately changed his thinking about the question. Li Guangmo fell into the trap without paying attention.
"Hahaha, so awesome, so awesome! Oppa, you are so awesome~"
Song Ji Hyo was so happy that she clapped her hands.
In fact, this game not only tests the ability of the answerer, but also tests the adaptability of the questioner.
Jiang Siming figured out the rules of the game after only asking two questions and gave Li Guangmo a decisive blow. Even Liu Zaishi and the others secretly admired him.
"Guangmo, what's wrong with you?"
"It's just, it's really useless."
"Guangmo, you only answered two questions correctly. You must be more clever with your questions! Kill him within two questions. It's best to finish him with one question."
....
Liu Zaishi and others encouraged Li Guangmo.
Li Guangmo felt unwilling to lose. He clenched his fists and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely make him lose to me on the first question he asks."
"Are you ready?" Li Guangmo asked Jiang Siming.
"Well, let's get started." Jiang Siming nodded, his expression quite comfortable and relaxed.
Li Guangmo started to ask questions.
"What animals do you like?"
"Spring." Jiang Siming gave the answer the moment he finished asking the question.
Li Guangmo was not discouraged and continued: "What is your favorite season?"
“BBQ.”
Li Guangmo smiled secretly and came up with a killer plan: "What is your favorite mantra?"
This question is the ultimate ultimate move question that they came up with after playing countless question-and-answer games.
Because no matter what you answer, it will be considered part of the mantra.
But Jiang Siming still answered him with a whistle in seconds, yes, Jiang Siming whistled.
Whistling means answering the question, but it is not a mantra because he did not speak.
Just like that, after three questions, Jiang Siming easily won.
"Oppa, you are my idol!" Song Ji Hyo was so excited that she couldn't help but jump on Jiang Siming's back and cheer for him.
But then she felt that this posture was a bit ambiguous and quickly came down.
Fortunately, everyone's attention was not on her, but on the outcome of the game.
Li Guangmo actually lost to a Chinese guy who had never been to RM. It was so embarrassing.
"Guangmo, you are simply a shame to our RM."
"Guangmo, commit seppuku."
"Guangmo, I don't know you."
Li Guangmo was embarrassed by his teammates, but he still encouraged everyone: "You help me stand up and challenge him. It is a small loss for me to lose face, but it is a big loss for our RM~"
Li Guangmo is such a thief, he deliberately incited Liu Zaishi and the others, hoping that they would win back a fight for him.
Sure enough, these words are very effective.
If Jiang Siming was Korean, they would definitely not care, but since Jiang Siming is Chinese, they naturally have to have a sense of honor.
We can't let the show be broadcast and let the world's audience see that their RM's IQ is not as good as that of a passerby.
You can't do this. You must win the game, even if it's a draw.
Wang Zizi was the first to stand up and said to Jiang Siming: "Guang Mo lost. He won't tear up Zhixiao's name brand, but we will still tear it up. In this way, if you defeat me, I will also promise not to tear up Zhixiao's name brand. How about that?"
?”
Another challenge has come.
Jiang Siming was not afraid at all, and agreed readily: "Okay, are you also playing around with questions?"
"No." Wang Zizi shook his head. He saw that Jiang Siming's reaction was very fast, so as an old man, he did not want to compete with Jiang Siming in this aspect.
"I want to play with you, couple cookies!" Wang Bizi said with an evil smile.
"You choose a teammate among us, and I also choose a teammate. We work in pairs and eat a biscuit together. The one with the shortest biscuit left wins."
After Wang Bizi finished speaking, he began to look for characters in the crowd. He finally looked at Song Jixiao: "Jixiao, how about you team up with me?"
"Bah, I don't want to, I'm on the same team as Oppa!" Song Ji Hyo chose Jiang Siming's side without even thinking about it.
Wang Bizi was dumbfounded and said: "But I don't have any other female guests here..."
"Then I don't care, the same goes for you looking for a man, look for Guangmo, he loves to play this kind of game." This time it was Song Ji Hyo's turn to smile evilly.
"Come here, brother, I'll play with you!" Li Guangmo stepped forward very "loyally".
Several people quickly bought a box of long biscuits from a nearby store and each took a piece.
Li Guangmo and Wang Bibi came first.
The two of them bit into one end of the biscuit and began to quickly eat the biscuit. At the same time, their mouths got closer and closer.
A breath of GayGay suddenly appeared, catching people off guard.
Just when their mouths were about to touch, there was only a centimeter left.
The two men finally couldn't hold it any longer and quickly snapped and stopped.
When the cookies come out of the oven, there is still 1 cm left.
If Jiang Siming wants to win, he must have a cookie shorter than Song Ji Hyo's by one centimeter.
Song Ji Hyo blushed surprisingly, and she was really blushing, even her neck was crimson.
Jiang Siming also really didn't expect that Wang Bibi would come up with such outrageous game rules.
He bit one end of the biscuit, squatted on his back, and handed the other end to Song Ji Hyo.
Song Zhixiao bit into it with a blushing face, and the two of them began to eat the biscuits slowly, much slower than Li Guangmo and Wang Bibi.
"Oh oh oh~"
Everyone started to laugh and boo.
"Mr. Jiang, don't forget, Lin Yoona will also watch this show."
"Yeah, just forget it if you can't hold it any longer."
"That's right, stop if you can't hold it any longer, otherwise it would be bad to go home and kneel on the washboard."
"Yes, look at how slow they two are."
...
Several people were joking, but neither Jiang Siming nor Song Jixiao stopped, and continued to slowly nibble on the biscuits.
Soon, the length of the biscuits became shorter and shorter, and their lips became closer and closer... (To be continued)