"The third question. You, come up." The Seventh Young Master pointed at Beichen Ying.
Su Luo's heart tightened.
She didn't care that Li Yaoyao had her wrist slashed, but if something happened to Bei Chenying...
But Beichen Ying has always been smart, so he may not be able to answer the question. Su Luo thought to herself.
Beichenying took a few steps forward and came to the Seventh Young Master.
He looked calm and confident, with no trace of nervousness in his brows, and he was even a little eager to try.
Yes, he is also the descendant of a noble family, a proud son of heaven, a smart and wise person, but he worries too much. Su Luo secretly laughed in her heart that caring would lead to chaos.
The seventh young master's attention was always on the fishing rod. He raised his eyes and glanced at Su Luo, with a trace of amusement flashing in his eyes.
Su Luo frowned.
I don't know if it's her imagination, but she always feels like this seventh young master knows her... Who is this person?
Just when Su Luo was puzzled, the Seventh Young Master had already asked the question.
"For that girl's sake, I'll give you a simple one." The Seventh Young Master said in a calm voice, as if he was careless.
For that girl's sake? Which girl?
Not only Beichen Ying was puzzled, but everyone was puzzled as well... If there was such a girl, asking the Seventh Young Master for mercy and asked a simple question, wouldn't it be easy to pass the first level?
However, facing the inscrutable and deep eyes of the Seventh Young Master, no one dared to ask who that girl was.
Nangong Liuyun held Su Luo's hand tightly.
Just now, the Seventh Young Master glanced at Su Luo with a vague look. Others may not know it, but how could Nangong Liuyun, whose attention has been focused on Su Luo, not know?
There is no one else but Luoluo for the girl that the Seventh Young Master is talking about.
Nangong Liuyun circled his arms forcefully and imprisoned Su Luo in his arms.
The Seventh Young Master raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, noncommittal.
Nangong Liuyun frowned slightly, but since the other party didn't move, he wouldn't be stupid enough to speak first.
If it were anyone else, the Seventh Young Master would always be careless, but when it came to Nangong Liuyun, with his level of cultivation, he would still be a little more cautious. A gentleman has the beauty of adulthood, and beating mandarin ducks with a stick is what her parents can do.
Rights, he will not be a villain in vain.
The Seventh Young Master recovered his divergent thoughts and slowly came up with a topic for Beichen Ying: "There is a bridge that can only carry 80 kilograms, otherwise it will collapse. Now there is a man weighing 75 kilograms, and he has to carry two bridges weighing 26 kilograms each.
A kilogram ball crossed the bridge, and he brought two balls across the bridge at once without borrowing any tools. So, how did he get across?"
"Ah?" After Bei Chenying finished listening, a huge question mark flashed on his forehead.
How can we carry two overweight balls across at once? Beichen Ying scratched his head. There is no way to carry them over. If we carry two overweight balls, wouldn't the bridge collapse?
Time passed by minute by minute.
A trace of cold sweat broke out on Bei Chenying's forehead.
He subconsciously looked towards Su Luo.
Su Luo secretly made a motion of throwing the ball up and down.
moment!
Bei Chenying's eyes lit up!
He was not stupid, he saw the hint given by Su Luo at just one glance.
Such a simple question, why was he stuck with a fixed mindset? Beichenying slapped his head hard and reported loudly: "The answer is to throw up one ball, and when it is about to fall, throw up the other one.
This way the bridge will not collapse, answer completed!"