My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 607 - 601: Comedy Continues

After competing in intelligence with the Child, Su Xuan easily won the round.

The Child had no objections to Su Xuan’s answer, mainly because Su Xuan’s answer was too accurate, even more convincing than the Child’s scientific explanation.

"Fine, you won the first round, but I don’t believe I won’t be able to answer your next question!"

It was only the first match, and the Child was already a bit red-eyed with frustration. Su Xuan was genuinely worried that he might change his mind later, after all, he couldn’t beat him physically.

Song Shuangshuang heard the dialogue between Su Xuan and the Child onstage and laughed uncontrollably; it was too funny. She had thought there would be a fierce battle, but instead, they were competing in intelligence.

Song Tianbao felt helpless about this distant relative (the Child). When he arrived, he had unexpectedly revealed his high skill in Kung Fu, but now he ended up playing intelligence games with Su Xuan, completely losing his advantage, and moreover, looking at the Child, he didn’t seem to have any advantage in this intelligence contest—it was clear he was going to lose.

"Su Xuan is too cunning!"

Song Tianbao grumbled, without realizing that these words reached his daughter Shuangshuang’s ears, who displeasingly said, "What does being cunning have to do with anything? How can one survive without being cunning? I would even say that this isn’t being cunning; this is being clever and wise!"

"Alright, alright, you’re right, now focus on the stage,"

Song Tianbao reminded his daughter.

At this moment, on the Defending Platform, Su Xuan, as the questioner, had completely taken the initiative. Because the Child had been too confident in himself, he had let Su Xuan ask the questions, believing a man of his age couldn’t possibly lose to this younger man. The first question he had just not reacted quickly enough to, but he believed that he would definitely get the next question right and convince everyone in the audience.

Su Xuan cleared his throat, looked at the Child, and said, "Listen carefully, according to the best of three rules, if you lose this question, then I really win."

"I know, I know, you really can ramble," the Child urged impatiently, feeling in prime condition, ready to avenge his previous loss, confident he would win this time.

"How can you drink the milk at the bottom of a milk carton first?"

Upon Su Xuan finishing, the whole audience fell silent as they too pondered this question.

"This is not difficult at all, I know it,"

the Child almost answered without thinking, in fear of others beating him to it.

"Then tell me," Su Xuan said with a smiling gaze.

"I could cut a small hole at the bottom with a knife, that way I can drink it first," answered the Child, looking triumphant toward Su Xuan, confident about his answer, which he had cautiously considered and surely thought it was flawless.

"That’s correct!"

Many in the audience agreed with the Child’s statement after hearing it.

Su Xuan shook his head and said, "That’s wrong."

That made the Child anxious, almost ready to throw a punch. He demanded, "What did I do wrong? My answer is absolutely right."

Su Xuan finally revealed the answer, saying, "You can drink the milk at the bottom first using a straw, don’t you think so?"

"Oh right, how did I not think of that!"

Countless members of the audience agreed, leaving the Child dumbfounded. There was no denying that Su Xuan’s method was hundreds of times better than his, primarily because it was more convenient.

"Oh my goodness, what is wrong with me today? I came here determined to win."

The Child rubbed his head, showing an expression of deep despair.

"Say another, I refuse to believe I can’t get a single question right today!"

The Child was truly upset; his expectations for himself were far from being met.

That time, Su Xuan waved his hands and said, "Sorry, but according to the best of three rules, you’ve already lost. However, since you’re so obsessed with intelligence questions, I’ll test you with another one."

"Fine, fine, just ask!"

The Child rubbed his hands together, looking ready to shine.

Su Xuan didn’t play coy and bluntly asked, "What kind of mouse runs the fastest?"

This time, the Child did not answer right away but instead seriously pondered the question. He couldn’t make another mistake; he had to be careful and take his time to think it over.

A mouse, the fastest running mouse, this might require looking up on Wikipedia, but the Child had seen so much and knew so much, even Wikipedia couldn’t compare to his experience and knowledge.

Once on Mount Everest, the Child had encountered a type of mountain mouse that ran incredibly fast; it was likely the fastest running mouse in the world. What was its scientific name?

The Child sat on the ground and pondered for a long while until he finally remembered, it was called the Snow Cong Mouse!

"I got it!"

The Child was brimming with confidence this time, refusing to believe he could lose again.

"What is it?" Su Xuan asked, intrigued by his confidence, thinking he had come up with a good answer.

"It’s the Snow Cong Mouse; it’s the fastest running mouse I’ve ever seen, even faster than the first listed on Wikipedia. This has to be correct, right?"

The Child felt a burden lifted off his shoulders, finally able to answer a question correctly.

But to his dismay, Su Xuan shook his head unwittingly: "You’re wrong again?!"

"Impossible, please don’t joke with me, I spent nearly five minutes thinking about this answer. You must respect the fruit of my mental labor!"

Su Xuan gave a laugh and said nothing, clearly disagreeing.

"Then you tell me, I’d like to see what kind of answer you come up with."

Su Xuan stretched his neck, addressing him and the audience below: "The question was which mouse runs the fastest. The answer is the mouse that sees a Tiger runs the fastest!"

"This..."

The child was on the verge of exploding. Life was so unfair to him, and in his anger, the flagstones beneath his feet sunk into two deep indentations, his Inner Strength astonishing.

The Divine Eagle, seeing its master upset, began to squawk wildly. The sound waves it emitted were so terrifying that they caused ear pain.

"Stop it!"

The child yelled, and the Divine Eagle obediently stood aside, motionless.

Facing the defeat of three consecutive kneels, the child felt truly unbearable to look back. Thinking of himself as a dignified junior, yet unable to gain any advantage over another junior, this would surely be a laughingstock if word got out.

This was a tricky matter.

"Did I win?"

Su Xuan whispered to him.

The child’s face looked awful. He didn’t respond, creating an awkward situation, fearing that this young child wouldn’t admit defeat.

Su Xuan was still very adept at guessing people’s psychological states. Seeing the child’s terrible expression, he knew that he hadn’t earned any face, and was extremely angry inside.

This approach by Su Xuan wasn’t very graceful either; by not giving face, allowing his opponent not to win a single round, even though he won the competition outwardly, he had lost people’s respect.

"How about I pose a few more questions? In the end, let’s say we tied at fifty-fifty, and you surrendered voluntarily."

Su Xuan said this to preserve the other’s face while ensuring his own lossless victory. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

"Really?" the child looked up again, his face full of gratitude towards Su Xuan.

"What tiger doesn’t eat people?"

Su Xuan posed a new question to help the child regain face.

"This..."

The child became awkward again; he really had no idea.

"It’s the autumn tiger." Su Xuan hinted quietly beside him.

"Right, it’s the autumn tiger!"

This time, the child responded very loudly, and the audience below couldn’t help but give him admiring looks. How impressive, to think of it in such a short time; he truly is a master.

Su Xuan continued to ask, "Which kind of duck egg does mom hate the most?"

Just after asking the question, Su Xuan immediately whispered, "The ones from tests."

This time, the child’s performance was spot-on. He walked a few steps on the stage, pretending to think, then loudly said, "It’s the test duck eggs, zero points which naturally make mom angry."

The audience below was starting to see him in a new light; this child definitely had potential. Perhaps he had been too nervous earlier and hadn’t performed well.

The child glanced gratefully at Su Xuan. Although it was just a moment, Su Xuan already felt much closer to him.

Afterward, Su Xuan posed many questions, and the child answered each one fluidly, earning even vigorous applause from the audience due to his excellent responses.

The child nodded at Su Xuan, signaling that he felt quite good now.

Su Xuan sent Qiuyue to find a book in his luggage, which Su Xuan had idly read on the way over, thinking now it was lucky he hadn’t thrown it away. The title of the book was "Brain Teaser of Three Thousand Questions of China."

When Qiuyue brought the book, Su Xuan gave it to the child, who just looked through a few pages before he was captivated by the various problems inside. He couldn’t believe such treasures existed in the mortal world.

He didn’t let Su Xuan down either, announcing to the audience, "Su Xuan, though young, is a rare genius. The Song Family should cultivate him vigorously, not just limit him to being a Study Companion. That would be too much of a pity. Today, in our intelligence competition, it was a tie. However, considering Su Xuan’s youth and opportunities, one must know when to be modest, so as not to break the spirit of the youth, thus I voluntarily surrender, and in this round, Su Xuan wins!"

His voice was loud, everyone heard it, and Su Xuan beamed at everyone. It could be said that it was a narrow victory. Though he won somewhat underhandedly, he still had won.

"Yay!"

Song Shuangshuang danced around happily. Song Tianbao was simply stunned; you have turned the competition into a mess. Competitions aren’t supposed to be like this, making it too easy for Su Xuan to win, even without lifting a finger.

"Mountains remain steady, and rivers flow long; we shall meet another day. Thank you for the book."

The child leaped back onto the Divine Eagle, holding the copy of "Brain Teaser of Three Thousand Questions of China" fondly, never having enough of it. Su Xuan even promised that if he finished this book, he could come back for more. Thus, the group forty-nine’s drama ended.

"Goodbye!"

The child rode on the Divine Eagle, waving at Su Xuan, his harvest this time having opened to him another wondrous world of mental exploration.

Su Xuan had now successfully reached the fiftieth checkpoint!

The fiftieth checkpoint was to successfully identify who among ten people was Song Shuangshuang.

Song Tianbao had people prepare for the identification challenge, which would also be held on the Defending Platform with so many eager spectators below, including kitchen staff, yard cleaners, blossom caretakers, among others appearing to witness this rarely seen competition.

Song Shuangshuang was extremely thrilled and was even thinking that if Su Xuan couldn’t find her later, she would secretly help him so that he could intentionally find her.

"Daddy, I’m going to get ready."

Song Shuangshuang prepared to leave the stands, her heart pounding wildly like a startled deer, thumping nonstop, already envisioning spending more time with Su Xuan, becoming his Study Companion, creating more opportunities to interact.

"Shuangshuang, don’t go out yet."

Song Tianbao’s face turned cold, stopping his daughter.