Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show-Chapter 92 To Be Silenced by Murder

"Exactly, unlike you, you don’t have to pretend to be fat because you already are!"

Hu Zhi immediately retorted on behalf of Sang Youming, she wouldn’t tolerate people with nasty mouths.

Li Sulan was so angry that she was speechless for a moment, and in the end, she could only say three weak and pale words: "I am slim!"

Hu Zhi laughed mockingly again, and the other guests were extremely embarrassed, wondering if they should cover their ears and pretend not to hear anything.

[See, I said the Sang Family is only good at showing a united front to outsiders, Hu Zhi usually dislikes Sang Youming a lot, but the moment he’s insulted, she immediately fights back.]

[Li Sulan’s response was truly astonishing. I don’t think she is an easy person. She probably argues a lot with others, so why is it that she has no fighting power against Hu Zhi?]

[How can it be the same? People like Li Sulan are usually surrounded by sycophants and flatterers. Even a slight disapproving glance from her could scare others to death, let alone confront her. She’s the only one scolding others; there’s no room for anyone else to oppose her.]

Director Sun had learned his lesson—both Hu Zhi and Li Sulan weren’t easy to deal with. The best approach was to directly ignore them and not try to mediate.

The wars between women are best left alone!

He whistled again to signal to the guests, "Dear guests, please listen to my command. Once I say start, you can begin to buzz in. Any group that buzzes in early will lose their chance to answer."

"Three, two, one..."

Before Director Sun could say "start," two buzzers simultaneously went off.

"Group 4 fouled, disqualified from answering!"

"Group 6 fouled, disqualified from answering!"

"Ah! Sorry, Director Qin, I didn’t mean to!" Song Shiye clutched his head, looking very remorseful.

Qin Jiaxiang patted his shoulder and consoled, "It’s okay. If we can’t answer, no big deal. Let’s continue to try harder in the next round."

"Oh, for someone older, you still react pretty well, keeping up with the young ones."

Director Sun quickly gave Hu Zhi a look, begging her to shut up and stop fanning the flames.

Li Sulan hated it the most when people mentioned her age. Although Hu Zhi’s remark hadn’t named her, anyone with eyes could tell who she was alluding to.

[Li Sulan got another invisible jab. I’m really afraid they might start fighting again, given these two middle-aged ’sister flowers’ have had life-and-death conflicts before.]

[I’m a bit confused, how do they have a life-and-death relationship when they’re clearly archenemies?]

[Didn’t you see their expressions the last time they fought? It was clear that they wanted to kill each other. Isn’t that life and death enough?]

"Hu, don’t force me to hit you!" Li Sulan’s voice was angry and trembling.

Seeing the situation wasn’t right, Director Sun quickly used the whistling tactic again to defuse the situation.

"Resuming the buzzer competition, three teams of guests are left, please make sure to listen to the command this time. I’ll say start before you answer."

"Three, two, one, start!"

"Please, third group of guests, give your answer!"

Director Sun made an inviting gesture, and Sang Chuan immediately stepped forward, glanced at Chuyun and Chu Wei, cleared his throat, and said, "Watch how I take the lead from here."

Sang Chuan was confident, while Chu Wei found him unreliable. However, she could only think of two lines of ancient poetry and couldn’t recite a complete poem, so she had to pin her hopes on him.

"Guests, don’t dawdle, please answer!"

After Sang Chuan pressed the buzzer, he stayed silent for quite some time, lifting his chin and standing straight, with a slight smile on his face, as if he was proud of something.

Director Sun had reason to suspect he was deliberately stalling for time.

Sang Chuan stood even straighter, left hand behind him, right arm extended up as if pointing the way, really taking on the air of an ancient literati.

But his subsequent answer left everyone speechless.

"’Night Stay at Mountain Temple’ — Li Bai, a hundred feet high perilous tower, you can almost pluck stars with your hand. If you want to see a thousand miles, climb up another floor."

After Sang Chuan’s answer, Director Sun felt something was off but couldn’t pinpoint what. Nevertheless, Sang Chuan had indeed recited a complete poem as required.

Except Sang Ning helplessly gritted her teeth; the other guests were also fooled, sensing something strange.

[Sang Chuan’s answer seems correct, so why do they all have that strange look?]

[Seems like you also need to brush up on the Three Hundred Tang Poems. If it weren’t for my memory of the full texts of ’Night Stay at Mountain Temple’ and ’Ascending the Stork Tower’, I’d almost believe Sang Chuan.]

[It’s scary how these two poems pieced together seem perfectly harmonious.]

[Li Bai and Wang Zhihuan would be silent upon hearing this.]

Sang Chuan withdrew his hand gesture and looked up at Director Sun, waiting for him to announce the result. But the silence was endless.

"What’s wrong? Did my elegant posture reciting the poem charm you all?"

Sang Chuan confidently flipped his hair back, but no one responded.

Three seconds later, a small stone flew straight at him, swooshing past his ear.

Sang Chuan was instantly frightened and his legs went weak, "Sang Ning, what are you doing? Planning to murder your own brother?"

Sang Ning snorted coldly, a new stone somehow appearing in her hand. She tossed it lightly, slowly approaching Sang Chuan, gritting her teeth, "Can you recite ’Night Stay at Mountain Temple’ and ’Ascending the Stork Tower’ each by heart?"

[Feeling Sang Ning’s anger, she hasn’t seen noticeable results from tutoring Sang Chuan for these past two days. Then Sang Chuan showcased his impressive language skills once again. If I were Sang Ning, I’d be equally furious.]

[The last stone barely missed Sang Chuan’s ear, I’m betting if he recites wrong, this stone might just hit him on the head.]

"Wait...wait..." Sang Chuan raised his hands in defense. He sensed the intense murderous intent and had every reason to believe if he couldn’t recite, he’d be killed by his sister’s stone.

Sang Chuan lowered his head, his brain racing while he muttered at 1.5 times speed, "Night Stay at Mountain Temple, Night Stay at Mountain Temple... Ascending the Stork Tower, Ascending the Stork Tower..."

The pressure stimulated his potential, and just as Sang Ning was closing in on him, a light bulb went on in his brain. He looked up suddenly, "Don’t kill me, I remember, I remember everything, it was my mistake, I’m sorry!"

The last "I’m sorry" was almost a scream, using all his strength.

The piercing sound displayed his panic and fear since Sang Ning exuded such a strong swordman aura!

[What’s up with Sang Chuan, acting like he’s about to be silenced?]

[Indeed, no matter how much he lip-fights Sang Ning, the DNA always has the gene of being suppressed by the big sister.]

"Don’t worry, I finally found this Mandarin Duck Stone on the mountain. I accidentally lost one, I’m just here to pick it up." Sang Ning said while walking past Sang Chuan, bending to pick up the stone on the ground.

Sang Chuan: Ghosts would believe that. How come she didn’t accidentally throw stones at others, but aimed right at him?