Shocking! A haughty and arrogant older sister was relentlessly pinned against a wall by a cold and a

The other party's tone was sincere and their attitude was enthusiastic. Cheng Ai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and not wanting to dampen their spirits, she nodded in agreement, "Take it if you don't mind."

"Thank you!" Song Yifei happily hugged the papers and ran back to her seat, completely unaware that she had made a mistake that she would regret for the rest of her life.

Wow, Cheng Ai is amazing! Her writing is almost identical to what's on Baidu!

[This is amazing! I'm a fan now!]

[What are you doing? Hao Jian, stop writing! Don't copy my daughter's answers!]

[The puppet killed him; what a shameless man.]

The photographer switched back to a wide shot, and all the netizens turned to look at Hao Jian.

He sat hunched over, his face solemn, his eyes fixed straight ahead, adopting a serious demeanor, but his right hand, gripping the brush tightly, continued to write on the rice paper.

Shortly after, the broadcast reminded the next person to reveal their answer.

Song Yifei, who had been lost in thoughts of pleasing Cheng Ai, suddenly changed her expression, resignedly picked up a blank sheet of Xuan paper, and awaited her verdict.

<Ding! 1 point deducted from candidate number 5, Song Yifei!>

She was struck hard on the right shoulder with a ruler by the puppet.

Seeing this, Hao Jian proudly raised the Xuan paper, smiled, and said, "Silly sister, be smarter next time, don't try to steal the spotlight while doing someone else a favor."

While rubbing her shoulders, Song Yifei looked over in confusion, her eyebrows instantly furrowing.

Are those words? They're crooked, dark, and uglier than a spider crawling!

After finally managing to decipher a line of text, she was furious. "You! You actually copied Sister Ai's answers! That's outrageous!"

Hao Jian shrugged and gave a disdainful snort, "We're way too far apart, which eye of yours saw me copy?"

He paused for a moment, then suddenly raised an eyebrow as if realizing something. "Oh, you mean that passage you just read? Sorry, I was focused on writing and didn't hear it at all!"

Song Yifei was speechless, and netizens also expressed their disdain.

So this is what blatant lying looks like; it's utterly shameless.

[To make plagiarism seem so natural, Hao Jian is probably the only one in the entire entertainment industry who does that!]

[I have never seen such a shameless person! ]

<Ding! 2 points deducted from candidate number 6, Hao Jian!>

[Haha, well done, production team! There's no need for mercy when dealing with trash, deduct another 5 points!]

Yes! A negative value is best!

Hao Jian's arrogant and disdainful expression cracked instantly, and his face turned visibly as black as the bottom of a pot.

He stood up through gritted teeth and demanded in a low voice, "My answer was correct, why were points deducted?"

Unfortunately, no sooner had he finished speaking than the puppet brandished a pointer and a ruler, attacking him with both simultaneously.

Hao Jian couldn't dodge in time, and gasped in pain. His hand trembled, and the Xuan paper slowly fell to the ground, stained and a terrible sight.

Cheng Baoni really wanted to run over and rub his sore spot, but she was feeling unwell and had to give up.

Song Yifei glanced at Hao Jian with a sneer, and said gloatingly, "Karma's coming~"

Zhong Zheyi remained silent, Wu Xu was still out of sorts, while Cheng Ai gracefully crossed her right leg over her left knee, rested her chin on one hand, and gently fanned herself with a royal blue round fan in the other, exuding a sense of leisure.

<Question 2: What would happen if you accidentally fell into the sun while wearing heat-resistant clothing? Please answer within fifteen minutes.>

After hearing this, Song Yifei slumped back in her chair, wailing miserably, "Can't you give me a normal test? I can't even squeeze out a single word!"

Hao Jian frowned and pondered for a long time before picking up his brush, dipping it in ink, and writing intermittently.

About two weeks ago, he came across a short video with content similar to this question. He figured that with some modifications, it should work.

Of course, if the blogger gives a random explanation, then the answer will definitely be wrong, but there's no harm in trying.

Cheng Baoni watched with delight, clenching her fists tightly, silently cheering for Hao Jian.

Zhong Zheyi sighed softly, turned his head and stared blankly at the inkstone, clearly deciding to give up and let things take their course.

Wu Xuyi had no intention of answering the question. His Taoist robe was torn to shreds from the whip, and he was trembling uncontrollably, looking extremely disheveled.

Cheng Ai continued to fan herself, but her right hand, which she had been using to support her chin, was now holding a brush and sketching freely on the rice paper.

She had no clue about the problem, so instead of sitting there doing nothing, she decided to draw a portrait of her master.

The guests were all busy with their own things, but the viewers in the live stream engaged in a heated discussion.

[If you fall in, first, don't panic; second, stay careful; and finally, think about why you were so careless!]

I just wanted to admire the sun up close, but then I discovered I'd gone blind.

So, why did you fall into the sun?

Can heat travel in a vacuum?

[We have to have our barbecue in the sun, so we don't need charcoal!]

The person who set this question must be brain-dead. There's no standard answer at all!

[How interesting, I don't even leave Earth, yet I still ended up in the sun.]

What brand of thermal underwear is it? Where can I buy it? I need one!

Before you knew it, time was up, and the announcement told candidate number 1 to hand in their paper.

Zhong Zheyi shakily lifted the Xuan paper, which was completely blank.

The result was unexpected. Not only was he not hit by the puppet, but he also gained 3 points. The same was true for Cheng Baoni and Wu Xu.

This action stunned netizens, who left numerous comments expressing their bewilderment.

[Did the production team make a mistake?]

It's normal for one person to make a mistake, but it's a bit unreasonable for three people to make the same mistake together.

Where's the director? Come out and explain yourself!

Apart from Wu Xu, all the other guests present were astonished.

But before they could figure out what was going on, they heard the announcement over the loudspeaker.

When it was Cheng Ai's turn again, netizens held their breath, staring intently at the screen, eagerly awaiting her brilliant answer.

[Ai Bao'er's calligraphy brush never stopped from beginning to end. If she can get points by submitting a blank paper, she definitely can too!]

Yes, yes, yes! The question was indeed quite obscure, but I believe my daughter can definitely do it!

But when Cheng Ai raised the Xuan paper, everyone froze.

【Wait, wait, wait? Are you sure you're not seeing things? It's a painting!】

[Good heavens! What's going on? You don't want your points? You're not going to eat? Aren't you afraid of getting beaten up by the puppet?]

I completely understand. Haven't you ever scribbled on your exam papers?

The camera zooms in, revealing an elderly Taoist priest in a Taoist robe painted on the rice paper.

He had an extremely long beard and sideburns that reached his waist. He sat cross-legged on a prayer mat, striking a wooden fish while chanting scriptures with his eyes closed. His face was both kind and solemn, exuding an air of otherworldly grace.

Who did Xiao Ai Ai draw? The appearance doesn't look like Wu Xu at all!

Could it be a veteran actor? Does anyone recognize him?

[I don't recall, but my daughter's drawing skills are amazing. It must have taken her over ten years to develop such talent. How come she never showed this before?]

[Ahem, considering the gigs that Zhongxing Entertainment has arranged for Bao Bao, the total amount of screen time is barely a few shots. Even if she draws amazing pictures, her fans wouldn't even know.]

<Ding! 1 point deducted from candidate number 4, Cheng Ai!>

The puppet raised the ruler and smashed it down on the puppet's head.