Chapter 192: Time to Show My Intelligence—Holy Crap, It's This Hard?

Since such a promise had been made in front of everyone, naturally there was no reason to go back on one's word.
All the guests were thrilled and inspired.
The host continued, "This challenge will be divided into two teams."
"Both teams will set off simultaneously to complete the challenge tasks arranged by the production team. The first team to arrive will win the special project's grand prize package."
"Of course, your remuneration this time will also be determined by the outcome of this challenge."
"At the same time, certain advantages in the second stage will be generated from the rankings of the first stage."
"So, dear challengers, good luck."
"Now, let's form your teams!"

There were five minutes for free team selection, and Bai Ling and the others began to bustle about.
Meanwhile, the number of viewers in the livestream chat was gradually increasing.
"Damn, the show actually invited Bai Ling."
"Bai Ling, you're not focusing on your proper business. Hurry up and go shoot dramas, what are you doing on a reality show?"
"Exactly, exactly. This doesn't seem quite right."
"Stop messing around and spamming, everyone. They are already recording. Could you possibly turn back time?"
"Reality shows probably aren't very suitable for Bai Ling."
"Although Bai Ling is gorgeous and just standing there makes her a beautiful scenery, truthfully, she probably has never participated in a reality show before. Who knows what kind of chemical reaction she'll bring."

"Actually, most people who participate in reality shows often fail to remain good actors or singers. It's quite strange."
"That's because these shows pay too much. With such a chance to get rich overnight, who would want to go back and seriously film dramas or write songs?"
"That makes sense. Money comes too fast on these shows."
"To be honest, though, appearing in reality variety shows has a more obvious impact on actors."
"Works don't equal character. Some artists act well, but after going on variety shows, it directly ruins their favorable impression."
"Ruining favorable impression is nothing; the crucial thing is that it affects the public's impression of the actor, making it impossible to immerse oneself in their roles."
"I hope this is Bai Ling's first reality show and also her last."
"Yes, I can accept Bai Ling joining singer-type variety shows, but I really don't want her on these kinds of reality shows."
"Stop talking, everyone, just watch properly..."

Upon seeing the bullet comments in the livestream, the production team members all wore bewildered expressions.
"This isn't right..."
"Why do Bai Ling's fans have this kind of attitude towards her joining a variety show?"
"Oh no, we spent a huge sum of money to invite Bai Ling, did we just throw our money down the drain?"
"What should we do?"
However, they were clearly overthinking it.

These fans of Bai Ling held a mindset of being responsible for her and hoping she would thrive and prosper, which was why they had such thoughts.
They were simply afraid that reality shows would affect Bai Ling's career development.
They were different from those traffic artists' fans who would squeal like marmots just seeing their idols and lose the ability to walk the moment they laid eyes on their dear little brothers.
Moreover, despite all their complaining, these fans hadn't missed a single bit of the show.

As Bai Ling and the others began discussing and choosing team members, the livestream's popularity climbed steadily, and the viewer count gradually increased.
Seeing this, the production team finally let out a sigh of relief.
Soon, both sides had chosen their members.
Bai Ling naturally wanted to bring Zhuge Ming along, while the remaining two members could be anyone.
Consequently, Li Zhuowen and Gu Fengtong became Bai Ling's two remaining teammates.
Both teams consisted of two men and two women, looking quite fair and balanced.
However, Bai Ling glanced at Zhuge Ming standing behind her and couldn't help but quietly sigh and shake her head.
Zhuge Ming instantly recalled the look Bai Ling had given him on the show *Come Home to My Place for the New Year*, which was identical to the look right now.
Dead memories suddenly began to attack him, making his stomach ache slightly.

"Alright, the team selection is over. Please have the two teams choose their respective tracks to enter—red and blue, please make your choices."
"A reminder: the challenges for both teams are identical, the colors are simply for easy distinction."
Hearing this, Bai Ling and the others naturally chose the nearest red track.
Before long, they entered the challenge arena.
The first checkpoint featured only a wall with three questions written on it.
"A bear falls into a trap that is 19.617 meters deep, and the falling time is exactly 2 seconds. What color is the bear? A: White, polar bear; B: Brown, brown bear; C: Black, black bear; D: Black-brown, Malayan sun bear; E: Gray, grizzly bear."

Zhuge Ming read out the question and fell into deep contemplation.
"What kind of question is this?"
The camera filmed from behind, and the audience was equally baffled.
They didn't even understand what the question was driving at.
While the others were completely clueless, Bai Ling rolled her eyes.
She had seen similar questions in her past life; it was a physics problem where one calculated the acceleration due to gravity using the given data.
Then, using geographical knowledge, one determined which latitude the bear was in.
The local environment could be inferred based on the latitude, and from there, the color.
She couldn't remember the specific process, but she had at least been a science student in her past life, so...

"Choose black, black bear!"
Don't ask, asking means the process was forgotten, but one answer was remembered.
Everyone looked at Bai Ling in utter astonishment.
She arrived at the answer so quickly?
They gave it a try, and sure enough, it was correct.
Now, the staff members were completely dumbfounded as well.
This question was very difficult, okay?
They had invited some top academic achievers to try it out, and it took them several minutes to solve this very problem.
And Bai Ling figured out the answer in a single second?

Meeting the gazes of Zhuge Ming and the others, Bai Ling chuckled lightly.
"Just took a wild guess, didn't expect to actually get it right."
"Besides, wouldn't trying all of them work just as well?"
Everyone wore expressions of sudden realization.
The cameraman on the side immediately reminded them, "The rules aren't like that. You can only advance to the next level by actually solving the problem."
"There are three questions, and at least two must be answered correctly to pass."
"This question had multiple-choice options so you could guess, but the next two don't."
Gu Fengtong and Li Zhuowen instantly looked somewhat disappointed.

"Go on, the next two questions are up to you."
Bai Ling looked at Zhuge Ming.
After all, he was the only genuinely cultured person present in the true sense of the word.
And then...
Ten minutes passed.
They had originally expected Zhuge Ming to come in handy, but never could they have imagined that the following two questions were also high-intensity mathematics, physics, and chemistry.
Zhuge Ming was a liberal arts student; how could he possibly understand these?
Even Bai Ling was completely out of ideas.

"Ah, this..."
"Why is it so difficult?"
"I started searching online directly, but I can't even search for the answers."
"Aren't these questions deliberately trying to stump people?"