The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 451 - 412 You are Gwen Brown 2 more updates

Chapter 451: 412 You are Gwen Brown! [2 more updates]

Chapter 451: 412 You are Gwen Brown! [2 more updates]

Because it was a halftime break, the venue was very quiet.

These two words clearly entered everyone’s ears.

Ying Zijin spoke in English, and most of the audience present could understand her.

Irina’s hand still maintained the motion of opening a bottle cap, her smile at the corner of her mouth slowly solidifying.

Her gaze was icy as she bit her teeth and said, word by word, “What did you say?!”

Ying Zijin didn’t mind repeating herself, her gaze indifferent, “Trash.”

[Hahaha! Trash! She’s talking about you!]

[Now I know why God Ying came to participate in the competition again as the overall leader. She came to say this word to Irina.]

[I really, don’t know what to say, I just want to cry.

Throughout the three-day competition, which I watched from beginning to end, I heard Irina say ‘trash’ dozens of times.

She targeted the competitors from our country, humiliating their dignity. Several younger girls even cried, but we were helpless.]

[Do you know why we like God Ying? She knows a lot, but she doesn’t show off or oppress others, nor does she stay so low-profile that she gets stepped on.]

At this moment, all the haters in the live broadcast that were setting the rhythm also disappeared.

Below the stage, Teng Yunmeng covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

“Don’t worry,” Ying Zijin’s right leg was slightly bent, her stance casual, as she seemed to smile, “I won’t let you score a single point.”

Irina suddenly raised her head, “Don’t spout such big words, you’re dreaming!”

There was bound to be a question that she could solve faster than Ying Zijin.

But the following questions were nothing short of torture for Irina.

After five questions, she still hadn’t scored a point.

The speed at which Ying Zijin solved questions filled her with fear for the first time.

“Ah, this question is a fun one. It’s quite simple and just right for us to relax a bit,” the host smiled, “Please look at the question, contestants.”

The large screen displayed a rotating image, and a new question appeared.

[Guiguzi chose two numbers between 2-99.

He told Pang Juan the sum of the two numbers and told Sun Bin the product.

However, neither knew the number the other had received.

The next day, Pang Juan said to Sun Bin, “Although I don’t know the answer, you definitely don’t know it either.”

A few seconds later, Sun Bin said, “I know now.”

After a while, Pang Juan also said, “I know now.”

What are the two numbers?]

Professor Zuo Li: “…”

He had always felt that the question-setting team was sick. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have bothered to create questions in 18 different languages for the team competition.

[??? What kind of bizarre question is this?]

[Did Guiguzi really do something like this? If I were Sun Bin, I’d hammer him.]

[Don’t be fooled by the question, it’s really simple. I’ll explain it to everyone, this question involves Goldbach’s conjecture…]

Already, many spectators and netizens were following along and attempting to solve the question.

The science popularization team also began to responsibly explain on the bullet comments.

But they had only just finished reading the question—about five or six seconds had passed.

On the competition stage, Ying Zijin had already hit the answer button, her voice calm, “The two numbers are 4 and 13.”

The head question setter, certain he could have lasted 10 seconds, “…”

Were the questions he set not twisted enough?!]

[I’m really kneeling before God Ying. Does she instantly know the answer to every question?]

[Look at the face of the question setter, he’s cracking up.]

“Rigged! It’s rigged!”

Below, some of the audience, especially students from Yilan Public School, started shouting.

One boy was particularly agitated, “The people in this question are all Easterners, Irina doesn’t even know them!”

If Irina lost, all the points she won would go to Hua Country.

At that point, they would be the ones at the bottom.

“Please take your seat, audience member,” the host said with a light smile, “The question setters have taken every student into consideration and will definitely not be biased.”

[Laughable. Claiming the organizing committee favors Hua Country? Are they sick? The topics from all countries are included. I saw they even included O continent mythology. So what, God Ying knows your O continent, you don’t know Hua Country’s, and you say this?]

[Trash is trash, always making excuses for themselves.]

Irina’s complexion grew paler, she could barely stand steadily.

Since becoming a prodigy until now, she had never been mocked like this.

“This is the last question,” the host said as he took a card from the head question setter, glanced at it, and spoke, “This question is related to one of our genius scientists, Simon Brand. He is also the original inspiration for hosting the ISC.”

Ying Zijin’s eyes flickered, her eyelashes drooping.

It could be said that during her last visit to Earth, Simon Brand was one of her many teachers who taught her the most.

However, the life of Simon Brand was also far from peaceful; aside from his scientific research, his life could be described as tragic.

Irina’s gaze turned cold, her fingers creaking.

Naturally, Ying Zijin noticed and narrowed her phoenix eyes a bit.

Irina’s reaction was a bit too severe.

“We have bid farewell to one genius, and now we welcome two geniuses of the new century,” the host continued. “Alright, contestants, please listen to your question, this is a giveaway question—”

“Simon Brand left behind numerous manuscripts, which are now preserved in the O Continent Museum. Our committee has taken pictures of these manuscripts and displayed them on the big screen.”

Soon, a yellowed piece of paper appeared on the big screen.

It was a drawing, a very complex one, full of imagination.

The question also appeared.

[What is the name of this drawing by Simon Brand?]

The audience and netizens were somewhat baffled.

[Is this a giveaway question???]

[If you haven’t been to the museum, you wouldn’t know, right?]

[Even if you have, you might not remember. I’ve been there, and several of Simon’s drawings look almost the same, but the names are different.]

Ying Zijin’s gaze lingered on the big screen for three seconds before she slowly spoke, “SC-300-V, the fifth generation machine.”

As soon as this answer was given, Irina’s expression changed instantly, and she suddenly turned to look at the girl.

The host was stunned for a full half a minute before coming back to his senses, still somewhat bewildered. “The answer is SC-300-V, a plane designed by Simon Brand, but it didn’t exist at that time, it was his idea.”

After explaining, he couldn’t help but express his admiration, “It seems that student Ying Zijin has an eidetic memory.”

Ying Zijin paused for a moment, “Not bad.”

Of course, she remembered things quickly.

But not this drawing.

This drawing was something she had seen Simon Brand create with her own eyes, leaving a deep impression on her.

“The thirty questions have ended, and our score is also out,” the host caught his breath. “Please look at the big screen.”

The scores scrolled on the big screen.

Red, large, and conspicuous.

30:0!

A major score!

A real sweep!

Feng Yue took a deep breath, sweating profusely. “We won, Mengmeng, we won!”

Teng Yunmeng’s voice choked, and she kept wiping her tears. “Yes, we won.”

Zuo Li stared blankly at the score on the screen, his eyes also reddening.

He had already prepared himself for the worst.

But now, someone had shown him through their actions that they had turned defeat into victory.

On stage, the girl walked down and stood in front of him.

“Professor Zuo Li,” Ying Zijin bowed slightly, “Mission accomplished.”

Those four words made Zuo Li’s eardrums vibrate as if a stormy wave had swept through, crashing into his mind.

Zuo Li’s throat constricted, his voice trembling, “You did well, you did very well, nobody could have done better than you.”

It wasn’t for personal glory, but for the country.

“I’m going to rest for a while,” Ying Zijin rubbed her head. “Let me know when the final scores are out.”

Although she had learned a lot of new knowledge, the process of answering the questions required intense concentration, and the effort was truly great.

To the side, Fu Yunshen picked up a coat and draped it over her, his right hand holding a thermos bottle. “Have some saltwater.”

Ying Zijin nodded her head.

The two headed to the large backstage resting room.

After Ying Zijin took a sip of water, she fell silent for a moment, “Actually, I hadn’t thought that much, I just didn’t want to see them bullied.”

Fu Yunshen stroked her head and chuckled softly, “I know.”

“I want some chocolate.”

“It’s ready.”

The two exited through a side door of the venue.

On the other side, Irina suddenly snapped to her senses and ran out as well, quickly blocking Fu Yunshen and Ying Zijin’s path.

Fu Yunshen lifted his eyelashes.

Irina’s expression was frantic, her fingers trembling, “It was you, wasn’t it? It must have been you!”

“Only you would know so much!”

Irina stepped forward, her voice growing louder, “I remember now, and so do you, I’ve lost to you again! I can’t accept it!”

Ying Zijin coughed twice, not even looking up, resting her head sideways against Fu Yunshen’s right chest.

“This bit of toxic waste is crazy,” Fu Yunshen’s eyes deepened slightly, indifferently, “Please take her away.”

The security guards hesitated for a moment, but still gradually closed in, though they did not take action.

After all, Irina was Helga University’s protected prodigy.

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If something happened to her, they couldn’t bear the responsibility.

The standoff between the two geniuses attracted a lot of attention.

More and more people gathered backstage, all somewhat astonished and unsure of what had occurred.

“It must be you! I will not mistake you!” Unable to calm herself, Irina screamed fiercely, “You are Gwen!!!”

The 17th-century genius scientist Simon Grand’s most proud student,

Gwen Brown.