Rebirth of the Strongest Tycoon

"Mr. Liu, you have not used the life rights for three times. They are asking for help outside the venue, asking for help on the floor, and 50-50 to remove two wrong options. Do you use life rights?"

Seeing the distressed face of the middle-aged in glasses, Yu Hua kindly reminded him.

The middle-aged glasses took a deep breath and made up his mind: "I choose to call for help from friends outside the court!"

"Okay! You have thirty seconds!"

Yu Hua made a please gesture to the phone on the desktop.

The middle-aged man in glasses dialed a number immediately, and the audience off the court suddenly held their breath, and seemed to be more nervous than the middle-aged man in glasses.

After a few beeps, the phone went through, and the middle-aged glasses showed joy, and he immediately said into the microphone: "Lao Yang, let me ask you a question, who are the three members of the "Three Yangs" in the Ming Dynasty? Tell me immediately! One hundred thousand hot!"

"It's Yang Pu, Yang Shiqi and Yang Rong!"

The person on the other end of the phone apparently had some research on Ming history. Although it was a bit inexplicable, he answered without thinking.

"Thank you!"

The middle-aged man in the glasses looked happy, said thank you, and immediately hung up the phone, making Lao Yang on the other end of the phone confused.

"I choose C!"

After finishing the middle-aged glasses, he looked at Yu Hua nervously, and everyone on the court looked at Yu Hua expressionlessly.

I am most afraid of the sudden silence...

One second, two seconds, three seconds!

Just when the heart was pounding in the middle-aged glasses, I saw Yu Hua suddenly waved his fist and said excitedly: "Congratulations, you got the right answer!"

"Yay!"

The middle-aged man in the glasses was taken aback first, then he patted his chest excitedly, obviously very excited.

"Papa Papa..."

There was also a burst of warm applause off the court, cheering for the middle-aged glasses.

"Three Yangs refer to Yang Shiqi, Yang Rong, and Yang Pu, and are the representative figures of the "Taige Style" poetry in the Ming Dynasty. They all went to the four dynasties of Shi Yongle, Hongxi, Xuande and Orthodox, and successively served as important ministers of Taige, and orthodox Shijia University The rank of scholar to assist the government, known as the'Three Yang'..."

After the knowledge explanation, Yu Hua looked at the middle-aged in glasses solemnly, and said loudly: "Mr. Liu, you have answered ten questions correctly and entered the second selection line. Now you give up and you can leave us immediately with 50,000 Hong Kong dollars. Stage."

"Next, if you answer the eleventh question and abstain, you can still get 50,000 Hong Kong dollars, but if you answer incorrectly, you will only get 1,000 Hong Kong dollars for the first security line!"

"Of course, if you answer the next five questions correctly, then you will take away the one million cash prize above!"

At the end, Yu Hua turned his head and pointed to the pile of banknotes on the most central table, which was exactly one million in cash.

Originally, it could not be taken out or replaced with cardboard, but after discussion in the planning department, it still thought that it would be more visually impactful to release one million in cash.

After all, they believe that there are not many people in Xiangjiang who have seen 1 million cash, especially the people at the bottom, unless they are mixed groups.

Seeing the pile of one million in cash, the middle-aged glasses became short of breath.

He saw the pile of money as soon as he came on stage, but he forced himself not to look at it, worried that his mental disorder would affect his thinking.

But at this time, guided by Yu Huayi, he still couldn't restrain his inner desire.

Millions of cash is in front of him, which is several times his current wealth. If the next five questions are answered correctly, he will send it out!

"Mr. Liu, do you continue to answer the question?"

Yu Hua asked with sharp eyes.

The audience off the court all held their breaths and concentrated, and seemed to be more nervous than the middle-aged in glasses, and some people continued to meditate in their hearts.

The middle-aged glasses struggled to withdraw his eyes from the one million in cash, nodded heavily and said, "I choose to continue to challenge!"

"Okay, next, the difficulty will rise a lot, Mr. Liu, please pay attention to the questions!"

"Question Eleven..."

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"Question 13, the world famous song "Ode to Joy" is the chapter in Beethoven's symphony?"

"A: The fifth part. B: The fourth part. C: The eighth part. D: The ninth part."

"Thirty seconds countdown begins!"

After Yu Hua finished speaking, he looked at the middle-aged glasses with burning eyes.

The middle-aged man in the glasses looked a little anxious and frowned. Obviously he didn't know this question.

Expect a person who is running for a livelihood to have leisure and leisure to cultivate his sentiment? Not that mindful!

"I choose to ask for help off the court!"

Seeing that half of the time passed, the middle-aged glasses finally gave up the idea of ​​answering questions by himself, said immediately.

"Okay, time is suspended!"

"Respect your choice!"

Hearing the middle-aged glasses activate the second life authority, Yu Hua said while holding down the stopwatch, looking out of the field.

"Friends at the scene, please raise your hands enthusiastically. Mr. Liu will choose who will tell him the answer!"

As soon as Yu Hua's voice fell, many people off the court raised their hands, but some people were obviously lacking in confidence and obviously didn't know the exact answer, so they wanted to raise their hands.

The middle-aged in glasses also had this worry. He was entangled in searching off the court, and finally saw a young man looking at him firmly, holding his hands straight, the middle-aged in glasses had some confidence in him.

"I choose him!"

The middle-aged man in glasses took a deep breath, pointed at the young man, and said to Yu Hua.

"it is good!"

"This gentleman, please tell Mr. Liu, what is your answer?"

"Select D, Part Nine, "Ode to Joy" is the main part of the fourth movement of the Ninth Symphony!"

The young man said loudly, appearing very confident.

"Thank you for your answers, please sit down!"

"Mr. Liu, I wonder if you choose to believe this gentleman?"

Watching Yu Hua look at him, the middle-aged man in glasses nodded and said, "I believe, I choose D."

Yu Hua fell silent, his eyes switched back and forth between the answer sheet and the middle-aged man in the glasses. Just when everyone could not help it, Yu Hua seemed to finally confirm the answer and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you got it right! The prize money has accumulated to two. One hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars!"

"Yay!"

The middle-aged in glasses couldn't help but clenched his fists to cheer for himself, and at the same time projected a grateful look at the youth in the audience.

"I want to interview the gentleman who provided the answer just now. You answered so firmly just now. Why do you know the answer to this question?"

Yu Hua seized the opportunity and wanted the young man in the audience to ask questions.

The young man took the microphone given to him by the staff nearby and showed an elegant smile, saying: "Because I have been practicing piano since childhood, "Ode to Joy" is just my enlightenment piano piece."

"Oh?"

Suddenly, there was a sudden sound around.

"Mr. Liu, it seems that you are lucky enough to have chosen professionals among so many people."

Yu Hua smiled and said to the middle-aged glasses.

"Hey, thank him so much, thank you!"

The middle-aged man in the glasses was also lucky, happy for his luck, and then bowed slightly to express his gratitude to the young man.

"Okay, sit down, thank you for your answer."

Seeing that the atmosphere eased a bit, and realizing that it was time to start the next round, Yu Hua decisively ended the chat and continued to answer questions.

"Question Fourteen..."

...

This question was answered correctly by the middle-aged glasses, and the bonus was accumulated to 250,000 Hong Kong dollars. Before entering the fifteenth question, Yu Hua looked at the middle-aged glasses seriously and confirmed: "Mr. Liu, you can choose to give up now. Immediately take away 250,000 Hong Kong dollars, but 1 million Hong Kong dollars will not be with you."

"If you answer this question incorrectly, the bonus will be returned to the first line of 1,000 Hong Kong dollars."

"But if you answer this last question correctly, you will become a legend and take away this million in cash! Realize your dream!"

"Do you choose the confirmed two hundred and fifty thousand Hong Kong dollars, or the uncertain one million Hong Kong dollars, or 1,000 Hong Kong dollars?"

Two hundred and fifty thousand Hong Kong dollars is a lot for middle-aged glasses, but he feels itchy to think of one million Hong Kong dollars within his reach.

He still has the advantage, three life rights, and he has the last "50-50", which is the right to exclude two correct answers.

The last question is undoubtedly extremely difficult. Even if he can't answer it, he can choose one of the two, and there is a 50% chance of being correct.

The devil in the middle-aged glasses is constantly expanding, tempting him to continue to challenge.

"Continue! Continue! Continue..."

As time passed, the atmosphere in the court became more and more tense, and there was a slight instigation from down the court, and the shouts grew louder when no one was stopped.

Give it a try, a bike becomes a motorcycle!

Bet!

Looking at the audience below, the middle-aged brain in glasses was congested, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind, and said loudly: "I choose to continue!"

"Okay, please concentrate, now let's start the fifteenth question!"

Yu Hua yelled, with an unprecedented solemn expression, opened the last envelope and took out the answer sheet. Seeing the question, he couldn't help frowning, as if the difficulty of the question was beyond his expectation.

Yu Hua's performance made the middle-aged man in the glasses burst into his heart. He couldn't help swallowing, his fists clenched, and his palms were full of sweat.

"Please listen to question 15!"

"How long can tardigrade survive at least?"

"A: -150 degrees; B: -165 degrees; C: -180 degrees. D: -200 degrees."

"Thirty seconds countdown begins!"

After Yu Hua finished reading the question, he immediately pressed the stopwatch.

This time, the middle-aged glasses spoke again without any hesitation.

"I use the third last life authority!"

This speed ~www.readwn.com~ made Yu Hua a little astonished. He immediately recovered and said: "Okay, 50-50 life authority is activated, eliminate the two wrong options A and C."

"B: -165 degrees left. D: -200 degrees, please choose!"

After speaking, Yu Hua turned on the stopped stopwatch again.

There was a fierce struggle in his head in the middle-aged glasses, his brain was congested and his face turned red. The audience in the audience was worried that he would have a cerebral hemorrhage.

"The last five seconds!"

Seeing that the middle-aged man made no choice in his glasses, Yu Hua looked at the stopwatch and reminded loudly.

A middle-aged Ji Ling in glasses woke up from a fierce mental struggle, gritted his teeth, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "I choose D: -200 degrees."

After speaking, he stared at Yu Hua steadily, his eyes filled with anxiety and expectation.

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