The black pointer rotates slowly, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

It's like the black god of death knocking on the door, and it's also like a message indicating the arrival of bad luck.

During the spin, Bai Youwei re-observed the points on the field. She, Pan Xiaoxin and Yan Qingwen were in the lead, and all three of them were 3 points.

Pan Xiaoxin made her look at her with admiration. It was not easy for a primary school student to accumulate 3 points and maintain an advantage.

Shen Mo and Zhu Shu scored 2 points, while Li Li was deducted 1 point because he answered one question wrong, so he also scored 2 points.

Teacher Cheng, Tan Xiao, Lu Ang, all three of them are 1 point.

Her heart was slightly relaxed.

Because this means that each of them has a deduction. Even if someone answers the second question wrong, everyone will not have any worries about their lives for the time being.

The pointer starts to slow down.

Everyone's nerves are tense!

Who will be the lucky one who is selected and can get the advantage of choosing a topic board?

The pointer slid over Li Li, and he breathed rapidly, staring at the sharp tip of the needle! And when the pointer slowly turned over, his whole body suddenly relaxed again, and he looked at his next person unwillingly-

The pointer is getting slower and slower, as slow as a snail.

Finally, he barely moved from Pan Xiaoxin and stopped in front of Cheng Weicai!

"Player No. 2, please choose a question type."

Everyone looked at Cheng Weicai.

Cheng Weicai had almost no consideration and made a choice for conditioned reflex:

"Poetry."

He is a Chinese teacher, and he is best at this type of question.

The chat and laugh beside him immediately scratched his head as soon as he saw the topic, and let out a long "Ah" in annoyance.

Others' faces are not good-looking.

Teacher Cheng realized something and his face suddenly turned pale!

"No, not...wait! I'll re-select!" Cheng Wei said anxiously, "Inspector! I won't choose poems and lyrics anymore! I'll choose something else! I want to change the question!"

"The question type has been locked and cannot be changed."

The inspector's tone was quiet and there was no room for maneuver.

"Question 2: Spring Club is one of the ancient traditional folk festivals. Which poem is not written in Spring Club? Please answer it on the answer board."

The LCD screen in front of Bai Youwei shows the question and the four options below:

a, Lu You's "Sai Shenqu";

b, Wang Jia's "She Day";

c, Lu You's "Visiting Shanxi Village";

d, Gao Ding's "Village".

Among these four poems, there is a poem that has nothing to do with the Spring Festival. Which one is it?

Bai Youwei frowned in a bad mood.

Due to physical reasons, she did not receive higher education at school, but she never stopped online courses, and she has a large collection of books at home, and she has read almost every one of them. She has learned about literature, history, nature, science, the Internet, Go and various competitive games.

Of course, it’s not because she loves to study, she just passes time and relieves boredom.

So she thinks that her knowledge reserves are no worse than those of ordinary people.

However, ancient poetry is indeed her weakness, because she is not interested, so she does not invest much energy. She knows a little about ordinary familiar poems and songs, but these four options are in front of her...

She didn't know any song.

If you really want to choose, option b "Socie Day" has at least the word "Society", so the answer may be in a, c, and d.

She thought for a while, but had no idea, so she could only fight for luck.

Bai Youwei chose a.

What a god-racing song sounds like a dragon boat racing? Or you praise a certain song? You can't guess it thoroughly.

One minute answering time will soon pass.

The inspector announced the answer: "The answer is d. The cumulative number of 1 point is given if the answer is correct, and 1 point is deducted if the answer is wrong. Players without points will be eliminated."

"No! No!..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"This is unfair! Unfair!"

Wailing sounds all over the place.

This time, five metal chairs slowly turned over, ignoring people's crying and struggles, and the tall back of the chair also blocked everyone's vision.

"Elimination" begins again...
Chapter completed!