Wen Mo held the invitation letter, a little confused: "I... I don't know."
Wen Qiao touched his head: "Do you have any concerns?"
"I was afraid I wouldn't be able to speak in front of the camera."
Wen Qiao smiled: "So you really want to participate, right?"
Wen Mo thought for a long time and nodded: "I kind of want to participate."
"Then join us. I'll go with you. When you go on stage, I'll sit down below. Just treat it as playing a game. It doesn't matter if you lose, okay?"
Wen Mo seemed to have finally made up his mind: "Well, okay."
Three days later, Wenmer went to participate in the first recording of the [Brain Explosion] program.
A total of twenty-eight children from Haicheng came to participate in this PK.
Twenty-five of them were high school students, about the same age as Wimmer, and three were junior high school students.
Half boys and half girls.
Except for Wen Mo, all other students are celebrities in the school and are top students who have topped the exams in every high school.
Not only do they have excellent academic performance, the school is like a small society. These students not only have excellent academic performance, but are also outstanding in other aspects. Their names and figures can be seen in English speech contests, debate contests, various science and engineering invention contests, and essay contests.
Except for Wen Mo, the other twenty-seven students are all big names in Haicheng’s student community.
Moreover, those students have very strong communication skills. They can chat with each other without the help of their parents. Their social skills are even higher than Wen Qiao's.
Wen Mo and Wen Qiao looked at each other.
Wen Qiao: …
I feel like I've lost at the starting line. What should I do? I'm waiting online, it's pretty urgent.
A boy saw that the Wen Qiao siblings looked good, so he came over and said hello: "Who are you participating in the competition?"
Wen Qiao: …
I have graduated from college, so am I still considered a high school student
"He is participating in the competition." Wen Qiao patted Wen Mo's shoulder.
The boy asked again: "Excuse me, what's your name and which school are you from?"
Wen Mo overcame his nervousness and replied, "I... My name is Wen Mo, from No. 9 Middle School."
The boy looked him up and down, smiled perfunctorily and didn't talk in detail.
Immediately afterwards, Wen Qiao heard the boy and a girl chatting privately.
"Wimmer? Who is that? I don't think I've heard of him."
"Wen Mo seemed to be the top scorer in the high school entrance exam two years ago. I remember that he seemed to be the top scorer in the high school entrance exam that year."
"So what happened after you entered high school? Did you not achieve anything?"
The girl shook her head: "I've never heard of this."
The boy was a little proud: "Looks like he's a bookworm."
Another boy said, "This show doesn't rely entirely on rote memorization. There are many stages. I don't think he can make it out of the preliminary rounds."
"Keep your voices down. It's not good if he hears you. I heard his brother-in-law's last name is Fu."
Wen Qiao: …
What kind of law is it to beat a high school student? Waiting online, pretty urgent.
In an instant, the other twenty-seven students all knew Wen Mo. After entering high school, Wen Mo was indeed more Buddhist and had not participated in any competitions, so he gave people the feeling of a nerd.
Everyone had disdain written all over their faces and felt that Wen Mo was not someone to be feared.
No one took him as an opponent.
Soon, the program began recording, with a total of four segments.
They are Rubik's Cube Wall, Sound Recognition and Number Reading, Blind Crossing of Laser Line, and Recognizing Synthetic Faces.
Wen Qiao sat in the audience, looking at Wen Mo, who was a little reserved on the stage. He gave him a thumbs up, signaling him not to be too nervous.
(End of this chapter)