While the organizer was drinking his wonderful drink upstairs, the guests on the first floor had already gone to the "table" to pick up the printed rules and started.
Feng Bujue... is no exception.
Although he is quite familiar with the rules and playing methods of number guessing, and he is also very clear about the meaning of "six digits, ten digits, and repeatable", but as a more thoughtful and cautious person and a habit, he still has a lot of knowledge. Read the rules with interest.
Brother Jue is a man with ten lines of sight and superb memory and comprehension. His trained mind is undoubtedly very suitable for this kind of game duel.
In no time, he'd figured out the rules...and started to formulate strategies in his head.
"Hmm... If Xiaoling or Ouyang Jian were to play this game, the advantage would probably be even greater..." Feng Bujue stood there, thinking to himself, "These two are relatively good at mathematics, know how to use it, And the type with an excellent memory; even if they face me, their chances of winning are more than 70%... "
Brother Jue's ability in mathematics is actually relatively average.
If he is willing to think hard... the formula for guessing numbers under the standard rules can indeed be figured out, but when he played this game before, he never considered formulating the formula, because he thinks that this game can only be solved by reasoning. To achieve the effect of exercising brain power, if you use formulas to guess... it is not "reasoning", but pure "calculation".
But right now, the situation is different under the premise that "win or lose" is involved. Make no mistake... In this game, the one who masters the "formula" will be very advantageous.
It's just... It's not easy to come up with the best guessing formula under the rule of "six digits, ten digits, repeatable".
It's not that the formula itself is so difficult. In terms of the mathematics level of most highly educated people, as long as they see the correct formula, they can't understand it. At least know how to use it.
However... it would be difficult for them to "list" this formula out of thin air.
It's like many of us have learned advanced mathematics, but few of us can apply it in our lives at the right time; it's also like many of us have studied English for n years and have obtained many certificates. But watching English movies without reading subtitles still feels difficult, and it is also difficult to actually communicate with people from English-speaking countries...
Maybe, in student days. When we are learning and getting in touch with this aspect of knowledge, if we take this "guessing the number" problem as a topic, someone can still solve it-it's hard to say how much time it will take.
Or, people with fairly high mathematical attainments, when faced with this problem, can think of the optimal solution after a little thought.
It's a pity... Among the guests present, it may be difficult to find someone who meets these two conditions.
at this point. When the sponsor's subordinates collected information on these people, they had naturally investigated and confirmed it.
Since the contents of the game were all thought up by the organizer himself and had already been decided, his subordinates would definitely avoid inviting the kind of "person who will have a huge advantage in a certain game" on board.
Just like—if the organizer comes up with a game based on Go, then when his subordinates decide the guest list, it is naturally impossible to invite people who have a background of professional chess players.
But... then again, when there are hundreds of guests, after all... there will be fish that slip through the net.
Of course, Brother Jue's kind of thing definitely doesn't count; the reason why he can pretend to be Jiang Daode is not only because of the secret operation of "Gambling Huangzhai". It is also because of Woody's ability to help with "hypnosis"; otherwise, it would be impossible for him to impersonate someone like Jiang Daode who has been in newspapers and magazines many times.
but. Among the other guests, there were still one or two "fish that slipped through the net" in the true sense.
And how did these people end up on the guest list? In fact, the reason is not complicated...
When the organizer's subordinates investigate a person's background, they must look at the information; for example, "been in the army", then it can be inferred that this person can at least shoot and drive; It can be basically assumed that this person has far more knowledge in music than the average person.
The above are general conditions; however, things that are not on the "data" are not easy to infer...
Still taking Go as an example, suppose there is a customer who has never had a record of formal learning of Go in his personal file, nor has he ever taken an amateur rank test. There is no record of participating in related competitions or any groups; however, he learned Go through other methods. For example, self-study by reading books, self-training online, seeking a teacher from a reclusive expert, or being possessed by a ghost...Similar to such a situation, the subordinates of the sponsor will naturally not be able to find out.
Nowadays. There's a guy on this ship who's pretty good at math, and everyone, including the host... doesn't know that.
"Fortunately... there are a total of sixty-four people on the pass list for this round of the game." Feng Bujue quickly drew up a few strategies in his mind, and then began to wander off. It is still possible for a few people among many people to come up with the optimal guessing formula in a short period of time; but if there are more than sixty people who can do it... that would be outrageous. Besides... this is not A game in which one must win if one masters the formula, the game at the psychological level, gambling skills, luck... are also very important, and on these points... "
Thinking of this, Brother Jue involuntarily showed an evil smile under the mask, and said to himself, "These water fish are just a bunch of cash machines..."
...
Ten minutes passed in a hurry.
At this point, most of the guests have read the rules.
Originally, it was not a long text, and most people would read and understand it in a few minutes.
However, there was no one to fight...
Everyone stood still, no one dared to communicate with others, and no one invited others to a duel.
Obviously... they are all "waiting and watching". Everyone wants others to act as guinea pigs first, while they stand aside and accumulate "experience" by observing other people's duels.
"Heh... It's similar to the scenes of those games in the past..." The organizer who was sitting on a high place watching the show had already drank more than half of the glass of "Red wine boiled sweet noodle sauce with horseradish" and muttered softly in a voice that the people below could not hear said a word.
"Master." The big man in the suit, the one who brought the drinks just now stepped forward again and bent down. He said to the organizer, "Do you want... let the subordinates go down and put pressure on them..."
"No need." The organizer replied, "I just want to see. How long will it take before someone notices the value of 'time' in this game..." He paused. "Oh, that's right..." He said, tilting his neck up and drank the rest of the drink in the glass, and then said, "Go and get me another cup of 'Yellow Peach Jam with Duck Mousse and Mashed Potatoes', Keep it warm, make it thinner... Also, remember to put on a small umbrella this time."
"Uh..." Although the big man in a suit is used to preparing all kinds of exotic meals for "Young Master". But every time he heard a similar weird combination, he still couldn't help being taken aback.
"Okay... this subordinate will prepare now!" Two seconds later, he responded, took the empty cup handed over by the host, and left with the tray.
On the other hand, the first floor…
At this time, the atmosphere in the main hall has become more and more tense.
While everyone is trying their best to look "natural," they're all anxiously waiting...for someone to break the deadlock.
...
"Damn... really no one wants to go first..."
"Everyone is old and cunning..."
"Anyone is fine, let's go to the duel. Anyway, don't challenge me... I don't want to be the first one."
"Cut... It's so uncomfortable, I really want to take off the mask, but if the face is seen on this occasion..."
"I really want to drink saliva. But if you accidentally do something that attracts attention at this time, you may be targeted..."
"Please, whoever it is, whatever it is, even if someone breaks a plate... make some noise and break this uncomfortable atmosphere!"
...
Just at this extremely depressing moment.
Boom—
The door at the passageway on the first floor was pushed open, and a man in a suit and sunglasses ran in panting.
Because he came in a hurry, he didn't notice the change in the atmosphere in the main hall for a while; after entering the door, he quickly found Brother Jue from the crowd. After all, Feng Bujue was the only one dressed casually among the male guests, so it wasn't difficult Find. And walked towards it quickly.
"Sir." When he was about to come to Brother Jue, the man in the suit and sunglasses had already reached out to take something out of his pocket. "Here's the bendable straw you wanted." With that, he took out a whole pack of unopened straws. Handed it to Brother Jue, "As much as you need, please take it yourself."
"Heh..." Brother Jue smiled at him, "You... I want them all."
After speaking, he directly took the whole pack of straws from the other party.
Although the man in the suit and sunglasses hesitated for a moment, since the straw was not a valuable or important thing, he didn't stop him.
"Okay, thank you, big brother." After Feng Bujue took the pack of straws, he politely thanked the other party, then he unsealed the package and took out one.
These straws are of the more expensive kind at first glance. After opening the outer packaging, each of them has a separate paper packaging.
Feng Bujue put the remaining pack of straws into his jacket pocket, and unwrapped the paper packaging of the straw in his hand, and then... walked to a round table with champagne, took a glass, put The straw went in.
During this whole process... everyone in the audience was looking at him. Even though some people pretended not to look, their attention was still on him.
"Then... who is better to start with?" A few seconds later, Feng Bujue picked up the champagne, raised it to a place at eye level with him, and then... raised the glass without moving.
At this moment, the expressions of some people in the crowd suddenly changed... Obviously, this group of people immediately sensed what Brother Jue was going to do.
"Hmm... over here..." Feng Bujue watched as the bent straw floated a few times in the champagne glass, and finally leaned against the glass wall and hung to one side.
In the next second, he looked in the direction the straw was "pointing"...and his gaze stayed on the person standing in that straight line and closest to him.
Coincidentally, that person... was the chunky man wearing a Peking Opera mask who had talked to the host before.
"Okay, it's up to you to decide." Feng Bujue muttered casually, and pointed at the man with a flick of his arm.
"You... what are you going to do?" The short and fat man was startled at that moment, and couldn't help but take half a step back.
"What are you doing?" Feng Bujue repeated the other party's question, and then responded with a smile, "Heh... Of course I'm here to challenge you - guess the number duel."
"You...you kid..." The short fat man came back to his senses, and was a little annoyed, "You actually decided in such a random way..."
"You're out of luck." Feng Bujue interrupted him, and continued, "Okay, don't talk too much, you probably don't meet the condition of 'have already played two games'? So you can't refuse my offer Challenge." He raised his hand and motioned to a "desktop" beside him, "Come on, don't waste time."
"Hmph..." Two seconds later, the chunky man snorted coldly. Then, he raised his hand and straightened the collar of his evening dress, then raised his head, and walked to the cart that Brother Jue pointed out at a pace that he thought was "dignified and steady".
"I hope you won't regret this hasty decision." He looked at Feng Bujue and said in a rather loud voice.
This sentence is not only for Brother Jue, but also for all the people around and the sponsor.
The chunky man is also very clear... At this moment, he and the man wearing a crow mask in front of him have become the focus of the audience. The process and results of their confrontation are likely to affect the entire next game.
"Oh..." Feng Bujue responded perfunctorily to the short and fat man's verbal threats, and continued, "Sir, since we will have more exchanges in the future, I don't know...how should I address you?"
"As you wish." The short, fat man replied angrily.
"Are you sure? Stupid beast." Feng Bujue's next sentence immediately changed the other party's mind.
"What did you call me?" I don't know why, but at this moment, the short and fat man's mind once again flashed the sentence "The decision is you" not long ago...
"Don't you like to hear it? You agreed to do whatever you want? Stay with Hippo." Feng Bujue said again.
When he said this, there were already a few people in the crowd who couldn't help laughing, but they all covered their faces and chuckled without making a sound... After all, they didn't want to attract attention.
"Okay, okay..." the chunky man compromised before Brother Jue called out the names of the other elves, "Just call me 'Mr. Jing'.".