Translator: Zayn_
The second game was drawn by Song Qingyou.
The topic was [Weather forecast].
This keyword might be difficult for people who had never learned painting, but Song Qingyou had learned how to sketch, so she only looked at the question and started drawing.
Even the surrounding staff could quickly answer when they saw Song Qingyouâs weather report, the simple map, the cyclone, and so on.
Zhao Yingnan, who was in front of Song Qingyou, was the same.
However, Song Qingyouâs paintings quickly changed in Zhao Yingnanâs hands.
Before she could draw the map carefully, the time was up.
So when it was Gu Xingchen and Jiang Xuyanâs turn, what was left of the weather forecast was something like a blackboard. There were two cyclone patterns and a lightning symbol on it.
Xu Xingzhou, who was at the front, was completely confused by the painting.
He simply painted according to his own understanding.
âTimeâs up.â
âStudent Tang Zinian, please answer.â
Tang Zinian turned around and saw a chubby pikachu.
Just as he was about to answer âPikachuâ, Xu Xingzhou stretched out four fingers, meaning that there were four characters.
Tang Zinian thought for a moment and immediately replied, âPokemon!â
The few people at the scene fell silent after hearing this sudden answer.
The extras couldnât help but laugh.
âHow could it be a Pokemon?â Jiang Xuyan was puzzled. âShouldnât it be natural science?â
Zhao Yingnan looked embarrassed. âItâs the weather forecast!â
âWeather forecast?â
The group of people who had guessed wrong all looked at Song Qingyou.
The latter had a tacit understanding. She immediately picked up his painting and showed it to everyone.
âIt really is the weather forecast.â Tang Zinian slapped his face with one hand. He couldnât bear to look at her. âIf it was Sister Qingyouâs drawing, how could 1 not understand it?â
âActually, itâs not our fault. Itâs mainly because of our paintings⦠are not good.â Jiang Xuyan reflected for two seconds and then pointed at Xu Xingzhouâs painting. âBut this time, the most ridiculous one is indeed Xingzhou, right?â The weather forecast could be painted as a Pokemon, almost as ridiculous as bread and reflections!
Shu Ling glanced at Xu Xingzhouâs masterpiece. âOld Xu, what were you thinking? How does this electric rat match Teacher Guâs drawing?â
Xu Xingzhou, who was despised, was not angry. He pointed at the two small whirlpools on Gu Xing Chenâs painting and then pointed at the two red lumps on the face of the yellow-skinned rat.
âExactly the same.â
Then, he pointed at the lightning mark and the tail he had drawn.
âItâs exactly the same.â
Everyone was speechless.
It seemed ridiculous, but it was also somewhat reasonable.
Only Tang Zinian was still on the verge of tears.
âSob, sob, sob. Iâve lost two out of three games. Iâm destined to lose.â
âBrothers and sisters, can you be more reliable?â
Xu Xingzhou patted his shoulder. âDonât worry, I will do my best.â
âUsing your brain circuits to draw Pokemon?â Tang Zinian raised his head.
Jiang Xuyan burst out laughing.
âTeacher Jiang!â
âIâm not laughing anymore. Quick, letâs start the third round. 1 want to see how ridiculous we can draw.â
Tang Zinian sighed. âNone of them have empathy!â
The third game soon began.
This time, Gu Xingchen was at the end of the line.
Under Tang Zinianâs pleading, the keywords given by the production team were finally much simpler.
Gu Xingchen drew a language book without saying anything.
Song Qingyou was first.
She did not let Tang Zinian down and copied Xu Xingzhouâs masterpiece.
Tang Zinian finally got it right once and obtained 5 points.
As for the others, they also obtained one point.
After Tang Zinianâs three games ended, Zhao Yingnan went on stage.
She also only answered one question correctly.
Jiang Xuyan and Gu Xingchen followed suit.
Xu Xingzhou, Shu Ling, and Yu Muhuai each answered two questions correctly. Adding on the points they had added midway, Xu Xingzhou, who had the highest score, had 15 points.
The point card had already been taken out by the program team.
Everyone looked at the leaderboard with mixed feelings.
âI didnât expect Old Xu to be so bad at painting, but his guess was quite accurate.â
Tang Zinian mumbled, âThe Pokemon you drew left a deep impression on me. 1 didnât want you to win, butâ¦â
He then looked at Song Qingyou. âItâs Sister Qingyouâs turn soon. Whether or not we have a chance to beat her depends on this!â
Hearing this, Jiang Xuyan looked at Xu Xingzhou expectantly. âOld Xu, you are our hope!â
Song Qingyou, who was regarded as the devil, coughed lightly. âTeacher, the eighth round of the game should begin.â
The PE teacher whistled, signaling Song Qingyou to draw lots.
In the first round of the eighth round, Yu Muhuai was last and Xu Xingzhou was first.
The program team revealed the keyword, [The Sandpiper and Clam Fight].
Yu Muhuai thought for a while and drew a bird and a clam shell with a VS sign in the middle.
Gu Xingchen, who was at the front, understood in an instant and drew a similar one.
As he drew, the clam shell became smaller and smaller, and the bird became a chicken.
When it was Xu Xingzhouâs turn, he drew a little chick and a rock.
The little chick was drawn with the number 2.
âTimeâs up.â
âStudent Song, please answer.â
Song Qingyou turned around and saw Xu Xingzhou pointing four fingers at the drawing board.
If it was someone else, most of them would guess that it was a chicken pecking at rice.
But Song Qingyou didnât think the questions would be that simple.
At this moment, Jiang Xuyan and the rest had yet to see Xu Xingzhouâs masterpiece. They were all silently waiting for her answer.
At the last second, Song Qingyou made up her mind.
âI guess itâs⦠The sandpiper and clam fight.â
âCorrect answer!â
The PE teacher did not keep them in suspense and announced the results.
Everyone exclaimed. Although they really wanted to beat Song Qingyou once, it didnât stop them from being happy that Song Qingyou had guessed correctly.
The only person who did not fit in was probably Xu Xingzhou.
He looked at his own painting and then at Jiang Xuyanâs painting behind him. He asked in confusion, âTeacher Jiang, didnât you draw a chicken?â
Jiang Xuyanâs smile froze. He really wanted to hide the drawing board.
However, it was too late. Tang Zinian had already picked up the drawing board and started laughing.
At the same time, everyone looked at Xu Xingzhouâs masterpiece.
âChick pecking at rice?â Zhao Yingnan looked puzzled.
âIt really is a chicken!â The few people who were working hard to draw the bird felt puzzled.
âIs this a stone?â Gu Xingchen pointed at the stone in Xu Xingzhouâs painting and asked.
Xu Xingzhou pointed at the irregular object in Jiang Xuyanâs painting. âShouldnât it be a bowl for feeding chickens?â
Shu Ling sent a soul question. âSpeaking of which, how did Qingyou use this painting to guess the fight between the sandpiper and clam?â
Song Qingyou was speechless. âItâs probably luck,â she said honestly. âI was going to say chicken pecking rice, but then 1 thought it couldnât be that simple.â âSister Qingyou is still the best.â
Tang Zinian sighed..