Chapter 1158: It’s Important to Know One’s Own Limitations (9)
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
Glowering at Huo Mian, Song Yis.h.i.+ slowly asked, “What is the correct ratio between coa.r.s.e and fine for the mix of edible grains?”
“1 to 2,” Huo Mian replied.
“That is correct,” the host announced, feeling speechless.
“Next is Mrs. Qin’s turn to ask a question.”
“As a tribute to the Olympics, I’ll ask you something simple that’s related to it. In the 2008 Olympic games, who took gold for men’s singles in Ping Pong?” Huo Mian asked, smiling.
It was an easy question. Even the audience knew the answer.
Song Yis.h.i.+, however, was clearly unsure…
She always talked about her patriotism, about how much she loved their country, but she was stumped by the simplest of questions.
What was even more magical was that after a couple of seconds, she replied, “Zhang Jike.”
As the words left her mouth, the entire audience erupted with gasps.
No one had expected her to get such a simple question wrong.
Huo Mian smiled. “It wasn’t Zhang Jike eight years ago. Ma Lin was the one that won gold in 2008.”
Even the host couldn’t remain silent anymore. “Miss Song, that match was between Ma Lin and w.a.n.g Hao, both exceptional professional players of our country. In the end, it was Ma Lin who won.”
“I must’ve remembered wrong…” Song Yis.h.i.+ reasoned matter-of-factly.
“Next, it is Miss Song’s turn…”
Song Yis.h.i.+: “What year was the computer invented?”
Huo Mian: “1946.”
“Correct,” the host confirmed.
Huo Mian: “What was the earliest meaning of ‘groom’ in ancient China?”
Song Yis.h.i.+: “A man entering into holy matrimony.”
“Wrong, its earliest meaning was new scholars,” the host corrected.
Song Yis.h.i.+ coughed quietly, feeling embarra.s.sed…
The entire studio fell dead silent…
Song Yis.h.i.+: “Do fish have hearts?”
Huo Mian: “Yes.”
“Correct.”
Huo Mian: “Do newborns cry tears?”
Song Yis.h.i.+: “Yes.”
“Wrong. Newborns do not shed tears when they cry.”
In front of the television, a.s.sistant Yang laughed. “I’m feeling second-hand embarra.s.sment for Miss Song… Young Madam is truly too awesome!”
Song Yis.h.i.+: “Suppose you put on a pot of water in a s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p. How long will the water take to boil?”
Huo Mian: “It will never boil.”
Huo Mian: “How many kilometers are in a light year?”
Song Yis.h.i.+: “100,000 kilometers.”
“Wrong, it’s approximately 9.5 trillion kilometers,” Huo Mian corrected Song Yis.h.i.+ herself this time.
“Mrs. Qin is correct.” The host didn’t dare to make eye contact with Song Yis.h.i.+.
The audience fell dead silent once again…
With four questions asked, Song Yis.h.i.+ had gotten none of them correct while Huo Mian had gotten all of hers right. It was truly… embarra.s.sing.
Song Yis.h.i.+: “Who invented the first telescope?”
Huo Mian: “Galileo.”
Huo Mian: “What year was penicillin invented?”
Song Yis.h.i.+: “1-1966.”
“Wrong, it’s 1928,” Huo Mian corrected.
“That doesn’t count, medical knowledge is your specialty, you did that on purpose…” Song Yis.h.i.+ looked like she was about to burst out in tears from embarra.s.sment.
Huo Mian, however, smiled but didn’t say anything…
Song Yis.h.i.+: “Which country is the famous tennis player, Schiavone, from?”
Huo Mian: “Italy.”
Song Yis.h.i.+ was surprised…
Huo Mian immediately asked, “The four books of the Four Books and Five Cla.s.sics include ‘The a.n.a.lects’, ‘The Great Learning’, ‘The Doctrine of the Mean’, and what’s the last one?”
Song Yis.h.i.+ looked confused…
Then, she replied “Tao Te Ching”.
The scholars in the audience began to snicker…
Some even began to question Miss Song’s love for cla.s.sical Chinese literature. Shouldn’t a master of traditional Chinese painting know more about the country’s history?
“Miss Song, the correct answer is ‘Mencius’,” The host reminded, feeling bad for Song Yis.h.i.+.
“I knew that. I just remembered wrong…” Her reason felt a little forced.
Song Yis.h.i.+: “Who’s the original singer of Hit Me Baby One More Time?”
Huo Mian: “Britney Spears.”
Huo Mian immediately asked back, “Who received the 1993 n.o.bel Peace Prize?”
Song Yis.h.i.+ felt awkward as she was stumped again…
“That’s such an easy question. Even I know the answer, how could Miss Song not know…” a girl in the audience mumbled to herself.
“Miss Song, you have a chance to seek help from the audience,” The host reminded kindly.