In the next few minutes, the onlookers truly witnessed what real understanding means.
For the second idiom, Li Muchen flipped his right hand open, making a gesture of holding a round object in his palm.
Lu Sheng: "to hold dear."
For the third idiom, Li Muchen squatted down, pointed at a dry twig on the ground, and then at a small green plant next to it.
Lu Sheng: "turn over a new leaf."
For the fourth idiom, Li Muchen pretended to hold a cup of water, then made a motion of drawing a bow.
Lu Sheng: "illusion."
For the fifth idiom, Li Muchen pointed to the sky, then made a grasping and exchanging motion.
Lu Sheng: "stealing the sky and replacing the sun."
For the sixth idiom, Li Muchen made a motion of opening a book, then gave a thumbs up.
Lu Sheng: "a good read."
For the seventh idiom, Li Muchen pretended to pick something up and made a motion of tearing with his mouth.
Lu Sheng: "tearing to pieces."
For the eighth idiom, Li Muchen extended his right arm, making a gesture of turning three times.
Lu Sheng: "twists and turns."
For the ninth idiom, Li Muchen raised his finger in front of his eyes, making a gesture of scraping his eyes.
Lu Sheng: "look with new eyes."
For the tenth idiom, Li Muchen thought for two seconds, raised his arm and tugged at his sleeve, then looked toward the sky and back at Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng: "Every cloud has a silver lining."
Thus, the game ended.
Another ten idioms, all guessed correctly.
By now, nearly a hundred people had gathered around, yet the atmosphere was so quiet it was surprising.
Because everyone was shocked.
No, really... how did they do it?
Ten idioms, each allotted thirty seconds, means a total time of five minutes was given.
However, in reality, almost immediately after the man finished the gesture, the young girl would say the correct answer.
So, until the end of the game, they had used less than two minutes in total.
The problem is, even if the man’s gestures for the idioms were accurate, did the young girl not need any time to think?
How did she manage to guess each idiom at first glance without even needing to trial and error?
And, while it’s one thing to guess simple idioms like "to hold dear" or "twists and turns" right away,
for an idiom like "Every cloud has a silver lining," most people present didn’t even know such a phrase existed.
Yet the young girl still guessed it instantly.
This reaction speed and vocabulary, isn’t it a bit exaggerated!
In the midst of surrounding discussions, Lu Sheng looked at the stall owner: "Boss, can we move on to the next level?"
"...Yes, yes, all of you come this way."
The stall owner hurriedly agreed, but the look he gave Lu Sheng was almost as if he was seeing a Demon.
It was really too outlandish.
Are high school students nowadays this smart?
The first two levels were passed by such a petite and slender young girl, and with unprecedented results: scoring perfectly in ring tossing and idioms guessing.
But in the third level, no matter how smart the young girl is, she won’t be much help.
This round of push-ups depends entirely on the boyfriend’s physical strength.
Those guys who do not usually exercise much, or are too overweight, simply cannot do forty push-ups in one minute.
But at this moment, the booth owner takes a look—
There are three couples who have made it to the third round, and the boyfriends of these three girls seem to be in good shape.
Especially the boyfriend of the last girl—his broad shoulders and narrow waist, with firm lines on his arms and legs, clearly a very self-disciplined regular exerciser.
Could all three couples make it to the final round?
Wouldn’t he potentially lose money then?
Even just giving out a consolation prize, that would still be hundreds of dollars.
With this in mind, the booth owner couldn’t help but roll his eyes, and his mind started to wander.
Lu Sheng was talking to Lan Yu and the others, but she suddenly caught out of the corner of her eye the booth owner, while laying out the mat, sneakily reaching behind the timer.
She wasn’t sure what he adjusted secretly.
Lu Sheng frowned slightly, Li Muchen noticed and leaned over to ask her, "What’s wrong?"
"The booth owner seems to have tampered with the timer," Lu Sheng frowned, "I suspect he sped up the timer because the next round of push-ups is timed to one minute."
Li Muchen glanced at the booth owner, his expression remained untroubled.
"These street game booth owners more or less tamper to avoid losing money."
"During the first round of hoop throwing, he also deliberately placed the dolls far away from you, probably thinking you couldn’t throw that far."
"To come out and do business and not even have the basic integrity," Lu Sheng’s eyes darkened, disliking such behavior.
"The game is already set to be difficult, under normal circumstances, not many couples can reach the final round, yet the booth owner still cheats."
"It’s always been in business, unscrupulous," Li Muchen leaned closer to Lu Sheng and said, "Don’t worry, baby, I can finish forty push-ups in thirty seconds."
Li Muchen’s voice was low, his breath warm and enticing, making one’s ears tickle.
Hearing this, Lu Sheng’s eyes gleamed, she lifted her head and raised an eyebrow: "Oh? President Li is that fast?"
Li Muchen paused for a second, catching the mischievous sparkle in the girl’s eyes, then realized what she meant.
The next second, he leaned even closer, first gently kissed the girl’s earlobe, then whispered into her ear in a voice only the two of them could hear.
"If it’s push-ups, I can do them very quickly."
"If it’s something else... as long as baby likes it, I can take a very long time."
This was the first time in a long while that Li Muchen had taken the initiative to talk about such an 18+ topic with her.
And he did it with such a serious tone.
In her heart, Lu Sheng thought, it seems that no man can stand being described as fast, Li Muchen is no exception.
While they were chatting, the first doctoral couple had already started doing push-ups on the mat.
Just as Lu Sheng said, the booth owner had adjusted the timer.
It seemed like there wasn’t a problem, but in reality, he reduced one minute to about just over fifty seconds.
This small difference is very hard to notice.
Moreover, the couple doing push-ups had no mind to pay attention to the timer. The bystanders were only focused on whether the couple on the ground could complete the task, no one specifically watched the timer.
Lu Sheng told Lan Yu and Han Jing about this, asking Han Jing to speed up when it was his turn. Han Jing confidently assured that even if the time was shortened, he could definitely complete the forty push-ups.
The first couple only managed 32 within the time limit, and didn’t pass.
When it was Lan Yu and Han Jing’s turn, initially everything went smoothly, and Han Jing’s push-ups were very quick.
Later, no one knew what happened, but Lu Sheng could see Han Jing, who was pushing up on Lan Yu, seemed to have increasingly redder ears.
Before the time was up, Han Jing suddenly stopped and got up from the mat, his face flushed red.