"What… Mayor… Mayor Song's daughter? I don't know her at all . " The director stammered, clearly caught off-guard .
"Oh, that's alright then . "
The corners of Huo Mian's lip curled upwards as if all the answers were apparent as could be .
Ever since she began working in the Neurology Department, she became more aware of microexpressions . For example, when a patient was nervous, they would tug on the corners of their shirts . When a patient was angry, they would clinch their fists . When a patient was lying, their eyes would shift around .
Therefore, when the director denied knowing Song Yishi, Huo Mian saw right through her .
It seemed like "The Strongest Brain in History" was a set-up from the very beginning .
Huo Mian suddenly remembered her encounter with Song Yishi a couple of days ago . They ran into each other at the entrance of a seafood restaurant . Song Yishi was tipsy at the time and even challenged Huo Mian to an IQ showdown .
At the time, Huo Mian thought that Song Yishi acted that way because she was drunk .
It turned out that woman meant every word . Why would she be interested in something so meaningless and childish? Was she kidding?
Huo Mian felt speechless . . .
Since she was already there, however, she wasn't about to cower .
A woman with Song Yishi's intelligence was no match for her . Even if there were 10 Song Yishis on stage, she would still beat them all .
A person's IQ wasn't something that could be increased . It wasn't something that could be improved overnight by gobbling brainfood .
Huo Mian's IQ was all talent . . .
It was a generous gift from God, something that made up for her previous 20-something tumultuous years of life .
Huo Mian knew that God was fair . . .
If he gave you something amazing, he will also take away something equally good .
Caterpillars are ugly and slow, but that kept them safe since no one wants to touch them .
Butterflies are beautiful and fly quickly, but that's because many animals, including humans, are after them .
If they ever slowed down, they would die immediately . . .
It was the law of nature . . .
Huo Mian never felt superior to anyone because of her high IQ . Instead, she always worked hard to achieve her goals .
She was where she was at not because of luck, but because of hard work .
Success never came easily, and no one is always lucky .
After her makeup was done, Huo Mian went on stage and discovered an audience of 800 people .
This was the introduction she received: "Miss Huo Mian, 24 years of age, is a chief physician in the neurology department of South Side Recuperation Center . She's married to Qin Chu, the current president of GK . When she was in high school, she was known as a genius girl . Today, we will find out just how amazing she is!"
The intro seemed glorious on the outside but was in actuality a set-up for something later on . . .
Huo Mian knew that Song Yishi wanted to embarrass her; the latter wanted to show everyone that she wasn't all that impressive and that it was just all talk . . .
With a smile, Huo Mian walked onto the stage and waved to everyone . She then sat down in her designated chair .
Other than Huo Mian, there were eleven other contestants, all deemed geniuses, both men and women .
Song Yishi wasn't in the group, but Huo Mian knew that these people were only appetizers . . .
After the host finished his introduction, the lightning round began .
Huo Mian made sure to stay in the middle to upper rankings, refraining from doing her best .
The series of challenges took nearly an hour .
Finally, Huo Mian entered the final four, where the real competition began .
After eliminating the other three competitors, she was the only one left . . .
At this time, the host announced, "Mrs . Qin, in front of you is the Gate of Dreams . Once you open it, you will receive a million-yuan prize . Before this, however, there is still one more challenger waiting for you . Are you ready?"
With so many people watching, how could she say no?
Smiling, she nodded . "Of course . "
Immediately after, Song Yishi came in from another entrance . She was dressed in a white evening gown and had on crystal high heels .
Her hair was lightly curled; she had dressed herself up as a goddess . . .
For some odd reason, the first thought that entered Huo Mian's mind upon seeing her was - this woman was trying to hard to look all innocent . . .
Chapter end
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