I'm a genius star

Chapter 92 Takeru Sato's Apology
The third round ended with such a farce.

Sato Takeru returned to the team lounge, but his eyes were full of despair.

squeak~
The door of the lounge was opened, and three of his teammates came in through the door.

"Ah, ah? Isn't this our King of Mathematics?"

"Yes, yes, why such a downcast look?"

"Didn't a certain Master Wang just now clamor to go on stage and continue to challenge? What's wrong? Why did you come back so soon?"

The three sneered at Takeru Sato who was sitting in the corner, but he didn't even have a head.

"Hey, hey, you guy, did you listen to us?"

"Don't be too arrogant, you trash!"

"You took Lao Tzu's qualifications and lost, do you know that, hello?"

The three of them approached Takeru Sato, but he still didn't look up.

Sato Takeru's behavior made them feel angry immediately, and one of the tallest boys rushed forward, grabbed his collar, and lifted him from the ground alive.

"Why do you look pitiful after losing? Do you know that it is because of you that one of us can't play?!"

Sato Takeru was lifted up, but his face was lifeless, his eyes were like a dead person.

"you"

Sato Takeru's eyes were dull, his six gods were in vain, and he muttered in a low voice:

"That's a monster"

The tall boy looked panic-stricken and threw him onto the sofa.

The pain from his body didn't make Sato Takeru show any painful expression, he still looked desperate.

He knew what would happen if he lost. This team has no glory at all.

When you win, everyone will come to praise you and serve you in the highest seat.

But when you fail, everyone will abandon you without hesitation and pull you down from the highest position.

Sometimes, he actually yearns for Hua Guo more, as long as he does his best, he doesn't have to worry about everyone turning his back on you when he fails, and he doesn't have to chase so desperately for rankings.

Perhaps, he can still sleep peacefully.

At that time, in that arena, he was obviously the one who won, he defeated the little girl.

However, it wasn't him that everyone praised, everyone was comforting the little girl.

Why?Why can she be appreciated and comforted by so many people?Isn't he the one who won?

Jealousy arose spontaneously in an instant, and he clearly knew that he couldn't say it, but he still said it.

"Your talent is good, but if you beat me, it will be impossible in this life."

What disgusting words to himself, he didn't understand why he would say them.

Under the gaze of the three people, he slowly stood up and walked out in diameter.

At this moment, he was a loser, but walking in this passage again, he felt a lot lighter and relieved.

"Hey.."

He sighed, followed the route he remembered, went out from here, and found the hotel where they were staying.

Back in his own room in the hotel, Takeru Sato went to the bathroom, looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't help but burst out laughing
"Pfft! Hahahaha..."

"You guy, what is it? A monkey?"

"Hahahahaha!"

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes 'laughing', he went into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and let the hot water just splash on him.

After taking a shower, he changed his clothes and looked in the mirror again.

"Why didn't I realize that I have so few clothes?"

He tugged at his shoulder-length hair, and stroked his weed-like beard.

He walked back to the room, opened his suitcase, and took out the scissors and razor that he hadn't used for a long time.

"Lily, let's have dinner together later?"

"Yes, Lily, let's go together after today's last game is over!"

"Okay, I'm going too!"

"Me too, me too."

Lily was surrounded by a group of people, obviously becoming the backbone of this group of people.

Lily nodded and said:
"Okay, when brother wins, let's go together!"

Everyone nodded, Lily got up and said:

"I'm going to go to the bathroom first, the next game is about to start!"

With that said, he trotted out the door.

After going to the toilet, Lily washed her hands and trotted to go back when she went out.

"and many more!"

Suddenly being stopped by someone, Lily turned around, saw Takeru Sato, and asked curiously:

"Are you calling me?"

Takeru Sato was standing by the aisle. At this time, his hair had been cut to less than half a finger, and it no longer looked greasy as before, and his whole person became much refreshed.

Takeru Sato nodded, took out the translation earphones, and motioned for her to wear them too.

Lily suddenly remembered that everyone in the program group seemed to have issued a translation headset and taught her how to use it.

She slowly took out a white earphone from her small pocket, and then kept pressing the switch. The earphone flashed twice, and she put it on only after she was sure it was turned on.

After Sato Takeru saw her put on the earphones, he also put them on.

Then, he suddenly bowed deeply and said loudly:
"sorry."

Lily was startled by his sudden movement, and hurriedly said:
"What are you doing! Get up quickly!"

Sato Takeru still didn't move, and said loudly:
"Really, I'm so sorry! Although you didn't understand, I still can't forgive myself for saying that!"

"You are very good. When you grow up, you will definitely become an outstanding player. If you can, I hope you will be willing to compete with me again at that time!"

Lily was in a hurry and didn't know what to do, so she could only say:

"Ahhh, I know, get up quickly! When I get better in the future, let's compete once! You get up first..."

Sato Takeshiko didn't move, but raised his head and said in surprise:
"Really? Are you telling the truth?"

"Really, really, get up quickly, I have to watch my brother's game!"

Takeru Sato straightened his body, suddenly relieved in his heart.

Smiling softly, Sato Ken said:

"Thank you, please tell Su Yun for me, I'm sorry."

Lily nodded and said:
"Okay, brother, are you okay? I'm going back now?"

Takeru Sato nodded, Lily trotted away, walked halfway, looked back at him, and waved to him.

Takeru Sato froze for a moment, and waved to her as well.

The fourth game, which is also the last game recorded today, started recording after a 10-minute break after the farce.

"Okay, then we are about to start our fourth game today, which is also our last game today. We have invited four foreign teams to send a player to challenge on stage!"

Everyone present was staring at the channel, looking forward to who will play in the last match of the day.

In this season's foreign team, there are three people who are called foreigners as the Three Kings.

King of Mathematics: Takeru Sato
King of Micro: Glucks

King of Memory: Franzius

These three people are the three absolute main forces of this foreign team, and two of them have already been defeated by Su Yun's hands.

However, when foreign teams compete, the strongest will go first, and they have never hidden their main force. What they think is, if there is a big move, why not let it go first?

And now that the two main players have been defeated by Su Yun, will the foreign team directly send in the third main player, Franzius?
Everyone is looking forward to it, because Franzius is known as the king of memory, if he plays, it must be an item that compares with memory.

Compared with memory, that is Su Yun's home field!
The scene of memorizing 1000 numbers at that time is still fresh in everyone's memory.

And what is the record of Francis dictating the numbers? 250!The difference should not be too much!
Everyone looked at the entrance of the passage expectantly, and at this moment, a handsome silver-haired man came out of it.

"Wow! Really Francis!"

"It's really the main force. This foreign team never uses their brains."

"Hahahaha, foreign countries don't seem to know that there is someone like Su Yun in Huaguo, right?"

"Hahaha, this Francis is miserable."

"Well, I've seen Franzius's last expression of doubting life."

"..."

Franzius walked onto the stage and waved to the audience.

I have to say that Franzius is indeed handsome, with a height of 1.8 meters [-], a perfect figure, exquisite facial features, and a beautiful natural silver hair. In fact, he has attracted countless fans in China.

He came to participate in this show, and the cheers of the audience have never been low, especially those Huaguo female audiences.

But today, Franzius found something strange about the scene.

Why are these people not cheering?Is this uncle ugly, or have your aesthetics changed?

The more Franzius looked at it, the more he felt strange, even the people in the jury, why did they all have sympathetic expressions?

Even the host Jiang Yuzhen shook his head and said:
"Hehe, although we are old friends, please introduce yourself first."

Francis nodded, picked up the microphone and said:

"Hello everyone, I am Franzius from the Yingguo team. I am the holder of the world records in listening to numbers, shorthand playing cards, and marathon picks."

Franzius proudly talked about every honor in his life, but he found that everyone's expressions seemed to have become even weirder!

Wattfaq oil? ? ?
Francis was a little speechless, what happened this time?
The two main players of the team were wiped out by the opponent one after another, and at this moment, everyone has such an expression, what are you going to do?
Jiang Yuzhen coughed in embarrassment, and said quickly:
"Well, Franzius has finished introducing himself, so I would like to ask, what is the project you are going to challenge today?"

Francis hesitated for a moment and said:

"Shorthand poker."

"Okay, Franzius chose shorthand poker as the challenge. Let's first understand the rules of the game."

"Shorthand Poker: International judges select a deck of playing cards, shuffle them, and hand them over to the players. Players should memorize the order of the shuffled cards as quickly as possible. After two rounds, the player with the shortest time wins. "

The rules of the competition this time are extremely simple, the host said:

"Then let's invite the Huaguo team to send a player to fight!"

The spotlight hit the entrance of the passage, attracting everyone's attention, and a familiar figure walked out from inside.

(End of this chapter)