Meng Haoran looked at the bald man''s expression and felt a little funny. Am I so terrible?


    "What do you want, my lord?" The bald man also had no way at this time, he said hard. Show a smile more ugly than crying.


    "How? It''s nothing. I don''t like this competition of winning without fighting. You''d better come back and compete with me. Of course, it can''t be a duel of life and death." Meng Haoran still decided to give him a chance. Whether he could grasp it depends on his own.


    "Try again! No life and death duel?" The bald man, who thought he was doomed this time, was happy. It felt like he was dead and alive again. Since there was no life and death duel and whether there was a limited way to compete, he could still save his life. As for winning or losing, it was completely outside his consideration. There was no chance after commutation this time.


    Xiaojie looked at Meng Haoran and bald man with strange eyes. They wondered why they had just turned into a withered man and a bullied daughter-in-law, and Meng Haoran could win without fighting, but they didn''t promise.


    However, no matter what others think, things are still going on according to Meng Haoran''s meaning. The bald man trembled and walked back to the center of the challenge arena.


    "Since I put forward the competition plan last time, it''s your turn this time." The bald man looks like a bald man. Although it''s safe to put forward a competition plan, such as being handsome, it''s not dangerous, and it can also make the other party win easily. Maybe the other party will be in a good mood and let him die.


    But after a little thought, the bald man threw his idea to anger. His life is controlled by the other party. Once he reads about himself, he doesn''t know the other party''s preferences. The other party completely disagrees with the scheme he chooses. He doesn''t say many times at one stroke, but also wasted the opportunity to win favor. Now he directly gives the initiative to the other party, Maybe you can make a good impression.


    Meng Haoran looked at the bald man with a smile. Meng Haoran naturally understood this little 99, but it did make Meng Haoran feel very satisfied, knowledgeable and better about his senses.


    What should be compared? Although we have to guarantee to win, it''s too boring to crush with absolute strength, so Meng Haoran directly gave up on force, so the rest is only better than IQ. Yes, it''s better than IQ.


    Meng Haoran is still very optimistic about his IQ. Although he is not that kind of demon genius, he is still very confident compared with the guy opposite.


    Well, it was a pleasant decision. After thinking for a while, Meng Haoran said, "since I''m allowed to choose, we''ll be better than IQ."


    "Than IQ?" The bald man had a nervous expression. In this way, his life could be saved.


    "As long as it''s specific how to compare! Take turns to ask each other questions, and record one point if the answer is correct. Who gets three points first will win. Is that good?" Although it was asking, it revealed an indisputable tone.


    "OK, OK, just do as you say." The bald man dared not object. He thought in his heart that he must choose a simple problem and lose as soon as possible.


    Meng Haoran is thinking about what he wants to use to beat the other party. If he knows how the bald man''s idea makes him win fast, he doesn''t know whether to cry or laugh.


    "Then prepare for 3 minutes first! I''ll start in 3 minutes." Strong self-confidence made Meng Haoran give up answering questions first, which was a preferential treatment for him.


    Three minutes later,


    Meng Haoran opened the competition. "Listen, my first question is how many duck eggs are there in a dozen?"


    This question is a brain teaser, a trick Meng Haoran saw in his previous life,


    Bald men are stunned when they listen. This is too simple. In this world, there is a concept of a dozen eggs. A dozen corresponds to 12. Even three-year-old children know it.


    However, the bald man didn''t answer at the first time. No, he can''t win, but can only lose. In this way, he can''t give the correct answer. He can only change an answer. However, if he makes a mistake, his IQ is too low. Alas, no matter how low his IQ is, it''s low. It''s nothing compared with life.


    Meng Haoran looked at the baldheaded man''s hesitant expression. He was also a little nervous and stared at him tightly.


    "Have you thought about it? Hurry up" Meng Haoran couldn''t help getting impatient because he didn''t answer for a long time.


    The bald man was startled by Meng Haoran''s expression and hurriedly said, "well, well, the answer is no more." Hehe, this must be wrong. I just want to see Meng Haoran''s happy expression, but what I see is Meng Haoran''s ugly face.


    What''s going on? Fog at one end.


    "It seems that I underestimated you. You''re right. It''s your turn," Meng Haoran said gloomily.


    Meng Haoran''s words made everyone present dumbfounded,


    "Uncle, isn''t he wrong? There are 12 eggs in a dozen. Everyone knows that." Xiao Jie shouted, and the others nodded.


    "Yes! Are you mistaken?" The bald man was not happy to answer the question correctly. Instead, he was a little frightened and thought Meng Haoran would not let go of his rhythm.


    what? This time it''s Meng Haoran''s turn to wonder. Did he make a mistake? There is a concept of a dozen eggs in the past life, but why did he say it was gone?


    Seeing a bald man and the cold sweat on his forehead, Meng Haoran understood that he deliberately lost, but he mistakenly answered the correct answer in his eyes.


    Having figured this out, Meng Haoran was unable to laugh or cry, but his mood was much better.


    "Well, now that I''ve said you''re right, you''re right. Aren''t all the eggs broken in a dozen? It''s your mistake." As soon as Meng Haoran said this, everyone showed an expression of admiration. It could be understood that Meng Haoran''s figure was great in their hearts for a time.


    So, the bald man took the lead 1-0, and then came his question.


    The bald man looked at Meng Haoran carefully and said his question: "how much is 1 + 1?"


    What, so people looked at the bald man in amazement. It''s too simple, isn''t it 2? Water, red fruit water.


    The bald man is also a little proud. This time only one can answer it. There should be no accident.


    Who knows, Meng Haoran''s complexion is uncertain at this time. In his previous life, he came from the era of the information explosion. How can he not know the inverse sky of this question? The correct answer is 2, but in fact, anything can be said, because there is no provision that he must answer correctly.


    For a moment, Meng Haoran was silent.