881: Chapter 876 You can't beat me!

The large screen flickered, displaying a complex spatial geometry problem in front of Youyou.

The problem required calculating the volume of an irregularly shaped polyhedron after cutting it.

This type of problem usually appears in the finals of high school math competitions.

Tang Tang looked at the "23 + 15 - 8" in front of her and proudly picked up her pen.

She had long memorized the answer, which was 3.

"Begin!"

The Host gave the command.

Tang Tang immediately wrote "3" on her answer board.

She proudly held up the board, waiting for applause from the entire audience.

However, there was no applause.

All eyes were focused on the other side.

Shen An hadn't even picked up his pen.

He just glanced at the system of equations and uttered three numbers.

"X equals 2.45, Y equals -0.12, Z equals 18.99."

After speaking, he yawned again, seemingly uninterested in the verification that was about to follow.

Meanwhile, Youyou was rapidly drawing auxiliary lines on the whiteboard with her pen.

The little girl's brow was tightly furrowed, murmuring to herself.

"Draw a perpendicular line here, the cutting surface is a trapezoid..."

Five seconds later.

Youyou tossed her pen aside.

"The volume is 145.6 cubic centimeters!"

The on-site mathematics consultant—a university lecturer invited by the program team to add credibility—was frantically pressing buttons on his calculator.

His forehead was covered in sweat, and his hands were trembling.

"Correct... Correct."

The lecturer's voice came through the microphone, carrying a weak tone of existential doubt.

"Both... both are correct."

With a bang.

The scene exploded.

This wasn't an entertainment show; it was a moment to witness a miracle.

A three-and-a-half-year-old solving a system of equations, and a ten-year-old instantly conquering solid geometry.

Were these still human children?

In comparison, Tang Tang, holding up the "3," looked like a joke that hadn't been weaned yet.

Tang Tang's smile froze.

She had been pampered since childhood and had never suffered such neglect.

She looked at the Shen siblings, who were stealing the spotlight, and jealousy was practically overflowing from her eyes.

"They cheated!"

Tang Tang suddenly shrieked and violently threw the answer board onto the floor.

"That's not how they calculated it! Someone must have passed them the answers!"

Children's words are often unfiltered, but what she said was vicious and grating.

Li Hua wanted to stop her but it was too late.

Tang Tang pointed at Shen An, her expression horribly twisted.

"My mom said you are country bumpkins who only came here to leech off the popularity!"

"Even I can't solve those problems, how could you possibly know them!"

"You definitely stole the questions! I'm calling the police to arrest you!"

The entire audience gasped in shock.

Was this the legendary "Nation's Beloved Daughter"?

Her demeanor and upbringing were utterly shocking.

Shen Yan looked at the hysterical little girl without any change in his expression.

He picked up the phone resting on the coffee table.

"Cheating?"

Shen Yan countered, his tone indifferent.

"Since we are talking about cheating, let's see who is actually cheating."

He tapped the screen lightly with his finger.

The next second, the huge LED screen behind the studio suddenly went black.

Immediately following that, a WeChat chat history appeared on the screen.

The font was magnified countless times, clearly presented before everyone.

The sender's contact name was conspicuously listed as: [Li Hua].

The recipient's contact name was: [Director].

[Li Hua: Have you changed the question bank? Give the most difficult set of obscure words to that Shen family boy.]

[Director: Don't worry, Sister Hua, it's arranged.] [I also sent the questions for Tang Tang to your email, have her memorize them.]

[Li Hua: Remember to adjust that teleprompter so the camera doesn't catch Tang Tang looking at the script.]

[Director: No problem. This time, I guarantee that the one surnamed Shen will be utterly disgraced.]

The chat records scrolled one after another, the time being just half an hour before recording began.

There was even a transfer record—a conspicuous five hundred thousand for "hard work fees."

The entire studio fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared blankly at the large screen.

Was this... hacked?

Li Hua's face instantly turned as white as paper.

She rushed toward the control booth like a madwoman.

"Turn it off! Turn it off quickly!"

"Who let you play this! Are you all crazy!"

The director held both hands above his head, looking utterly innocent.

"Sister Hua, it's not us! The control system malfunctioned, we can't cut it off at all!"

Shen Yan remained seated on the sofa, even taking the time to sip a sponsored drink provided by the production team.

As a former top software Engineer, coupled with the advanced hacking tools provided by the system, controlling the screen of a studio was easier for him than drinking water.

"Is this the so-called 'Super Baby'?"

Shen Yan's voice rang out coldly.

"Elevating oneself by suppressing others, creating a prodigy through cheating."

He stood up and walked to the center of the stage, shielding the two children behind him.

"My children do not need to cheat, because their talent is something that your money-stacked fake can never understand."

This sentence landed like a resounding slap, fiercely striking Li Hua across the face.

Li Hua collapsed onto the floor. She knew it was over.

Completely over.

The live broadcast was still continuing, and millions of online viewers witnessed this farce.

The trending topics had already exploded.

Tags like #TangTangMomCheats#, #ShenFamilyProdigiesAreGenuine#, and #Nation'sBelovedDaughterFallsFromGrace# instantly surged to the top.

Tang Tang on stage looked at the chat history on the big screen. Although she didn't understand much, she knew this was something detrimental to her.

"That's fake! You photoshopped it to frame me!"

Tang Tang cried out and rushed toward Shen An, raising her hand as if to push him.

"It's all your fault! Why don't you just die!"

In that moment, she no longer looked like an angel; she was clearly a spoiled little devil.

Just as her hand was about to touch Shen An, Shen Yan moved.

He didn't strike the child, but merely shifted slightly to the side, blocking Tang Tang.

Tang Tang lunged into empty air, slipped on her own feet, and fell into a humiliating dog-eat-shit posture.

"Waaaa—!"

A shrill cry echoed throughout the studio.

But there was no grievance in that cry, only shame turning into rage.

"Mom! Hit him quickly! Didn't you say you were rich! Didn't you say this show was owned by our family!"

Tang Tang lay on the ground, throwing a tantrum, crying while spilling all of Li Hua's secrets.

"You said as long as I give the Director Uncle money, the championship would be mine!"

"You also said that Shen An was just an idiot, and there was nothing to be afraid of!"

Every word was like a knife, piercing Li Hua's already riddled image.

The audience below could no longer hold back.

Someone started throwing mineral water bottles onto the stage.

"Get off! Liar!"

"Give us a refund! What a trash show!"

"So vicious, even calculating against children!"

Li Hua, escorted by security guards, awkwardly picked up her still-throwing-a-fit daughter and fled backstage like a rat crossing the street.

As she passed by Shen Yan, she turned back fiercely.

"Shen Yan! You just wait! My backing is a shareholder of the Shenlan Group, you can't win against me!"