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In the blink of an eye, many people were shocked as they looked at Wang Zhe.

Just moments ago, in the eyes of many, Wang Zhe was nothing but a wastrel living off the fact his father was a major director, but the moment Wang Zhe easily recited the first hundred digits of pi, their views of him changed completely.

Impressive, truly impressive!

Among those present, quite a few were seasoned actors, some of whom considered their own memorization skills to be nearly impeccable, but at this moment, they paled in comparison to Wang Zhe.

"4525871..."

Amidst the shocked gazes, Wang Zhe continued to recite with a mastery that seemed to come naturally to him, as if it were an innate talent.

"He's reached a hundred and fifty digits, a hundred and fifty digits!" someone exclaimed in horror.

Wei Ziyi's pretty face was filled with disbelief, "Is he really able to recite a hundred and fifty digits of pi without a single error, all in one go? That's impossible, right?"

In Wei Ziyi's mind, Wang Zhe was the archetype of a playboy. How could he possibly have such an impressive ability to memorize lines?

To accurately and flawlessly recite a hundred and fifty digits of pi in one breath was a level of memorization skill that even the veteran actors in the film industry would find difficult to match!

"Amazing! Young Master Wang is truly amazing!" many people praised.

With the compliments of the crowd, Wang Zhe's vanity was immensely satisfied.

Little did they know, Wang Zhe had long memorized the first two hundred digits of pi. The reason he dared to challenge Ye Fan was because he had prepared his recitation in advance, putting him in an invincible position.

From a young age, Wang Zhe's father, Wang Xin, taught him that to be truly impressive, one must demonstrate a unique talent, and so Wang Zhe started to memorize the first two hundred digits of pi.

Because of his father's connections, he had acted in quite a few films, but they were all poorly received, and wherever he went because of these flops, he would be looked down upon.

When looked down upon, Wang Zhe would blame the directors or the post-production for not being up to par, asserting it had nothing to do with him, and then he would brag about his own acting skills and line recitation ability. It was often at that moment that people would question Wang Zhe, who would then seize the opportunity to recite the first two hundred digits of pi.
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Reciting the first two hundred digits of pi without pausing always served to shock and impress.

This trick had never failed Wang Zhe, and today he intended to use it again to show off in Central Plains Film and Television City.

"2155621..."

Under the watchful eyes of all, Wang Zhe kept reciting.

"He's up to a hundred and eighty digits now! A hundred and eighty digits!"

"One ninety now, and no mistakes at one ninety!"

"Two hundred, Young Master Wang has recited the first two hundred digits perfectly, not a single error! My goodness, his line memorization is just too impressive!"

When Wang Zhe recited all two hundred digits of pi in one breath, Central Plains Film and Television City erupted in excitement, and countless people looked at him with renewed respect.

At this moment, Wang Zhe was no longer the spoiled scion in their hearts, but a superstar with a mighty skill for memorizing lines.

"It's nothing, all in a day's work!" Wang Zhe said with feigned modesty after he finished reciting.

Director Liu Ce was visibly exhilarated, "As expected of Director Wang Xin's son, Young Master Wang, you truly are incredible. Your talent for line memorization is surely innate. I must admit, my impression of you wasn't all that good before, but today, seeing your skill, I'm thoroughly impressed!"

"Absolutely astonishing!"

In no time at all, countless people were giving Wang Zhe thumbs up.

"You're all too kind!" Wang Zhe thanked them with a bow.

Wei Ziyi's eyes were empty as she stared at Wang Zhe like he was a monster; his ability to recite two hundred digits of pi had completely overturned her understanding of him.

"Is this... is this a mistake? Is this the Wang Zhe I know?" Wei Ziyi muttered to herself.

Wang Zhe looked at Wei Ziyi with a teasing smile, "Ziyi sister, as the saying goes, 'One should recognize a new talent after a period of absence.' You can't only look at my faults; I do have many strengths after all!"

"Impossible! This can't be! You must have cheated; you definitely cheated!" Wei Ziyi insisted resolutely.

"Cheated?"

Wang Zhe replied with a sly smile, "Ziyi, aren't you deliberately slandering me? There are so many witnesses here, how could I possibly cheat?"

"Yes, Ziyi, everyone is watching!" Director Liu Ce said.

"Indeed!"

A group of people on set nodded in agreement; none of them questioned if there was anything wrong with Wang Zhe's recitation.

Then, with a mocking smile on his face, Wang Zhe turned to Ye Fan and said, "Kid, I've finished reciting. How ready are you? If you're scared, just admit defeat and surrender now!"

"Want me to admit defeat and surrender? Sorry, you're not worthy!" Ye Fan scoffed.

"I'm not worthy?"

Wang Zhe said sarcastically, "I think you're just struggling in vain. If you can't recite it later, be careful not to laugh everyone's teeth out, hahahaha!"

Staring at Ye Fan, contempt filled Wang Zhe's eyes; he simply couldn't believe Ye Fan could recite the first two hundred digits of pi in just one minute.

"Young man, I think this role should go to Young Master Wang, just based on his mastery of the lines alone, which is something an ordinary person can't match!" Director Liu Ce remarked.

Ye Fan smiled and replied, "Director Liu, how can you know I won't make it if I don't try?"

"Director Liu, since he wants to humiliate himself, give him the chance!" Wang Zhe said contemptuously.

"Right, give him a chance! This kid still has the nerve to talk tough; he'll know soon enough what it feels like to shoot himself in the foot!"

"The real show starts now. I can't believe this kid could recite the first two hundred digits of pi. Anyone want to bet? I'll stake a pack of spicy strips!"

"Just one pack of spicy strips? How stingy! I bet ten packs; I bet this kid is bound to lose!"

Upon hearing these words, many people in the crowd rolled their eyes. For them, the contest was over the moment Wang Zhe effortlessly recited the first two hundred digits of pi.

Without a doubt, Wang Zhe would be the biggest winner; and Ye Fan, in the presence of Wang Zhe, was bound to be nothing.

Eager for Ye Fan to embarrass himself, Wang Zhe urged, "Kid, are you going to do it or not? Hurry up, don't waste everyone's time!"

"Exactly, don't delay everyone's time. We still have to film later!" someone in the crowd urged.

"Fine then! Please listen carefully, I'll recite it only once!"

Under the gaze of the crowd, Ye Fan cleared his throat and began slowly, "The first two hundred digits of pi are 5152854..."

At this moment, many were already comparing Ye Fan's recited numbers with their phones to spot any mistakes.

However, no sooner had Ye Fan begun than everyone was stunned; they realized that what Ye Fan was reciting was completely off.

"Brother Ye Fan, did you recite it wrong?" Wei Ziyi asked in shock.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha..."

Upon hearing Ye Fan's digits, Wang Zhe couldn't stop laughing and looked at Ye Fan with disdain, "Wrong! Kid, you recited it wrong! Everyone who's been to primary school knows the first few digits of pi are 3.1415926. Take a good look at what you're reciting!"

"And to think you had the audacity to claim you could memorize the first two hundred digits of pi within a minute. You're a real laugh!"

As he spoke, Wang Zhe's disdainful gaze intensified, as if Ye Fan was a crude novice unfit for the stage, and his attempt to recite the digits was purely comical.

"51576..."

Ridiculed by Wang Zhe, Ye Fan didn't stop his recitation. Digits continued to flow one after the other from his mouth, and his smile grew even wider, making it more puzzling for those watching.

"Laughing? You recite everything wrong and you still have the face to laugh? Kid, just concede defeat now and save yourself from further embarrassment!" Wang Zhe mocked mercilessly.

"Brother Ye Fan!"

As Wei Ziyi watched Ye Fan, her heart raced up to her throat.

She really didn't understand why Ye Fan would recite it wrong. In her memory, Ye Fan was always capable of anything. How could he possibly get the digits of pi wrong?

However, Wei Ziyi noticed the mocking expression on Ye Fan's face, which stopped her sensual body in its tracks.

Thump!

Suddenly, a bold idea formed in Wei Ziyi's mind, and she immediately checked her phone to confirm.