We humans are so awesome.

Chapter 40 Differential Geometry

Of course, if Don Juan really did this, once the news got out, it would certainly arouse the disgust of adult minors and his reputation would plummet.

But for game companies, word of mouth is just an asset. Since it is an asset, it can be weighed on the scales and choices can be made.

If Kate were in Don Juan's position, she would not have communicated with her opponent and would have quietly pushed this matter forward.

He no longer cared about his dignity and snatched the portable magic power storage mobile terminal from his assistant's hand, and his attitude became humble.

"Mr. Don Juan, please don't be impulsive. Let's talk nicely. We can talk about anything. There is nothing that cannot be discussed..."

Ordinary players have no way of knowing the outcome of the negotiations. They are just pleasantly surprised to find that the winter activity content of various games this year is surprisingly rich. Functions that have been mentioned countless times before but have never been heard of are now all generously pushed out.

Among them, "Original Demon: Becoming a Human Tomorrow", as the industry leader, stands out. It not only provides a large number of development and card drawing resources, but also releases unexpected new characters: Folga o Isotope o Cub.

When the player found Folga Benmo who was participating in the platform variety show, he saw a pretty girl. She stood there, silent, just smiling, that smile seemed to have magic, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves. Suddenly, the player realized that his wallet was doomed this time.

As for the once-famous Folga, his reputation has gradually faded in people's minds.

This was exactly Folga's purpose. He wanted to excrete little by little what he had eaten.

During this period of time, Folga has been wearing women's clothes and has been participating in variety shows organized by various live broadcast platforms to wash away the stains on himself, and the effect is really significant.

He was even prepared to suggest to the Freemasons that they host a variety show of their own.

But after listening to Folga's proposal, Sylvia covered her mouth and showed an expression that was both angry and amused.

"Mr. Don Juan is planning to do just that." Sylvia pointed at the large-screen magic display terminal hanging on the wall. Don Juan's blank expression appeared in the center of the screen at this moment. "You've heard about it, too. He just participated in the Race Walking, Buddy."

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Don Juan had never thought that one day he would receive an invitation from a variety show.

But if you think about it carefully, it's not that abrupt. There are two main types of people who appear on variety shows: those who need to use variety shows to boost their own popularity, and those who need variety shows to use them to boost their own popularity.

Don Juan is undoubtedly the latter. He is not only the representative of the devil on earth, but also the leader of publishers and the boss of a well-known mobile game company.

At first, he was proud of his status and refused to participate, but he finally succumbed to the persuasion of his female assistant.

"Sir, your current popularity is mainly concentrated in the teenage male group, and the audience of "Let's Race, Brother" is much wider. For your future development, I think you can participate."

So Don Juan left the work at hand to Sylvia and set off for the variety show shooting location.

It was only when he arrived at his destination that he realized something was wrong.

There are nine people participating in this episode, and except Don Juan, all of them are idol bards. They often gather together to whisper, and occasionally cast cold and creepy eyes at Don Juan, as if there is some deep hatred between them.

"what happened?"

"Because there is indeed a lot of resentment between you two!"

Don Juan's mumbling was unexpectedly responded to. He tilted his head and found that there was a beautiful woman beside him. He vaguely remembered that this woman was the special female guest of this episode. Her name was Dolores, and her reputation on the magic network did not seem to be very good.

Dolores' explanation made Don Juan even more confused.

"But I had never seen them before today."

"That's true, but you are the representative of lightning aura, isn't that enough?"

Don Juan was speechless. It was indeed enough. The nine bards in front of him were all frequent visitors to the Lightning Breath Ghost Animal Area or the Film and Television Area. They had always been mocked unilaterally, but had no chance to retaliate in kind. It would be strange if they would welcome a guy with the "Lightning Breath" label!

Why did the program team arrange it like this? It’s so unreasonable!

The thought flashed through his mind, and before Don Juan had time to think deeply, the staff hurriedly ran to him.

"Teacher Don Juan, are you ready? It will be your turn soon."

The segment Don Juan participated in was [I am a test-taker].

Nowadays, the competition among bards is also very fierce, especially for idols. Not everyone can be an idol, you must have a skill, if you can't sing, you can dance; if you can't dance, you can play basketball; if you can't do anything, you can only create a persona of a top student.

This is the role of the [I am a test-taker] section.

Don Juan is quite confident in himself. In his previous life, he had always been dealing with numbers. In order to buy a house, he also worked part-time as a high school mathematics tutor. Such occasions are the perfect time for him to show his talents.

At this time, the bard on the stage was sitting upright, and Dolores was reading the content of the topic.

"Please listen to the question: A group of skeleton soldiers went to participate in a bloody battle. They walked from the cemetery at a speed of 4 kilometers per hour. After walking for half an hour, the necromancer found that his product was not carrying any weapons. He chased after them at a speed of 14 kilometers per hour. How long will it take for the necromancer to catch up with the skeleton soldiers?"

Although it was just the most basic linear equation, the bard was obviously stumped. He took a pen and paper, scratched his head, wrote and drew, and spent half a day. Finally, with Dolores' reminder, he wrote down the correct answer "0.2".

Sure enough, the top scholar among bards is still just a bard.

"That's right. Next, let's welcome our special guest, the devil Don Juan from hell!"

In response to Dolores' call, Don Juan confidently stepped to the front, not forgetting to emphasize again: "Now I am Don Juan on earth."

"Okay, please listen to the question, Don Juan of the human world."

Dolores took the small note handed to her by the staff, checked it over and over again, and then looked at Don Juan with pity.

"The question is: Consider a single-leaf hyperboloid S: X?-Y?+Z?=1. Suppose two straight generatrixes in the same family of straight generatrixes on S pass through the points M1 (1, 1, 1) and M2 (2, 2, 1) respectively. Find the equation of the common perpendicular line of these two straight generatrixes and the distance between them."

Don Juan broke out in a cold sweat.

Sure enough there is a problem.

Chapter 41 Debauchery and Genius

With solid basic skills, Don Juan could tell at a glance that this question was very difficult. It required knowledge related to calculus, including but not limited to linear equations, matrices, and so on.

This is the problem, why are others' math homework exercises for junior high school, while his are college competition test questions?

Don Juan knew without thinking that it must be the group of bards who bribed the program team to do this. They had made up their minds from the beginning to make themselves look bad here in order to avenge being ridiculed by other publishers.

What a disaster!

Don Juan sighed in his heart, but did not give up. Instead, he picked up a pen and paper and started calculating.

He knew that people valued knowledge, which was why bards were keen on creating a reputation as a top scholar. Similarly, if he couldn't calculate the correct result, then after the show was broadcast, his reputation as an unlearned person would spread everywhere in the world.

"It seems that our Mr. Devil is not good at math!" A guest walked up to Don Juan and mocked him loudly.

Others also began to echo: "This can't be blamed on Mr. Don Juan. It is said that he has not yet received a complete high school education!"

"That makes sense. Come on, let's all cheer for Mr. Don Juan!"

“Come on! Come on! Come on…”

Don Juan now just wanted to set a fire and burn these guys who were deliberately causing trouble to death.

"Five minutes left, four minutes, three minutes left..."

Time slipped away minute by minute. As Dolores counted down the seconds, Don Juan wrote quickly and racked his brains to write out equations and calculation processes on sheets of white paper. Finally, at the critical moment when everyone counted down ten seconds in unison, he got the result.

"0.4588! It's 0.4588!"

Dolores glanced at the note: "...The answer is correct!"

Don Juan wiped the sweat from his forehead and relaxed. He had finally saved his reputation.

"You're wasting your time." After the show was recorded, Dolores pulled Don Juan into her room. "After the show is officially aired, you'll still be an unlearned Don Juan!"

"You mean, editing?" Don Juan quickly understood.

The program team controls the rhythm and effect of the entire variety show, and they can get whatever results they want.

They could have had Dolores finish reading the linear equation, and then the next scene would be Don Juan, who was sweating profusely. For such a simple problem, he calculated until the last minute and got a wrong answer.

0.4588.

The correct answer is 0.2.

If he had thought of this earlier, Don Juan would have walked away the moment he saw the question.

"Are you angry?" Dolores asked considerately.

"well enough."

Don Juan has a good character of being willing to accept defeat. Since he was not thoughtful at the beginning, he cannot blame others if something goes wrong. He can just take revenge afterwards.

Just as he was about to say goodbye to the kind Dolores, his hand was tightly grasped. Don Juan turned around in surprise and saw Dolores slowly unbuttoning her collar with her other hand.

"Don't hide it. I know you are very angry. I am also responsible for this matter. If you want to vent your anger, vent it on me!"

"...Ah?" Don Juan was a little caught off guard by the sudden change in events. "We've only known each other for a few hours."

"Then let's take a closer look." Dolores skillfully unbuttoned her coat quickly, revealing her beautiful figure.

Although I haven't fully figured out the situation yet, wouldn't it be impolite to leave now?

After all, the other party has been helping me.

Don Juan was considering whether to make a small sacrifice when the door was suddenly pushed open roughly and a burly figure squeezed in.

He is a male demon, wearing the uniform of the program crew, with an honest smile on his dark face.

Don Juan vaguely remembered that he should be an informal employee who delivered lunch boxes to the program crew.

"Ha, you're here, I thought you couldn't understand... Well, Mr. Don Juan, I won't see you off."

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As soon as Don Juan, who was full of anger, returned home, Sylvia came to the door.

She had learned about Don Juan's experience from other channels, so she looked very guilty and her eyes became red.

"It's all my fault, sir. I didn't think it through and made such a big mistake!"

No one could have expected this to happen, so Don Juan did not blame the female assistant, but he could not allow her to do whatever she wanted.

"What should we do next?"

"First, we should clarify the facts." Sylvia tried her best to keep her voice as steady as before. "Mr. Don Juan, as long as the school is willing to testify and can provide favorable evidence, it will naturally prove your excellence and their slanderous behavior."

Thinking of the principal's flattering smile, Don Juan was confident: "This is not a difficult task. Then, how to take revenge on those minstrels?"

“…I’m still considering it.”

Sylvia had no idea for the time being. Litigation was the only solution she could think of, but variety show crews were never afraid of lawsuits. The more lawsuits there were, the more traffic there would be. If a lawsuit was really filed, it might make them even more proud.