Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 150

Cordelia gazed at the stream of comments scrolling across her screen, her expression cool and detached. “Let’s have a question then,” she said with a hint of challenge.

Sure enough, a question popped up, sent into the chat.

“Color regions A, B, C, and D using five different colors. Each region must have a unique color, and no adjacent regions can share the same color. How many ways can this be done? Note, ABCD represents the four regions of a grid.”

As soon as Cordelia finished reading the question, she declared,” “260 ways.”

Seeing it, everyone was shocked, and some accused her of staging a setup with planted questions.

Cordelia frowned slightly, “If you think these are plants, then you come up with a question.”

The audience got excited:

“Fine, just give me a second to crack open my textbook.”

“Damn, I can’t stand that smugness. I’ve got to knock her down a peg. Let me find a hard one.”

And so the chat was inundated with all sorts of questions, growing more complex by the minute. Cordelia’s responses became faster and faster, almost instantaneously after each question appeared. The stream was electric with excitement.

But the chat had its limits, and some of the more complex problems couldn’t be fully presented there. Someone suggested,

“Can we take a photo of the problem and post it in the comments under your first tweet on WhiteLight, and then you solve it there?”

Cordelia replied, “Sure, but I’m pressed for time, so I’ll only do the first hundred questions.”

The crowd was stunned. A hundred questions? That would take them hours.

Cordelia opened the comment section, and sure enough, there were photos of problems waiting for her.

The chat was suitable only for simpler textual problems, but with the photos, the questions escalated to challenging calculations.

Cordelia glanced at the first problem, a geometry question, and said leisurely, “This problem requires an auxiliary line.”

She picked up a pen, pulled out a sheet of paper, and quickly sketched the problem from her phone, drawing the necessary auxiliary lines before reciting the solution, “Since AC is parallel to BD, therefore…

After explaining one problem after another, the stream’s popularity soared.

WhiteLight’s follower count on social media skyrocketed from forty thousand to a million in no time, and it was still climbing.

“OMG. Respect!”

“My mom came home and saw me watching the stream. For the first time, I proudly showed her my phone, saying I was observing a genius at work. Now she’s watching with me. I feel so proud.”

“Our teacher told us to come watch what a real genius looks like.”

Amidst the buzz of comments, the staff at StreamRapid finally took notice.

Initially, WhiteLight, just a small–time streamer, had been targeted by a more prominent broadcaster, leading to a flood of reports and a ban by the platform.

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