With only 2 minutes left in the countdown to the challenge,
the man sitting on the sofa suddenly broke into a grin, "Wrong by 13 digits—I knew my judgment wouldn't fail me. Memorizing thousands of digits in one go, errors are bound to happen."
Seeing her husband suddenly speak up, the woman let out a sigh of relief but still spoke anxiously, "So that was why you insisted on listening to Chen Yi recite while checking it against the pi document online?"
"That's right."
The man nodded, glanced at the last remaining two minutes of the countdown, then slowly closed his eyes as he leaned back on the sofa, picking up a grape from his wife's lap and popping it into his mouth, murmuring tiredly.
"I could've just searched for those seven sections of pi and memorized them, but... as I said, I couldn't be sure whether Chen Yi would make a mistake during his recitation."