A genius? I just love studying.

Isn't Chapter 101 quite daring?
June 29th, 8:30 AM.

In Rongcheng No. 2 Middle School, on the fifth floor of the administration building, there is a small, unused office next to the principal's office.

Originally, this place was used as a storage room, or to put it bluntly, it was a place specifically for the principal to store miscellaneous items.

It has already been cleaned up and now contains a solid wood desk, a chair, and a decent computer.

Now it belongs to Chen Hui!
Rongcheng No. 2 Middle School would naturally not allow Chen Hui to continue going to internet cafes to participate in the A-Sai finals.

Although it cannot compare to Deng Leyan's private study room at Tiewu Middle School, this is already the best condition that Rongcheng No. 2 Middle School can provide.

There were quite a few people sitting in the room at this time.

Principal Wu Huachun, Vice Principals Zhao Defeng and Gan Yunqiang, Competition Coaches An Chengzhang and Zhang Anguo...

Today is the start of the Azerbaijan final.

The finals in Asahi were also held online, but the entire process was monitored. Participants were required to turn on their computer's webcam and microphone. Any cheating would result in a zero score and a five-year ban.

The final round starts at 9:00 AM, and you can choose to answer questions for 8 consecutive hours over two days.

Chen Hui chose the algebra and number theory track.

With half an hour to go before the exam started, Zhang Anguo paced back and forth in his room, his lips chapped and blistered. He would sit on the sofa for a while, then get up and walk around a bit. Although he tried his best to keep quiet, he could no longer control his anxiety and tension.

Chen Hui's exam results will determine whether he can save enough money to treat his daughter's illness, and he has been preparing for this for nearly three months.

Winning a silver medal would be a great help.

If you care too much, it's hard to be generous!
Although An Chengzhang was sitting on the sofa, the occasional wiggling of his butt betrayed him. He also wanted to see how far this genius boy he had discovered could go in the end, whether he could win an award of excellence or have a chance to win a bronze medal.
"Have the chefs for the cafeteria been arranged yet?"

"Prepare the food before mealtime, making sure it's hot, and bring it over when Chen Hui wants to eat."

Zhao Defeng went out of the room and made a phone call in the corridor. Gan Yunqiang followed him out to see if there was anything he could do to help.

Zhao Defeng and Gan Yunqiang, seasoned veterans in administration, were even more nervous than Zhang Anguo at this moment, constantly making various phone calls, afraid of overlooking anything.

If Chen Hui can achieve good results in the finals of the A-Sai competition, not to mention a gold or silver medal, even a bronze medal would have a huge impact on the reputation of Rongcheng No. 2 Middle School!
Not only will it affect reputation, but the Ministry of Education will also certainly allocate a certain amount of resources to it.

Of course, even if he only received an award for excellence, there are still many benefits. After all, Chen Hui is only in his first year of high school, and they can understand that.

The two of them are now the actual power holders of Rongcheng No. 2 Middle School, and of course, they are also the ultimate beneficiaries. It is not only beneficial to Rongcheng No. 2 Middle School, but also greatly beneficial to their future careers.

On the contrary, Principal Wu Huachun was sitting quietly on the sofa, leisurely sipping his tea.

Chen Hui was already very satisfied with his eighth-place finish in the preliminary round. Although there is still a lot of controversy online, time will tell.

Once Chen Hui rises to prominence, his past will be brought up again, and Rongcheng No. 2 Middle School will inevitably become a key point of contention.

Young people today are always eager for quick success and instant benefits, but he believes in the power of time.

Let the bullets fly for a while!
He also knew that the preliminary and final rounds of the Asai competition were completely different. The preliminary round was like a threshold, filtering out those who lacked mathematical literacy.

The final round assesses the depth of the participants' research in a particular area.

So back then, Wei Shen scored 84 points in the preliminary round, but still won the gold medal in the final.

Depth is clearly what Chen Hui lacks; it's hard to expect a sixteen-year-old high school student to have a sufficiently deep grasp of a particular area of ​​mathematics.

Therefore, he did not expect Chen Hui to shine in the finals, as that would be unfair to Chen Hui.

At the desk,

Chen Hui seemed to be surrounded by an invisible barrier, isolating the tense atmosphere in the office from the outside.

The keyboard was pushed down to the bottom of the screen, and in front of Chen Hui was "Monogroups, Actions and Categories," co-authored by Gilp and Noel. The two were relatively unknown in the mathematics world, but this textbook was quite solid and was an excellent introductory resource for students who wanted to learn the basics.

Zhang Anguo raised his wrist to check the time—8:58.

"Only two minutes left before the exam!"

Seeing that Chen Hui was still reading, he felt a little anxious for Chen Hui.

Hurry up and prepare for your exam!
Perhaps hearing Zhang Anguo's call, Chen Hui closed his textbook. He had just finished reading about monoid actions on sets, specifically morphisms and functors. He turned on his computer, went to the competition's official website, and arrived at the exam waiting page. Half an hour earlier, he had already adjusted his microphone and camera, completing his preparations.

There are 1 minute and 13 seconds left before the exam starts.

With a thought, he brought up the proficiency panel.
[Host: Chen Hui
Chinese Level 2 (2%)

Mathematics Level 2 (53%)

English Level 2 (0%)

Physics Level 2 (0%)

Chemistry Level 2 (0%)

Biology Level 2 (0%)

Physical Education Level 2 (1%)

Geography Level 2 (0%)

History Level 2 (0%)

Politics Level 2 (0%)

Compared to 20 days ago, my math proficiency has improved by 9%, which is a very good rate of improvement, roughly 3% per week.

At this rate, it will take another four months to reach level 3.

Level 3 should be equivalent to a graduate student's level, right?
Chen Hui thought of the graduate student from the Department of Mathematics at Rongcheng University with whom he had discussed his thesis.

After the finals of the Asai tournament, he will also need to study how to write his paper. By then, his speed, which has already reached level 3, should be able to be improved even further.

My Chinese proficiency also improved by 1%, which was a pleasant surprise.

This seems reasonable, after all, math textbooks are in Chinese, and learning math is also learning language.

Through his tireless efforts and consistent training, his athletic proficiency improved by 1%.

After glancing at the panel, Chen Hui looked at the computer screen again. Just then, the countdown ended, and he clicked to start the exam!

……

In Lin'an, at the headquarters of Barbary, in a large conference room, there were individual cubicles. Deng Leyan sat in the middle, staring intently at the screen in front of him.

He accepted Barbaria's invitation to come to headquarters to answer questions.

There were quite a few other people who accepted the invitation, just like him, and they are all in this large conference room now.

However, the person who convinced him to accept the invitation did not come.

But that's not important; what's important is the upcoming exam!

He's not so easily defeated. Eighth place in the preliminaries doesn't mean anything; everyone has their own expertise. He'll definitely be no weaker than anyone else in the finals.

He had seen the online comments these past few days. He didn't believe Chen Hui would cheat, but with unlimited quizzes, inflated scores were inevitable.

He didn't know Chen Hui's situation, but he knew that he had written it stroke by stroke, and he was confident in his abilities.

The final exam is not an unlimited question-and-answer session; it is a closed-book exam with strict monitoring, and no one can cheat.

For this final, he chose the combination and probability track.

The coach set a goal for him that he could win an excellent award, but his goal was not just an excellent award, he had to win at least a bronze award.

His goal is the silver medal!

Isn’t that bold?

Deng Leyan smiled confidently, clicked "Start Exam," selected a track, and began answering questions.

(End of this chapter)