The all-round academic master's girlfriend

Meanwhile, at Lining University, on the third floor of Building 7, in a spacious lecture hall, a course on advanced mathematics was proceeding as scheduled.

On the podium, the elderly professor was using chalk to derive the Lagrange Mean Value Theorem on the blackboard.

Below the stage, most students were either listening attentively or taking notes.

After all, final exam week is approaching, and advanced mathematics is not only the most difficult course in their first semester of freshman year, but also the course with the strictest invigilation and the most troublesome make-up exam.

Even with classes starting at 8 a.m. and the experienced teacher's hypnotic lectures, everyone still had to fight desperately against sleepiness.

However, an unusual commotion quietly spread through the classroom.

At first, the student sitting by the window seemed to be attracted by something outside the window and couldn't help but look at it frequently.

Then, whispers began to rise like mosquitoes, breaking the silence of the classroom.

More and more people followed their gaze and looked out the window, their faces showing surprise and curiosity.

"Hey, look outside! There are so many people dressed in black!"

"They're SWAT officers! Holy crap, they're armed!"

"What happened? What's going on at school?"

"Look over there on the street, isn't it blocked off? There are police cars lined up all over the place!"

"Class, quiet down! Focus! What's so interesting outside the window? Is there anything more captivating than Lagrange?"

The murmurs grew louder, and the old professor on the podium also noticed something amiss.

But this joke, intended to ease the tension, didn't do much good.

Luo Mingcheng, who was sitting in the back row of the classroom, almost leaned half of his body out of the window.

"Old Tang! Look! There are SWAT officers everywhere outside! They're armed with real guns! There are even several armored vehicles here!"

"I've only ever seen this kind of spectacle in movies!"

"Do you think our school has some internationally wanted criminal infiltrated? Or is it a counter-terrorism drill? That's so exciting!"

His eyes widened, his face filled with unbelievable excitement. He nudged Tang Yuze in the seat next to him with his elbow, lowering his voice but unable to hide his excitement.

He turned around and saw that Tang Yuze's reaction was completely different from his own, and even from everyone else in the classroom.

Tang Yuze did not look out the window; he did not even show the slightest curiosity or surprise.

He remained seated calmly, his gaze fixed on the open advanced mathematics textbook, but his focus did not linger on the calculus symbols.

His fingers unconsciously traced the edges of the pages, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile seemed to emanate from the corners of his mouth.

It wasn't a smile, but rather a calm acceptance, a patient observation of what was to come.

It was as if the somber scene outside the window, enough to make all the students restless, was something he had already anticipated.

Indeed, this was the case. From the moment Huang Yu gave the order last night, Tang Yuze already knew about the research institute's actions.

"Old Tang? Why aren't you reacting at all?"

Luo Mingcheng was puzzled by his calmness.

"There are special police outside, making such a big fuss, aren't you curious what they're here for?"

Tang Yuze slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the faintly visible black figure and police tape outside the window. His eyes were as deep as an ancient well, without a ripple.

"Curious? There's nothing to be curious about."

He was calm. Tang Yuze knew clearly that the paper he had submitted to uiosng would inevitably cause a huge uproar.

"Finally, someone who knows what they're doing has seen it."

However, Tang Yuze still had a little bit of anticipation.

He had absolute confidence in the value of his paper.

It is not merely a summary of existing knowledge, but also a new foundation quietly laid next to the existing edifice of biology, pointing to a completely different path that may be closer to the end.

He knew that any researcher who was truly in-depth in the field and had sufficient insight would not be able to remain unmoved after seeing that paper.

Moreover, only the world's leading research institutions can truly appreciate the value of his paper.

However, Tang Yuze was still a little surprised, not expecting that he would attract such a large-scale national force this time.

This only made him more certain that the direction he had chosen might be of even greater strategic importance than he had anticipated.

Just as the commotion in the classroom was about to get out of control and the old professor was about to lose his temper again...

"Dimples and long eyelashes..."

The sound of a cell phone vibrating was particularly clear in the relatively quiet classroom.

Tang Yuze answered the phone immediately, without waiting for JJ Lin to finish singing.

Almost all the students nearby who heard the noise instinctively looked over.

In university classrooms, cell phones are usually required to be silent, especially since the professor looks like he's about to get angry.

The vibrations that occur at this time are bound to attract attention.

The caller was Principal Liu Yongwang.

"Principal Liu."

Without the slightest hesitation, amidst the astonished gazes of his classmates, he pressed the answer button and held the phone to his ear. He didn't even bother to lower his voice; he simply spoke in an unusually calm tone.

"Tang Yuze! Where are you now? Are you in class?"

"No matter what you're doing, come to the VIP lounge on the top floor of the administration building immediately!"

"Come now! As fast as you can!"

On the other end of the phone, Principal Liu Yongwang's voice, though strained to suppress his emotions, still betrayed his urgency and tension.

Tang Yuze listened quietly, his face showing no surprise. He didn't even ask "why".

"Okay, Uncle Liu, I'll be right there."

He didn't even ask why; after saying that, he hung up the phone.

The whole process took only a dozen seconds. His nonchalant calm when answering the principal's call, and the subtle unusualness in the content of the conversation, completely baffled Luo Mingcheng, who was listening intently.

"Holy crap? Old Tang? Principal Liu wants you to go to the administration building now? Or the VIP lounge?"

Luo Mingcheng asked, his voice slightly stammering, his eyes wide open.

"This commotion outside, could it... be related to you?!"

The moment the idea popped into his head, even he found it utterly absurd.

But considering Tang Yuze's performance at that lecture, combined with his unusual calmness now, and the urgent phone call from the principal himself, an unbelievable guess began to grow wildly in his mind like weeds.

Tang Yuze did not directly answer Luo Mingcheng's question.

He slowly stood up and began to calmly tidy up the books and stationery on the table, neatly putting them into his backpack.

The old professor on the podium also noticed the commotion and looked over with a frown.

"Professor, I'm sorry, the principal needs to see me urgently, and I need to go to the administration building immediately."

Tang Yuze zipped up his backpack, slung it over his shoulder, and then bowed slightly toward the podium, his tone remaining calm.

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the suddenly quiet classroom.

Everyone was stunned, including the old professor on the podium.

The principal urgently needs to see me? At this sensitive moment when the school is surrounded by special police?

"Oh... okay, then go ahead."

The old professor opened his mouth, looked at Tang Yuze's calm yet unquestionable gaze, and finally just waved his hand.

All I can say is that if Tang Yuze lied to him, then he can forget about passing advanced mathematics this semester.

Under the inquisitive gazes of the entire class, Tang Yuze walked steadily out of his seat, crossed the aisle, pushed open the back door of the classroom, and disappeared outside.

Luo Mingcheng stared at the empty doorway, then glanced at the heavy security outside the window, and suddenly shivered.

He realized that the secrets hidden within his seemingly ordinary best friend were probably far more astonishing than he could have imagined.

A dialogue concerning the future, and even the expansion of the boundaries of human cognition, is about to begin.

Tang Yuze adjusted his breathing, and his eyes regained their firmness and clarity.