Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

"What? Someone figured it out? Who's so perverted?"

"Who else could it be? It must be our great genius."

"Isn't her status in the Wen family second only to her brother? She was adopted by her eldest sister Wen Yan, and Wen Li...was hidden away by the Wen family. Aside from her brother, the other two have no ability to compete with her."

"Who says it isn't? This time I've made myself known to Professor Song. My already wealthy life has become even more precious."

"Will she have any sparks with Professor Song's grandson, Song Zhixian?"

"Song Zhixian? That aloof math genius? I'm lucky enough to have met him in person. He's tall and handsome, and his high IQ is written all over his face."

Tan Shiyin didn't expect Wen Xin to actually solve the problem.

Everyone was talking at once, casting envious glances at Wen Xin. However, this did not please Wen Xin at all. Instead, it made her, who was originally just irritated, start to panic.

Because she didn't solve the problem at all.

Has anyone in the class figured it out? Impossible!

There must be a mistake.

Wen Xin stared sharply at the test paper in the head teacher's hand.

"Quiet." The head teacher knocked on the podium.

"I've checked the last question on every test paper. Wen Li is the only one in our class who has solved this one." The head teacher held up Wen Li's test paper. "And the steps and answers were all correct."

"Who? Wen Li?"

"Why is it Wen Li?"

"Isn't that wrong? Isn't it Wen Xin?"

The entire class of more than 40 people looked towards the corner of the classroom.

"This is impossible!" Wen Xin stood up suddenly, extremely excited, and said with a firm look: "How could she possibly solve it?"

"I also think it's unlikely. Even Wen Xin and the teacher can't do it. How can she do it?"

This sudden reversal made Tan Shiyin laugh. Not only did Wen Xin fail to solve the puzzle, but Wen Li, who was at odds with Wen Xin, actually solved it. This was going to be a good show.

"Quiet." The head teacher knocked on the podium again and raised his hand to signal, "Wen Xin, sit down first."

Wen Xin was unmoved. She turned to look at Wen Li in the corner and said with her neck stiff, "I don't believe she can solve it!"

The head teacher frowned slightly.

"The teacher understands your disappointment, but Wen Li did solve the problem, that's a fact." The head teacher said, putting the last problem Wen Li did on the electronic blackboard.

"I'll go, cow!"

"This is a fucking question with the steps and answer thrown in my face and I still can't understand it."

"People who ask questions like this are simply perverted."

"The person who can solve this kind of problem is even more perverted."

"Someone else can actually solve the problem that Wen Xin can't?! This Wen family is known for producing math freaks."

"Little genius, your reputation as a math genius is a bit exaggerated~"

Wen Xin glared at the sneering Tan Shiyin, ignored her, and said again, "There's no way she could do that!"

Even after seeing the test paper, Wen Xin still didn't believe it.

Growing up under the aura of genius, she has absolute confidence in mathematics. It is impossible for other students to be able to solve the problems that she cannot solve, let alone Wen Li, who has a very bad discipline for absenteeism.

The head teacher was somewhat helpless: "Professor Song personally reviewed the test paper and was right."

"Cheating! She must be cheating! With the educational resources she received in the countryside of Mingcheng, and the fact that she skips classes so often, I don't believe she can solve this problem!"

"Mingcheng? What kind of place is that? I've never heard of it."

"Wen Li used to go to a place like this? Isn't she the daughter of the Wen family? I thought she was abroad before."

"Even though she doesn't have the same mother, she's still her sister. Her attitude towards her sister...it seems like Wen Li's life in the Wen family is really not easy."

The head teacher was speechless. Thinking that Wen Li was also a daughter of the Wen family and now appreciated by Professor Song, he felt some confidence to protect Wen Li.

I really can't stand Wen Xin's unreasonable behavior.

"Wen Xin, you have to be responsible for what you say. Do you have evidence to prove that Wen Li cheated?"

"She must have checked her phone, or sought outside help. If it was someone else, I would have accepted it, but Wen Li's history results..." Wen Xin's face was filled with extreme contempt.

"This question was set by Professor Song. If we don't investigate thoroughly and it becomes a big deal, it will affect the reputation of the entire No. 1 Middle School."

The class teacher is exaggerating and wants to scold someone.

"Wen Li, the teacher believes in you. Come up and tell the students how you solved the problem."

Wen Li refused.

Wen Xin snorted coldly, and a victorious smile appeared on her face, which was so tense that it turned pale, and the little bit of tension she had felt disappeared.

"She doesn't dare to tell me because she doesn't know how to do it. And she says it's not cheating! I wonder what else she has to say now."

Homeroom teacher: “Is there anything inconvenient?”

Wen Li said honestly, "Even if I tell you, you won't understand."

"I'm so angry! But what they said is the truth! I'm even more angry!"

"Who the hell are you scolding? But I can't refute what's going on?"

Wen Xin: "Keep pretending! You want to get to know Professor Song by cheating, but you don't even consider whether you have the brains to do it. Let's see how you end up."

Wen Li met her gaze, his expression indifferent: "You said I cheated, so I have to prove my innocence? I said you're an idiot, do you want to go to the hospital for a brain test?"

As soon as the words came out, several people couldn't help laughing.

Wen Xin: "If you can't prove that you didn't cheat, then it's useless to say anything! I will definitely tell Professor Song about your cheating!"

Wen Li twirled the pen in his hand, thinking this man was funny and stupid.

"Where do you get the confidence that if you can't solve a problem, others can't either? You don't even have normal thinking logic. With someone like you, even if you were cured, you'd still be drooling. How can you call yourself a genius?"

"Pfft, hahahaha, sorry, I just couldn't help it."

"How does she manage to be funny and to the point at the same time?"

"I didn't realize that my goddess, with such a cool face, could be so sharp-tongued. What should I do if I fall in love with her even more?"

"So should I believe her or not? That's a question even Wen Xin and the teacher can't answer."

"You're just like Wen Xin, you drool even after you're cured."

"Wen Li, you..." Wen Xin was young, had never experienced setbacks, and was arrogant by nature.

In a rage, she grabbed the pencil case on the table.

However, before she could take the next step, there was a knock on the back door of the classroom, and a pleasant but distant male voice interrupted her.

"excuse me."

Everyone turned their heads and saw a thin boy about twenty years old. The boy had not yet withdrawn his hand that was knocking on the door, and his other hand was in his trouser pocket.

The class fell silent instantly.

Wen Xin was stunned and muttered in confusion: "Brother Zhixian..."

Song Zhixian politely reminded the head teacher: "Teacher, the get out of class is over."

The head teacher thought the boy looked very familiar, and his name was on the tip of his tongue, but he just couldn't remember it: "Classmate, who are you...???"

Song Zhixian only said: "I'm looking for Wen Li."

His sight had already fallen on Wen Li in the corner.

When Wen Li looked at him, Song Zhixian's indifferent face visibly warmed up, and his voice also became warm: "Mr. Wen, do you want to go to lunch?"

"Fuck! Song Zhixian!!"

As soon as this sound came out, the class exploded.

"It's really Master Song!!"

"I've made it big! I got to meet Mr. Song, the best in Beijing University!"

"What's going on? Does Song Zhixian know my goddess?"

"This looks like more than just acquaintance."

Wen Li overslept in the morning and didn't have time to eat breakfast. He was already hungry. As soon as he heard the bell for the end of get out of class, he wanted to remind the head teacher.

She stood up and walked out of the classroom as if no one was around, brushing past Song Zhixian and leaving on her own.

Song Zhixian was not in a hurry to leave.

He glanced at Wen Li's paper on the blackboard and said to the class, "Professor Song Baiyan and I have both tried to solve this problem, but we still can't figure it out. That's why we asked Wen Li for help this way—this problem was printed for Mr. Wen."

Song Zhixian's words were like a depth charge dropped into the lake, instantly causing a splash and bringing the class into a brief silence, which then sparked even greater waves.

"Did I hear correctly? That problem couldn't be solved by both Master Song and Professor Song, so they printed it out for Wen Li to solve?!"

"Am I crazy or is Boss Song crazy? Seriously?"

"Is he saying that Wen Li is more powerful than him and Professor Song?"

"Wen Li is the true god? Wen Xin is the true clown?"

"I knew it, I was destined to be a runner-up!"

Wen Xin stood there stupidly.