After entering the book, I no longer want to be a substitute

"Mr. Shi, why is Mr. Nie's heart rate soaring?"

"..."

"Sir, Miss Yun is very fast at calculating and has a low heart rate."

"..."

"Mr. Shi, why do I feel like I want to be Miss Yun's disciple?"

Shi Yu: "Lin Yi, I'm going to fire you."

"Ah?" Lin Yi was startled. "No, no, no, sir, I won't say anything more."

As he said this, he covered his mouth and hid aside to look at his phone with a wronged look on his face.

Shi Yu's tightly furrowed brows relaxed a bit.

It's actually quite boring to just watch it for two and a half hours.

Those who are doing the questions feel that time is flowing like water, while those who are waiting feel that every second is like a year.

Another twenty-five minutes passed, and Yunxiu successfully finished the second question.

Still at a moderate hand speed.

The answer sheet was two pages long, almost filling the entire page.

Even if you ask someone to copy it, it will take more than ten minutes to copy such neat handwriting.

Yunxiu continued to write the third question.

Everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned and asked Yunxiu frantically whether he had brought the system.

There is indeed a system, but it didn't force her to increase her IQ.

As he wrote, Yunxiu felt something was wrong.

The scope of the last question goes far beyond the scope of high school mathematics Olympiad.

It has risen to several famous mathematical conjectures.

These conjectures have not been confirmed, but the question was asked under the premise that the assumptions are correct.

This question is purely based on personal experience and has no fixed answer. As long as the correct result can be obtained, it is considered correct.

The person who set this question is so fucking... insidious.

Seeing that Yunxiu was stunned, the people in the live broadcast room started cursing.

Those who protect Zhou Xi protect Zhou Xi, and those who feel sorry for Nie Yixiao feel sorry for Nie Yixiao.

Even the mysterious man was silent. How difficult must the last question be?

[It's okay, Xixi. Just work on the second question. Don't look at the rest. Mom's afraid you won't be able to handle it.]

"Brother Nie, let's go. I'm afraid you won't be able to keep such a calm expression when the time comes."

The time came to half past two in the afternoon.

There is still an hour and a half left until the end of the competition.

When Yunxiu was proving the last question and thinking of a mathematician's personal theory, she suddenly started to have a headache and stopped writing.

What's going on? Why is he having trouble at this time?

No one noticed at first, thinking Yunxiu was just thinking.

But as Yunxiu paused for too long, her somewhat painful expression was caught by everyone.

The comments were even more harsh, saying that the person who asked the question was completely heartless, which made Xiu'er extremely anxious.

Cheng Yan, who was watching the live broadcast secretly, was sweating profusely.

He muttered to himself, saying that if he really couldn't go on any longer, he should just stop and take a break. It was good enough as long as he had done this.

He bought a large number of internet trolls, waiting to scold those who slandered her.

The host deliberately exaggerated this point and teased that even the speed master Yunxiu was stumped by the question.

I thought she would stick to it.

I don’t know if it was the host’s illusion, but when he finished saying this, he always felt that a cold and sinister gaze was staring at him.

This loss of composure did not last long. Yunxiu quickly adjusted himself and continued writing.

Five minutes later, Yunxiu stopped writing.

One hour and five minutes, half of that time wasn't used.

The last question is difficult because it goes beyond the syllabus too much, and the actual proof process is not as long as the first two questions.

It's also fast to write.

To put it simply, once you think of it, it is easy to write it down.

However, her professional research is not in mathematics, she only dabbles in it in her spare time, and it is not known whether the conjectures she cited can be considered correct.

The host had been paying close attention to Yunxiu, and when he saw her status bar showed "all completed", he felt a pain on his face.

Seeing him stunned, another host said with a smile, "That's right, someone from Group 1 has already finished all the competition questions over an hour early. Why don't we compare the other contestants' answers to see how much overlap there is with this student?"

It didn't matter what the host said anymore. The barrage of comments completely collapsed, and almost everyone was asking how many questions the mysterious man Yunxiu got right.

The mysterious man smiled on the surface, but was cursing in his heart.

Floating screen: [Wow, the instructor is calculating. The results of the first two questions are the same, and the fill-in-the-blank for the third question is the same. The two answers to the small questions will be out soon.]

As soon as the mysterious person sent the message, a group of people in the live broadcast room went crazy again.

Some people tearfully asked Zhou Xi why Yikong was completely different from Yunxiu; some people cheerfully asked Nie Yixiu why the calculation results were so complicated compared to Yunxiu; and some people laughed at Yuchuan for falling so far behind in progress.

In order not to disturb others who were doing their homework, those who finished early like Yunxiu were not allowed to leave freely.

She was really bored, so she took out the draft paper and put it aside to write the piano score.

Time passed minute by minute, and as expected, the last question almost defeated everyone.

While praising Yunxiu, the host used an excited and nervous tone to speculate whether there would be a second person who could prove it.

The private messages from the mysterious person were flooded with messages.

He helplessly floated the screen: [Family, my instructor said he can prove it, but he's not sure if it's correct. This question is open-ended.]

last minute.

Zhou Xi put down his pen.

Nie Yixiao also stopped writing.

The heart rates of both people rose by more than 100 compared to the beginning.

Standard red temperature player.

At exactly four o'clock, the earphone mute mode was released, and everyone had a strong sense of morality and stopped writing on their own accord.

All life has nothing to live for.

Yunxiu breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to rest. When she looked up, she saw Shi Yu.

The other person smiled and nodded at her.

**

In the lounge.

Yunxiu started playing computer games.

Seeing that she was in good spirits, Xu Lianhui let her go and turned to comfort the two Hongwen players.

Zhou Xi was drinking water and daydreaming.

It seems that he was tortured badly.

Nie Yixiao's homeroom teacher shook him and said, "It's okay, it's just ten points. If you can't do it, then no one else can either."

Nie Yixiao frowned irritably, "Go and rest, Old Li. I'm not that fragile."

I said I wasn't fragile, but in fact I was about to cry.

It wasn't because he couldn't do it, but as he was writing, he couldn't remember what he was guessing.

It’s best if the person who sets the question doesn’t show up.

Zhou Xi digested the thought for a few minutes and gradually calmed down.

Nothing.

Yes, it’s nothing actually.

It’s just that I didn’t finish a complete test paper for the first time.

Yunxiu ignored the two of them and just ate fruit and played games.

The mental state is very beautiful.

Just when everyone fell silent, the door of the lounge was pushed open.

Hearing the noise, Yunxiu looked towards the door.

It's the staff.

I came here specifically to inform them to have dinner.

Yunxiu was very satisfied with the arrangement. He stood up and walked towards the staff, not forgetting to take a picture of Nie Yixiao and Zhou Xi.

"Let's go, don't be sad, I'm just too hungry and don't have the energy to cry."

Two people: "..."