After traveling through time, I, as a mechanical genius, am dedicated to improving myself.

I even forgot Zeng Li’s birthday.

It’s time for the first exam. If you pass, you’ll have maximum freedom and graduate within a year. If you fail, you’ll have to study hard for four years.

Meng Zhou wanted Zeng Li to relax.

"Just take a break today?"

Zeng Li shook her head and continued reading, cramming for the exam.

monitoring room.

There is only a table and a stool.

There are no teachers. The teachers are all in the supervision room. There are four teachers, two in a group, taking turns to supervise.

There are twelve papers to be completed within six hours. During this period, you cannot leave the monitoring room. The school will arrange meals as soon as the exam is over. You can only have a small bottle of water and are not allowed to go to the toilet. If you go, the test paper will be invalidated.

It's a bit like the imperial examinations in the history books Zeng Li had read, but to be more precise, it's more rigorous.

At the beginning, he wrote very quickly, but slowly he began to frown, and even glared at the monitor while answering. What a stupid question.

The teachers are happy and they like this moment the most. When you answer all the questions fluently, the teachers will feel frustrated and wonder if the questions they asked are not difficult enough?

Ling Chuan was the happiest because he had set two major questions on the test Zeng Li was doing.

Today is the day Zeng Li frowned the most.

Zeng Li changed her thinking. For the answers she didn't know, she used theories from later generations to write them, making them as simple and easy to understand as possible.

I can actually do the difficult questions, and the remaining time is basically filled with basic knowledge.

For example, what is the highest resolution, how many seconds is the recording limit, and why the host gets hot.

Zeng Li couldn't answer any of the questions. Her own computer didn't get hot, and computers in later generations didn't have this problem. Meng Zhou had never taught her this point of knowledge.

The exam is over.

The teachers got the test papers and looked at Li Xia with a troubled look on their faces.

Li Xia was silent after looking at the test paper.

Is the theory on this paper true or false?

Ling Chuan remained skeptical: "Professor Meng Zhou took a quick look and said it must be correct without even looking closely."

"He also said that Zeng Li is currently teaching him his theories..."

Li Xia waved her hand and said, "Leave the test paper with me. I'll give her the opportunity to complete all the courses in one year and let her graduate early. It would be a waste for such a talented person to stay at the National University of Defense Technology and waste his time."

Li Xia thought, since you want a degree, I will give it to you. You have been treated unfairly in other places. The school will definitely not do such a thing. They will compensate you to the best of their ability.

How many people can build satellites?

On the contrary, Li Xia was glad that Zeng Li was willing to apply for the National University of Defense Technology instead of showing off her abilities directly and letting the country keep her in captivity for protection.

Unless you have the ability to output something in your brain all the time, your end will be no different from that of an Olympic champion, who will enjoy glory for a while, but then no one will care about him.

These days, academic qualifications are very important.

The higher you go, the more important academic qualifications become. They are a good stepping stone and also the basis of your confidence.

Zeng Li had a good sleep after the exam, and her roommates all consciously kept the noise down.

I don’t know what Zeng Li is busy with, but I can see that she is very busy and very tired.

Zeng Li woke up and went to class obediently for a day. The weekend came again and her life was full of energy.

Hu Xiaoxiao sighed, "I didn't feel it during military training, but during these normal classes, Zeng Li has really been wronged."

Zhang Xiqing didn't understand: "Why do you feel wronged? Aren't you busy every day?

Hu Xiaoxiao leaned closer. "Even though Zeng Li knows everything, she's a lot like the underachieving students in my high school class. She becomes listless during class, but on weekends, her eyes light up, her voice booms, and she's clearly in a good mood."

"I even started humming songs when I came back for rest at noon on Friday. Why? Isn't it because tomorrow is Saturday?"

"I either doze off or stare blankly in class."

"I wonder what Zeng Li's classes are like."