But no matter how unhappy they were, it was useless, because even disregarding the fact that Chen Bing's young wife was the principal's daughter, Chen Bing's own academic performance alone gave him the right to run wild in this school.

Left with no other option, the grade leaders approached the principal, hoping he could judge the matter and persuade Chen Bing.

After listening to these people's complaints, Shang Zhengxin simply replied, "Let them be," and said nothing more.

After the teachers left with helpless expressions, Shang Zhengxin, who had been calm, suddenly revealed a relieved smile.

Yes, it is important to let Chen Bing focus on her studies and achieve good results in the future college entrance examination to bring honor to the school, but that is something a principal should consider.

Despite Shang Zhengxin's usual workaholic demeanor, the role of father actually takes up a larger place in his heart.

The top student who doesn't love his own daughter < Qingyan, the student who loves his own daughter—this is the inequality in Shang Zhengxin's mind.

Of course, from a rational perspective, Shang Zhengxin felt that participating in a small math Olympiad wouldn't have much impact on Chen Bing. He was a math teacher before becoming the principal, so he naturally knew the level of math competitions.

With Chen Bing's consistently top-ranked math skills, he should be able to easily enter the league and win awards even without extra math practice.

In conclusion, Shang Zhengxin was not worried about this; on the contrary, he was filled with the satisfaction of being a father.

That evening at 7 p.m., Chen Bing and Shang Yunmiao went to the second-floor lecture hall to attend a small meeting about the Mathematical Olympiad.

Although it was already seven o'clock when I came in, there weren't many people in the classroom, no more than ten at most.

Indeed, in a competition like the Mathematical Olympiad, no matter how many Qi Refining stage novices score below 140 points come, they are destined to be cannon fodder.

The lowest level of cultivators sitting in this classroom must be a Foundation Establishment expert with a power level of 140 or higher!

What? You're asking me what level of cultivation I have?

Chen Bing sneered inwardly, his aura no longer concealed and overflowing outwards, revealing him to be a terrifying Nascent Soul old monster!

This terrifying pressure swept over every cultivator in the classroom in an instant. Everyone looked at Chen Bing with surprise, and then gasped, "A Nascent Soul cultivator is so terrifying!"

Okay, so the above was just Chen Bing's fantasy.

In fact, upon seeing Chen Bing enter, some people simply looked at him with a mixture of curiosity and admiration, clearly not seeing this legendary figure at school often. Others, however, waved enthusiastically, exclaiming, "Ice God! Over here!"

It turns out that this other group of people were Chen Bing's classmates from Class 1 last semester. Of course, students who were in the top fifty upon entering school would have outstanding grades; it's perfectly normal for several to be able to participate in the Olympiad. Since they were all acquaintances, it avoided any awkwardness.

Chen Bing raised her hand in greeting and led Shang Yunmiao to sit down next to the group.

"Hey, Ice God, I heard from our class teacher that we thought you weren't going to participate in the Olympiad." Du Wendi rubbed his hands together, imitating Fruit Fly Man, looking very excited.

"Come and have some fun, it would be a shame not to participate in the Olympiad."

After chatting and laughing for a while, the grade director, Xiang Qianjin, and a renowned math teacher in the grade, surnamed Zheng, walked in together.

Standing on the podium, Xiang Qian first delivered a lengthy speech, the gist of which could be summarized as three "very good" and two "obedient".

Our school is great, you students are great, and this teacher Zheng is great.

You must listen to the school and your teachers.

After finishing speaking, Xiang Qianjin invited Teacher Zheng to the stage, and then left to do other things.

Without wasting any time, Teacher Zheng first handed out a small test paper to everyone present. Upon looking at it, it was clear that it was quite difficult.

"These are some of the questions from last year's Asatsu City preliminary round. There aren't many questions, so I'll give you 45 minutes to do them. Don't look at other people's answers; I just want you to get a feel for it."

Upon hearing this, everyone picked up their pens and began to write their answers quickly.

Although they were sitting very close to each other, the top students still disdained to cheat on tests that weren't even real exams. Then, they began to understand why some students with poor grades always thought about cheating during exams.

Wow, the first question is this hard? Is this the formula? Something doesn't feel right to me. Oh! I see, that's how it is. That's how it should be done, and then the answer is 1.

Let me see which option in abcd is 1.

Hmm, no?

Nearly ten minutes had passed by this point. In desperation, some people chose to use the brute-force method of trying each answer one by one, while others chose to give up on the question and move on to the next one.

Then they became a little depressed.

The first question was relatively easy; at least with a little more time, you could calculate it one by one using the substitution method. As for the fill-in-the-blank and problem-solving questions, they were even more daunting and left you at a loss for where to begin.

As time ticked by, some students who couldn't come up with a solution became increasingly anxious. Finally, they couldn't resist sneaking a peek at the papers of those around them. Then, filled with shame, they used the answers or thought processes of the others to work on their own papers.

Soon, forty-five minutes passed in a flash, and the teacher on the podium reminded everyone.

"Alright, time's up. Let's check our answers."

As he spoke, he wrote the answers to three multiple-choice questions, two fill-in-the-blank questions, and one problem-solving question on the blackboard.

"Multiple choice questions are worth 5 points each, fill-in-the-blank questions are worth 6 points each, and problem-solving questions are worth 20 points. The scoring criteria for problem-solving questions are written here. The total score is 47. Calculate how many points you can get."

After waiting for a moment, the teacher asked again, "Raise your hand if you scored 10 or above."

Almost everyone raised their hand.

"Above 20 points".

This time, less than half of the people raised their hands.

"What about 30? Those over 30."

Chen Bing and another female classmate she didn't recognize raised their hands. Shang Yunmiao only scored 26 points, failing to get into the top 30.

Upon seeing that there was still one person besides Chen Bing, Teacher Zheng nodded with satisfaction and said, "If you can get more than 30 points, you still have a chance to win the preliminary round. It seems that our batch of students this year is very good."

After praising her, he looked at Chen Bing and asked, "Anyone scored above 40?"

This time, only Chen Bing raised her hand. Although the other students were not surprised, they still looked at her with surprise.

Teacher Zheng wasn't surprised that Chen Bing scored over 40 points. She just smiled with satisfaction and asked Chen Bing, "Forty-something points?"

"46 points." Chen Bing answered seemingly calmly. In fact, he was a little annoyed that he had made a slight mistake on the big question, which caused him to lose a point. Otherwise, he could have said the more pretentious "full marks".