Zheng Li hasn't left the house or communicated with his classmates for the past few days, and he doesn't have a clear understanding of his reputation in the School of Mathematical Sciences.
Ever since he announced in the group that he would be offering paid answers, Zheng Li instantly became a celebrity in the School of Mathematical Sciences. From professors to students, everyone knew him. Keep in mind that there were counselors in the freshman group.
Students who can get into Jiangcheng University are usually quite proud, but this is the first time I've seen one this arrogant—claiming that there's no problem they can't solve in mathematical analysis and higher algebra.
Zheng Li didn't realize that although no one had come to ask him questions these past few days, the study room was packed every night, with everyone there to watch.
Liu Gui also heard about Zheng Li's deeds from Zhang Jixue, who was the teacher of the Mathematical Analysis course for this year's freshmen. Zhang Jixue had rich teaching experience and was keen on gossip.
Li Miaomiao nodded on the other end of the phone and replied, "Yes, Uncle Liu, I won't say any more. Thanks! I'll ask my dad to treat you to dinner next time."
Liu Gui was still processing the news she had just heard when she quickly said, "Don't hang up, did he really do it?"
Li Miaomiao: "Why would I lie to you? If you don't believe me, just call him over to take the test."
Liu Gui: "The problem is that the two questions from Qiu Sai also involve real analysis and measure theory."
Li Miaomiao: "I don't know about that. Maybe they studied it on their own beforehand."
The difficulty of the Qiu Sai exam is roughly equivalent to the entrance exam for a mathematics doctoral program in North America. His questions are drawn from his recommended textbooks, and while they are certainly challenging, the most important aspect is assessing the breadth of students' knowledge.
Because at the doctoral level, your mastery of mathematics cannot be limited to a single, specific aspect; if it is limited to just one aspect, your future development will be restricted.
After organizing his thoughts, Liu Gui said, "I heard he hasn't been to class recently. Try to persuade him to come and take the midterm exam."
Liu Gui was well aware of the rules of the School of Mathematical Sciences. Judging from Zheng Lineng's ability to answer Qiu Sai's questions, he knew that Zheng Lineng would definitely not come to class and could just take the final exam.
The Department of Mathematical Sciences is exceptionally tolerant of geniuses.
Li Miaomiao said with a mischievous smile, "No problem, but what's in it for me?"
Liu Gui thought for a moment: "How about two tickets to the Golden Autumn Debate Finals?"
"Jiangcheng University is magnificent, and its debates are renowned throughout the world!" The debate competition is the most famous event at Jiangcheng University. Among them, the Golden Autumn Debate is an annual debate extravaganza at Jiangcheng University, in which each college sends a team representing the highest level of debate in its college to participate.
Tickets for the final of the Golden Autumn Debate Competition are always in high demand and are usually distributed by lottery.
Even if the professor had free tickets, there wouldn't be many, and Li Miaomiao's father's tickets were all taken by her sister.
Li Miaomiao nodded quickly: "Okay, deal."
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Li Miaomiao returned to her seat and carefully examined Zheng Li, unaware that Zheng Li had overheard her phone call outside.
Zheng Li ignored Li Miaomiao and focused all his attention on the screen in front of him. Zheng Li was studying computer-related knowledge in depth. Algorithms and data structures were very simple for him. What he needed to learn was computer networks and computer systems.
These belong to a different system than what the monk had encountered before. They differ in both essence and form of expression.
"I didn't realize you were so skilled. I asked my friend and he got everything right."
After her phone conversation with Professor Liu, Li Miaomiao had a new idea:
"The problem I just gave you was from the Yau Shing-Tung College Student Mathematics Competition. It goes beyond the knowledge you learned in your first year of college. It seems you're not just arrogant, but you really have the ability."
Zheng Li didn't even look up, and said calmly, "One hundred."
Li Miaomiao didn't expect Zheng Li's first reaction wouldn't be smugness, but rather asking for money. She paused for a moment before continuing:
"Since you have this level of skill and want to make money, why not just offer one-on-one tutoring to students in the School of Mathematics, and charge only 200 yuan per hour? That's too little."
Do you know how much one-on-one math tutor my best friend got during her senior year of high school cost per hour?
"One thousand two hours is equivalent to five hundred per hour."
Zheng Li was shocked. He set the price based on his tuition fees. Jiangcheng University's tuition fees were charged per credit, with one credit costing one hundred yuan.
Zheng Li thought his fees were already high enough, charging 100 yuan for half an hour.
He suppressed his shock and repeated expressionlessly, "Give me a hundred first."
Li Miaomiao still didn't respond to his comment: "You won't get any business like this. If you get full marks in all your major courses in your first year, come back after the New Year, and I'll help you promote your products to other colleges."
"You could easily earn more by getting tutors from senior students who are preparing for graduate school entrance exams."
“You make 200 per hour like this. In the first phase, I can bring in at least 20 people for you. Each person makes 50 per hour, so you make 1,000 per hour.”
“I’ll help you attract customers, and we’ll split the profits 50/50, how about that?” Li Miaomiao’s bright eyes were fixed on Zheng Li.
Zheng Li ignored her, saying, "You owe me a hundred."
Li Miaomiao feigned surprise: "We'll be business partners from now on, how can you accept this hundred from me!"
Zheng Li: "This amount of one hundred was agreed upon beforehand. If you go back on your word after agreeing to something beforehand, what kind of cooperation is that?"
Li Miaomiao had no choice but to obediently transfer the money: "This is my living expenses for two or three days. Never mind, I won't argue about it since we'll be partners in the future."
Zheng Li glanced at the transfer records in WeChat. As a mage, he was already quite familiar with Earth's technological creations.
"We can cooperate, but not on a 50/50 split. It's 90/10, I get 90% and you get 10%."
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