"What's going on? Why are you late today?" Yang Zhu asked, looking displeased.
Ye Yi immediately lowered his head and pretended to be a good student, then said in the novel.
"I'm writing a new book, and the publisher thinks it's good." Ye Yi didn't continue speaking after that.
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhu was about to say something, but after thinking about Ye Yi's grandfather, he sighed helplessly.
After all, Ye Yi's maternal grandfather was a literary master from China who was known to the world, so it seems that there is no problem for Ye Yi to inherit the literary tradition.
However, Yang Zhuyi felt it was a great pity, as Ye Yi's mathematical talent was something Yang Zhuyi had never heard of before.
Therefore, Yang Zhuyi secretly hoped that Ye Yi would pursue a career in mathematics.
"Sigh, you did very well on the math Olympiad this time. You're the only one in the whole school to get a perfect score," Yang Zhu sighed, trying to cheer herself up a bit.
"Old Yang, don't be angry. Look, I haven't fallen behind in the math Olympiad either, have I?" Ye Yi said with a grin after hearing the news.
"Never mind, let's go back to class," Yang Zhuyi said.
"Okay!" After saying that, Ye Yi ran to the classroom with a happy squeak.
Ye Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief when it was noon, because he could finally rest.
However, Ye Yi froze as soon as he reached the top of the stairs.
A large crowd had gathered in front of the notice board, discussing the matter.
"Holy crap! A perfect score on the math Olympiad? Where did this genius come from?"
"A genius scholar is terrifyingly powerful."
"You don't even recognize Ye Yi from the front? Is he connected to the internet in the village?"
Hearing the murmurs, Ye Yi shook his head helplessly and left.
But Ye Yi had only taken a few steps when a figure pressed down on him.
"Dog, are you on drugs this time? You're so strong, and don't you care about your results?" Chen Yifeng said excitedly on Ye Yi's back.
"Not bad, I should get a perfect score if nothing unexpected happens." Ye Yi actually already knew his score, but he still decided to pretend.
After all, as Lu Xun once said, "To pretend without pretending is to be a worthless youth." (Lu Xun: You're slandering me, I didn't...)
Chen Yifeng patted Ye Yi hard and said.
"You even installed it! It's a pity I didn't get a chance to participate in the provincial competition this time. You have to keep trying!"
"Yes, I should be able to qualify, as long as my hand isn't injured," Ye Yi said calmly.
Upon hearing this, Chen Yifeng rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction and said...
"Are you implying that anyone with hands can do it?"
The two walked and chatted, their voices fading into the distance.
Watching the two figures leave, the onlookers couldn't help but have a thought.
"Is this what a top student looks like?"
However, Ye Yi quickly finished his classes for the whole day and then went to Yang Zhuyi's office to study math olympiad with Yang Zhuyi.
After finishing his studies, Ye Yi returned home and began writing again.
The next morning, Ye Yi left home early, since it was the day of the math olympiad exam.
In the morning, Yang Zhu asked Ye Yi to come to the school so that he could get to know the students who were participating in the competition.
Then I started preparing for the provincial math Olympiad in the afternoon.
The International Mathematical Olympiad is extremely rigorous, with a maximum of three slots per province, making the competition incredibly fierce.
Even top-tier schools like Kyoto University High School wouldn't dare claim they could secure all the spots.
Because there are more than 300 high schools in the entire Beijing province alone, and more than 1,000 students are involved.
Then, from these thousand young geniuses, three young people will be selected to become representatives of Beijing Province to participate in the National Mathematical Olympiad.
From a total of 216 contestants across 72 provinces, 16 were selected for training, and finally, six were chosen from the training team to participate in the World Mathematical Olympiad.
Therefore, the entire math Olympiad competition is extremely intense.
Upon arriving at the school, Ye Yi found the atmosphere to be extremely oppressive; the constant flow of security personnel made him feel uneasy.
In addition, many students are also familiarizing themselves with the environment here with their team leaders.
Upon seeing this, Ye Yi couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Old Yang." Seeing Yang Zhuyi in front of him, Ye Yi couldn't help but greet him with a grin.
When Ye Yi got closer, he realized that Yang Zhu was chatting with an old man.
Yang Zhuyi's face showed a hint of restraint and admiration.
"Teacher, this is my student, Ye Yi." Yang Zhu immediately introduced Ye Yi upon his arrival.
"Hello," the old man said gently.
"Hello," Ye Yi immediately bowed and greeted him.
After all, this old man should be my grandmaster, so it's best to be respectful, otherwise Old Yang will make things difficult for me again.
"It's alright, it's alright, no need to be so polite. You can be considered my grand-disciple." The old man waved his hand in acknowledgment.
"Alright, Ye Yi, didn't you have some questions for me? My teacher is here, so feel free to ask anything." As she spoke, she winked at Ye Yi, gesturing for him to follow her lead.
Ye Yi immediately understood.
"Oh, right, right, teacher, I want to ask..." Ye Yi immediately understood and then asked the question that had been bothering him.
Originally, the old man saw that his disciple cared so much about Ye Yi, so he planned to give his disciple some face and casually give Ye Yi some pointers.
However, as Ye Yi's questions became more detailed and ingenious, the old man couldn't help but get caught up in a heated discussion.
At first, Ye Yi nodded in agreement when the old man explained the method, but later, the two argued until they were red in the face, which made Yang Zhu a little worried.
Yang Zhuyi originally wanted to advise the two, but as their argument became more and more interesting, Yang Zhuyi finally couldn't help but get involved in the discussion as well.
Suddenly, a strange scene appeared on the campus of Kyoto University Affiliated High School: a young man, an old man, and a middle-aged man were arguing about something with their faces flushed.
They showed absolutely no mercy to the other party because of their status or age.
Many passersby initially wanted to speak up and persuade the three of them.
But before that person could speak, the three of them stared at him with their bloodshot eyes.
Those who wanted to persuade him immediately ran away in fright.
After all, these three people are not simple individuals, especially the old man, who is a renowned mathematician in China, the current dean of the Department of Mathematics at Kyoto University, and also the vice president of Kyoto University.
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