Chapter 411 Global Exposure, Ying Zijing: Trash [1st Update]
She didn't say those five words; she just stood there quietly, but her eyes said it all.
The girl was tall and slender, and from a distance, she appeared somewhat thin.
Unlike the contestants from Elan School, Ying Zijing wore the blue and white school uniform of Qingzhi Middle School, without any extra embellishments.
Yet it is like a towering mountain, insurmountable and inviolable.
In this silent way, she also told all the Chinese athletes, delegation members, and professors present that as long as she was there, there was still a chance to win.
We can lose, but our dignity must not be trampled on.
There is no one.
"Yes, this is our number one on the global list, Ying Zijin from Qingzhi High School, one of the three top high schools in China!" The host spoke rapidly, his expression excited. "She is 18 years old this year, one year older than Irna."
"I believe some viewers who watched the team competition on the first morning already knew her name. Among the 50 teams in the team competition, her team was not only the only one to get a perfect score, but also received a time bonus."
"Now, she has entered our individual competition as the world's number one. Please welcome her."
The host's words were like a bomb exploding in the audience.
Not only those watching live, but also netizens watching the live stream.
【Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!】
[Number 1 on the global leaderboard!!!]
【China, Ying Zijin!!!】
[My Ying Shen is too awesome! Holy crap, my health bar is empty!]
[Win God: I'm number one on the overall leaderboard too, didn't expect that, did you?]
[It's reasonable to suspect that Ying Shen was after the prize money, which is why he accidentally became number one on the overall leaderboard [doge emoji]]
At this point, no instructions are needed from the back office.
Every camera position, every lens, was aimed at the girl.
The name Ying Zijin and her face appeared on the screens of many people around the world at that moment and were firmly remembered.
Also watching the ISC International Finals live at the Winners' Mansion, Ying Yuexuan simply couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Ying Zijin is actually number one on the global rankings?
Are you kidding me?
Ying Yuexuan's hands trembled, her ears were ringing, and all the blood rushed to her head.
The thought that she had specifically sent her admiration to the top-ranked person on the Shark Live platform was driving her to the brink of a nervous breakdown.
It's Ying Zijin again!
It's laughable that she still thinks Ying Zijin is insignificant compared to the top of the overall rankings.
Ying Yuexuan bit her lip, staring intently at the girl on the screen.
At that moment, the sound of a key turning came from the front door.
Ying Yuexuan's expression changed, she quickly turned off the TV and immediately returned to her bedroom upstairs.
She pinched her palm, her gaze unreadable.
Although the reason why Ozhou sent her back to China was not mentioned, Zhong Manhua has indeed been dissatisfied with her these days.
She will try to avoid it whenever possible.
Or, think of another way.
Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips, took out her phone, and began contacting Jing Hongzhen.
**
At the venue of the international finals.
The host spoke up again: "The rules for our final showdown are very special. There are a total of thirty questions. Whoever wins will get all of the opponent's points."
"So, we need to ask Ilna, do you accept or not accept this special competition?"
"Whoosh—"
The audience's attention was then focused on Ilna, and the camera moved accordingly.
Ilna gritted her teeth so hard they almost bled.
She sneered, "I'll compete!"
They claimed they were asking for her opinion, but they didn't actually give her a chance to object.
This is a global live broadcast.
Excluding the organizing committee's own live stream, the number of people watching the live stream from various countries, plus the on-site audience, reached a staggering 1.5 billion!
This number is already one-third of the total for the Olympics.
After all, academic competitions can't compare to sports competitions. Most people don't understand them and don't experience the thrill of their team winning.
Besides teachers and students from various universities and middle schools, the rest of the spectators were parents.
For most people, it's better to scroll through short videos on TikTok than to watch others play with physics and math.
But 1.5 billion people is indeed a lot.
Ilna knew that if she dared to refuse, she would lose all face.
"Alright, our classmate Ilna readily accepted this challenge," the host said. "Now, please take a few minutes to rest, and our quiz will begin shortly."
"No need." Ying Zijing raised her eyes. "There's not much time left, let's start right away."
The host was taken aback, then quickly recovered: "And what about Ilna..."
“Let’s just compete.” Ilna sneered. “I don’t need to rest either.”
Since both of them said so, the host went along with it: "In that case, please look at the big screen now."
The first question quickly appeared on the big screen.
Viewers and netizens alike watched intently.
[The problem provides a proof of Hodge's conjecture; please fill in some of the blanks.]
Right off the bat, it's one of the seven great unsolved mathematical problems in the world.
The seven unsolved mathematical problems have remained an enigma for the entire mathematical community.
Therefore, the International Centre for Mathematical Sciences offered a reward of one million US dollars for each of these seven unsolved problems.
The Hodge conjecture was only proven earlier this year by a mathematician from the United States, but it has not yet been made public.
This is the proof process from this mathematician's family.
Even if it's just a few missing spaces, it's still very difficult.
Therefore, the person who set the question didn't intend for anyone to solve it.
He happily poured himself a cup of hot tea and watched.
Ying Zijing narrowed her eyes slightly and gave the answer just as Irna took out paper and pen from the table to start calculating.
"The top scorer on the overall list certainly has a wealth of knowledge in the field of mathematics." The host was also taken aback, but he reacted quickly on the spot, "The next question is the second one, which tests memory."
What is the 101st digit of pi (π) after the decimal point?
Ying Zijing's voice was calm, and this time she answered instantly: "8".
"It seems our Ying Zijin has a very strong memory. Most people would be doing quite well if they could memorize up to the tenth one," the host said, showing the screen above. "This is the third question."
The game progressed faster than anyone expected.
Every question, whether it's a science or engineering subject or a humanities subject.
Some of the questions even went so far as to involve technical terms that many people had never even heard of.
However, Ying Zijing never took more than ten seconds to answer a question.
The person who set the questions was sitting in the professor's seat, and he could clearly hear the sound of his heart breaking.
[Holy crap, I'm stunned again. Is this what a true powerhouse looks like?]
[I just finished reading the question, and Ying Shen has already provided the answer.]
[Forget everything else, I'm so happy! How that Irna bullied our Chinese athletes back then, now she'll pay tenfold, a hundredfold! Hahaha, see that? Zero points!]
After Ying Zijing answered the 17th question first, Irna's face finally darkened.
Her fingers clenched tightly, and cold sweat dripped down her forehead.
These questions were indeed not difficult; she was confident she could solve them within twenty seconds, but Ying Zijing was even faster.
How could a high school student be so fast?!
For the contestants participating in the ISC International Finals, the difficulty of the questions is secondary; the most important thing is time.
They could answer 99% of the questions, but they lost because of time constraints.
The individual competition questions are only one-tenth as difficult as the team competition questions.
Ilna used the time effectively to suppress the scores of dozens of Chinese players.
But she really didn't expect that she would be the one being unfairly graded.
"Ying Zijin has scored another point." The host raised his right hand. "Our score is now 17:0. Yilna, you need to work harder."
Ilna pursed her lips, her previous domineering air gone.
She looked at her own timer, her face turning slightly pale.
Zero points.
It seemed to be mocking something.
It wasn't that she couldn't do it, but that she couldn't outrun Ying Zijing in terms of time.
The live stream chat was filled with nothing but mockery.
Let's see who's the real trash!
【Prodigy Ilna, you're nothing special after all. Trying to outrun me? Go ahead and race!】
At this moment, Ying Zijing raised her hand.
The host noticed and immediately asked, "Ying Zijin, is there anything I can help you with?"
Ying Zijing remained unmoved: "I need a halftime break."
"Okay." Without asking why, the host announced loudly, "Halftime break."
Ilna took out a tissue to wipe the sweat from her brow and prepared to drink some water and rest for a while, but Ying Zijing picked up the microphone.
She turned the microphone volume up to the maximum, tilted her head slightly, and turned towards Ilna, who had just unscrewed the cap of a mineral water bottle.
His voice was cold and cold, devoid of warmth.
"Rubbish."
(End of this chapter)
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