Song He had just finished solving the problems, and his mind was groggy, as if his brain cells had been overtaxed.
The sudden crowd startled him badly. He hurriedly retreated to a corner and watched as a mass of students rushed onto the stage, scrambling to surround the whiteboard.
It took him quite a while to react, and his heart filled with bewilderment.
Look at you people, acting like you've never seen the world! I only solved a few problems. Did you really have to get this excited?
They're just topology exercises, not a proof of the Goldbach Conjecture!
Onstage, a crowd of students erupted into an uproar.
"Four! The River God actually finished all four!"
"Awesome! I can't understand a thing. What kind of heavenly script is this?"
"All four problems are indeed completely filled in, but are the answers correct?"
"Teacher Zhai, are the four problems Song He solved correct?"
The students cried out anxiously as they crowded around Zhai Zhu.
Zhai Zhu was speechless. She had worked so hard to give the lecture just now, yet the students had not even looked at her. Now they were suddenly so enthusiastic, but only because they wanted her to announce the answers.
Before coming to give the lecture tonight, she would never have imagined that her spotlight would be stolen by a student.
"Don't rush. Let me check!" Zhai Zhu frowned.
Nearly everyone held their breath and waited motionlessly. The crowded stage actually fell silent.
Whether these four problems were correct or not was of enormous importance!
The first-years hoped Song He would cut down all four problems in a row, establish his authority, and suppress the arrogance of those old hands in the second and third years. The second- and third-years had complicated feelings. On one hand, they