The crowd quickly filled every empty seat in the Lecture Hall, and a group of male and female Indian scholars swiftly surrounded Song He.
The Indian beside Song He could not help asking, "What were you all doing? Why didn't you come earlier to save seats?"
"We were already halfway there, but suddenly we saw so many people rushing back, all looking incredibly excited." The Indian woman in the front row turned around, asked a male Indian for a shengjian bun, and chewed as she spoke. "So we asked someone running back what was going on. Guess what?"
"What?"
"Dewitt gave a new hint for his problem!" The Indian woman's eyes lit up as brightly as a gambler's upon learning a new trick for a massive wager. "We hurried back and rushed to Dewitt's dormitory. At least four or five hundred people were lined up there copying the hint. We waited forever before finally getting our turn, took a picture, and hurried back!"
"There's actually a hint this year? Dewitt's feeling generous! Is he afraid there won't be enough people for dinner? Let me see the picture!"
The Indian woman took out her phone and tapped a few times. The male Indian beside Song He immediately received the message, became wildly excited, and quickly opened a fresh sheet of scratch paper to calculate furiously.
The same scene appeared throughout the Lecture Hall. The young scholars noisily passed the message around:
"Who got a picture of the complete hint for Dewitt's problem? Lend me one!"
"Did Dewitt write this hint himself? Could someone have written it deliberately to mislead us?"
"Impossible! If it were fake, Dewitt would definitely have covered it up instead of leaving it on the wall! He absolutely instructed someone to write it!"
"What a surprise! There's hope