"I hope he really knew his Quantum Mechanics. Otherwise, don't blame me for writing a letter to complain about him."
Galadriel thought to herself. As it turned out, she had worried too much. His mastery of Quantum Mechanics was not merely high—it was so high that it terrified her.
Galadriel was not the only one stunned. The other students were as well, looking at Andrew as if he were a god. How could he know so much about the Quantum Realm? It was as if he had been there himself.
"Doctor, I have a question. Why haven't you won a Nobel Prize yet?"
After the class ended, a student could not help asking. Andrew smiled. "Because I'm a rather low-key person. Fame and fortune are nothing more than floating clouds to me."
The students admired him immensely. Only Galadriel secretly scoffed. She did not know why she had scoffed, but she simply wanted to. She always felt that this guy was not really that kind of person.
"All right, class dismissed."
Andrew said nothing more and did not even spare Galadriel another glance before turning to leave the classroom.
Seeing this, Galadriel hurriedly stood and asked, "Doctor Wong, will you continue teaching us? Your command of Quantum Mechanics is far beyond the world's top standards."
"I have a lot of research to do, so I won't be teaching you again. I only took the time to come this once because your Director kept inviting me."
Andrew shook his head and turned to leave. The students were deeply disappointed, while Galadriel felt somewhat unwilling to let it go. She was extremely interested in Quantum Mechanics, and Doctor Wong was undoubtedly the person with the deepest knowledge of it she had ever met.
Even more frighteningly, he was only twenty years old.