Under Dean Sanders's indifferent gaze, Under the sneers of Bellam and Miles, his two lackeys, Amidst the shock and confusion of the other students in the classroom, Li Qiwei slowly stood up, met Dean Sanders's eyes, and said without a trace of fear, his tone firm:
"Dean Sanders, this crumpled paper isn't mine. I didn't cheat."
"Perhaps someone just wanted to cause me a little trouble."
After speaking, he looked meaningfully at Bellam and Miles, his face devoid of anger, only disdain.
Before Dean Sanders could speak, Bellam jumped out, retorting, "Stop making excuses, Bruce Li."
"Everyone knows you Qing Dynasty people are the least trustworthy."
"From the Emperor down to the commoners, you have no concept of following rules."
Hearing these words, Sanders felt they were a bit excessive, but he still didn't intervene.
Li Qiwei's eyes fixed on Bellam, making the latter uneasy, then he sneered:
"What right do you, a despicable person like you, have to judge me?"
"Your very existence is a stain on the reputation of Cambridge University."
Li Qiwei didn't expose the other's scheme in public because he had no evidence, nor was it necessary.
At this moment, Sanders said, "Stop arguing. Bruce Li, you and I will go to my office to talk. Don't disturb others' exams."
"I will handle this matter fairly and justly."
Li Qiwei let out two cold laughs and said, "I don't trust you."
"What if you take me out of the classroom and then collude to trick me?"
Sanders was clearly angered: "You—you, what do you take me for?"
Li Qiwei looked around and said loudly to everyone, "I want all the students present to bear witness for me. I did not cheat, and I would not stoop to cheating."
"Mr. Bellam, didn't you just say I was cheating?"
"Fine, then I will prove to you right now whether I need to cheat."
After speaking, he said calmly to Sanders, "Dean, I can have the professor of Theoretical Physics course give me any question."
"If there's even one question I can't answer on the spot, I will admit that I cheated."
Boom!
As soon as the words fell, a collective gasp of cold air erupted from the classroom.
Everyone felt their scalps tingle, finding it unbelievable.
In their eyes, Li Qiwei was incredibly imposing at this moment!
Even Sanders was shocked.
He had been in charge of Trinity College for over a decade and considered himself to have seen countless geniuses.
But never had any of them dared to be so arrogant.
Claiming to be able to answer any question from a professor, and admitting defeat if he couldn't.
At this moment, he finally began to take the young man before him seriously.
To make such a bold declaration in front of so many people was definitely not for show.
It indicated his strong self-confidence and fearless spirit.
Sanders looked at Li Qiwei for a long while before turning to Miles and saying, "In my name, please invite Professor Keith over."
Miles, still in shock, quickly snapped back to reality. He felt as though he had made a mistake.
He had thought dealing with someone from the Qing Dynasty would be a piece of cake. After all, foreigners in Britain were rootless.
Even if they suffered injustice, they could only bear it.
He hadn't expected to kick a steel plate this time.
However, he dared not disobey Sanders's orders and quickly scurried out to fetch Professor Keith.
At this time, everyone in the classroom held their breath, the atmosphere extremely tense.
No one dared to whisper or try to cheat amidst the chaos.
Joking aside, with this incident, Dean Sanders was right there.
If anyone was caught trying to take advantage of the situation, they would likely be packed up and kicked out on the spot.
About five minutes later, Miles returned, panting, with a white-haired old man. This was Professor Keith, the teacher for the Theoretical Physics course.
Sanders briefly explained the situation to Professor Keith, who listened with a look of shock and stared incredulously at Li Qiwei.
He had vaguely heard of Li Qiwei's name but had dismissed it as youthful boasting.
He never expected to be involved in such a situation today. Even in his thirty years of teaching, he had never encountered anything like it.
Professor Keith first picked up Li Qiwei's test paper and read it carefully from beginning to end, becoming more and more surprised.
Then he looked at the contents of the note and shook his head slightly.
The questions were all set by him, and it would be difficult to get them all right based on a few formulas on a note.
But Li Qiwei not only answered all ten questions correctly, but his reasoning was clear and his calculations were concise.
Professor Keith even felt it was better than his own answers.
Could this be cheating?
However, being a seasoned veteran, he didn't voice his opinion on the spot. Instead, he said to Li Qiwei, "Bruce, your answers are brilliant."
"Since you asked me to set any question, I won't hold back. I believe you have enough confidence to handle anything."
Li Qiwei calmly replied, "Please ask your question, Professor."
Professor Keith thought for a moment and then said, "I have only one question. If you can answer it, you win."
"Bruce, what do you think is the nature of light?"
Upon hearing the question, Li Qiwei knew that Professor Keith was not trying to make things difficult for him.
No matter how he answered this question, Professor Keith could consider him correct.
Although he didn't need Professor Keith to go easy on him, he wouldn't let down his good intentions.
So, he gave a grateful look and then seriously said, "Professor, I believe light is both a particle and a wave."
"If you use particle detection methods for light, it is a particle; but if you use wave detection methods for light, it is a wave."
Professor Keith couldn't help but be shaken, and a desire to nurture this talent arose in him for Li Qiwei.
This question was also at the forefront of current physics, with no fixed answer.
But the philosophical-like answer was stunning and thought-provoking.
Not to mention Li Qiwei's age of only 20, and his profound understanding of physics.
Would such a student need to cheat?
Professor Keith felt it was ridiculous, as if he had been part of a farce.
If it weren't for Li Qiwei himself, he would have exploded long ago.
While they were acting, he could have read more papers.
Coincidentally, the latest issue of Nature magazine was arriving today, and he wanted to see what new breakthroughs it contained.
If Li Qiwei had heard Professor Keith's inner thoughts, he would have only lamented.
"My answer isn't philosophy, but true science, the truth. If you could listen and research it, perhaps your name would be in the history books of physics in the future. Unfortunately, Professor Keith missed out."
At this point, a dramatic turn of events finally occurred.
Although everyone except Sanders and Bellam did not hear Professor Keith's question, they could tell from his expression that Li Qiwei had won.
He had truly fulfilled his boast and answered Professor Keith's question.
Now, no one believed that Li Qiwei would cheat.
For a genius like him, cheating would probably be slower than writing it himself.
Sanders, although he didn't understand Professor Keith's question, being from the humanities, let out a sigh of relief.
From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to see it proven that Li Qiwei had cheated.
Meanwhile, Bellam's face turned pale, and beads of sweat subtly appeared on his forehead.
At this moment, he no longer had his previous arrogance and high-spirited demeanor.
Instead, his legs trembled, and he didn't dare to look at Sanders, fearing that the latter would suspect him.
Sanders' face was expressionless as he said calmly, "Bruce Li, I apologize to you. This was just an accident."
"Perhaps this crumpled note was used by a careless student for review before the exam and was accidentally lost."
Li Qiwei did not respond. Sanders continued, "Alright, let's go. We shouldn't disturb everyone's exam."
With that, he left the classroom with Professor Keith and Bellam.
Everyone's eyes turned to Li Qiwei in unison. He had once again displayed extraordinary wisdom, shocking everyone.
Miles was now so ashamed that he couldn't even look in Li Qiwei's direction.
He could only curse inwardly, "Damn Bellam, you idiot."
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