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In a classroom at ETH Zurich, the physics competition between Li Qi and Federico officially began.

The two sat on opposite sides of the room, answering questions alone. The others watched from the side, speaking softly, afraid of disturbing them.

Grossman whispered to Einstein, "Is your friend, Bruce, really capable?"

"These questions, even I don't have absolute confidence in, especially the last one. Anyone who hasn't read the paper wouldn't know."

Einstein forced a smile, not wanting to reveal Li Qi's identity yet. "Don't worry. If it were a math competition, I wouldn't dare guarantee it."

"But since it's physics, Bruce will definitely win. He's the most brilliant physicist I've ever seen."

Grossman was surprised. "Physicist? Isn't he an undergraduate? How did he become a scholar? Don't tell me Bruce is already a professor?"

Einstein chuckled. "Not a professor, he's an undergraduate at Cambridge University. As for why I call him a scholar, you'll understand after the competition."

Grossman immediately became curious. He knew his good friend Einstein, he must have had sufficient confidence.

Therefore, he became even more curious about Li Qi. Someone Einstein valued so highly couldn't be ordinary.

While the two were whispering and worrying about Li Qi, he himself was calm and composed on the stage, solving problems unhurriedly.

In contrast, Federico frowned, writing for a while and then stopping, sometimes holding his head with both hands as if deep in thought.

He secretly glanced at Li Qi and found that he wasn't nervous at all, even with a smile on his lips.

He immediately felt something was wrong. Were these questions that easy?

Absolutely impossible. Federico found them so difficult, there was no way anyone could do them effortlessly.

Thus, he stopped paying attention to Li Qi and continued calculating formulas on his draft paper.

The onlookers on the side also noticed something.

"Hey, look, it seems that Eastern guy is solving the problems faster. My God, is he smarter than Federico?"

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe he's bluffing, or using magic. I heard mysterious Eastern people can use dark magic."

"Nonsense. I think Federico just ran into a tough opponent. This guy might just be a stronger genius, giving the little bully a hard time."

"I know the last question. I heard it was published by a genius named Bruce Li. The other party seems to be a student too."

"Yeah, I can't imagine such a genius exists. If I could meet him, it would be worth studying physics. It's so damn hard."

"Sunshine beach, watching them answer questions actually gives me a surge of excitement. It's so invigorating!" After he finished speaking, everyone moved further away.

At this point, an hour and a half had passed, and the number of people in the classroom only increased, with more teachers and students drawn in.

A bead of sweat appeared on Federico's forehead, clearly indicating the immense pressure these three questions were putting on him.

He had only roughly solved the first question, partially solved the second, and for the third question, although he had read the paper, the mathematical techniques were a bit complex. Deriving them on the spot was beyond his capability.

Even so, he had answered more than half of the third question, so he wouldn't get a zero.

Although there was no time limit for the competition, being unable to answer meant not knowing, and more time would be useless.

Federico guessed that he had reached his limit.

At the same time, he understood that the physics he had learned was so simple because the professors had never given their all.

At this moment, he even felt fear. Was he going to lose?

So, he looked at Li Qi again, observing his progress.

This glance was astounding, almost scaring Federico out of his wits.

Li Qi was not answering questions at this moment. Instead, he was resting with his eyes closed, his answer sheet neatly placed on the table.

What was going on? Had he already finished everything and was waiting for him?

Federico's rhythm was completely disrupted. His mouth felt dry, and his hands even began to tremble.

Even the crowd was shocked by Li Qi's actions.

"Oh my God, what is that Eastern guy doing? Has he already solved all the problems?"

"Heavens, that's too awesome! Finishing the test early and then sleeping, waiting for Federico. He completely disregards him."

"Is that true? Less than two hours, and he could solve these three difficult physics problems?"

"Maybe he couldn't solve some of them and just gave up? Perhaps he thinks Federico can't solve them either?"

"Let's wait and see. Federico should be finishing soon, and then we'll know. I'm so excited."

"Sunshine beach, I'm almost there." The crowd moved even further away.

At this moment, Grossman was also shocked by Li Qi's actions. "Einstein, is Bruce usually this... this unconventional?"

He couldn't find the right word to describe Li Qi, only feeling that he was excessively arrogant.

Einstein smiled and said, "Perhaps this is Eastern etiquette or wisdom. At least Bruce never mocks others with words, does he?"

"Besides, these three questions are indeed too simple for him."

Grossman was instantly stunned. "Ah, what did you say? Too simple? Einstein, who exactly is your friend?"

Einstein smiled without answering.

Two hours quickly passed, and Federico finally chose to stop struggling. He was going to "submit his paper."

He refused to believe that the other party could actually solve all three problems correctly.

He might not necessarily lose.

The two faced off, glaring at each other, a nascent battle intent flaring in their eyes.

At this moment, some busybodies had already run off to find Professor Stern to evaluate their results.

After more than ten minutes, Stern walked over with a smile. "As expected, you're both physics prodigies. You two took much less time than I imagined."

A student in the crowd said, "No, Professor Stern, that Easterner finished half an hour ago and has been waiting for Federico."

"Oh?" Stern felt a hint of surprise and turned to look at Li Qiwei. "My estimate was at least three hours. I didn't expect you to be so fast?"

However, he was more familiar with Federico, so he decided to look at his answers first.

After carefully examining them for five minutes, while Federico waited anxiously, Stern gave the result. "Federico, the first question is completely correct, the second is 80% correct, and the third is 30% correct."

The crowd was clearly shocked by the answers. Such difficult problems, and Federico had answered more than two correctly. His strength was terrifying!

Then, Stern looked at Li Qiwei's paper, speaking as he read, "This Eastern classmate, the first question is completely correct, the second is completely correct, and the third question, huh? What's going on here?"

The onlookers were confused. The Easterner had answered two questions correctly. If he got just 10% on the last question, it would be a draw. Had something gone wrong?

"Professor Stern, what's the situation? What about the last question?" someone asked.

Stern's expression was strange as he scratched his head. Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "This Eastern classmate, what do you mean by your answer to the third question?"

As he spoke, he displayed Li Qiwei's answer to everyone.

At this point, everyone, including Grossman and Einstein, and even Federico, crowded around to see what was going on.

It turned out that for the third question, Li Qiwei had only written three Chinese characters: "Li Qiwei".

"What is this? Some kind of drawing? Or a symbol?"

"Could it be that he couldn't solve it and just doodled?" someone questioned.

Federico even burst out laughing, "Stupid Eastern boy, is this your trick? I almost fell for it."

Seeing this, Stern asked again, "This classmate, what do these three characters mean?"

Li Qiwei replied calmly, "My name!"