Data Doesn't Lie

"Does any student want to answer this question?" In math class, the teacher scanned the students and began asking questions. Seeing only Link raise his hand, he pointed at Link and smiled slightly, "Link, you tell us."

"Okay, this question needs to be analyzed from the perspective of function equations and graph properties..."

In the United States, students are encouraged to show their strengths; there's no concept of being humble or hiding one's abilities. This is because a significant portion of the college entrance exam score comes from daily performance, and classroom participation is directly reflected in the teacher's grading.

As he spoke, Link looked at the students below. Except for a few in the front row who were listening, most students were absentmindedly busy with their own things. However, to his surprise, he noticed that Lena, who was sitting in the corner, was also staring at the podium.

This made Link a little curious, but he didn't think too much about it and continued speaking. It wasn't until the bell rang for the end of class and the teacher announced dismissal that the students quickly left. Link was packing his books when Lena took the initiative to come over to say hello.

"Hello, Lena, is there something you need?"

"What do you think of my outfit today?"

Link looked her over, especially when she leaned slightly forward, that hint of snow-white made his gaze linger for a moment. "Very good, very beautiful."

"As long as you like it. Also, I have a bolder outfit at home. How about I change into it for you to see after school?"

Understanding that she was sending a signal, Link didn't refuse. Although Link had spent most of his energy on various studies and training in the past two years, it didn't mean he was a vegetarian.

Especially with the convenience of being close by, upon noticing Lena's increasingly excellent figure, Link naturally wouldn't remain indifferent. With a little effort, everything happened naturally.

Of course, Link and the other party were simply in a 'tutoring' relationship, mutually satisfying each other's thirst for knowledge exploration. Lena and Link were not truly boyfriend and girlfriend.

In fact, Lena also had a boyfriend, who was the school bully Tommy, who had appeared before.

After the experience, Link felt the beauty of exploring knowledge together, but he wasn't addicted.

The improvement of his attribute panel was his biggest motivation. He had become increasingly engrossed in it recently. In fact, because he had a stable energy output, his restless body and mind had found balance, and he had unconsciously stopped attending the parties he occasionally went to before.

However, when they were tutoring together, Link didn't mind Lena finding ways to make the process more exciting. Therefore, he said, "I'm looking forward to it."

"Great!" Receiving a positive answer, the smile on Lena's face grew even wider.

After Lena left, Link continued his daily school routine.

"Link, Coach George is looking for you!" In gym class, Coach Danny said to Link, who was training, and then added, "If he still wants to recruit you..."

"Don't worry, Coach. I told you, I can watch football, but playing is out."

"Alright, go ahead!" Coach Danny nodded in satisfaction, patting Link's shoulder. After all, Link was the ace of his baseball team. With Link joining, the baseball team's performance had improved significantly.

"Hello, Coach George."

"Hello, Link." Coach George, with a thoughtful expression, asked Link, "When I was watching the Texas A&M University Team game yesterday, Sheldon and I had a discussion about punting. According to him, game tactics can actually be adjusted through calculation.

I heard that you are also using calculations to improve your winning percentage based on opponents' swing or pitching habits. What do you think about me listening to Sheldon and adjusting the team's tactics?"

"I do use mathematical methods to improve the success rate of my swings and pitches, but the difficulty of what I do is much lower than what Sheldon does.

After all, I only need to calculate the situations of a limited number of opponents, while adjusting the entire team requires calculating all the players on both sides.

However, I believe Sheldon's mathematical ability is sufficient to accomplish this. If we adjust tactics based on his calculations, it can indeed increase the chances of winning."

"Great, thank you, Link. You've helped me a lot. Feel free to visit our home sometime. Not just Sheldon, but Little George and Missy also like you very much."

"Of course, I will visit if I have time."

After school in the afternoon, Lena's mother still picked them up to go home. When they arrived at Lena's room, her mother arranged for drinks to be brought and then left. Link, as usual, first helped Lena finish her homework.

He had just drawn a parabola in his notebook when Lena came out of the cloakroom in a change of clothes. She was wearing only a thin little tank top and a super short skirt.

Lena came over and sat down next to Link, reaching out her hand towards him.

"I haven't finished writing yet?!" Link was startled, but Lena's eyes quickly showed a look of surprise: "But it seems it can't wait!"

With a slight raise of his eyebrow, Link said nothing more.

American girls' boldness and initiative were unimaginable, especially since Lena was also the carnivorous type...

"This is more than just a little stronger than Tommy's..."

"Tommy?" Link said confidently, "Do you think he can compare with me? Perhaps in the future, when you collect more data, you will find that no one can surpass me.

I hope your house has good soundproofing, otherwise, the penetrating power of the sounds you make later will be heard clearly by Mrs. Dent!"

"That's not necessarily true. Mom should be doing her health exercises on the first floor now, and she usually turns the TV volume up very high."

"Believe me, according to calculations, the maximum decibel a human can produce is about 120, and as long as it exceeds 100 decibels, the sound will be louder than a train rumbling. According to the law of sound attenuation, Mrs. Dent will hear it clearly."

"Really? Then perhaps we can make a bet!"

"You will definitely lose, because scientific data doesn't lie."

"Then let me experience it."

"Of course, you will feel it well!"

"Bring it on, I'm ready!"