Super God-Level Top Student

The School of Mathematics' freshman basic mathematics class's nearly despair-inducing exam season had at last ended, not perfectly but at least it had ended.

For the teachers, the good news was that no child had a complete breakdown and started crying in the examination hall. The bad news was that over half of the students in the basic mathematics class had already begun to inquire about transferring to a different major for their sophomore year.

This was a privilege unique to the basic mathematics class.

In their sophomore year, if they felt that pure mathematics was not suitable for them, they could choose to transfer to other majors such as financial mathematics, information and computing, or statistics.

Thanks to this year's final exam questions, students from other majors within the School of Mathematics had come to fully respect what the students in the basic class were learning.

In summary, the charm of the goddess of mathematics had greatly diminished in the eyes of countless students at Xilin University of Technology because of this exam.

Fortunately, this wave of discouragement was somewhat expected.

After all, it's actually very easy to simply make mathematics questions more difficult. The real challenge is to manage the difficulty well enough so that most people can reach the passing standard while filtering out outstanding students with mathematical talents and thought processes.

But this time, the lecturers and professors had specifically held a meeting with the request to make the questions as difficult as possible.

It was expected that the results wouldn't be good, which was the norm.

However, transferring majors was limited.

The school's various resource allocations had a surplus, but they also only supported a certain degree of mobility.

It was naturally impossible for the basic mathematics class to lose half of its students all at once.

The good thing was that the professors did not need to deal with the psychological counseling of these children.

In the end, all the pressure fell on Liu Hao, the counselor, who actually hadn't done anything.

For this counselor, the feelings he experienced were truly indescribable.

In the end, he could only individually visit each dorm room to express his care and concern.

He listened to the students' thoughts and opinions and then managed to retain a number of students who were in the middle range of grades in the class.

Regrettably, no one considered whether Liu Hao might develop various psychological issues as a result.

...

Unlike the gloomy atmosphere in the basic mathematics class, the small team of Group Wisdom was in a state of extreme excitement.

After more than twenty days of hard work, it seemed they had reached the time of harvest.

Tan Jingrong was the first to notice the difference.

That day, he specifically called his mentor over in the evening, after Qiao Ze, Su Mucheng, and Chen Yiwen had left, and Li Jiangao moved in with a bunch of daily necessities.

It was quite good.

In the three-bedroom apartment, besides the master bedroom used for work, there were two other bedrooms, which were just right for two people, one room per person.

This was something Tan Jingrong had never expected; that he, as a graduate student, could end up living just across the door from his mentor.

But actually, this was quite good. At least it gave Tan Jingrong a lot of peace of mind, and he no longer worried constantly.

After all, with his mentor there, his hopes of staying in the research group were much greater.

He had hardly dared to reply to Zuo Jie's messages these days.

A few days ago, Zuo Jie had flaunted a photo of dining in a high-end restaurant and asked him with a slightly mocking tone what he had been busy with in the research group lately, also kindly inquiring whether earning two thousand a month was tiring.

Tan Jingrong really didn't know how to respond.

What could he say?

The work was indeed tiring.

After all, other people were still busy with other things, while he was the only one staying in the research group.

In that sense, a stipend of two thousand a month really didn't seem like much.

But if this project were to be discovered in the future, having worked on it would probably allow him to dine in that high-end restaurant every day, ordering different dishes each time without repeats.

Not to mention the possibility of being listed as the second author in a paper published in a world-class journal.

Eventually, he could only respond vaguely with "everything's fine," which dodged the direct question.

And in return, he received a laughing picture from Zuo Jie.

Seeing that picture did make Tan Jingrong feel a lot better.

That was quite good; everyone had got what they wanted.

He had gained the future, while Zuo Jie had secured an easy-going graduate life.

That should count as a win-win situation, right?

...

Li Jiangao had far less complex thoughts than Tan Jingrong.

Not to mention he was kept in the dark about the interactions between students.

What mattered most was that everything Li Jiangao did was above reproach.

The opportunity to assist Qiao Ze in his research was equally offered to his two students, who were still selecting their topics, and both had the chance to join the research group.

To come or not to come was a personal choice.

As for his reason for joining the research group, it was because Qiao Ze told him that he was ready to start writing a paper.

Li Jiangao wanted to see how Qiao Ze wrote his paper, and on the other hand, Qiao Ze hoped he could offer guidance.

It wasn't about advising on how to write a paper.

It was about letting Qiao Ze know where in the proof process it was best not to gloss over with the word "obviously."

Thus, the research group was effectively at full capacity.

Apart from attending exams, Qiao Ze was almost always in the research group.

After finishing the paper, he would discuss with Li Jiangao what needed to be supplemented.

Then, following Li Jiangao's advice, he removed more than a dozen "obviously" and added the proof processes and validation data.

Of course, when the two of them discussed these matters, other people in the research group typically could not get a word in.

But everyone had their own tasks to do.

For instance, Su Mucheng took on the role of quartermaster quite well.

She directed Chen Yiwen to bring food every day for the three people immersed in the research group, making sure the menu varied daily with care.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

She also helped with Tan Jingrong's responsibilities, managing data, finding bugs, testing... until on the afternoon of June 29th, after all the exams for the first-year second semester at the School of Mathematics were complete, the research group held a special meeting.