novelraw Chapter 29 was definitely intentional.
Chapter 29 was definitely intentional.
That very morning, when Su Hao didn't even touch the scratch paper and directly recited the answer to that absurd problem in his mind, the entire classroom fell into a deathly silence.
All the top scorers and prodigies from various provinces, including Pan Xun, felt as if their brains had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.
Of course, Lin Shuwan is not included.
Not long after, she became the second person to provide the answer and calculation process.
The rest of the people, including Pan Xun himself, all lost their rhythm.
They frantically scribbled on the paper, sweating profusely, wasting a lot of time and not even getting to the point of understanding the correct approach to the problem!
An unprecedented sense of intense frustration surged into Pan Xun's heart like a rising tide.
"It's okay, it's alright."
Pan Xun took a deep breath and forced his heartbeat to calm down.
He's only been working hard for a year.
If he really gets serious, given time, he will definitely be able to surpass this kid!
By then, today's humiliation will be nothing more than a memory of praising before criticizing in the biographies of future geniuses!
Just as Pan Xun's fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes, and his gaze became sharp as a knife.
Su Hao suddenly climbed off the bed and rummaged through his schoolbag for a long time.
Then, like a hamster, it took out something and walked towards him.
"I have something delicious, would you like to try some?"
What was handed over was a shiny, rustic-looking orange persimmon.
Pan Xun's burning fighting spirit instantly caught in his throat, almost causing him to suffer internal injuries.
He stared intently at Su Hao's guileless face.
"Dried persimmons?"
"Hehe, these were picked and dried by my parents!"
They specially wrapped it up for me in three layers so I could take it to my dorm and share it with everyone!
Su Hao's face was full of pride.
He held the persimmon cakes in both hands, looking solemn, as if he were handing over something extremely precious.
Pan Xun remembered clearly that when this kid solved the final question in a flash that morning, he had never shown such a genuine expression of pride.
"Uh...oh! Okay. Thank you."
Pan Xun forced an extremely awkward smile, stiffly took the persimmon cake with his fingers, and took a perfunctory bite.
He thought the persimmons would be hard, but they were much softer and moister than he had imagined.
Take a bite, and the rich, pure sweetness instantly spreads across your tongue.
"...It's quite delicious."
"Right?"
Su Hao took a big bite of the persimmon cake, squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and revealed an expression of happiness as if he possessed the whole world.
"I especially love eating this; my mom has been making it for me since I was little."
Pan Xun chewed silently, his expression becoming complicated.
"We are clearly mortal enemies vying for a spot. Doesn't he have even the most basic sense of vigilance towards his competitors?"
Never mind, it's his problem anyway, it has nothing to do with me.
Pan Xun turned around, took a deep breath, and began to tidy his desk.
wow-
Unzipping the suitcase revealed it was crammed full of past IMO exam questions.
These are all tough nuts to crack, starting today.
"I've made up my mind."
Pan Xun secretly vowed to give it his all during this winter camp, putting in the greatest effort he had ever made in his life!
.......
The winter camp schedule was very simple, but it was so oppressive that it was suffocating.
We get up early in the morning and do some simple morning exercises in the biting cold wind, then everyone eats breakfast together in the cafeteria.
In the morning, I listened to three hours of intensive math theory lectures, and after lunch, the entire afternoon was a suffocating exam period.
After dinner, it was time for another long, grueling period of individual study.
Under immense pressure, every genius had dark circles under their eyes and looked as haggard as if they had just crawled out of their grave.
Except for one person.
rustling.
Pan Xun was working on his problems in his bedroom, his eyes so dry they ached.
He would occasionally glance at Su Hao at the next table with hostility.
"What book is this kid reading?"
Like the other students, Su Hao kept holding his books even after returning to his room.
But Pan Xun was absolutely certain that he was not looking at any particular year's set of past exam questions.
He would sometimes grin foolishly, sometimes scratch his head in distress, and scribble strings of formulas in his notebook.
Pan Xun initially thought he was solving some earth-shattering ultimate problem, but when he looked closer...
The book was covered in colorful pencil marks! There was even a little flower drawn on it?!
This doesn't look like someone preparing for the Mathematical Olympiad at all!
It's more like reading a children's picture book!
However, what drove Pan Xun crazy the most was that this guy who looked at "picture books" every day seemed to have an omniscient and omnipotent cheat code in class, knowing everything!
Those topological lemmas that baffle other geniuses seem as simple as 1+1 to him.
Even during the grueling afternoon exams, they always emerged victorious with overwhelming force!
Those arrogant professors who had met Su Hao looked at him with the same affection they would show their own son!
Although no one said it outright, Pan Xun was more sensitive to this "favoritism" than anyone else.
This is because it is precisely because of his IQ of 155 that he has received "special favor" from his teachers since childhood!
Now, that attention has been stolen!
He became the mentally challenged child whom the teacher disliked!
Snapped.
Su Hao closed the notebook and took out another book from his bag.
This time, Pan Xun clearly saw the title on the cover.
[Nils Henrik Abel: A Biography]
What a joke...
At this critical juncture of life and death, while everyone else is frantically working through practice problems, he's actually reading biographies of mathematical giants?!
Is this a sarcastic remark?
This is absolutely intentional, a blatant mockery of all of us!!
Pan Xun's breathing became erratic, and he felt a wave of dizziness.
He suddenly remembered how he used to stay up all night playing games with his friends, yet still manage to get first place in the whole school the next day, and how he used the Versailles-like tone to mock those bookworms.
Who would have thought that karma would turn out this way, and that no one could escape its consequences!
A surge of anger, mixed with humiliation and resentment, suddenly rose from my chest.
"I, Pan Xun, am not the kind of fool who lets others look down on me!"
However, if I were to utter these angry words now, I would only appear as a clown in a fit of impotent rage, making me even more pathetic.
Seemingly noticing Pan Xun's slightly heavy breathing and displeased expression, Su Hao paused in turning the pages of his book and glanced at him.
Then, he slowly unzipped the bag and took something out of it.
"Would you like some peanuts? These are grown in our own garden!"
My mom specially cooked a big pot of it so I could eat it as a snack while I studied.
Su Hao stretched out his hands, his palms full of plump peanuts.
Under the bright halo of light, no matter how Pan Xun scrutinized him, that face was filled with pure goodwill.
Because he himself used to do things like secretly showing off and subtly flaunting his abilities, he believed he saw it all clearly!
This is definitely the most advanced psychological warfare tactic!
He decided to test the waters head-on.
Let's use the most brutal and difficult questions to tear away this veneer of hypocrisy!
"Su Hao, can you explain this to me? I don't quite understand it."