Chapter 112

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Seeing Chen Yi, Liu Xinyu's eyes brightened, and she said: "Professor Qiu, let's send the person to the hospital first, then discuss the failing grade issue."

Professor Qiu gave an "mm-hmm" and said: "He's definitely failing this course; the person, you can send to the hospital anytime, wherever you want."

A person who has grown old and cunning — this is the most difficult type to deal with.

Chen Yi's eyes rolled, and he said softly to Liu Xinyu: "You owe me a chance to solve trouble, remember? Let it be this trouble."

He felt that instead of troubling others later, it would be better to solve the problem once and for all.

Liu Xinyu gave a slightly coquettish "hmph" and said in a low voice: "Then it's settled like that."

Then, she raised her head and said: "Professor, Chen Yi being exempt from some courses was agreed by me. Because the department has policies in this aspect, and his self-study ability is quite strong; if you feel there's anything inappropriate, you can examine him on the spot."

"You..." Professor Qiu felt his prestige had been struck, and he came to hate the beauty before him as well.

But the policy she spoke of did seem to indeed exist, some rotten grains among the chaff.

The professor couldn't be bothered to wrangle, and casually pulled out a sheet of paper from his lesson plan, saying: "Whether self-study ability is strong or not, your word doesn't count; if you can solve this set of problems, it'll count as passing."

At the very top of the paper, prominently written: Applied Mathematics Department Class of '02 Exam Paper.

It was a sophomore mathematics major's exam questions.

Liu Xinyu, however, was not satisfied, and walked straight up to Professor Qiu, bending her snow-white, snow-white chest, and pulled out another test paper from his lesson plan — Graduate Year 1 Basic Mathematics Test.

She said lightly: "Let it be this one then."

Speaking, she handed the paper into Chen Yi's hands, her voice lingering as she said: "I believe a member of the Mensa Club should have no problem."

Testing Chen Yi again — this was the main reason Liu Xinyu stepped forward.

Now the whole classroom of students was watching; Chen Yi would inevitably find it hard to refuse.

"As long as this set of problems reaches 30 points, it counts as passing; if you can't reach it, then forget it." Liu Xinyu added a sentence, but behaved extremely arrogantly.

To see a person's ability, a full-score test paper is of no use.

And in her view, failing a single test would shrink its value by over 80%.

Chen Yi pondered silently.

Inside Mensa there are also lollipop-selling uncles, and their relationship with mathematics is truly not great.

During this boring period, he had indeed self-studied quite a bit of advanced mathematics content; that was preparation for Wall Street.

The current world financial market is fundamentally a casino plus a mathematics arena — mathematics determines 30%, capital determines 30%, luck determines 30%, experience determines 10%.

Finance major's advanced mathematics is relatively moderate. Students with energy to spare can prepare more for the future, while those lacking strength can give some up without affecting the overall situation. After all, not everyone can go to Wall Street — of course, finance students who learn mathematics poorly can roughly only go be civil servants in the government.

But even though he had used the Intelligence Scroll to finish learning 4 years of university advanced mathematics content in the previous period, there was still a huge gap from mathematics major graduate student level. On a 100-point paper, he might really only reach thirty to forty points.

Chen Yi was weighing which of the two troubles was more troublesome.

Liu Xinyu sighed lightly at the side: "You're already 18; at this age, many people have already graduated with doctorates; if you can't even reach 30 points, your genes probably can't be called excellent."

That flavor of contempt down to the bones permeated the entire classroom.

Even Professor Qiu on the podium listened dumbfounded, and couldn't help but cough twice.

Cai Huaqing thought the time had come to show himself, stood up proudly, and said: "Teacher Liu, Professor Qiu, I'd like to try too."

As one of the College Entrance Examination top scorers, his intelligence level might not necessarily have the terrifying value of 160, but 130-140 it surely had. To squeeze across the single-plank bridge, every examinee who could rank at the front was very hardworking, but only students with both talent and hard work could become the outstanding ones among them.

Being born stupid, don't blame heaven and others; blame only the failure in the crucial reincarnation scramble — luck is also part of strength. Marshal Tianpeng no matter how strong, still ended up falling into a pig's body.

In university, Cai Huaqing still continued the past three years' hardworking spirit; besides necessary Student Union and class activities, most of his time was used in studying.

He encouraged himself from beginning to end: I am not the most handsome, I am not the wealthiest, I am not the highest EQ, but I will definitely be the best at studying.

He believed that grades, even in the university that least values studying, are still the ultimate martial force for him to stand out.

Cai Huaqing, full of confidence, came before Chen Yi, Liu Xinyu, and Professor Qiu, and then said: "Let's both use scratch paper to write answers, how about that?"

He handed Chen Yi a sheet of scratch paper, to express friendliness.

"Begin." Liu Xinyu was still worried about delays and complications.

Cai Huaqing glanced at the test paper's header with slight surprise, but still calmed his mind and worked hard to calculate.

He had already finished reading most of the advanced mathematics that finance should understand, and felt reaching 30 points was still no problem. As for Chen Yi, in his view, a rich kid — where could he calm his mind to study and research for consecutive months?

If there isn't one's own hard work, there certainly isn't one's own excellence.

Cai Huaqing had this kind of confidence. He glanced at Chen Yi, and began writing the option on the first question.

"Start doing it." Liu Xinyu urged Chen Yi, and stood to the side, observing.

Chen Yi looked left and right, decisively closed his eyes, and continued sorting out his cellular energy.

The unhappiness of the disabled lies in losing the inherent part of human freedom, for example free walking.

If he recovers mobility, he can at least stand up and walk away.

Lin Yuan looked at him disappointedly and said: "I'll go see if the ambulance has arrived."

No one answered.

Chen Yi still kept his eyes closed.

Cai Huaqing, deep in thought, had no leisure to say any sarcastic words.

Professor Qiu took one look, then simply sat in the front-row chair, giving up on this class.

About 30 minutes later, Cai Huaqing finally completed 4 out of 8 questions, felt somewhat at ease, turned his head toward Chen Yi and said: "If you're like this, I'll have a feeling of winning without honor. Haha."

His two laughs were particularly strange.

Chen Yi opened his eyes, moved his right hand with difficulty, then looked at the test paper on the desk.

His head was filled with Source Energy; they lacked the effect of the Wisdom Scroll, yet could increase the brain's activity. Previously learned content now all appeared before his eyes.

Roughly enough to meet the needs of the first 5 questions.

This was already sufficient for him.

Chen Yi spent two minutes thinking, then in order wrote down the answers ABDDA, saying: "This should be enough for 30 points, right."

Cai Huaqing, who was working on the fifth question, hurriedly glanced at his own answers, then like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, shouted: "You copied my answers."

Chen Yi coolly faced the front, saying: "Instructor, I need to go to the hospital."

"Understood." Liu Xinyu casually stuffed the answer sheet to Professor Qiu, then unexpectedly bent down and picked Chen Yi up.

Chen Yi struggled wanting to resist, but did not succeed.

A group of students let out surprised cries.

Liu Xinyu pressed her massive twin peaks against Chen Yi's chest, walked outside, then said: "Student Chen Yi, congratulations on passing another of our tests."

"Hmph." Chen Yi tried his best to straighten his body, making the two people's movements not feel too disjointed.

He could clearly feel Liu Xinyu's chest pressing against him, that was softness carrying firmness, a hemispherical structure.

One thinks taking off clothes would also look very good.

In midsummer days, whether clothes are removed or not, pressing together would be very comfortable.

Liu Xinyu was still the dazzling center of everyone's attention, holding Chen Yi made her even more eye-catching.

She walked out of the classroom, not the slightest bit strained, saying: "You seem to have no surprise at all?"

"I have no interest in secret organizations and the like." Chen Yi knew more from Jin Douna.

"We are merely pursuing human development." Liu Xinyu explained very seriously: "You should be able to understand, no matter how many resources we give to a guy with IQ 90, he can never become Einstein, or even Einstein's assistant; but if we can give every guy with IQ 120 or 130 enough resources, then we will definitely get groups of scientists, engineers, politicians..."

"Or politicians." Chen Yi interrupted his words saying.

"Politicians also serve the public society." After Liu Xinyu explained in one sentence, she returned to the main topic again: "Our organization is not about depriving low IQ, or poor athletic ability, or defective people of resources; we are all very wealthy. You should be able to figure out, we all have genetically superior ancestors, and genetically superior ourselves, we have the ability to easily earn tens of millions, hundreds of millions in wealth; everything we do is in deciding on which people to tilt and sponsor the resources owned by ourselves and the organization. In other words, good genes are the prerequisite for obtaining extra allocation."

Chen Yi shifted his body, saying: "You want to allocate more resources to me? I fundamentally don't need them."

"Originally there was such consideration, but now, you have entered our field of vision." Liu Xinyu's arms were steady as Mount Tai, twin peaks heavy as a thousand catties.

Chen Yi slowly circulated Pocket Qi, saying: "If you put me down, we would communicate more easily."

Liu Xinyu shook her head; she even placed her hand on Chen Yi's neck, saying: "A very simple proposition, whether to accept our organization?"

"The information you give me is too little." Chen Yi spoke, slightly releasing some energy externally, to avoid accidentally being strangled to death.

"You will become my subordinate, become a formal member of the organization, not merely a person receiving sponsorship." Liu Xinyu finally stated her goal, but not all of it.

Chen Yi disdainfully glanced at the arm she thought was threatening, and actually sent Pocket Qi along his left ribs, transmitting it all the way to the towering chest pressing against him.

A wave of numbness instantly assaulted Liu Xinyu.

She froze for a moment, her gaze toward Chen Yi unconsciously turning into seductive silk-like eyes, yet her mouth still viciously said: "I know about Gold Source Company matters... I... know you did very... well in the United States, but you don't understand, in this world, there are countless people who are very excellent... extremely excellent..."

Chen Yi slightly increased a tiny bit of Pocket Qi.

Liu Xinyu's eyelids instantly reddened.

She blankly looked left, looked right, her thighs even secretly trembling.

At close range, Chen Yi whose eyes blazed like torches and was brimming with Source Energy, already discovered that under Liu Xinyu's short skirt, the black silk actually had a trickle of water flowing down.

"My car is over there." Chen Yi proposed a reasonable solution.

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