Chapter 116: I knew these problems back in my second year of high school

She no longer used her old phone number, and she no longer cared about anything related to Haishi or Shen Zhaozhao's social dynamics. She had kept that number at the beginning just because she wondered if, after they returned from the Maldives with Shen Zhaozhao, they would think of her even for a second—where she had gone, and why she wasn't at home?

Even after coming to Wuchuan for so long, she had always hoped that their love would one day have some left over from Shen Zhaozhao, and then they would share some with her.

She had never felt full-hearted liking or wholehearted partiality; these feelings always felt too luxurious for her.

Except for her grandmother, no one had ever treated her like this, and Xie Qin had given her everything she wanted.

Shen Li had also thought about telling Xie Qin about the things she didn't want to mention.

But even if she told him, besides creating some unnecessary problems for him, it seemed like she couldn't do anything else.

She didn't want Xie Qin's money and didn't want to get anything from him.

She took her medicine and sat under the bed, napping for a while. She didn't know how long she had slept in a daze when the phone on the table rang.

Looking at the familiar caller, her brain hadn't recovered from the clarity yet, and she held it to her ear to answer.

Yang Zhou: "Are you free to come over? There's a small quiz here that you need to come and take."

Shen Li responded to him softly: "Okay, I'm coming over now."

After the short call hung up, the sleepiness hadn't decreased at all. There was always a string stretched tight in her brain, making her feel very sleepy yet very clear-headed. Except for her head, her other limbs didn't seem to be her own.

She stood up without much strength, carrying her bag, and was just about to leave.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in from the balcony, which hadn't been closed. A folded white paper on Zhao Zhouyuan's desk was blown off. Just as she bent down to pick it up, the dormitory door opened. It was Zhao Zhouyuan returning. The two made eye contact. Seeing the paper in her hand, her expression was urgently nervous, and she stepped forward to snatch it from her hand: "Who told you to touch my things?"

Shen Li didn't understand why she had such a big reaction. She explained: "It was blown to the ground by the wind; I just wanted to help you pick it up."

Except for that period when school started, she seemed to have great hostility toward her, which had continued until now. Shen Li didn't know what she had done to her.

"I don't need your fake kindness." Zhao Zhouyuan crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

Shen Li didn't pay too much attention to this affecting her and left the dormitory, closing the door softly.

Xianxing Education Institution.

Because of Shen Li, Yang Zhou had returned to work. This was the condition for her to participate in the mathematics competition in the name of the Xianxing Institution. Also because of her, Yang Zhou's salary had increased by two thousand yuan compared to usual, and he didn't have to lead a class. His daily task was to do what he was supposed to do on the day of the exam and successfully send her to participate in the competition.

Some teachers at the mathematics institution questioned Shen Li's ability, feeling that the reason she could finish the problems in such a short time every time was that someone inside had deliberately leaked the answers to her.

That was why they thought of this quiz.

Other students representing the institution in the competition had already finished the quiz, but she still had classes, so they didn't force her to do it together.

Seeing her arrive, wearing a hoodie, looking listless, with her hands in her pockets, it was as if she hadn't woken up yet, or she had just fallen asleep when he called her over.

This call was also to prove her ability in front of other training teachers; otherwise, he wouldn't have disturbed her rest during the school lunch break.

Afraid she would have emotions, Yang Zhou coaxed her: "... I didn't want to disturb you either, but there are a few newly transferred teachers who want to meet you. Don't feel too much pressure, just perform as usual."

"For you, you can finish writing in less than an hour."

Shen Li lowered her eyes, her expression faint, showing not too much emotion, but she still responded: "Okay."

Yang Zhou took her to a twelve-person classroom. There was only her as a student, and the other five were teachers training for this mathematics competition. These five were the most authoritative and top-tier gold-medal lecturers at the Xianxing Education Institution, and their teaching level was not inferior to teachers from the Qingbei Mathematics Department.

Shen Li ignored the gazes that fell on her. After she sat down in the middle of the first row, Yang Zhou, afraid she would be nervous, personally took the test paper and pen for her.

She steadied her mind, looked at the questions, and only after a few seconds did she start writing. She was surrounded by the institution's teachers.

Whispered conversations came from above her head.

"The problem-solving speed is quite fast."

"Her formula and problem-solving steps can indeed be done this way."

"Chengde University has such a student?"

Shen Li's lips curled into a faint arc, and the movement of her hand writing the problems slowed down.

Yang Zhou, watching from the side, pulled his hair and gasped. These people were higher in rank than him, so he didn't dare to interrupt randomly. Finally, he couldn't bear it and hurriedly drove them away: "Teachers, that's enough. Let her answer the questions properly."

Only then did they react and quiet down for a while.

For the two-and-a-half-hour quiz, Shen Li finished writing in less than an hour and a half.

"I'm done."

Such a fast speed surprised the others.

"Not going to check it again?"

Shen Li shook her head without much energy and didn't speak.

The tutor of the mathematics group took her paper and started grading it. Shen Li hung her head, waiting for the result to come out.

Ten minutes later.

One by one, amazed and incredible gazes all looked at her.

Full marks!

It was actually full marks!

This was the only student in the Xianxing Education Institution who could get all the questions right in the shortest time!

Seeing the score, Yang Zhou clenched his fists excitedly and punched the air. She had brought him so much honor; such a seedling couldn't be found in the entire Wuchuan University.

He had simply picked up a treasure.

Then he pretended to be calm and stepped forward: "Thank you for coming. There's still some time, hurry back to class."

Shen Li nodded. She hadn't slept enough. If she were clear-headed, she could have written even faster. She stood up from her seat, put on her bag, and when she walked to the classroom door, she suddenly stopped and said to them in a very light tone: "I knew these problems back in my second year of high school; they aren't as hard as the third-year national exam preliminary round."

After dropping this sentence, she left without looking back, not caring at all what their expressions were.

Yang Zhou sent her to the door, still afraid she was unhappy, and explained once: "I promise you this is an exception. This kind of thing will absolutely not happen again next time."

Shen Li: "It's okay."

The glass sliding door opened. Just as Shen Li walked out, she met a familiar figure at the door. Their eyes looked at each other, and the air was quiet for a few seconds... ===== CHAPTER 117 =====