Chapter 35

At 8 p. m., in the Qingbei Daxue livestream, as soon as the livestream started, over 100,000 people flooded in instantly.

Su Chen sat down in the room at the exact center of the room, appearing somewhat lonely, he raised his hand, smiled, and greeted the camera, then waited quietly.

On the far left of the livestream was a woman about thirty years old, her curly hair casually draped over her shoulders; although her looks were merely above average, she exuded an indescribable intellectual beauty.

On the right sat a professor in his forties or fifties, wearing round-rimmed glasses.

His hair was like weeds, black and white unevenly scattered across his forehead, looking somewhat comical, yet the wisdom flashing in his eyes made people dare not feel contempt.

The moment the livestream audience saw the two, they exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh my god, that's Qin Bing'er."

"That's Professor Wang Zifeng; he became a professor at Qingbei Daxue at the age of twenty-six, and at thirty-one he won the Fields Prize......"

Someone began to give popular science explanations in the livestream.

"Who is that woman? She sounds really impressive."

Seeing many similar questions, the science popularizer started explaining again.

"Bro, you must have come from 2023. Qin Bing'er, a Doctor of Qingbei Daxue, now twenty-nine years old, a genius in the Foreign Languages Department, currently an Assistant Professor at Qingbei Daxue, a Postdoctoral researcher at the Yanjing National Teaching Research Center, who just last year received the Damo Institute's Qingcheng Award......"

"Bing'er, my goddess, hehehe......"

Su Chen boredly glanced at the livestream's barrage; although the screen was far away, for a cultivator like Su Chen it wasn't a big deal.

About ten minutes later, the two finally finished greeting the livestream audience and began to formally introduce the purpose of this livestream.

"This time, to respond to everyone's doubts today, Professor Wang and I will livestream the proctoring of Su Chen."

As she spoke, Qin Bing'er looked at Professor Wang Zifeng with a smile.

"Yes, to avoid cheating, we have four subjects—science and foreign languages—and we have prepared four sets of exam papers, which will be selected for the test according to the livestream audience's wishes."

Professor Wang Zifeng pushed up his glasses, a hint of a smile appearing on his somewhat comical face.

Qin Bing'er then said: "This livestream will also be an all-around, no-blind-spot broadcast for everyone."

As soon as she finished speaking, the livestream screen split into fifteen completely different sections, each corresponding to a different scene.

Among them, the important parts are close-ups of Su Chen's desk, ears, and face; besides that, there are also the surrounding scenes, the table holding the sealed exam papers, and so on.

After the four options A, B, C, D appeared in the livestream, the ten-minute voting began again.

Su Chen's mouth twitched, he closed his eyes directly, and began to cultivate.

Ten minutes later, the voting results finally appeared: paper B won with over 70,000 votes.

However, it wasn't over yet; it seemed they also needed to vote on the exam subjects.

Su Chen's mouth twitched as he listened, and he directly interrupted them.

"Two teachers, I have something to say." Su Chen raised his hand like an elementary school student.

This scene made the livestream audience laugh.

"Haha, Su Chen looks like a student."

"Yeah, earlier he looked like a kindergarten kid sitting there."

"Look closely, Su Chen is actually quite handsome."

Hearing Su Chen's words, both of them turned to look at him.

Professor Wang Zifeng adjusted his glasses and asked doubtfully: "Su Chen, what's the matter?"

Su Chen respectfully said: "Teacher, there's no need to vote on today's exam subjects; I want to finish all the exams today."

Upon hearing this, Qin Bing'er's delicate brows furrowed slightly,

and she spoke with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Su Chen, it's already past eight; do you want us to keep you company until tomorrow morning?"

According to their estimate, adding the time to revise the papers on site, they would finish no earlier than around eleven, so Su Chen's remark naturally made him a bit displeased.

Not only her, but the livestream audience's impression of Su Chen plummeted instantly, with most people starting to blame him.

Professor Wang Zifeng, meanwhile, seemed thoughtful, giving Su Chen a deep look.

Su Chen continued: "Professor Qin, you've misunderstood; I can finish all subjects within two hours, and while you're grading, I'll simultaneously complete the other papers."

As soon as Su Chen finished speaking, the livestream audience erupted in an uproar.

Because, according to Su Chen's claim, he would need to finish a set of papers in half an hour, and these papers are the special recruitment exams used by Qingbei Daxue.

In their view, this is utterly impossible.

Even the small portion of the audience that had been defending Su Chen began to blame and even insult him en masse.

"This kid is really arrogant."

"Yeah, I actually liked him just a moment ago."

"He really thinks he's something big."

Su Chen watched as the insults in the livestream grew more severe, his face gradually turning cold.

He did this not to show off, but simply because he didn't want to waste time on this.

Upon hearing this, Qin Bing'er's face instantly showed displeasure; she was about to say something when Professor Wang Zifeng raised his head and interrupted her.

Professor Wang Zifeng's face also showed a hint of doubt, but his eyes held more surprise and anticipation.

He solemnly looked at Su Chen and said seriously: "Su Chen, are you serious?"

Seeing Su Chen nod, Professor Wang Zifeng gave a slight nod, then went to fetch the sealed four sets of different-subject papers, showed the audience they were sealed, took out one set, and handed it to Su Chen.

Su Chen no longer paid attention to the insults in the livestream, and began to focus on answering the questions.

For the science subjects, his grades had always been top-notch, and with his previous reviews, the exam before him was as simple as an adult looking at a first-grader's worksheet.

Su Chen quickly wrote answers on the paper; even calculations didn't need a few sheets of scratch paper in front of him, which became useless waste.

Meanwhile, the livestream audience's reaction became even more intense.

"He doesn't even look?"

"You must have memorized the answers in advance, right?"

"A conspiracy?"

"I didn't expect Qingbei to openly orchestrate a conspiracy."

"Truly disappointing for Huaguo's education—if Qingbei is like this, what about the other universities?"

……

Wang Zifeng watched Su Chen rapidly scribbling on the test paper, his eyes showing shock and anticipation, while Qin Bing'er beside him was already dumbfounded.

Both of them clearly saw the two characters "black curtain," and although displeased, they said nothing; they were the most informed.

As for Su Chen, they had given him no hints before, let alone the answers; they had only arranged a meeting place.

Wang Zifeng stood up, walked to Su Chen, and looked at his completed test paper. As he kept looking, he grew more shocked, because he found that Su Chen's answers had not shown any mistake so far.

Meanwhile, the live‑stream audience grew increasingly heated, with some even resorting to homophonic curses against Su Chen's ancestors.

Qin Bing'er felt a bit helpless, then suddenly she thought of something, glanced at Professor Wang Zifeng opposite her, and the two exchanged a smile, instantly forming a plan.