The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

But he is a very famous young genius.

Although he only finished fifth in the individual competition, he did not win four games against Cheng Yanbai.

But the teachers from the Mathematical Olympiad Organizing Committee commented on Tu Wenji.

Everyone thinks that what he lacks now is only time and experience.

There is no doubt about the super process Yanbai and others.

Tu Wenji stood at the edge of the table with his hands behind his back, his face wearing gold-rimmed glasses showing the strong pride unique to a young man.

"Ye Yumeng, where is your pen?"

Before the game even started, Tu Wenji's face turned ugly.

Ye Yumeng was stunned for a moment.

She was still worried about Gu Weimian's health.

I was a little out of sorts for a while.

Cheng Yanbai on the side took his pen and put it directly in front of Ye Yumeng.

Ye Yumeng picked it up and subconsciously looked at the table in front of Cheng Yanbai.

I was afraid that I would occupy Cheng Yanbai's pen.

Her pen was in her bag, and it wouldn't take much time to bend down to pick it up.

Fortunately, Cheng Yanbai prepared more than one pen.

Before she could figure it out.

Tu Wenji had already spoken,

"Ye Yumeng, there are still ten seconds left before the game starts. Why are you still looking around? Don't you know you have to warm up first?"

Ye Yumeng was reprimanded twice in a row.

Still in public, in front of all the students in the training camp, his face turned red for a moment.

She pursed her lips,

"sorry."

Tu Wenji waved his hand casually,

“There’s time to say sorry, so it’s better to prepare.

This time, before Ye Yumeng could speak again, he had already shouted start.

"Wu Dongli, your mental arithmetic ability is second only to mine. You and I will do the math model together, and you will be responsible for the calculations."

"Cheng Yanbai, you are responsible for all basic data analysis and handing out valid data to others."

"Ye Yumeng, you are in charge of the algebra part."

"And Shu Yizheng, your ability is the weakest. You are responsible for selecting and drawing graphics, as well as checking calculations and collecting information."

After he finished speaking, he got the team competition paper.

He started building mathematical models.

During the establishment process, he needed data support from Cheng Yanbai and Ye Yumeng.

Try building a model.

However……

fail.

fail……

Failed again...

Tu Wenji frowned.

"Ye Yumeng, is there something wrong with the data you provided?!"

Ye Yumeng's face flushed fiercely, and she who had just calmed down immediately became confused again.

She had to recalculate the previous results.

However, the calculated results this time were completely different from the last time.

Ye Yumeng felt something was wrong.

Tu Wenji started to urge her again,

"Is there any result? Hurry up, we're stuck here!"

His voice is not quiet.

The invigilator looked over frequently, his eyes crossing Ye Yumeng's face again and again.

Ye Yumeng's lips tightened and sweat broke out on her forehead.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The time given for the team competition is also two and a half hours.

However, two hours passed...

The mathematical model of the group numbered A that Cheng Yanbai and others belong to has not yet been built...

People in other groups have already started writing answers on their papers.

Because the process is complex and the amount of calculation is huge.

The final process of transcribing answers also takes a lot of time.

Tu Wenji frowned tightly.

Just in time, Ye Yumeng figured out the third answer.

It is a completely different result from the previous two.

Tu Wenji glanced at Ye Yumeng speechlessly.

"No."

Ye Yumeng: Weimian, come quickly, I can’t hold this scene any longer! (stomps feet, stomps feet)