The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

He took the answer paper and started writing quickly.

While writing, calculate this part of Ye Yumeng.

In such a short time, no matter how fast he calculated, it was impossible to calculate Ye Yumeng's part at once, let alone establish a mathematical model in a fuzzy state of data.

The whole process was arduous.

His eyes were calm and he wrote quickly on the paper.

He was forced to count more than twenty steps.

By the time he reached more than thirty steps, there were only five minutes left, and he had to skip Ye Yumeng's answer in many of the steps.

It wasn't until the end of the game that he raised his head from the desk.

…

Next, it’s time to wait for the results of the game.

All the invigilators lowered their heads to mark the papers.

The atmosphere in Cheng Yanbai's team was solemn.

Ye Yumeng's hands clenched tightly.

In twenty minutes, all papers were reviewed.

Ye Yumeng looked nervously at the coach who was about to announce the results of the team competition.

Still from back to front.

There are 4 groups in total.

"Fourth place, Group D."

The members of Group D slumped their shoulders in despair.

Other group members remained nervous.

The coach continues to sign up,

"Third place, Group A."

As soon as this ranking came out, the entire training ground was very quiet for a while.

Group A is the group where Cheng Yanbai and others belong.

The number of each group, A, B, C, D, is to a certain extent based on the results of the group members.

Unexpectedly, this time, Group A only finished third.

Compared with the second place in the past few times, we have moved back one place...

If you go further back, you will be at the bottom.

This is the last test before the international competition.

If you want to go back further, it is in international competitions.

The coach's brows were furrowed, and he looked at the faces of the members of Group A with heavy worry.

How can you participate in international leagues with such results?

It is normal for the Chinese team not to win a prize, but if they lose too badly, they will really become a laughing stock!

"What's wrong with you?" The coach asked the members of Group A in a low voice, barely holding back.

Tu Wenji immediately focused his attention on Ye Yumeng, with a look of impatience on his face.

“There was a link that kept going wrong, causing huge deviations in the results.”

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Ye Yumeng's eyes turned red.

She lowered her head, not daring to let others see her tears.

Tu Wenji, however, had no sympathy for the beauty at all. He looked straight at Ye Yumeng.

"This time it is indeed your problem. Am I wrong?"

Ye Yumeng clenched her hands tightly and shook her head slowly.

"It was my fault."

Tu Wenji sneered and looked at the coach speechlessly.

"When I encounter a problem, I don't know how to solve it. I just cry."

His face was full of disdain, "The professional level is not good, and the psychological quality is even worse. Is such a person really suitable to participate in the international league?"

Ye Yumeng's heart tightened and she looked at the coach.

There was some hesitation on the coach's face.

He turned to look at the invigilators behind him.

Several teachers frowned tightly and exchanged glances.

Ye Yumeng's heart sank.

Will he even be deprived of his qualifications to participate?

She clasped her hands tightly.

Regarding this competition, this International Mathematical Olympiad League where she represents China, she is both frightened and full of expectations.