Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 602: Answering Questions

Chapter 602: Chapter 602: Answering Questions

Shen Xuan’s expression was somewhat stiff. She remembered when Yun Yue first arrived at Lan City High School, with sallow skin and a ruffian air about her from the countryside, unrefined and uncultured.

But gradually, her skin improved, and she became an honor student in the eyes of the teachers, the school beauty adored and worshipped by the boys, overshadowing her own presence.

Later on, she became the disciple of the Vice President of the Piano Association. She had thought Yun Yue could no longer compare to herself, yet suddenly, she became the chief disciple of the President of the Painting Association, then the Vice President of the Calligraphy Association, and heir to the Ji Family...

Each of her identities far outstripped her own. How could she compare to that?

Now, she couldn’t even guess on what basis Yun Yue sat on the jury panel with a globally renowned professor.

She feared she might go mad with envy!

The fame and status she sought were easily reachable for Yun Yue and even beneath her concern.

Thinking back, Yun Yue wasn’t arrogant without reason; she had the capital to be so.

Whether in studies or other aspects, everyone else seemed like mere fireflies in her presence, unable to compete with the bright moon.

"She’s called Yun Yue. You’d get more details if you looked into her yourself, Princess," Shen Xuan’s expression worsened, unwilling to recount all of Yun Yue’s glorious achievements.

"Yun Yue?" Luo Taxin noted the name quietly, admiringly said, "This lady must be very impressive. That’s Professor Ferwin next to her, the president of Jing University, laughing and talking with her."

"Ferwin? Are you talking about that Professor Ferwin whose single paper could shake the academic world?" Shen Xuan gasped, unable to believe it.

Even the president of Jing University might not meet Professor Ferwin. What right did Yun Yue have?

"There’s no doubt about it, though I’ve only had the fortune to meet Professor Ferwin once, I would never mistake him," Luo Taxin was now even more interested in Yun Yue.

Of course, Shen Xuan knew her words were true; she simply dared not believe them.

"It looks like it’s starting."

The competition hall quieted down, with a piano placed at the center. Ruan Yingtong, dressed in a suit, slowly walked out from backstage.

Her demeanor was very dignified and composed, seated at the piano, and as her fingers danced across the keys, enchanting melodies leapt into the listeners’ ears.

The rhythm was light and joyful, intoxicating the audience. The tense competitors gradually relaxed their hearts after hearing the piece.

As the piece concluded, everyone was immersed in her music, savoring it endlessly.

The most significant trait of Ruan Yingtong’s music was its emotionality; those who heard her play, whether they understood the piano or not, were drawn into it.

Yun Yue gently clapped to the beat, noting her improvement.

It wasn’t until she bowed and picked up the microphone that intense applause broke out.

Fluent and melodious English reached everyone’s ears.

"Thank you very much for the invitation from the International Piano Association to perform the opening piece for the Jing University International Mathematical Competition. My name is Ruan Yingtong, from Z Country, and I’m also delighted to be here witnessing the competition among global talents as an audience member."

"Shen Xuan, Shen Xuan, this lady is also so beautiful, and I really loved her piano playing— even better than you, I like her," Luo Taxin couldn’t contain her excitement and wanted to rush over and meet Ruan Yingtong immediately.

Shen Xuan looked even more upset.

She hadn’t expected that Ruan Yingtong would be invited to play.

Could she already be performing at international events?

Her appearance gave Shen Xuan an uneasy premonition, feeling that this trip to Jing Country might turn out to be a complete failure.

The competition began, and teams from over a hundred countries worldwide started answering.

There was only one sheet of paper for the test, but indeed, two people were answering it.

The examination lasted for three hours, and the test paper had 24 pages, filled with questions that even typical university students couldn’t understand.

Lin Xuanze and Gu Yue exchanged a glance, their understanding long established without needing much verbal communication, and they collaboratively began tackling the questions.

With so many questions, it was impossible for one person alone to finish.

Thus, the two of them had to work together, starting with the multiple-choice questions, Lin Xuanze handling the odd-numbered, and Gu Yue the even-numbered.

Despite having only tutored for half a month, like she said, the knowledge was completely sufficient for the majority of the questions.

Additionally, since high school, she had intentionally trained their mental calculation, so they both worked through the problems very quickly.

However, the others present were also not bad, with basically every group progressing at a similar pace.

Yun Yue sat in the center, observing that the two had no issues and started to patrol the surroundings, not detecting any abnormalities so far.

Hopefully, things were going smoothly for him.

As they moved to the latter part, their pace visibly slowed down but they didn’t rush and continued calculating slowly.

The people at the venue waited for three hours, not daring to make a sound that might disturb them.

It was only when the papers were collected that they began to discuss.

"Oh my god, although I’m not a contestant, I don’t know why I felt even more nervous than them," a woman from Da University touched her heart, which was still thumping rapidly.

"It’s also uncertain who will be the champion this time; Mr. Yun has won year after year. Why isn’t he competing this year?"

"Champion to the point of fatigue, he doesn’t need another trophy. Perhaps he wanted to give others a chance."

...

The people around were buzzing with discussion, and even if Mr. Yun wasn’t competing, he was still a focal point of attention.

After the papers were collected, all contestants sat on their chairs motionless, each breathing a sigh of relief as if freed from a heavy burden.

Gu Yue frowned and said, "Give me ten more minutes, I definitely could have solved that problem..."

Unfortunately, they were just short by that little bit.

"Don’t worry, we’ll get points for the steps, and both of us performed exceptionally well. I’ve roughly estimated that the entire paper totals 1000 points, and barring any surprises, we should be able to score seven to eight hundred points. There’s another quick-response competition tomorrow; as long as we don’t fall too far behind, we should still be able to achieve a decent ranking," Lin Xuanze comforted him.

It was their first time participating in such a competition, representing Jing University and Country Z, where pressure and fame coexisted.

If they could secure a top-ranking position, their future careers would be promising.

The next day.

The contestants all stood in the middle of the venue, each in front of an answering instrument, required to answer correctly within the allotted time.

This was an extreme test of mental strength and cognitive speed.

Each question allowed only thirty seconds, neither incorrect nor unanswered questions scored points, while correct answers scored accordingly.

The two focused intently on the screen, without the aid of pen and paper, because half a minute was all they had to read, think, and compute the moment the question appeared—there was no time to calculate.

"A."

Both spoke in unison without a moment’s hesitation, choosing A.

Subsequently, both were in sync, even if their answers differed, they didn’t argue but chose what they believed was correct.

The test was of the team’s understanding, and clearly, some teams argued due to differing opinions, leading to frequent mistakes in subsequent questions.