The Young Matriarch
Chapter 822: The Ancestors’ First Wave of Slapping Faces!

Chapter 822: Chapter 822: The Ancestors’ First Wave of Slapping Faces!

Bai Chuwei was personally appointed by the president as a professor at Imperial University, but she was also a student there, so the other teachers liked to call her "Junior Professor."

When all the students in the finance department’s exam room heard a voice, they immediately looked up toward the entrance.

As soon as Tong Qingyan saw Bai Chuwei arrive, her expression grew even uglier.

Sure enough, Bai Chuwei was here to sabotage her again!

She had indeed been stumped by the last question.

Upon seeing that the last major question was worth 15 points, Tong Qingyan wanted to cry, having no idea how to even begin tackling it.

Bai Chuwei glanced at the exam hall and strode inside.

The invigilating teacher looked at Bai Chuwei with a smile and in a hushed voice asked, "Did you finish your archaeology exam so quickly?"

You should know that humanities exams are different from science exams; science requires thinking and writing various formulas, while humanities require not only thinking but also writing a series of answers.

Not even halfway into the exam period, Bai Chuwei was already here?

Could she have completed all the final questions in archaeology?

The invigilating teacher, recalling the archaeology professors they had met in recent days who all looked worried when Bai Chuwei was mentioned, knew the situation was not good.

Her leaving the exam room so quickly probably meant she got many questions wrong.

There really is a wall between humanities and sciences!

The invigilating teacher lowered their voice, earnestly saying, "Junior Professor Bai, next semester you should probably transfer to a science and engineering major."

Almost everyone in China knew that the Immortal Teacher excelled in science and engineering, not in humanities!

Bai Chuwei just smiled without speaking.

As the end of the exam drew near, the students submitted their papers one by one, and Bai Chuwei helped the invigilating teacher organize the papers before leaving.

As soon as she left the exam room, the surrounding students began to discuss.

"My gosh, I knew that Professor Bai would set the last question—now I’m definitely doomed, I didn’t have a clue!"

"I managed to write down some thoughts, but I don’t know how many points I’ll get—it was really kind of hard."

"I don’t even care what the process is anymore, does anyone know what the answer to the last question is?"

"..."

Tong Qingyan, watching her classmates buzz with conversation, suddenly caught up to the departing Bai Chuwei and called out bravely, "Bai Chuwei, wait!"

Bai Chuwei was taken aback.

Tong Qingyan kept a safe distance from Bai Chuwei, watching her cautiously with an accusatory tone, "I know we have some issues between us, and you purposely set tough questions to trip me up, but you shouldn’t make it difficult for other students, right?"

"Isn’t what you’re doing a bit too much?"

Bai Chuwei couldn’t help but laugh. She hadn’t bothered with Tong Qingyan for several days since she returned from her retreat. Was this Heavenly Dao’s favored daughter seeking her out herself?

Bai Chuwei looked interested in the righteously indignant Tong Qingyan while catching glimpses of finance students walking by, occasionally glancing over at them.

All these little tricks, the old ancestors had seen countless of them over more than five thousand years.

Bai Chuwei said with a smile, "Firstly, the last major question is indeed within the college advanced mathematics scope and not beyond the syllabus."

"Secondly, someone in your class got the final answer right."

Hiding in the crowd, Su Qiuqiu felt a bit guilty on her face; she had gotten the answer right, but had no process to show for it!

Tong Qingyan’s face changed—someone got it right?

How was that possible?!

Just now, even the high mathematics class representative said they hadn’t gotten it right!

Unable to stand it any longer, a student couldn’t help but shout, "Tong Qingyan, I know you’ve had issues with the Immortal Teacher, but don’t blame your own failure on her."

"Right, I didn’t get it right either, but I’m not complaining that Bai Chuwei’s question was too difficult. It’s better to look for your own shortcomings!"

"And someone did get the answer!"

"..."

Tong Qingyan stood rigid, her face red with embarrassment.

Stamping her foot, she no longer wanted to stay and thought of Xu Xingchen, who said he would come to pick her up, so she quickly turned to go down the stairs.

Bai Chuwei leaned against the railing, her eyes catching sight of the figure of the young man downstairs, her lips curving into a smile.

Xu Xingchen was standing at the bottom of the teaching building, holding a phone, chatting with someone.

Bai Chuwei suddenly called out to Tong Qingyan, her voice tinged with a teasing laugh, "One last piece of advice for you—your Xu Xingchen has acknowledged quite a few ’fathers’ recently."

Tong Qingyan: "???"

What does that mean?

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