Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 290: No one can punish Sister Lan! [2 updates]

Chapter 290: No one can punish Sister Lan! [2 updates]

Sometimes, not being able to answer a question in a competition isn’t because of not knowing how, but rather due to insufficient time.

With the capabilities of Lu Shuyun, as long as he could get the questions in advance, he would definitely be able to solve them and score full marks.

"Children, I just spoke with your dear principal," the Physics Group Leader said seriously, "and he was incredibly excited. After you return to school, he will reward you greatly. If you ask him to dance in front of the entire school during the flag-raising ceremony on Monday, that wouldn’t be a problem at all!"

He Jiaojiao voiced her doubt, "Did the principal really say that?"

"Of course," the Physics Group Leader declared confidently, "all of you have made it to the finals. What’s the big deal about him dancing? You may not know, but the principal was quite the tango dancer in his youth."

Having successfully set up the principal, the Physics Group Leader hummed a tune and went off to book a restaurant.

He Jiaojiao took out her notebook, seizing all the time she could to review key points.

"I..." Su Xubai hesitated, then called out to Ye Wanlan, "I have a few questions, could I—"

"Ding-dong, ding-dong!"

The ringing of a cellphone interrupted him.

Su Xubai’s expression froze for a moment, then he withdrew his hand.

Ye Wanlan stood up and walked out while pulling out her phone, "Hello?"

"Ah Lan, I have already received your good news," Professor Yuwen was on the other end, "Congratulations on making it to the final round."

Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow, "You’re quite well-informed?"

"Of course, I had colleagues boasting to me about it, how could I not know? Ah Lan, it’s too bad I’ve had to travel to the Global Center on business recently and can’t be there in person to witness your excellence in the competition," Professor Yuwen sighed, "But I believe, with your level of physics, this is all no trouble for you."

Ye Wanlan: "Thank you for your praise."

"Hey, this really isn’t just flattery, it’s the truth," said Professor Yuwen, "if you’re willing, I could take you straight to the Global Center to attend a forum. Why bother with this physics competition? Those two little prodigies from Yunjing are impressive, but they still fall short compared to you."

He had met Zheng Yuyuan and Lu Shuyun before; both were cast from the same mold of arrogance and pride, unwilling to discuss problems with others.

Such attitudes do not go far in the study of physics.

Because once they encounter a setback, they are very likely to fall flat and not recover.

"I always keep my promises," Ye Wanlan said with a slight smile, "I’ll have plenty of opportunities to go to the Global Center with you in the future. When that time comes, I really will need your guidance."

"Good, no problem, that’s great!" Professor Yuwen was excited, "I have to go to the International Strategic Studies Institute tomorrow. Rumor has it they’ve developed a new weapon, and I was invited to see what new invention it is. If it’s available for purchase, I’ll definitely have to find a way to get one for us."

Ye Wanlan was thoughtful.

She opened her messaging app and saw many unread messages in the chat group.

[Crazy Scientist]: Family!

[Crazy Scientist]: [Red Packet]

[Ghostbuster Bro]: Did you strike it rich? To send such a large red packet? Spill it, did you rob a bank or what?

[World’s Richest]: ?

[Ghostbuster Bro]: Rich Sister, I swear I’m not talking about your bank. Who would dare to rob your place? If there really is someone, I’ll be the first to chop him down!

[Crazy Scientist]: After three straight months of overtime, it’s finally done! Of course, I have to send a red packet to celebrate.

[World’s Richest]: Oh, I received an invitation from the International Strategic Studies Institute. It seems your unit has successfully developed a new weapon.

[Cultural Person]: Every time your unit succeeds in developing a new weapon, you invite Rich Sister over to buy your junk.

[Crazy Scientist]: What nonsense are you talking about? I’ll have you know the new weapon isn’t just targeting Earth.

[Ghostbuster Bro]: What now? Are you planning an assault on Mars?

Ye Wanlan finished reading the group messages and then closed the chat box.

The International Strategic Studies Institute had been working on developing more powerful weapons lately, following the appointment of a new leader last year.

The leader said, as technology develops, what if a real interstellar struggle like those seen in the movies erupts in the future?

Therefore, the institute needed to research even more advanced weaponry.

This directive, once given, led to the researchers within the institute complaining incessantly.

But considering the substantial overtime bonuses, they all chose to endure silently.

Ye Wanlan put her phone back into her pocket, and without paying attention to Su Xubai, who had stopped mid-sentence, she left the discussion room.

"Xubai?" Xue Yiwei began, with a bit of a sarcastic tone, "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing," Su Xubai averted his gaze and shook his head, "Let’s go."

"I have something to do, need to go home for a bit," Xue Yiwei strived to suppress her curling lips, "I’ll come find you guys later."

**

Meanwhile, in the discussion room of Yunjing No.1 Middle School.

Amidst the silence, Lu Shuyun was indeed restless.

He knew Zheng Yuyuan’s strength all too well, having battled with him several times, with neither able to claim victory over the other.

But who could have expected that Zheng Yuyuan would fall to Ye Wanlan!

At the moment, Lu Shuyun was in a state of complete disarray, knowing that completing four contest problems in one hour was definitely not Ye Wanlan’s limit.

He always scored full marks on exams, which showed that the exam’s difficulty level had not reached his limit either.

If the final was a showdown with Zheng Yuyuan, Lu Shuyun would not be so panicked, because he could figure out Zheng Yuyuan’s foundation.

But Ye Wanlan’s performance in these few knockout matches was just enough to finish answering the questions in time, which meant he had no idea of her true strength.

What’s the scariest thing?

The unknown.

Some people are fast at solving problems, and some have a high accuracy rate.

But Ye Wanlan seemed to be a hexagon warrior, not lacking in any aspect.

"Shuyun," the team leader from Yunjing No.1 Middle School broke the silence, "do you have confidence in winning this afternoon’s match?"

If it had been before, he couldn’t believe there would come a day when he would ask such a question.

At this moment, Lu Shuyun had none of the arrogance and pride he had previously shown when facing Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School, mocking Lin Wenli and Lin Qin’s team.

He seemed somewhat lost, with a trace of fear and tension, and finally said something a genius would never say, "No."

This answer was within the expectations of the team leader.

He had watched the match between Ye Wanlan and Zheng Yuyuan, where Ye Wanlan continued to answer questions for an hour without stopping her pen.

But her speed wasn’t fast, which meant the questions were not difficult for her, she was very comfortable.

However, in the first knockout round, she finished in just over a dozen seconds the questions her team member had answered halfway.

This girl’s strength certainly hadn’t been fully demonstrated, not even fifty percent!

Yunjing No.1 Middle School had met their match!

The team leader sighed lightly, "Well, there’s nothing much I can say, just perform as usual and don’t put too much pressure on yourselves."

On hearing this, Lu Shuyun’s face turned red.

If he lost, how could he show his face?

But he also couldn’t figure out how he could win.

"I’m going out for some air." Lu Shuyun abruptly stood up and rushed out of the room.

He leaned on the balcony railing, taking deep breaths, but he just couldn’t calm down.

How on earth could he secure victory in the final?

"Student Lu, is that you?" Someone called out to him from behind.

Lu Shuyun frowned and turned around, "Who are you?"

"I’m from Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School’s team." Xue Yiwei gave a faint smile, "I want to make a deal with you."

Lu Shuyun might be young, but he had seen quite a lot, and he was wary, "What’s the matter? What, you can’t wait to come and brag to me before you’ve won the match?"

"Of course not." Xue Yiwei’s expression was cold, "I was also a contestant, but I was kicked off the field by Ye Wanlan under the guise of personal vengeance. I don’t want to see her win."

Lu Shuyun remained silent.

"This is today’s bonus question." Xue Yiwei pulled out a piece of paper, "As long as you don’t let Ye Wanlan win, I’ll help you get even bigger benefits."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Lu Shuyun still took the paper, "You’re also from Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School, aren’t you afraid of affecting the school’s honor by doing this?"

"School honor?" Xue Yiwei let out a cold laugh, "Do you think I care about that?"

All she wanted was for Ye Wanlan to lose, nothing else mattered to her!

**

At two-thirty in the afternoon, the auditorium’s seats were empty.

The number of seats at the judges’ table had also been increased from four to ten.

This final round, Yunjing University had invited two professors from Shenzhou University to serve as judges.

Ten minutes later, the teams from Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School and Yunjing No.1 Middle School met at the entrance.

"Ye Wanlan, I recognize your strength after you defeated Zheng Yuyuan," Lu Shuyun, now lively again, said, "Shall we make a bet? You set the stakes."

"No need," Ye Wanlan’s tone was indifferent, "apologize to my little brother and sister, and make it public."

"No problem," Lu Shuyun agreed readily, "but if you lose, I will have to think about what you’ll do for me."

He Jiaojiao scoffed, "So confident in betting with Wanlan, what, are you sure you will win?"

Lu Shuyun smiled and said nothing.

"I already know the question you guys are going to ask," a girl on his team raised her chin a bit arrogantly, "It’s just Quantum Mechanics, right? These topics are nothing for our Xiao Lu."

He Jiaojiao’s expression changed, "How did you know?!"

Could it be that someone had leaked the question?

If someone had leaked it, then Yunjing No.1 Middle School would definitely score full marks on the bonus question.

With that, the upcoming match was filled with uncertainty.

"Why talk so much with them?" Lu Shuyun was somewhat dissatisfied that the girl had let slip so early, "It’s time to begin."

The girl murmured, "What’s there to be afraid of? They don’t have time to come up with a new question now anyway."

"Wanlan, there’s trouble!" He Jiaojiao quickly caught up with Ye Wanlan, anxiously saying, "Yunjing No.1 Middle School knows the question we are going to ask. It must be Xue Yiwei’s doing, no one else has any reason to!"

Ye Wanlan’s tone was cool, "I know, so we won’t use that question."

Having studied physics for hundreds of years, didn’t she know how to make a question?