Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 890: King of Cars (13) Chapter 3

Chapter 890: King of Cars (13) Chapter 3

Ye Shaohua, in this world, was merely a graduate from a well-known domestic university.

Not even the top domestic university, and certainly not ranked overseas.

Bai Yue’s university only enrolled one student from within the country each year, so her statement was somewhat justifiable.

She had always been brimming with confidence. There was no doubt about the right answer to the problem, and it was not Ye Shaohua’s place to teach her.

However, she didn’t know that the person in front of her was no ordinary individual.

The atmosphere in the hall turned somewhat awkward.

The principal had finally persuaded Ye Shaohua, but he hadn’t expected Bai Yue to come and stir up trouble—he immediately stepped forward, wanting to say something.

But he was interrupted by Ye Shaohua, who wasn’t particularly angry; she simply beckoned Shen Yan with her finger, "Shen Yan, come here."

All the students in the lecture hall had left; it was empty.

Shen Yan had heard everything Bai Yue said. He used to really like Teacher Bai Yue and had even boycotted Ye Shaohua for her sake.

Even though he had not persisted and had started to like Teacher Ye Shaohua instead, it did not affect his admiration for Bai Yue.

After all, Bai Yue was not only a teacher but also a very skilled racing driver.

Now, hearing Bai Yue’s statement, Shen Yan’s brow furrowed tightly. He straightened his collar, stood up, and walked over to Ye Shaohua, "Teacher."

Ye Shaohua looked down, casually picked up a pen from the table, and handed it to Shen Yan, "Did you understand today’s lesson?"

"I did, you explained it very clearly." Shen Yan always had a good mind, especially since Ye Shaohua’s lecture almost revolved around one central theme for an hour and a half.

"Good, now write down these problems." Ye Shaohua took the 4A paper from Bai Yue’s hand and handed it to Shen Yan.

Shen Yan had actually already been through the process and written it down while Ye Shaohua was lecturing.

He still somewhat remembered the process, and without much additional calculation, he finished the three major problems in just fifteen minutes.

Each step was crystal clear.

Not just Bai Yue—but the other teachers who were watching—were stunned as they looked at Shen Yan.

How long had it been? Could it be that Shen Yan had always been a prodigy?

"Here is the answer, Teacher Bai. The problem isn’t unsolvable, nor is it a stunt to attract attention. If you had listened to any part of my lecture, you would have understood what I meant." After speaking, she said goodbye to the principal and the teachers nearby, then left the lecture hall.

When Shen Yan saw Ye Shaohua leaving, he immediately dropped the pen in his hand and strode after her.

After Ye Shaohua left, the others turned to Bai Yue. "Teacher Bai, about this... sigh."

The principal didn’t know what to say to Bai Yue and, after a sigh, followed Ye Shaohua.

The others had wanted to discuss the lecture with Ye Shaohua, who had intended to stay initially, but her departure was most likely because of Bai Yue.

They all looked at Bai Yue in tacit agreement.

Bai Yue was not accustomed to such reprimands. When she first came to the school, the principal had humbly asked her to teach Class 21.

But now, because of Ye Shaohua, she felt an injustice like never before and was very resentful.

In her indignation, she also felt a sting on her face; how could she have known that right after her statement of insolubility, Shen Yan had solved it in a flash? This was her first time encountering such an embarrassing situation.

She didn’t look at the other teachers, but she could imagine the words they would use to describe her.

Especially with Shen Yan’s solution process laid out on the table.

The process turned out to be surprisingly simple, lacking the complex formulas she expected, not even employing the Modell theorem she had been concerned about.

Bai Yue felt her face burning with embarrassment but was even more unwilling to accept it. She didn’t want to stay another second in this awkward hall and left immediately.

Then, she made a phone call to an old friend, "Did you get the information I asked for?"

Her friend didn’t expect Bai Yue to be so urgent but nonetheless sent the treasured information down without a second word, forwarding it to her email.

Bai Yue still had an opinion study class in the afternoon, but she was now completely out of the mood to teach; she went to the class and announced it would be a self-study session.

The students in the class immediately took out the blank paper Ye Shaohua had provided.

Bai Yue felt even more dejected, her determination to excel in her research flaring up.

She had not anticipated that a math teacher could go this far.

Back in the office, she downloaded the literature her old friend sent to her email, browsed through it all, and after gaining some direction, she began to write.

She couldn’t flawlessly write out the mathematical conjecture paper from her previous life.

Her old friend didn’t have the means to retrieve her entire paper yet.

However, this did not affect Bai Yue much; she couldn’t write it out, but she could still roughly recall the contents.

It was her outstanding graduation thesis from M University, which had also been reported in the newspapers, but it certainly didn’t exist domestically.

After roughly completing the abstract, she sat in front of her computer, downloaded several mathematics software programs, proposed conjectures, and created several sophisticated models.

The most crucial aspect in mathematics is modeling, and her models were indeed complex and research-worthy.

She began to tackle these challenging mathematical problems.

Finally, during the break of the second evening self-study session, Bai Yue felt an immense surprise and quickly saved her work before printing out the pages.

After binding them, she took the printed document to see the principal.