Top Student at Their Peak
Chapter 98 - 74 It’s Time to Unveil the Mystery_2

Chapter 98: Chapter 74 It’s Time to Unveil the Mystery_2

What a coincidence, isn’t it?

Maybe this is fate telling him that eventually, that man will be delivered to him so he can stomp on him a couple of times?

Now he’s really stuck, and there’s no way to let that man off the hook, since some things just have to go along with destiny.

He glanced at Qiao Xi sitting across from him and found that his dear mom had once again slipped into her usual daydreaming mode, so he stood up from the sofa and tiptoed into the room.

After finishing the older generation’s gossip, Qiao Yu decided to check his phone to see if Yu Wei and Yu Yongjun, the two Award of Excellence winners, were fighting in the WeChat group again.

Turned out they weren’t.

But the last message was sent by Yu Wei, and the other side suddenly stopped replying. This was rare.

Most of the time, it’s after Yu Yongjun sends a bunch of messages that he realizes Yu Wei hasn’t responded for ages.

This actually relates to their personalities.

Yu Wei, if he has something else to do, won’t say much in the group, living too much in his own world. Yu Yongjun always has to announce what he’s going to do whenever he leaves the group chat, but Qiao Yu thinks this guy’s words are half-truths.

The class group chat of Class Thirteen suddenly got lively, just in that short period, a bunch of people @ him in the group.

This class group is truly cold. Hardly anyone talks in the group throughout the week, mainly because no one wants to be the comic foil, everyone wants to be the main character.

So when all the main characters meet, it’s easy to see someone showing off and not like it.

Today was obviously an exception.

Everyone was talking about Qiao Yu.

"Damn, what’s up with that Little Alibaba Mathematics Competition? Today, when I was watching a video, it kept recommending Qiao Yu and our school to me like crazy."

"Who wouldn’t agree? Our school and Qiao Yu have already risen to the 7th place in the D Sound social hotspot rankings."

"@Yu Shulin quickly say something, explain to everyone what’s going on! It feels like our school’s status has gotten higher!"

"Does anyone have our class’s group photo? Damn, I can’t find mine, quickly give me one, I want to use it to show off. My classmate actually won a Gold Award!"

"Damn, I just checked, it says winning the award gets you 4 million! Qiao Yu hit the jackpot!"

"Really? 4 million? You can’t be lying!"

"If you don’t believe me, check it yourself! The news says Little Alibaba is offering 4 million yuan reward for the winners this year!"

"Damn, is it really true? @Yu Shulin, are you a millionaire now?! Stop playing dead, come out and treat us!"

...

Qiao Yu roughly skimmed through these chat records and was shocked by his dear classmates’ admirable reading comprehension skills! What would happen if this spread out?

He instantly started cursing in the group chat.

"Can you so-called smart people read the whole introduction? The 4 million reward is split among all participants! I’m not the only one who won a Gold Award! There are so many Gold, Silver, Bronze, and Appreciation Awards that need to share the prize! Millionaire? Can you use your brain a little?"

It’s not that Qiao Yu didn’t want to be polite, but with this bunch, he was afraid they genuinely wouldn’t understand without some swearing.

Sure enough, the group chat became even livelier as he replied.

"Damn, Qiao Yu, you’re fooling fools, aren’t you? The winning list is on D Sound, and you’re the only Gold Award winner. Even if it’s not 4 million, it must be 2 million!"

"Yeah, I saw the list too!"

"Stop explaining, Qiao Yu, you betrayed us. We agreed to go to vocational school together, but you sneaked out on top! Are you planning to apply to Huaqing?"

"Does Qiao Yu even need Huaqing? He’s already more awesome than Huaqing, isn’t he? Qiao Yu earning millions all at once, surely he’s going to a foreign school, right? @Yu Shulin"

...

Qiao Yu quickly ran to the official website and took several screenshots.

"FML! Can’t you use your precious little hands to check the complete list on the official website? Always D Sound this and D Sound that, D Sound only posts the eye-catching parts, got it? There are five categories in the competition, each with Gold, Silver, and Bronze Awards, understand? "

"A total of eighty-ninety people won awards! Dear big shots! Now take out your calculators, and calculate, if you divide 4 million by 88, what’s left? Each person only gets tens of thousands, understand? My damn Gold Award is only worth 30,000!"

...

"What? Only 30,000? Damn, got excited for nothing!"

"Exactly! Such a pity, I heard there were foreigners applying, I thought the prize would be really high! Little Alibaba is so stingy. I remember the Nobel Prize offers a million. Little Alibaba can’t even match the Nobel Prize."

"Are you guys all blinded by money? Didn’t you understand what’s truly amazing about Qiao Yu? He took down the foreigners! You guys don’t know MIT? That’s an awesome school in the United States, and it can’t even beat our class’s Qiao Yu."

"Exactly, don’t you see, this bunch of idiots, it’s not about the money! It’s about bringing honor to our country!"

"Damn, Zhou, who are you calling an idiot?!"

...

Qiao Yu decisively stopped looking at the class group chat.

Finally corrected the discussion that had gone off track, Qiao Yu also breathed a sigh of relief.

Showing off is of course very satisfying.

But if it’s in front of a bunch of pig teammates... forget it. To mix well in Class Thirteen’s group chat, you need to be tough enough to fight.

Qiao Yu somewhat regretted not joining Class One’s group chat back then.

Obviously, winning a Mathematics Competition Gold Award is the kind of thing you’d only get enough emotional value from in a collective like Class One.

But it doesn’t really matter, since he’s not familiar with people from Class One anyway.

Plus, he still has another quite important matter, one that he’s been planning for long.

So, after putting down his phone, Qiao Yu opened the Algebra and Number Theory small house on his computer, then clicked into the private message channel.

Before, he kept his identity hidden merely because he was afraid it would affect his Little Alibaba Mathematics Competition results. Now that the results are out, he can naturally reveal it.

Building some reputation in Huaxia’s Mathematics circle is still very useful for him, and of course not just to show off in front of classmates, but to have the priority choice of guidance.

Lan Jie had hinted more than once that in the academic field, having a reliable and amazing mentor is definitely half the battle won.

On a practical note, what others need to compete for, he can easily get if he has the strength; once he achieves results, no one dares covet it; the agreed prize money is also guaranteed not to be defaulted.

Simply put, wherever you are, before you take those big shots down, it’s important to ride on some big shot’s shoulders to take advantage.

After brainstorming for a moment, Qiao Yu started to reply with private messages to several quite impressive professors he revealed himself to.

He first chose Xue Song since they knew each other.

"Huh? Sorry, Professor Xue, it’s my first time playing this forum, didn’t even notice it could send and receive private messages, just logged in and found out, my bad! Well, no need for me to leave my contact info, right? You have it, I’m Qiao Yu."

Hmm, the second reply was to that professor claiming to be from Yanbei University, who also mentioned having a flexible slot.

"Hello, Professor Luo, uh... about the GPA, ranking, or whatever you mentioned, I don’t quite understand. I just graduated from middle school this year, starting high school in September, so thinking about grad school seems a bit early, right? By the way, I’m Qiao Yu from Star City Railway First Middle School, please forgive my previous bluntness."

Then the third, fourth...

For those schools whose names weren’t that famous, Qiao Yu didn’t reply.

No need to waste time on that.

Anyway, the message has been sent out, and Qiao Yu trusts that messages among professors are quite communicative. Once he’s replied to more than three, it’s only a matter of time before it spreads.

Not to mention, he could open a thread to give a unified reply...

Even though his previous thread is no longer pinned, he believes everyone still remembers his newbie ID.

"Dear bigwigs, this newbie is here to sincerely apologize to everyone!"