Genius of the Rules-Style System

Chapter 315: Chapter 213: What to Do with a Mathematics Master Sitting Downstairs?_3

Most people can’t reach that level.

Hu Zhibin only remembered the first and most important sentence, "First, divide the numerator and denominator by one-third of x cubed." He lowered his head, clicked the mouse, and checked the detailed process of the answer. It was indeed substituting x cubed as he remembered.

Zhao Yi had just said one-third of x cubed.

That was the difference.

Hu Zhibin followed Zhao Yi’s calculation and found that it had one less step. He was amazed and widened his eyes in surprise.

Although the problem wasn’t difficult, being able to solve it so quickly and more simply than the given answer was certainly remarkable.

"This student is a genius! Why on earth did he enroll in the Biology Department?"

"Could it be that his score wasn’t high enough and he was transferred to the Biology Department?"

"Also, why does his voice sound familiar? It’s like I’ve heard it somewhere before."

With doubts, Hu Zhibin looked up and asked, "What’s your name, student?"

"Zhao Yi." ƒгeewebnovёl.com

"What?"

"Zhao Yi."

The other students in the class couldn’t help but laugh, "Teacher Hu, he’s Zhao Yi! You mentioned him at the very beginning."

"That’s right, you should know Zhao Yi!"

"You even debated with him... "

"... "

Hu Zhibin was a bit stunned. He quickly rushed over, took a closer look, and it really was Zhao Yi. His face turned red with embarrassment and he hurriedly asked, "Zhao Yi, when did you get here?"

"Sorry, I think I was about five minutes late."

"Five minutes..."

Hu Zhibin carefully recalled and was sure that the debate happened after those five minutes.

So...

Zhao Yi heard everything?

Hu Zhibin’s face turned beet red with embarrassment. He didn’t know what to do for a moment, so he quickly invited Zhao Yi to the podium, "Zhao Yi, why don’t you come up and teach? You know much more than I do. As an international award winner, you can definitely benefit the students!"

"I can’t, I can’t."

"I really can’t!"

Zhao Yi hurriedly declined, as he was just here to listen to the lecture and had no intention of taking the teacher’s job.

The two couldn’t keep arguing.

Hu Zhibin, with tears in his eyes, returned to the podium, continuing to explain the following math problems. He hoped he could forget about Zhao Yi, but everything felt awkward once he stood on the podium.

There was a math guru sitting in his class!

That was an award-winning guru on the international stage, rumored to possibly win the next Fields Medal, and is already one of the world’s top mathematicians.

How could he continue teaching?

Hu Zhibin started to miss the time when he didn’t know Zhao Yi was sitting in his class and could teach with a normal state of mind. Now, he wished that Zhao Yi could continue to sleep.

But Zhao Yi didn’t sleep anymore.

Zhao Yi felt that continuing to sleep would be disrespectful to the teacher. No matter how simple the practice problems were, at the very least he should pretend to listen carefully.

Then Hu Zhibin became even more gloomy.

Luckily, there wasn’t much time left before the class ended. After insisting on explaining two more problems, Hu Zhibin finally announced the end of the class with a long sigh.

"Zhao Yi, wait a moment before you leave."

Seeing Zhao Yi about to leave with the other students, Hu Zhibin quickly stopped him. He even turned away other students who wanted to ask questions, telling them that he’d explain the problems during the practice class. freewēbnoveℓ.com

When only the two of them were left in the classroom, Hu Zhibin looked at Zhao Yi with a complex expression and hesitantly said, "Zhao Yi, I remember that there’s no math in your schedule, right? You don’t need to come to class anymore. At the end of the semester, I’ll give you full marks directly."

Zhao Yi quickly shook his head and sincerely said, "Teacher Hu, whether I pass the course or not doesn’t matter. I think the learning process is important. Your class is helpful to me, and I can learn something from it. I’m sorry for affecting your teaching, but I still want to continue attending the class."

"But..."

Hu Zhibin didn’t know whether Zhao Yi was telling the truth, but the thought of having a math guru sitting in the class in the future made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Zhao Yi continued, "Teacher Hu, just treat me as an ordinary student. I’m also a freshman. Don’t treat me differently, and I’ll definitely listen carefully during class."

Zhao Yi’s sincere expression made it difficult for Hu Zhibin to refuse. He opened his mouth to speak several times, but couldn’t say anything.

In the end, he could only agree tearfully.

After Zhao Yi left, Hu Zhibin tidied up his things and tried to console himself, "He said my class was helpful to him..."

"Yes, helpful."

"Helpful."

"If I can help a future Fields Medal winner, being a little embarrassed is nothing."

That being said, he was still quite depressed!