Free Web NovelChapter 33: Chapter 33: Come help with translation
Making over a hundred bucks during study break and unintentionally gossiping about Hu Lengleng’s secrets made it hard not to be happy.
As Zhao Yi laid in bed, he was still pondering, "Hu Lengleng is indeed experienced, having a boyfriend as early as the second year of junior high."
"She’s the epitome of puppy love!"
"I bet that guy really hurt her, didn’t he? Youth is full of countless pains. If not, why does ’Causality Law’... oh forget it, it’s a waste of energy!"
Close your eyes.
Think about it.
Quiet contemplation before sleep often brings a certain sense of loneliness...
No, wait!
It’s an inspiration!
Zhao Yi came up with a great idea.
He had been trying to strengthen his causal thinking ability, which is to habitually ’use no-consumption Causality Law’, rather than only use it when certain things happen or only when taking exams. He was aiming to use it in response to specific questions.
He thought of a way to exercise this.
As morning twilight hovered, students could already be seen scattered around the campus of Zhengyang No.13 Middle School.
Zhao Yi headed for the teaching building.
With his school bag slung over one shoulder and chewing gum in his mouth, he exuded a relaxed and casual vibe, most notably with the constant tossing of a coin in his hand.
"Heads!"
"Tails!"
"Tails!"
Zhao Yi casually tossed the coin without really looking, immediately calling out if it’s heads or tails.
This was his idea.
If using ’Causality Law’ normally, he would need to ask a question to determine the side the coin landed on. What he needed was to ’habitually use Causality Law’, and the reaction speed was important.
Throughout the process of tossing the coin, he increased the speed of questioning until the ’Causality Law’ matched his vision, knowing which side was up the instant the coin fell into his palm.
Toss it.
Toss it again!
Hu Tianyan happened to be at the doorway, and called out in an odd tone, "Isn’t that God Zhao!"
Every other time she came across Zhao Yi, Hu Tianyan would give him a cold glance and walk away as if she hadn’t noticed him.
This wasn’t just for Zhao Yi.
She treated all the boys in school with this attitude.
The events of yesterday left a deep impression on her. The pain of uncovering past scars was temporary, but the fact that she was from a single parent family was known to very few in school, and nobody knew about her dating in junior high.
She studied at Zhengyang Ninth Middle School.
With Ninth Middle School located in the south of the city and No.13 Middle School in the north, they were divided into two different districts, so No.13 Middle School had none of her junior high classmates.
So how did Zhao Yi know?
Hu Tianyan spent the whole night pondering upon it. Just like Sun Liang’s suspicion, she even doubted that Zhao Yi had a crush on her.
But, was it possible?
"Lin Xiaoqing and Zhao Linlin aren’t any worse than me, plus I heard he likes Sun Jiali."
Hu Tianyan was intrigued.
Seeing Zhao Yi again, she couldn’t help but blurt out a sarcastic comment.
God Zhao!
This nickname originated from a competition, where Zhao Yi answered all the questions correctly in the preliminaries.
Now in Hu Tianyan’s mouth, it could easily be associated with ’gods and demons’. freёweɓnovel.com
Zhao Yi glanced up and noticed Hu Tianyan’s hair. She hadn’t braided it or tied it up, but had left it loose on her shoulders. freeweɓnøvel.com
That was definitely against school rules in high school.
Zhao Yi’s heart stirred. He exclaimed in surprise, "Lengleng! Over-sleeping and not having enough time to do your hair, is that your daily style?"
Hu Tianyan froze.
Watching Zhao Yi walk away, she frustratingly pulled at her hair, "How does he know all this!"
...
Zhao Yi from class three can tell fortunes! And it’s incredibly accurate!
By the morning, the whole senior high knew about it.
The students present during the evening self-study in elite Class A repeatedly talked about the situation, including Zhao Yi guessing the number of Zhao Linlin’s pens, guessing the number of questions Lin Xiaoqing had guessed correctly, as well as some things about Hu Tianyan’s family circumstances.
Zhao Yi didn’t know how Hu Tianyan felt about it, but he himself was getting somewhat annoyed.
"I don’t tell fortunes!"
"What do you care whether I’m right or not!"
"You want a fortune? Sure, time is money, a hundred bucks per question!"
A hundred bucks, enough said.
’White, rich and beautiful’ girls like Hu Tianyan are rare after all. Most of the students are living a hard life with less than ten bucks to spend each day. Those who can pull out a hundred bucks would not waste it on asking questions.
"Money-crazed!"
Zhao Yi received such a critique, but at least things finally quieted down.
Back to studying.
Still fixated on function problems.
After finishing all the simple problems, he began wrestling with the harder ones—through the process of understanding each question, he also practised using the "Causality Law".
As he worked on more and more problems, he quickly found a pattern—
Using the "Causality Law" to solve function problems was like digging for gold with a shovel.
Purely reliant on luck!
Of course, it did serve some use. When Sun Liang was explaining things, Zhao Yi could follow along with his thought process and make use of the "Causality Law", which occasionally allowed him to outpace Sun Liang’s progress.
"Firstly, let’s analyze what this function can be transformed into..."
"sin²A?"
"We still have to consider the minimum value of x in this function..."
"It’s 1."
After Sun Liang spent an age calculating, the result came out to be the same as Zhao Yi’s answer. He immediately asked, not pleased, "Have you looked at the answer before asking me?"
"Nope."
"Then how do you know?"
"Gut feeling..."
Zhao Yi decided to talk less.
The "Causality Law" wasn’t just useful for solving math problems. Following along in class while the teacher explained things meant it was constantly in use.
"First, let’s analyze what forces are acting on the small ball, suspended by a spring and placed on an incline..."
"Four."
"Xiao Ming’s blood type is inherited from his parents, so his parents’ blood types are..."
"Three possible blood types."
"This is the chemical structure of an organic compound. First, let’s count how many carbon (C) atoms there are..."
"Thirteen."
"The first part of this question asks which quadrant the intersection of the parabola and the line is in..."
Niu Lianhua was in the middle of explaining a complex function problem involving parabolas, curves, and lines.
She called on Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi responded confidently, "The intersection is in the first quadrant."
"Correct, why?"
"(⊙o⊙)..."
Zhao Yi was a bit confused, having only just begun to analyze, but Niu Lianhua had already told him to sit down.
"This kind of question is sure to be the last one, and I don’t expect you to get everything correct. But for the small parts, if they can bring you extra points, you should grab them!"
"Can we rely on guesses in answering questions!?"
Niu Lianhua glared at Zhao Yi, "You can’t always count on your luck. Besides, even if you answered correctly, you will lose points without the process!"
"If I were marking, I wouldn’t even give you a single point!"
"You are in a science class, if you can’t pass maths, how are you going to get to university or do a bachelor’s degree?"
"Bla bla bla..."
Although Niu Lianhua was addressing the whole class, Zhao Yi couldn’t help but feel like she was singling him out.
So annoying!
The door suddenly knocked.
The grade director, Li Lisheng, was standing outside, "Teacher Niu, sorry for the interruption, can I see Zhao Yi for a minute?"
"Zhao Yi!"
Niu Lianhua waved her hand in annoyance.
Zhao Yi walked out the door with a puzzled look, only to hear Li Lisheng say with an odd expression, "Go to the principal’s office, someone is looking for you, and there’s a foreigner. Are you in trouble?"
"I don’t think so?"
With a perplexed look, Zhao Yi walked into the principal’s office.
In the office, two men were sitting on the sofa. One was dressed in a standard business suit, and the other was a casually dressed Caucasian.
"This is Zhao Yi!"
Principal Wang introduced him.
The white man immediately stood up, a warm smile on his face. He politely stretched out his hand, saying in English, "Zhao Yi, I can’t believe you are so young, still in high school."
"When I heard, I couldn’t help but exclaim ’My God, My God,’ sorry, forgive me!"
"Hello!"
"My name is Cavaleiro, I am the Vice President of the Technical Development Department at Apple Company."
Just as the middle-aged man in the suit was about to help Zhang Yi with the translation, Zhang Yi smoothly responded in English, "Hello, I’m Zhao Yi, a high school student at Zhengyang No.13 Middle School. I’m curious about why you’re looking for me."
The man in the suit closed his mouth.
Principal Wang immediately turned to Li Lisheng, his meaning clear, "You are the English teacher, come! Translate it..."
Li Lisheng suddenly perked up.
