Chapter 540: Chapter 320: The Mathematical Legacy of the Unlucky Ghost
On the podium.
Zhao Yi looks at the student roster in his hand, ready to take roll call just like any other teacher, going down the list calling out names. But when he looks up at the classroom, he realizes something is amiss.
There are way too many attendees!
"Particle Boundary Theory Overview" is a course that is open to only a hundred elective slots. Conducted in a large classroom at the School of Sciences that can hold two hundred people, there should ordinarily be many vacant seats. Yet, there are clearly more than a hundred people present, occupying more than two-thirds of the room at a cursory glance. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
[How many people are in the classroom right now?]
Using Causality Law to compare the limited seats with the number of people, he gets his answer immediately--
[Answer: 159 people.] freeweɓnøvel.com
"Just as I thought!"
"It seems a lot of students who didn’t register for the course came to listen as well..."
It’s not just students!
Quite a few professors from the School of Sciences, interested in Zhao Yi’s first class offering on Particle Boundary Theory, have spared the time to sit in as observers. They’re all sat at the back row or in inconspicuous corners, hard to spot if one isn’t looking carefully.
Zhao Yi doesn’t mind, having previously stated that anyone interested is welcome to attend his lectures. The more people interested in Particle Boundary Theory, the greater an indication of the success of his theory.
He lowers his gaze to the roster, deciding against roll call and opting to use Causality Law again--
[Who among the students on the roster is not present in the classroom?]
The answer appears instantly in his mind. Only Zhang Shicheng from the College of Business?
Zhao Yi looks up, calling out a name. "Zhang Shicheng? Are you here?"
"Present!"
A student in the middle section raises his hand.
"You’re here?"
Zhao Yi looks intrigued and uses Causality Law again--
[Is Zhang Shicheng in the classroom?]
[Answer: No.]
"Well then!"
Chuckling, Zhao Yi looks towards the middle section and points, asking, "Who answered just now?"
"Shush! Shush! Shush!"
Several heads in the vicinity turned. The student who had answered looked embarrassed as he shrank back, but finding no familiar faces, he stubbornly replied, "It was me, Teacher Zhao."
Zhao Yi, intrigued, descends from the podium. "Are you Zhang Shicheng?"
"Yeah... right!"
The student seems to have convinced himself, answering boldly with renewed courage.
"Alright, sit down."
Scanning the roster, Zhao Yi looked up with a smile, "Big Zhao!"
"... Present!"
A voice lacking in confidence comes from the same spot.
"Big Zhao!"
Zhao Yi calls out again, a smile in his eyes.
Everyone understands what just transpired, bursting into laughter. The classroom fills with a cheerful atmosphere, except for that one student, who answers again in a small voice and buries his face in his desk, apparently dreading the prospect of hearing his name called out again.
"Did you change your name again?"
Zhao Yi says with a grin, suddenly finding the joy of being a teacher, "Are you Zhang Shicheng or Big Zhao?"
The student’s face turns beet red as he answers, "Zhao... Big Zhao."
"Hmm."
Zhao Yi says, "You’re loyal, but this isn’t the place for that."
He doesn’t dwell on it and returns to the podium.
Ah, college students!
No matter which school or class, incidents of students answering for others during roll call are bound to occur, serving as an amusing part of college life.
In his previous life, he also did the same, not only answering for classmates but also having classmates answer for him.
So it happens. There’s no need to fuss over it too much. He’s not the ’college disciplinary committee’, what happens really isn’t his concern. He’s just a regular teacher.
With roll call over, Zhao Yi proceeds to the lecture.
The students in the audience, including the observers, are all quite taken aback. He only called two names?
And... he immediately singled out the one who is absent?
Is it a coincidence or something else?
Big Zhao sits down, wondering, "Does Zhao Yi know me? Impossible! Or does he know Zhang Shicheng?"
"Why did he call Zhang Shicheng first and immediately figured out I was covering for him? Are they so close... that he can even recognize the voice?"
"Zhang Shicheng never mentioned anything."
The others are equally astonished. However, a student figures out the reason. "Could it be... Could it be that Zhao Yi previously reviewed all the rosters, memorized everyone’s faces, and, with a glance around the classroom, knew who was absent?"
"Impossible!"
"What you’re suggesting is too frightening!"
"But what other explanation could there be? He only calls two names and immediately catches the one coverup. I guess that guy may be the only one absent."
This imaginative student transforms into Sherlock Holmes, "When all other probabilities have been eliminated, what remains, however improbable, is the truth!"
"Whew~~"
The analysis quickly circulates quietly in the room. There are those who believe it, those who doubt it, and those who remain neutral.
Whether they believe it or not, each person harbors absolute conviction that Zhao Yi possesses a genius mind.
The peer who is lecturing on stage is operating on another plane entirely!
...
"Let’s begin the lecture."
Returning to the podium, Zhao Yi enters lecture mode. He opens the lecture brief and reads for several minutes, essentially introducing modern theoretical physics. He needs to provide a simple explanation of several theories.
For instance, string theory, the derivative M Theory, cosmic strings, the Big Bang theory, and so on.