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Chapter 88: Chapter 83 Look! There is a lecherous man over there!

Zhao Yi took his thesis seriously.

A thesis is a report of research achievements, and only through it can he associate these achievements with himself. Whoever mentions or uses these findings in the future would think of his name.

This is his graduation certificate from college, spoils of a victor, the epitaph of a hero...

Damn it!

Zhao Yi rubbed his forehead vigorously.

He also wanted to finish his thesis quickly so that Research Coins and Study Coins would come in. But writing a thesis was no simple matter.

Firstly, he had no experience.

In his additional decade of memory, he only wrote an undergraduate thesis. The research was taken from the internet and modified due to the school’s lax requirements, so he long forgot what he specifically wrote.

What he needed to write now was not an undergraduate thesis, and just setting up the layout was a big issue.

Moreover, what should he include?

Including the ’Carrying-Unrelated Filtering Method’, all the entailed algorithms, knowledge, full explanations, proofs, and so on would be far too much to write.

If only the process were simply described and summarized, it would be relatively easier. Professor Liu Hemin also suggested this.

"You don’t need to write in great detail, just a simple process that lets readers understand would be sufficient."

Then.

Another problem arose.

The Rubik’s cube calculator that Zhao Yi programmed had less than ten thousand lines in total, and the core algorithm only had over three thousand lines. The number of lines wasn’t much, but that didn’t mean the ’Carrying-Unrelated Filtering Method’ was simple.

These were two different matters.

For instance, if we know the lengths of the two sides of a right-angled triangle, we can calculate the length of the third side using ’Pythagoras’ theorem’.

This is a simple calculation problem.

But now, the task isn’t about calculating the length of a triangle, but about proving the ’Pythagoras’ theorem’ used in the process.

’Carrying-Unrelated Filtering Method’ has proven effective — it’s a summary of Zhao Yi’s thought process during the cube calculation. However, others may not understand his summarizing process.

For example, through the ’Causality Law’, he could understand which steps would disorganize the cube and which would facilitate its resolution.

This data was certain.

Based on various certain data, and using ’Connection Law’ to infer the process of code writing, he discovered the ’Carrying-Unrelated Filtering Method’. But writing an understandable paper on this...

It was challenging!

"This will take quite some time!"

Zhao Yi took a deep breath and continued discussing the ’Carrying-Unrelated Filtering Method’ with Professor Liu Hemin. Because typing was too inconvenient, they started a voice call.

Zhao Yi wasn’t afraid of his ideas being ’stolen’.

Firstly, he trusted Professor Liu Hemin. The respect Liu Hemin commanded in the group was not for nothing. Liu Hemin was a top computing scholar domestically. His research on artificial neural networks won him three major domestic tech awards and two world-class prizes.

Now at sixty-five, Liu Hemin still fought on the front line of scientific research. Although he couldn’t claim to be desireless, it would be nonsensical for him to steal an algorithm. Furthermore, everyone knew that the algorithm was Zhao Yi’s due to the popularity of the Rubik’s cube calculator.

In addition, it was highly likely that Liu Hemin wouldn’t understand.

Not that Zhao Yi looked down on Liu Hemin’s abilities, but even lack full understanding himself. He only knew the general framework of the proof; there were undoubtedly some aspects beyond his knowledge that the ’Connection Law’ couldn’t wholly deduce.

The conversation between the two worked like this--

Zhao Yi: "I thought of it this way, one plus one equals two, so eleven times eleven equals one hundred twenty-one."

Liu Hemin: "Slow down."

Zhao Yi repeated his statement.

Liu Hemin: "Wait a moment, let me study this."

It wasn’t until the next evening that Liu Hemin replied, "I managed to look at what you said yesterday. I think I understood it. You came up with a calculation method called multiplication, which adds the same numbers..."

Liu Hemin continued explaining a great deal.

Zhao Yi hurriedly took notes.

He found he would need to study more complex knowledge if he wanted to understand the process independently. High school theorems and knowledge were already insufficient.

This was the frustrating part.

He inferred a powerful algorithm but is unable to fully prove it.

Liu Hemin was even more frustrated than Zhao Yi.

Liu Hemin studied artificial neural networks, exceptionally sensitive to computer algorithms. However, after communicating with Zhao Yi, he found he couldn’t keep up with the thought process. Only after careful consideration and inference could he continue the conversation.

It was incredibly awkward!

And he dared not ask Zhao Yi for a detailed explanation. How could a Science Academy Professor like himself need clarification from a teenager who’s not even twenty years old?

And just like that, a misunderstanding was born.

...

A thesis couldn’t be completed in a day.

Zhao Yi wasn’t in a rush either; he had just entered his third year of high school and prioritized his studies.

That day, the Mathematical Olympiad selection of the city was held.

The students participating from Thirteen Middle School took a bus to the Education Bureau’s main campus for the exam. They arrived a bit early and stood outside the classrooms for quite a while. During this time, Zhao Yi started feeling out of place.

Mainly...

Large groups of people pointed at him--

"This is Zhao Yi from Thirteen Middle School, a genius hacker who cracked the Mac, and designed the Rubik’s cube calculator..."

"So he’s Zhao Yi. He looks pretty average!"

"What about his Mathematical Olympiad skills?"

"Who knows? They should be alright. But then again, computer science and math aren’t that related. Additionally, being good at math doesn’t necessarily mean one is good at Olympiad Math."

"Well, he is from Thirteen Middle School..."

The last sentence showing contempt was infuriating.

Sun Liang, Lin Xiaoqing, and others glared back in anger. Instead of being intimidated, the others carried on the conversation with their classmates nonchalantly, their voices growing louder.

Niu Lianhua was very angry.

She worked as a teacher at Thirteen Middle School, and hearing someone belittle the institution she dutifully contributed to, even if it was true, made her uncomfortable. She glared at him indignantly. fгeewebnovёl.com

An Education Bureau teacher was about to open the door.

Zhao Yi hurriedly caught up with him and whispered, "Teacher, teacher, there’s a student over there with glasses. Yes, that one, with the side parting, the most sordid looking one. He’s always staring at our Teacher Niu!"

"Our teacher is getting angry being stared at!"

"Aren’t you guys going to do something..."

Zhao Yi pointed towards Niu Lianhua as he spoke.

The Education Bureau teacher turned to glance at Niu Lianhua, then looked at the glasses wearer, who kept talking and occasionally sent provocative glances their way. He promptly stepped forward and scolded, "You! From First Middle School?"

The glasses wearer was taken aback, "Yes, teacher, is there a problem?"

"Is, there, a, problem?"

The Education Bureau teacher sharply retorted, "You know very well what you’ve done, behaving like this in public without any decency! Is this the kind of student the First Middle School produces?"

"Focuses only on grades, not on character!"

"Look at you, not only have you no character, even your...eyes...aren’t good..." The Education Bureau teacher glanced at Niu Lianhua again before concluding his statement in a hushed tone.

The glasses wearer started to cry!

Being scolded publicly without any reasons, there was no opportunity for him to defend himself.

People started avoiding him, as if he had indeed done something.

The Education Bureau teacher opened the classroom door, and the students proceeded into the testing room one by one.

With a puzzled look, Niu Lianhua stopped Zhao Yi. "What did you say to Director Wang? Why did he keep looking at me?"

"Director Wang?"

"That teacher."

"Oh, nothing. I just asked him when the exam would start." Zhao Yi’s eyes were clear, as if he completely didn’t understand.

Niu Lianhua thought for a moment, and a smile emerged from the corner of her lips. She even fixed her fringe. "Could it be that he’s attracted to me? There’s a saying: there’s nothing more beautiful than a woman in love."

...

The exam began.

The difficulty of the Mathematical Olympiad selection exam was not on par with the Olympiad level; it was essentially composed of the usual challenging questions.

Multiple choice questions were quickly filled in.

In the fill-in-the-blank section of the exam, there were three questions with limited answers. Quickly using Causality Law, Zhao Yi found the answers.

Two of the major problems were proof questions.

Zhao Yi filled in the answers where he had found them, then began pondering over the remaining questions. It took him about an hour to finish the rest of the fill-in-the-blank questions and one major question.

Then.

Only one major question remained.

For the rest of the time, Zhao Yi was stuck on the last question. An hour passed, and he had made some progress.

Although he hadn’t solved the question entirely, he had somewhat solved it. Even if he lost half the points, scoring two hundred or above one hundred eighty was relatively easy.

The exam ended.

Lin Xiaoqing, He Ronghua, and Zhou Xin returned to the car. Rather than comparing answers as they usually did, they sat in collective silence.

Finally, Lin Xiaoqing broke the silence, "I guess I may not have crossed one hundred fifty, I’m definitely out."

"Me too, I couldn’t solve two large questions." He Ronghua muttered.

Zhou Xin said, "Not even a hundred fifty, I’m not even sure if I passed. Anyway, it doesn’t matter, I wasn’t expecting to."

He Ronghua nodded, "Even in the provincial Math Olympiad, I’m sure I can’t win."

Lin Xiaoqing was still unwilling to accept it.

Zhao Yi got in the car and sat down next to Lin Xiaoqing, and likewise kept mum.

"Did you not do well either?" Lin Xiaoqing asked.

Before Zhao Yi could answer, Lin Xiaoqing grabbed his sleeve corner, assuring him with He Ronghua’s words, "It’s okay, we can’t rank in the provincial anyways."

Zhao Yi shook his head, "No, I think I did fine."

Lin Xiaoqing’s fingers tightened around his clothes, nearly ripping the sleeve off. Bitterly, she asked, "Then why aren’t you happy!"

"Well, all of you look so glum." Zhao Yi responded naturally, "I can’t just cheerfully say I did well, can I?"

That makes sense!

But it still felt unfair!

The looks of the three turned dangerous.

Zhao Yi looked up to see Sun Liang approaching and hastily said, "Oh, by the way, Sun Liang says he finished all, estimating a minimum of a hundred ninety!"

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Sun Liang timely pushed open the car door, entering with an extremely arrogant demeanor, "How’d you guys do? I found it quite easy to qualify for the provincial. The paper was much easier than I expected!"

Everyone looked at him.

He Ronghua grabbed Sun Liang’s arm, and Zhou Xin held his waist cooperatively.

"What are you doing!"

"Let go of me!"

"No!"

The car erupted into chaos.

Zhao Yi gave a strong kick and sat back down, silently praying for Sun Liang in his heart, "My dear brother, don’t blame me... Who told you to perform better than me and boast about it?"

"Remember to stay humble!"

"Not kicking you doesn’t feel right. The law of cause and effect, you deserve this, amen!"