Bai Mo finished writing on the blackboard, stood behind the podium, and succinctly explained the thought process to the students.

He heard Wan Bocheng raise his hand to ask a question.

"Assistant Bai Mo, is the theorem in step three mentioned in the textbook?"

Bai Mo paused for a moment.

He wasn’t sure what is or isn’t in the mathematics analysis textbook. After all, the book was quite basic, and he had read it too quickly initially, forgetting the useless details.

As he was pondering, he saw Old Chen beside him immediately speak up.

"This theorem isn’t directly from the textbook.

"It comes from transforming theorem 3.1.1 in Chapter three regarding continuous functions and series, which we’ve discussed before..."

He said a few words, and Wan Bocheng and others hurriedly flipped open their textbooks, saw the notes, and suddenly realized.

Lan Fangfang asked again.

"Is there a connection between the first formula at the top right of the page and the second statement?"

Bai Mo looked back to check.

"None of you understand?

"Let me expand on and deduce it."

He picked up a piece of chalk, saw the blackboard was already full, and was about to reach for the eraser, when Old Chen stepped forward and swiftly erased the parts on the left side that weren’t in question.

"Please, Assistant Bai Mo!"

Bai Mo nodded in thanks, and began the derivation on the blank part of the blackboard anew.

Before long, the chalk in his hand shortened, and as he laid down the chalk stub, Old Chen handed him a new piece.

On Bai Mo’s shoulder, his fox apprentice Sun Belly was stunned... helping Master was supposed to be its job, but it couldn’t outdo this human?

Bai Mo felt a bit embarrassed... how could he let Old Chen help with erasing the blackboard and passing the chalk? This wasn’t suitable!

The students below, busy with jotting down the board notes, also sensed something was off.

Who was really the assistant here, Old Chen or Bai Mo?

Why was Bai Mo doing the professor’s job while Old Chen did the assistant’s?

Tian Xinghuo sat below the podium, not taking notes.

He already understood the two problems.

He pulled out his phone around this time, messaging Professor Zhang.

[Really can’t reach them?]

Professor Zhang replied with a face-covering crying emoji.

[There was no way to reach them originally. I even tried sending myself a WeChat message; no response.]

[Qingyun tried writing a diary, and similarly received no response.]

[Committee Member Tie Shiba attempted communication via a small temple, but received no response either.]

Tian Xinghuo frowned and gritted his teeth.

He then sent a message to his sister Tian Xingyu.

[Sis, did you contact Committee Member Su Yaoyao?]

The message was instantly replied to.

[I contacted her, but she said she couldn’t contact the relevant person either.]

Tian Xinghuo gritted his teeth fiercely! She couldn’t contact them?!

Lies!

Since she came to West State, she had been claiming to be the person behind West State’s scenes. Some believed, others doubted. But at the North Suburb Base before, during her promotion, there was a battle of Immortal Techniques, puppets fighting, and Fire Cloud covered the sky; West State Boss saved her by slaying fifteen Sequence Seven!

Even ghosts knew by now that she certainly had connections with the person behind West State’s scenes, and deep connections at that!

"Unwilling to disturb someone for me?

"Am I not worth this favor?"

The more Tian Xinghuo thought, the more upset he got, and sent another message to his sister.

[Aren’t you her bestie?]

[Help me plead with her again!]

[Or, is she lending her newly bought car to a pretty boy? Help me borrow it for now as a temporary vehicle.]

His sister replied instantly.

[I’ll ask for you.]

[She’s too busy, replies very slowly.]

[But borrowing the car should be no problem.]

[Requesting her to contact the West State Boss, she might not be willing, but there should be some guilt.]

[As compensation, have her lend the car to you first!]

After sending the message, Tian Xinghuo suddenly felt his mind clouding... It was the Ancient Immortal, peering through his eyes to see the present world!

Tian Xinghuo shuddered and quickly exited WeChat, preventing Ancient Immortal from seeing his chat interface.

He looked up and saw the chalk writing on the blackboard had already changed to brand-new content.

Bai Mo, with the chubby little fox, was smiling and speaking with the students.

"Time’s about up; if there are no more questions, I’m leaving..."

Tian Xinghuo furrowed his brows.

Were those two problems already finished?

That quickly?

Recalling the rumor between Su Yaoyao and Bai Mo, he pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, and made a decision!

Da-da-da-da-da...

Just at this moment, the class bell rang.

The hallway of the teaching building instantly filled with footsteps and laughter.

Old Chen announced the end of class.

Bai Mo, carrying Sun Belly, was about to leave when he saw Wan Bocheng and Yang Zhan approach with playful grins.

"Bai Mo, long time no see, busy lately?"

"You only attended one basketball game, why not a few more? That’s not cool!"

Bai Mo grinned and replied.

"You guys played a few more matches?"

Yang Zhan chuckled.

"I was suspended, they played one more match, and then got eliminated."

"Hahaha."

"Hahaha."

The group burst into laughter.

Amidst the laughter, they were about to walk out the classroom door.

However, suddenly from behind, a voice called out.

"Hold on, Bai Mo."

Bai Mo turned his head; the classmates and Old Chen also looked back to see the newly arrived student, Tian Xinghuo.

He stood at the back, hands in pockets.

"Bai Mo, does Committee Member Su Yaoyao’s Bull Car remain with you?

"She is an old acquaintance of my family.

"Before I came to West State, she said she would lend me the car to use as a ride.

"Since we met today, please give me the car keys."

Perhaps Committee Member Su Yaoyao’s car might hold clues linking to the West State Boss, Tian Xinghuo wanted to check it out!

The classmates were all flustered.