The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 445: Meaningless
The crowd instinctively turned their heads and saw Mio Osborne striding over with a dark expression.
Most people were startled and quickly returned to their seats, but Willow Grant’s eyes lit up. She grabbed the test paper and answers and walked towards Mio Osborne.
"Professor Osborne, we are discussing a problem. Can you help us check what the answer to the last question is?"
Mio Osborne, hearing that everyone was just discussing a problem, slightly relaxed his expression.
He considered himself a relatively open-minded teacher; the students’ intense discussion about the problem was a good thing.
Mio Osborne’s anger quickly dissipated, not pursuing the earlier commotion, and he reached out to take the problem from Willow Grant’s hand.
After carefully reading the problem, he found it complex and very difficult. He said "hold on" and walked to the blackboard with the problem, using chalk to write down his solving process.
About ten minutes later, Mio Osborne finally solved the problem.
He swiftly wrote the answer in chalk: "1."
Willow Grant’s eyes suddenly widened.
The answer was indeed 1, not the "0.618" written on the set of answers she had; this meant that Summer Monroe was actually right, and the answer was wrong!
For a moment, Willow Grant only felt something buzzing incessantly in her ear, so loud that it made her head ache.
She even felt that everyone was secretly mocking her, mocking her for doubting Summer Monroe.
But how could Summer Monroe possibly be right?
Damn it!
Hateful!
The pen in Willow Grant’s hand "bang" pierced through the draft notebook on the table.
Mio Osborne didn’t notice Willow Grant’s near breakdown. He put down the chalk and turned to the students, saying, "This problem is quite difficult, involving physics and chemistry knowledge that is far beyond the syllabus. You don’t need to understand this problem. Besides, with your current level, even if you try to understand, you won’t be able to, so just get the first part of the solving process."
As soon as Mio Osborne finished speaking, Finn Ford said, "Teacher, someone in our class solved it!"
Mio Osborne looked up in surprise, then asked with some delight, "Who solved it?"
As he spoke, he instinctively looked at Willow Grant and asked, "Was it you, Willow Grant?"
Willow Grant’s face darkened, biting her lip in humiliation.
Her straightforward desk mate spoke at this time, "Teacher, it wasn’t Willow Grant; she didn’t even solve my regular practice problems. The one who solved it was Summer Monroe."
Willow Grant’s heart felt as if it was being bitten piece by piece by ants, and she didn’t even dare to look at Mio Osborne’s expression.
Now Mio Osborne must surely appreciate Summer Monroe, right?
But Mio Osborne’s face on stage wasn’t as pleased as Willow Grant thought; instead, he looked angry.
He looked complexly at Summer Monroe in the last row, then coldly averted his eyes, saying, "This kind of problem is purely a waste of time. In the future, don’t bother with such beyond-syllabus problems, and there’s no need to discuss them. It’s meaningless."
With a casual "meaningless," Mio Osborne dismissed the matter.
Summer Monroe didn’t mind, but in the second row, Willow Grant looked up in surprise.
Right, as long as Mio Osborne continues to dislike Summer Monroe, what use is it no matter how brilliant Summer Monroe is? She is bound to be driven out by Mio Osborne sooner or later!
People outside wouldn’t know how good Summer Monroe is at advanced mathematics,
They only know that Summer Monroe was expelled from Crestfall University.
That’s enough!
Willow Grant’s disheartened heart became lively again, brimming with vitality.
