The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 267 - : 257 Professor of the Imperial University Enters the Fray: Do You Even Qualify? [4 Updates]

Chapter 267: 257 Professor of the Imperial University Enters the Fray: Do You Even Qualify? [4 Updates]

Teng Yunmeng, however, grew even more nervous.

The problem was difficult; she had just finished reading it and barely formed an idea that hadn’t fully taken shape yet.

With Ying Zijin being called up like this, could she possibly solve it?

Teacher Mong handed over the marker: “Don’t write the answer directly, remember to explain as you go along.”

As the live broadcast began, the barrage of comments also started to increase sporadically.

[Is this the art student?]

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[That face, absolutely stunning, could go into the entertainment industry and outshine all the top celebrities.]

[Finally seeing this art student, I want to see if she’s actually capable, what makes her eligible for the ISC direct entry to the international competition.]

Xiu Yan flicked her hair and also turned to look at the blackboard.

In her view, Ying Zijin was at most on par with her, and it was even possible she was not as good.

She too wanted to see if Ying Zijin could actually do it.

Beside Xiu Yan, a student snickered: “Without the help of Teng Yunmeng and Feng Yue, how can she solve this problem?”

If she couldn’t solve this problem, she simply wasn’t fit to participate in the international finals.

“This problem is quite simple,” said Ying Zijin, holding the marker, her voice steady and calm. “Let’s draw an auxiliary line here, then use this formula…”

She spoke while writing.

Her pace wasn’t fast, and her thought process was crystal clear.

Gradually, the expressions of the other students turned serious.

Teng Yunmeng’s mouth fell open.

Ying Zijin’s approach to problem-solving was completely different from hers, saving at least six steps.

In competitions, time is crucial; saving steps means tackling more problems.

Teacher Mong looked at the rows of solutions being written down, her face feeling like it had been slapped, burning with pain.

The problem had been obtained from Imperial Capital University; of course, she had worked on it herself, but she had never considered this method of solving it.

A high school student, more knowledgeable than her?

Yet, just then, Ying Zijin finished writing the last digit: “I’ve finished explaining.”

Teacher Mong’s expression stiffened awkwardly, as she couldn’t bear to look directly into the girl’s eyes: “Correct, correct.”

Ying Zijin wiped her hands and returned to her seat.

The cameraman knew exactly what viewers found explosive, so he zoomed in for a close-up of her.

In the frame, the girl’s delicate eyelashes and porcelain skin, so smooth it seemed poreless, were on full display.

A real, stunning visual attack.

The barrage burst forth.

[Holy shit, this beauty is suffocating, I’m dying of envy.]

[I checked, this problem is an adaptation of a problem from last year’s International Mathematics Competition, but it’s even more difficult.]

[Damn, are art students this awesome now? Good at drawing and at math, a true all-rounder!]

[Enough, didn’t you see Teng Yunmeng whispering to her earlier? I say she was told the solution steps or it’s just a scripted show effect. Do you really expect an art student to be able to solve an International Mathematics Competition problem?]

[Sour, aren’t you? Jealous because someone’s better-looking and smarter than you.]

Xiu Yan’s smile slowly receded from her lips, and she finally began to take things seriously.

She glanced down at her phone.

The screen displayed the WeChat chat interface.

[Miss, the Ying Zijin you asked me to look into is from Verdant Middle School, a third-year student in class 19, and a good friend of Xiu Yu. The two of them have a very good relationship.]

[Because of her, Miss Xiu Yu doesn’t hang out in the nightlife scene much anymore, opting to go to school every day instead.]

[She indeed has talent in calligraphy and painting, but she’s incomparable to you, Miss.]

Upon seeing the name “Xiu Yu,” Xiu Yan’s eyes flickered and gradually turned cold.

She turned her head, looking at the girl, with a plan beginning to form in her mind.

After deleting the chat history, Xiu Yan sent a message to her agent.

[Brother Chen, tell my fans I will be live streaming tonight.]

**

The live broadcast lasted only two hours, mainly serving as a promotional kickoff.

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For the next month, the cameraman would follow the students and then send the footage to the General Television Station for editing.

It wasn’t until after the training ended that Teng Yunmeng let out a squeal and hugged Ying Zijin: “Zijin, you are too incredible. How did you come up with that?”

“I didn’t think much,” pondered Ying Zijin, “just took a casual glance, I guess.”

Teng Yunmeng: “…”

Feng Yue: “…”

Suddenly, they realized a serious problem.

They were determined to recruit Ying Zijin, who was actually a hidden “Academic God”?!

Teng Yunmeng looked at the girl’s retreating figure and murmured, “Feng Yue, we’ve really latched onto a big thigh here.”

Feng Yue pinched himself hard, exhaling deeply, “Thank goodness, it’s not a dream.”

**

Outside the large classroom.

Teacher Mong had not yet left.

When she saw the girl coming out, she called out coldly, “Ying Zijin.”

Ying Zijin’s footsteps paused, but she did not stop.

“Don’t think you can get complacent just because you solved a problem,” Teacher Mong said with an annoyed expression. She continued icily, “The ISC competition covers various academic domains, and your performance is so inconsistent. Take the training seriously in the future, and don’t drag Teng Yunmeng and Feng Yue down.”

Only then did Ying Zijin turn her head.

She had not yet spoken when a clear voice came from the side.

“What did I hear?” The owner of the voice was none other than Professor Zuo Li, who looked at Teacher Mong, “Teacher Mong, it seems like you’re quite dissatisfied with Student Ying Zijin.”

Teacher Mong’s expression changed, and she looked very embarrassed, “Professor Zuo Li.”

She had not expected her words to be overheard by Zuo Li.

“Let me put it this way,” Zuo Li said with a smirk, full of irony, “You couldn’t get a professorship at Imperial Capital University, but Ying Zijin could, although she isn’t interested.”

“What right do you have to be dissatisfied with her? Are you even qualified?”

Zuo Li, a pure and straightforward man of science, was not one to insult others.

But when he did, he could make people cry.

Teacher Mong was almost forty years old, and she couldn’t bear hearing such comments.

She turned slightly pale, “Professor Zuo Li, what are you laughing about?”

An invitation to be a professor at Imperial Capital University offered to a high school student?

No one would believe it if it were spoken aloud.

“I am not joking,” Zuo Li said, too lazy to pay her any further attention, “If you don’t believe it, come to my office now. The invitation letter is still in my drawer. Are you coming or not?”

“No, no thanks.” Teacher Mong stepped back a few paces and quickly walked away.

“What a character,” Zuo Li huffed coldly before turning to face Ying Zijin, his expression severe, “Classmate Ying, about that hair growth shampoo our department’s professors are planning to order as a group, do you think you could give us a discount?”

“…”

**

There were no training sessions in the evening. The students did their own things, some studying and others resting.

Xiu Yan sat in the living room of her apartment, opened her laptop, and started live streaming.

She was here for the training not just for the ISC International Finals, but to boost her popularity.

Other stars didn’t dare to build an image of a scholar, but she could afford to, she had the capital.

“By the way, let me also introduce my roommates to everyone.” Xiu Yan picked up her computer, stood up, and went to knock on Teng Yunmeng’s door.

The door was quickly opened.

On the sofa inside, beside Teng Yunmeng, was Ying Zijin.

Teng Yunmeng didn’t welcome Xiu Yan, but she had sharp eyes and saw that Xiu Yan was streaming live, so she had no choice but to suppress her irritation, “Classmate Xiu, what’s up?”

“I thought I’d give the fans a little treat,” Xiu Yan said as she walked in generously, “Ying Zijin is also here, so I won’t need to go over to your place later.”

She then said to the camera, “This is the very beautiful roommate I told you about. Look, isn’t she even prettier than me?”

The chat in the live stream was filled with compliments.

[No way, Yan Bao is the prettiest!]

[No one looks better than our Yan Bao.]

Ying Zijin didn’t even turn her head, fixated on watching TV.

With Xiu Yan pointing the camera at her, Ying Zijin’s indifferent attitude riled up Xiu Yan’s fans.

[Does this nobody think she’s all that, even ignoring Yan Bao? She must think she’s something special.]

“By the way, I heard that you, Zijin, are an arts student and are really good at calligraphy,” Xiu Yan said with a slight smile, “Coincidentally, I’ve also made achievements in this area. Let’s have a little competition.”

Teng Yunmeng was holding back her annoyance, but she could hardly bear it any longer.

But Xiu Yan’s fans were too fierce; if she lost her temper, she might get scalded with hot water out on the streets.

Ying Zijin continued to watch the sensational TV drama airing at eight, and casually responded, “It’s so-so.”

“How can it be just so-so?” Xiu Yan shook her head, “As an arts student, your calligraphy skills must be good. I brought a brush and Xuan Paper, so you can use it.”

Ying Zijin turned her head slowly and said languidly, “So-so, but still probably better than you.”

Xiu Yan’s smile froze.

The fans in the live stream were even more infuriated.

[Yan Bao is the apprentice of the deputy chairman of the Hua Country Calligraphers Association. Can you write better than Yan Bao?]

[Yan Bao, let her write. We’ll see what kind of calligraphy she can produce.]