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Whenever she was idly chatting, Daisy Zane was pretty casual.
Replying whenever she felt like it and leaving messages read without replying if she didnāt.
Today was no exception, only Holt Lawrence was trying to reach her for various reasons to meet up.
[Nana, the biennial selection for Celestial Pivot is about to start, do you want to make the questions?]
Daisy Zane leaned back in her chair, wearing a Bluetooth headset. Her hand holding the cell phone resting on her leg, lowered her head, and tapped the
reply to Holt Lawrence: [Let me make the questions, you mean no one wants to participate this year?] Holt Lawrence: [ā¦Can you be a bit humble?]
[Why should I be humble?]
[Fine, fine, you have the right to be proud. The quality of the competitors chosen in the year before last was too low, I want to raise the difficulty of the selection this year.]
Daisy Zane understood.
It wasnāt that he desperately needed her to come up with the questions; he needed the reputation of āNathan Ninevaraā behind the questions. That way, many people would participate, and the quality of the participants would be better from the start of registration.
[How many questions, and what difficulty?] Daisy Zane replied.
[Three. You choose the difficulty. Itās just for your namesake anyway, it wonāt be the sole assessment standard.]
Daisy Zane: .
Just as Daisy Zane was about to reply, Turner Daniel suddenly turned his head. So, she looked up at him.
Turner Daniel held a pen in his right hand and a test paper in his left. When their eyes met, he hesitated for a moment.
No matter how many times he saw her face, each time he did, it was still captivating.
How could someone be so beautiful.
Especially those eyes, deep and tranquil like an ancient well, devoid of any emotion, it was even impossible to see any feelings hidden within.
But they were incredibly alluring all the same.
Seeing him spaced out, Daisy Zane asked, āWhatās up?
āAh.ā Turner Daniel came back to his senses and said, āI wanted to ask about a question.ā
Daisy Zane raised her eyebrow, thinking high school questions could still stump him.
āWhatās the question.ā Jessica Maxwell suddenly sat down in Charlotte Laneās seat, āDoes the divine child Turner have a question he canāt answer?ā
Daisy Zane turned off her phone screen and glanced at her.
Turner Daniel also looked at her and gave a slight smile, āIām not that much of a god, of course there are things I donāt know.ā
Celeste Martin also came over, standing next to the table, and smiled at them.
Jessica Maxwell looked at the test paper in his hand and smiled, āI just finished this set of papers. I know all the questions. Let me explain it to you. After allā¦
Sister Lucia hasnāt been to school, letās not embarrass her.ā
As she spoke, Turner Danielās face visibly stiffened for a moment.
He glanced awkwardly at Daisy Zane, seeing her expression unchanged, with no reaction, before he let out a slight sigh of relief.
Yet, Jessica Maxwell seemed as if she didnāt say anything inappropriate, and continued, āCeleste is also amazing, she still remembers her high school knowledge. Iām sure she knows all this too.ā
Celeste Martin smiled and said, āI guess so. This set of papers was relatively easy for me.ā
After saying that, she patted Turner Danielās shoulder playfully, āIf we know this, how could you not know? Donāt tarnish your divine child title here.ā
Turner Daniel gave a weak smile, thinking that both of these women were not easy to deal with.
And Jessica Maxwell said, āIs it possible that this is deliberately arranged by the director to give Sister Lucia some screen time?ā
Daisy Zane leaned back in her chair, calmly watching Jessica Maxwell, quietly and serenely, as if watching a spectacle, waiting to see what other tricks she could come up with.
Turner Daniel couldnāt stand it any longer, he placed the test paper directly between Daisy Zane and Jessica Maxwell, pointing to the last question and said, āWhen I saw this question, I suddenly remembered a difficult calculus problem from university. I spent a long time on it back then and never solved it. Later, our professor explained it to me, but now when I suddenly think of it, I donāt understand it anymore.ā
Daisy Zane, Celeste Martin, and Jessica Maxwell all looked at the test paper.
The last question had two parts.
Turner Daniel scribbled a bit on the sides of the two questions, then directly wrote the answers after the questions.
Then, in the blank space below, he wrote a new question.
The Chinese charactersā¦ Celeste Martin and Jessica Maxwell could recognize, but they had never seen those numbers and symbols that followed.
The two exchanged glances, unable to speak. He wrote that question, and they wondered what connection it had with the questions on their test papers that made him think of this question.
Turner Daniel also didnāt look at them, and took a piece of A4 paper from his desk, placed it next to Daisy Zane, and said, āThis is the working I just did, the result came out, but itās too complicated. I remember our professor explained it very simply.ā
Celeste Martin and Jessica Maxwell looked at that piece of paper, filled with dense writing on both front and back. And they thought he was not writing about math, but English.
Symbols and letters covered the entire paper.
The four of them fell silent for a moment, then Jessica Maxwell spoke sarcastically, āCan she understand it?ā
Turner Daniel frowned slightly, while Daisy Zane picked up the pen on her table, and directly wrote down a mathematical method on the test paper followed by three formulas.
Celeste Martin and Jessica Maxwell still couldnāt understand it.
However, Turner Daniel widened his eyes, looked at the mathematical method, then looked at Daisy Zane.
His face showed a sudden understanding after his initial shock.
āIs the professor Edbert Shire?ā Daisy Zane asked.
āNo.ā Turner Daniel said, āDo you know her?ā
āI donāt.ā Daisy Zane replied, āIāve read her published thesis, and this mathematical method was developed by her.ā
āYeah.ā Turner Daniel stared blankly at Daisy Zane, with little stars of admiration in his eyes if you looked closely, āSheās my mother.ā
Daisy Zane: . So itās a family of super scholars.
Turner Daniel looked back at the test paper, āIf we use this methodā¦ itās even simpler than what the professor explained.ā
āYou havenāt read your motherās research results?ā Daisy Zane asked.
āI just have a general understanding.ā Turner Daniel replied, āI didnāt know it could be applied so broadly.ā
āHereās a suggestion for you.ā Daisy Zane said.
āWhat?ā
āBribe the program team to delete this part, or else Iām afraid you wonāt be able to go home.ā Daisy Zane said quietly..
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