The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 177 Dude, you're so awesome!

Inside room 506, the scratching sound of paper and pen rubbing together could be heard incessantly.

Zhang Muchen leaned over the table, his pen flying across the A4 paper as he wrote out clear problem-solving steps and formulas.

His brain, like a high-speed engine, precisely retrieved every word Liu Wuyang uttered during her lecture—formula derivation, shifts in thought, typical pitfalls…

Although the question types in the mock exams are not entirely the same as the tutoring content, he is able to quickly grasp the essence of the questions and the solution approach.

At this moment, Liu Wuyang was lying on the bed. She took off her high heels and lazily sank into the soft mattress.

Her legs, encased in black stockings, were crossed, their alluring lines faintly visible.

She was scrolling through her phone, her beautiful eyes occasionally glancing at Zhang Muchen across the table.

"Is this guy that focused?"

Liu Wuyang frowned involuntarily as she looked at Zhang Muchen, whose eyes were so focused they seemed to glow.

Mathematics is something that can't be faked.

In English, I can at least copy a few sentences from reading comprehension passages. But when it comes to math, if I don't know it, I just don't know it; one look and I know it.

However, Zhang Muchen had been working on the test paper for over an hour and was actually writing quite smoothly.

"This kid..." Liu Wuyang murmured softly, "Could he be a genius?"

after an hour.

"call--"

Zhang Muchen let out a long sigh and slammed the pen in his hand onto the table with a "thud".

"Sister Yang, I'm done." He turned his head, a smile on his lips. "You can come and grade it now."

Liu Wuyang looked up at him and asked, "Have you finished writing?"

"Of course. These questions aren't that difficult."

"Quite the boast." She sat up from the bed, her legs, encased in black stockings, gently touching the ground, her high heels clicking in response.

"Let me see if you're just bragging."

Liu Wuyang sat down next to him, picked up the red pen on the table, and started grading the multiple-choice questions.

"First question... A, correct. Second question... C, correct. Third question..." she read aloud while marking each question with a clear red checkmark.

All multiple choice questions were answered correctly.

Liu Wuyang raised an eyebrow.

Let's move on to the fill-in-the-blank questions.

She gave an X for the first few questions, but not for the seventh.

"This question is a bit beyond the scope of the curriculum, so it's normal if you can't solve it."

She muttered something to herself, then her gaze fell on the major questions.

However, at this moment, Liu Wuyang suddenly became nervous, with a bad feeling in her heart.

"Could it be... that this kid can really score 130 points?"

She pursed her red lips, her gaze fixed on the first major question—a sequence problem.

Zhang Muchen's solution steps were complete and his thinking was clear - full marks.

The second question is about conic sections.

Liu Wuyang was a little slow in grading, carefully checking each step.

Zhang Muchen's solution was standard and meticulous, and still received full marks.

Question 3.
Question 4.
The final, most challenging question.
Liu Wuyang tightened her grip on the red pen slightly, her fingertips becoming even more taut.

Her gaze was fixed on the exam paper, grading it bit by bit until she reached the final, most challenging question.

This final question is a relatively obscure question type, with complex calculations, and it hasn't appeared in past exam papers for several years.

That's why she didn't deliberately explain similar question types when tutoring Zhang Muchen.

Zhang Muchen was unable to solve it either, and only wrote down some formulas on it.

However, the first part of the question was relatively simple, and Zhang Muchen gave a perfect answer to both.

Liu Wuyang paused on the paper with her red pen in her hand, a bead of sweat appearing on her forehead.

She glanced down at the entire test paper. All the multiple-choice questions were correct, one fill-in-the-blank question was wrong, and the essay questions were almost full marks.

"Sister Yang, how many points did I get?" Zhang Muchen asked, resting her chin on her hand.

“139 points.” Liu Wuyang’s voice trembled slightly.

This score is absolutely accurate.

She watched Zhang Muchen complete the entire test paper with her own eyes, right under her nose, so there was no way he could have cheated.

In other words, Zhang Muchen really did learn the entire high school math system in three hours.

Liu Wuyang held the red pen in her hand, her mind a jumble of confusion.

impossible
This is unscientific
"Sister Yang? Sister Yang?"

Zhang Muchen's voice pulled Liu Wuyang back from the chaos. He leaned over and waved in front of Liu Wuyang's eyes: "Now, am I capable of getting into a 985 university?"

Liu Wuyang snapped out of her daze, looked at his smiling eyes, paused for a second, and then slowly nodded: "Yes... if you can improve your combined science score, Tsinghua and Peking University won't be a problem."

“Tsinghua and Peking University…” Zhang Muchen stroked his chin. “Then wait for me in Beijing, Sister Yang.”

Liu Wuyang looked at him with a complicated expression.

This kid must have used some kind of trick.

but
Who cares, as long as the grades improve.

She pursed her lips, smiled gently, and the beauty mark under her eye made her exceptionally beautiful: "Zhang Muchen, good luck."

After saying that, she got up and began to tidy up the manuscript papers and test papers on the table: "It's getting late, I have to go home."

However, before she could make a move, Zhang Muchen suddenly pressed down on the stack of manuscripts she had just touched, slamming his palm down on the paper to block her movement.

Liu Wuyang was taken aback and looked down at his hand.

“Sister Yang,” Zhang Muchen said with a smile, “do you still remember our bet?”

"..."

Liu Wuyang lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Their own right of entry and exit, and the succubus outfit.
Could all of this be part of his plan?
Liu Wuyang suddenly felt like she was being manipulated.

“…Here you go.” She pulled a white key from her bag and slammed it on the table. “I’ll keep my promise regarding access.”

"As for... that outfit," Liu Wuyang coughed lightly and turned her face away, "it's too late today, it's not appropriate."

“I didn’t say I’d wear it today,” Zhang Muchen said with a squinty smile. “I still need to go online and pick out a suitable outfit to buy.”

"It's the kind with horns on its head and a tail on its bottom, and the less fabric the better."

"You—" Liu Wuyang finally couldn't hold back anymore, and her whole face quickly turned crimson.

"I...I'm leaving!"

She turned around and strode quickly toward the door, her high heels clicking on the floor. But she stumbled and nearly lost her footing.

"Slow down, Sister Yang," Zhang Muchen called out with a smile from behind her.

Liu Wuyang didn't turn around, but gripped the doorknob tightly and walked out quickly as if she were running away.

"Click——"

The door clicked shut and closed completely.

Zhang Muchen sat back in his chair, glanced down at the keys on the table, then picked them up and gently twirled them between his fingers.

"Tsk tsk, from now on, Yang-jie's bedroom is mine."

monitoring room.

Wang Shishi sipped her milk tea with one hand and rested her chin on the other, her eyes glued to the surveillance footage on the screen.

After Wang Rulong finished his inspection, he returned to the company, while Wang Shishi made an excuse to stay at the hotel.

The footage shows Liu Wuyang staggering out of room 506 around 8 p.m.

"Tsk tsk tsk, even Teacher Liu had to lean against the wall to walk." Wang Shishi stared at the screen, her eyes narrowing.

"Dude, you're amazing!"

Hehe
(End of this chapter)