After taking the advice, I became a top student.

As soon as Zhang Wei hung up the phone, it rang again.

Upon seeing the caller ID, he quickly answered the phone, "President."

"Xiao Zhang, have the results from the provincial competition come out yet?"

Li Huachun's voice came through the microphone.

Zhang Wei quickly said, "The scores from the examiners have all been sent over. We just need to summarize them, and the rankings will be available tomorrow."

"Great job! You've worked hard these past few days."

"It's not hard work, it's all what I should do."

Zhang Wei was flattered and surprised.

However, Li Huachun's next words left him speechless: "Tell the other colleagues that we'll work overtime tonight to finish the report cards."

I checked the time; it was already 10:30 p.m.

If the report cards come out tonight, won't it take until 3 or 4 in the morning?

"This year's situation is somewhat special, and everyone has indeed worked very hard."

Li Huachun continued, "When you inform everyone later, please also mention that each colleague who works overtime tonight will receive an overtime allowance of 1,000 yuan, and they don't need to clock in tomorrow."

Ok?

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei was immediately wide awake.

It's not that young people today are unwilling to work overtime. You don't even need five or ten thousand; just give them a thousand dollars, and they'll work all night for you.

"Okay, President, I'll be right there."

Zhang Wei didn't waste any words; he was ready to go.

Not only him, but other colleagues who received the notice also rushed from their homes to the Chengdu Mathematical Society's headquarters; some even got out of bed.

"Making you work so late? Are you crazy?"

"Overtime pay is 1,000 yuan!"

Don't underestimate the value of a thousand yuan. These ordinary members of the Chengdu Mathematical Society usually earn only seven or eight thousand yuan a month, which is already considered a very good income in Chengdu. But a thousand yuan is still very tempting, and they don't have to clock in tomorrow. It's like putting tomorrow's work on today, so there's nothing wrong with that.

At half past three in the morning,

Zhang Wei rubbed his temples, feeling like his head was a complete mess, and he was so dizzy that he felt like he might collapse at any moment.

But they finally finished tallying the scores and compiled the results of this provincial competition.

"Holy crap, No. 1 High School actually produced a perfect score this time!"

"Brother Wei, I remember you were also from No. 1 High School, right?"

It was only then that the exhausted group noticed a name that seemed out of place at the top of the report card.

It's not that there's anything wrong with his name, it's just that his school has a huge problem.

They had heard about the questions for this provincial competition, and there were already quite a few people criticizing them online.

Unlike previous years when there were often ten or more perfect scorers, this time there were only three perfect scorers.

And among these three people, there was even one from No. 1 Middle School!

"No. 1 Middle School has probably gone all out this time."

People are speculating that this person might have been recruited from somewhere.

However, Zhang Wei did not approve of this approach. No. 1 Middle School was not good at competitions, and recruiting a competition talent would not bring much improvement. Even if No. 1 Middle School produced a provincial champion, competition talents would not go to No. 1 Middle School. Wouldn't it be better to go to No. 4, No. 7, or No. 9 Middle School?

"Thank you all for your hard work. The subsidies have been sent to your WeChat accounts. Please take them and quickly take a taxi home to rest. You don't need to come back tomorrow."

Li Huachun appeared in the office at the right time, and the subsidy money was naturally paid by Zheng Mingyang.

Seeing that the president was working overtime with everyone, the math club members, who already had no complaints because they were paid enough, were even a little moved.

Of course, they didn't know that Li Huachun had secretly slept for several hours in his office; he was too old to compare himself to the younger generation.

"By the way, Xiao Zhang, now that the report cards are out and the exam papers can be unsealed, could you please handle this and give me a guide on the process?"

Without saying a word, Zhang Wei logged into the OA system and submitted an approval request to Li Huachun.

Li Huachun returned to his office, approved the application instantly, and then found the exam paper he needed.

"Chen Mo from Rongcheng No. 1 Middle School?!"

Upon seeing the name on the answer sheet, Li Huachun blinked subconsciously, thinking he was hallucinating.

He wouldn't be surprised whether it was Lin Zhiyuan from No. 7 Middle School, Qiu Mingyuan from No. 4 Middle School, or Lin Wanqing from No. 9 Middle School.

But what about Chen Mo at No. 1 Middle School?

He had never heard of this name before.

The next morning at 10:00 AM,

Zheng Mingyang and Zhao Yiming appeared at the Chengdu Mathematical Society building.

They arrived early this morning on a red-eye flight.

"Old Li, how's it going? Have you found him yet?"

Zheng Mingyang asked somewhat impatiently.

"Found it."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's get going! Should we go to No. 4 Middle School or No. 7 Middle School?"

As Zheng Mingyang spoke, he was about to leave. Although he had settled in Beijing, he had a lot of dealings with the provincial mathematics societies, and he had heard of the reputation of Chengdu No. 479 Mathematical Society.

Li Huachun shook his head, "Not No. 4 Middle School or No. 7 Middle School."

"That must be No. 9 Middle School!"

"I never expected that little girl Lin Wanqing to be so talented. I didn't even notice it last year."

Zhao Yiming also sighed in admiration. He was one of the training instructors at last year's winter camp held at Yanbei University, and he had some impression of Lin Wanqing.

"No, not exactly."

Li Huachun shook his head again, "He is a student from No. 1 Middle School."

"No. 1 Middle School?"

Zhao Yiming was taken aback.

Zheng Mingyang was also somewhat bewildered.

Sorry, they've never heard of Rongcheng No.1 Middle School.

Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?

"There's no mistake, I checked the exam paper again, it's him!"

Li Huachun said confidently, "He also got a perfect score in this provincial competition."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go to No. 1 High School." Zheng Mingyang wasn't too surprised. After all, he wasn't from Chengdu and didn't have a deep understanding of how terrifying No. 4, No. 7, and No. 9 High Schools were. He thought it was understandable for other schools to occasionally produce a genius.

"No rush, we definitely have to go today. Let's wait for someone first."

Li Huachun went to the sofa in the office, poured a cup of tea for the two of them, and then poured one for himself. After taking a sip, he felt a little more clear-headed. Although he had secretly slept for a few hours last night, he was still getting on in years and his head was still feeling dizzy.

"President."

At that moment, a young figure appeared at the office door.

Without a doubt, it was Zhang Wei, who had worked overtime until 3:30 a.m. yesterday.

"Being young is great!"

Li Huachun sighed, looking at the radiant Zhang Wei with envy in his heart.

"Xiao Zhang, I'm sorry to have called you over again today."

Li Huachun poured Zhang Wei a cup of tea as well. "You know that No. 1 High School produced a perfect score in the provincial competition this time, right? I remember you're also from No. 1 High School?"

Zhang Wei accepted the teacup, flattered. "I'm from No. 1 Middle School."

He was still a little confused. Even if someone from No. 1 High School got a perfect score this time, they didn't need to be so polite to him, a student from No. 1 High School with whom he had no connection.

"These two are professors from the Mathematics Department of Yenching University. They've come to talk to that student. Could you help them make contact?"

Li Huachun introduced him to Zhang Wei.

A professor at Yanbei University!

Zhang Wei's pupils dilated slightly, somewhat surprised, but mostly puzzled.

Why are they looking for a contestant who got a perfect score in the provincial competition?

Previously, perfect scorers did not receive this treatment.

To put it bluntly, even those who score full marks in the provincial competition will find it difficult to become lecturers at Yanbei University, let alone professors.