After taking the advice, I became a top student.

"Chengdu has developed so rapidly in recent years!"

On the bus from the Chengdu Mathematical Society to Chengdu No. 1 High School, Zheng Mingyang looked at the bustling scenery passing by outside the window. "I remember when I came here three years ago, the area outside the Third Ring Road was still a wasteland."

"After all, it's the provincial capital, and with the combined resources of the entire Sichuan province, it's normal for it to have this speed of development."

Zhao Yiming echoed, saying that he had just attended a meeting in Chengdu a few months ago, so he wasn't too surprised by this.

Even the most bustling scene can become tiresome. After a journey of more than an hour, and the initial novelty wore off in the first half hour, Zheng Mingyang looked away again, his eyes unfocused, as he once again pondered the proof of the invariant in his mind.

For him, this trip was just a way to clear his head; he didn't expect a high school student to actually solve his problems.

However, this is also a good opportunity to test that little guy. If he really is a good prospect, perhaps we can take on a good student this time, and then the trip will not have been in vain.

Zhao Yiming looked at his old friend, who had once again become dejected, and sighed softly, hoping that the little guy wouldn't let them down.

Soon, the MPV stopped in front of the gate of Rongcheng No.1 Middle School.

A large group of people had already gathered at the school gate, including Principal Zhang Hu, Vice Principal Zhao Zhenzhong, the Dean of Studies, Zhou Zhi, Jiang Fan, Hu Xin, and others.

Besides the leaders of No. 1 High School, the competition organizers and outstanding math teachers all came. Zhang Hu was worried that the math professors from Yanbei University would use some technical terms that no one would understand, and it would be bad if there was an awkward silence.

Not only that, the previously messy shared bicycles at the school gate have also been cleared away and the area has been cleaned up. The school gate of No. 1 Middle School has not been this clean for many years.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing was the banner hanging at the school gate.

Welcome to the professor from Yanbei University for his guidance at No. 1 High School.

Zhao Yiming was both amused and exasperated. The leaders of this school were truly something else; they had taken the trick of using someone else's name to their advantage to the extreme.

"President Li, professors, welcome, welcome... I am Zhang Hu, the principal of No. 1 Middle School."

Zhang Hu didn't recognize Zheng Mingyang and the other person, but he did recognize Zhang Hu, the president of the Rongcheng Mathematical Society. As the group got off the bus, he greeted them with a big smile.

"Zheng Mingyang, Professor of the School of Mathematics at Yanbei University".

"Zhao Yiming".

After introducing themselves, Zheng Mingyang and Zhang Hu shook hands with Zhang Hu and the group of school leaders behind him.

Click... Click...

When the two sides met, several photographers who had been waiting around hurriedly pressed the shutter to capture this historic moment in photos.

It is foreseeable that these photos will appear in tweets from the official account of the school tomorrow, no, this afternoon.

Although Zhao Yiming felt somewhat helpless, he wasn't too averse to it. After all, they were indeed asking for a favor this time. If that kid from No. 1 Middle School really had such talent, he wouldn't mind supporting No. 1 Middle School.

Zheng Mingyang had no time for pretense; he was focused on proving himself, and he had been staring at Bai Zhi ever since he got out of the car.

With so many people present, and only Bai Zhi among them, it was obvious that she was the main character of their trip. He didn't bother with further conversation with Zhang Hu and the others, and went straight to Bai Zhi, offering a friendly smile and extending his hand to ask…

"You must be Chen Mo?"

"?"

Bai Zhi stood there, stunned.

Zhang Hu, who had been all smiles, was also stunned.

Zhao Zhenzhong, Zhou Zhi... the leaders present at No. 1 Middle School looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Professor Zheng, are you here to see Chen Mo?"

In the end, Zhang Hu was the first to react.

"Isn't this Chen Mo?"

Zheng Mingyang was also stunned. Didn't they say before they came that they wanted to meet the students from No. 1 Middle School who won the provincial first prize this time?

"Sorry, I made a fool of myself."

Zhang Hu readily admitted, "This is Bai Zhi, a student who participated in this provincial competition. We thought the two professors were here to see her."

"Bai Zhi is also a very outstanding student."

He didn't forget to reassure Bai Zhi before saying, "Chen Mo should still be in class right now."

Then he looked at Zhou Zhi and said, "Go and bring Chen Mo to the conference room."

In reality, he knew nothing about Chen Mo. He had heard of Bai Zhi, but he had no recollection of the name Chen Mo.

Originally, Zhou Zhi had planned to meet in his office, but Zhang Hu naturally disagreed and specially arranged for a meeting room of the highest standard in the school to be set up.

"The person they're looking for is Chen Mo?!"

Zhou Zhi was startled, and countless questions popped into his mind.

So the one who won first prize in this provincial competition wasn't Bai Zhi, but Chen Mo?

But Chen Mo handed in his paper an hour early, so how did he manage to get a provincial first prize?

Zhou Zhi gasped in shock.

He belatedly realized that they might have really misunderstood Chen Mo. Chen Mo didn't hand in his paper early because the exam was too difficult; he genuinely wanted to use his time to study, which is why he handed it in early.

"Chen Mo?"

Vice Principal Zhao Zhenzhong had a deep impression of this name.

He remembered that not long ago, Zhou Zhi and Jiang Fan had argued in his office about this little guy. In the end, the little guy actually wanted to take on both math and physics competitions at the same time. It would be hard for him not to remember such an arrogant little guy.

But now it seems that the little guy might not be arrogant, but actually has real strength!

He managed to win first prize in both math and physics competitions, which even caught the attention of professors at Yanbei University.

Is our No. 1 High School about to produce a true dragon?

Bai Zhi, standing to the side, was already blushing. After all, she was just a high school sophomore, and she was so embarrassed by the embarrassing situation that she wished she could disappear into the ground.

"I'm sorry, Bai Zhi. Teacher Zhou was too excited when he heard the news and didn't understand the details."

Zhou Zhi came to his senses and quietly apologized to Bai Zhi.

"Blame me, blame me."

Zhang Wei also stepped forward, "It's my fault for not explaining things clearly to Teacher Zhou..."

"Bai Zhi, why don't you come along too? We came here to meet these outstanding young people, and we can chat together then."

Zhao Yiming understood what was going on and said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go get Chen Mo right now."

Zhou Zhi breathed a sigh of relief. He had been worried that his rashness would cause trouble for Bai Zhi, but this should make things much better.

"Let's not disturb Chen Mo's studies, let's go straight there."

Zheng Mingyang made the suggestion.

Zhao Yiming stopped Zheng Mingyang, saying, "It's not convenient with so many classmates in front of us. Let's talk in the conference room."

Zheng Mingyang realized what was happening and immediately nodded.

Soon, the group split into two groups and went to the conference room.

"The two professors have come here today to...?"

Upon entering the conference room, a staff member in uniform immediately came over and poured Zhang Hu's prepared Zhuyeqing tea, which originated from Emei Mountain.

Zhao Yiming didn't answer the question, but instead looked at Bai Zhi, "Bai Zhi, do you remember the last question in this provincial competition?"

Zhang Hu and his companions exchanged glances, not understanding the purpose of the two professors from Yanbei University.

Meanwhile, Zhou Zhi had arrived at Class 18's classroom. Seeing Teacher Song giving a lecture, he could only stand at the door with his hands clasped together again. "Excuse me, Teacher Song, I need to talk to Chen Mo about something."

Song Wen frowned slightly.

Good grief, are you trying to pick a fight?

Generally speaking, the teachers for the first and second years of high school are separate. Today, he came to substitute for the Chinese teacher of Class 18 because the teacher had something to do. Unexpectedly, Zhou Zhi came along again.

"It's a good thing..." Zhou Zhi was both amused and exasperated, never expecting such a coincidence.

"It's good news, right?"

Song Wen felt it was too much of a coincidence. What was going on at this school? How could there be so much good news every day?

But he didn't doubt Zhou Zhi, and instead said to Chen Mo, "Go."