My IQ has been increasing year by year.

Chapter 61 Submitting the Paper

Time continued to pass.

The sunlight turned completely orange-red.

Occasionally, the noise of students leaving get out of class could be heard in the corridor, but it quickly faded away.

"Time's up."

On the podium.

Professor Wang put down the enamel mug he was holding.

He didn't look at his watch; he timed it with extreme precision.

"Stop writing."

"Hand over the draft paper."

Wang Huashao let out a long breath and handed over the crumpled, scratched piece of paper in his hand.

He Gui's face turned bright red, and he handed over his half-finished product with his head down.

Miao Shi'an pushed up his glasses and placed the paper with half of the energy equation in front of him.

Zhou Kai loosened his grip on the pen, revealing a deep indentation at his knuckles.

He handed over the sheet of paper filled with calculus equations without any expression.

Lin Yi and Chen Zhuo's papers were sandwiched in the middle.

Six sheets of draft paper.

It was placed on the wooden lectern.

Professor Wang took a pair of reading glasses out of his shirt pocket.

Put it on slowly and deliberately.

He did not sit down.

Standing in front of the podium, in front of these six junior high school students, I began to look at these six pieces of paper.

The classroom was extremely quiet.

All you could hear was the sound of paper turning.

Professor Wang picked up the first one.

I glanced at it and placed it directly on the left side of the table.

"Wang is a man of few words."

His voice was calm, without any criticism, simply stating the facts.

"You apply Ohm's law from beginning to end, and in your subconscious mind, an electric motor is just a dead resistor."

"When it's stuck, it's a pure resistor; when it starts spinning, it's a non-pure resistor."

"If you don't understand the physical process, it's useless no matter how well you apply the formulas."

He picked up the second one.

It was placed on the left.

"He Gui's thinking is confused, the force analysis is missing a key tension, and the foundation is not solid enough."

He picked up the third and fourth cards.

I watched it for a little longer.

Then, they were placed side by side in the middle.

Miao Shi'an.

Professor Wang glanced at the boy sitting in the second row.

"You are aware of where the energy is going and know that you need to conserve energy, but you have overlooked the most important step."

"When an electric motor generates mechanical energy, the coil will inevitably heat up. You have omitted the heating part, so the equation does not hold true."

"Zhou Kai".

Professor Wang's gaze fell on the tall boy in the first row.

"Your math skills are excellent; your calculation ability is rare at this age."

"You're trying to achieve this speed using the method of infinitesimals and the concept of limits."

"But physics is not a purely mathematical game. The infinitesimal model you constructed is wrong in a physical sense. The coupling relationship between electrical parameters and mechanical parameters cannot be forced out by mathematics."

Zhou Kai sat in his seat.

His back remained ramrod straight.

He looked at Professor Wang but did not refute him.

She simply pursed her lips slightly.

At last.

Professor Wang picked up the remaining two sheets of paper.

A large expanse of blank space, arrogant and domineering.

A densely packed sheet of text, logically rigorous.

Professor Wang handed over these two sheets of paper.

It was laid flat on the far right of the lectern.

He took off his reading glasses.

Hold it in your hand.

His gaze swept over the six people below.

"Of the six people, only two arrived at the correct result."

"Lin Yi, Chen Zhuo."

Professor Wang gently tapped the lectern with the temple of his reading glasses.

"You four, after class, come and see how those two solve the problem."

"One is to skip all the red tape and have a complete picture of the real physical world in mind, so you can get straight to the point."

"One is the old-school, cold-blooded, and violent dismantling, which breaks down a complex system into its most basic physical laws and then reassembles it with an impeccable chain of logic."

Professor Wang put his reading glasses back into his pocket.

I picked up the chipped enamel mug.

"I don't care if you use intuition or brute force to deduce it."

"What I want to see is that you can put aside those idealized fairy tales in this classroom."

"Go and confront real physics."

That's all for today.

"No plans for tonight. I'll eat at the cafeteria and then go back to my dorm to rest."

"See you in this classroom at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

Professor Wang was holding a teacup.

He didn't say another word.

He turned around, opened the door, and walked out of the classroom.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away in the corridor.