Oh no! I've only been a freshman and I've already been targeted by a mean upperclassman.

Part Two.

These four words, like a heavy hammer, struck everyone's heart.

Especially Li Hao.

The color drained from his face in an instant.

If the astonishing code that Li Chen had just written only made him feel threatened and jealous.

So now, this headline brings him pure, soul-deep fear.

He finally understood.

From the very beginning, Li Chen never considered him an opponent.

He didn't even consider the question posed by Professor Liu Yidao as a problem that needed to be "solved".

In his view, the question itself was wrong.

What a terrifying, condescending attitude!

"He's gone mad... He's absolutely mad..." Li Hao muttered to himself, his body trembling slightly uncontrollably.

An undergraduate student openly points out in the class of the most authoritative professor in the entire department that the professor's questions contain an "inherent logical paradox"?

This is not answering the question.

This is a challenge to authority!

This is a declaration of war against the entire academic system of computer science!

"Holy crap! Old Li's going to take us to the heavens!" Wang Qiang exclaimed excitedly, his face flushed red, his fists clenched tightly.

"That was awesome! I give that a perfect score of 10,000!" Zhao Zixuan had already taken out his phone and started recording.

"He wasn't showing off." Chen Mo's voice trembled slightly, as if he were on a pilgrimage.

"He is... preaching."

Li Chen ignored the commotion below the stage.

He picked up the chalk and began his "preaching".

"Professor Liu, students."

His voice, though not loud, carried clearly throughout the entire lecture hall.

"The algorithm we just described is the optimal solution that can be achieved under the idealized model of 'static resource pool' given in the problem."

"However, in a real operating system environment, the resource pool is always changing dynamically."

"External interrupts, I/O blocking, memory page swapping... any tiny disturbance can cause the beautiful mathematical model we just built to collapse instantly."

As he spoke, he drew various arrows representing "disturbances" on the blackboard, shattering the perfect model he had previously constructed.

"Therefore, I believe that the premise of this question itself contains a logical flaw caused by the attempt to simplify the problem."

"A truly robust scheduling algorithm should not pursue a static optimal solution."

"It should be a control system that can dynamically adapt to environmental changes, continuously self-correct, and has a negative feedback mechanism."

His words, like bullets, pierced the brains of everyone present.

Especially Professor Liu Yidao.

He stood there, motionless, like a petrified statue.

His face was filled with shock, astonishment, and a tremendous shock that...his understanding had been completely overturned by the younger generation.

He certainly knew that the assumptions in the problem were idealized.

This applies to all textbook problems.

But no one has ever dared to so bluntly and incisively expose this "Emperor's New Clothes" in the classroom!

What's even more frightening is that the other party not only exposed it.

We also need to patch it.

Li Chen had already begun writing his "revised plan" on the blackboard.

He introduced a series of more cutting-edge, even science fiction-like, concepts such as "environmental entropy," "system load factor," and "predictive scheduling."

His previous algorithm was like a sophisticated mechanical clock.

And now, he is installing an artificial intelligence brain into this clock.

Give it the ability to learn and evolve.

If the previous code was "poetry"...

So now, what he is writing is "divine oracle".

In the classroom, no one could fully understand what he was saying anymore.

But everyone was captivated by the powerful, confident aura he exuded.

It is the demeanor of a master who stands at the pinnacle of knowledge and looks down upon all living beings.

Finally, Li Chen wrote the last character.

He put down the chalk, and the chalk dust got all over his hand.

He clapped his hands, turned around, and bowed slightly to the audience below the podium.

"That concludes my answer."

The entire venue was deathly silent.

A suffocating, deathly silence that lasted for more than ten seconds.

then.

"Smack."

"Slap slap."

"Clap clap clap clap clap..."

Professor Liu Yidao was the first to applaud.

He looked at Li Chen, and in those eyes that were always full of sternness and scrutiny, at this moment, there was no concealment of the volcanic eruption of excitement and admiration!

"Good! Good! Good!"

He said "good" three times in a row, his cheeks flushed red with excitement.

He strode over to Li Chen's side, not to look at him, but to stroke the writing on the blackboard as if it were a rare treasure.

"Exquisite! Incomparably exquisite!"

"Solve the scheduling problem at the level of a control system! I've only seen this idea in one recent research report from MIT!"

"And your critique of the premise! Insightful! So insightful!"

He suddenly turned around, grabbed Li Chen's shoulder, and his strength was astonishing.

"Excuse me! What's your name?!"

"Li Chen".

"Great! Li Chen!" Professor Liu Yiduo's eyes lit up. "You're not just solving a problem; you're teaching me, and everyone here, a lesson!"

"What you've written isn't an algorithm, it's art! It's the art of code!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire classroom erupted in applause.

All the students spontaneously stood up and gave the most enthusiastic applause to the figure on the podium, paying the highest tribute.

The way they looked at Li Chen had completely changed.

It's no longer about watching an "internet celebrity" or a "school heartthrob".

Rather, it is about seeing a real, living "God"!

Li Hao was still slumped in his seat.

The thunderous applause from all around was like a series of resounding slaps to his face.

His mind was blank.

It’s over.

It's all over.

The humiliation he meticulously planned today ultimately turned into a grand ceremony that deified the other party.

He himself became the most pathetic and ridiculous clown at the ceremony.

Amid thunderous applause, Li Chen stepped down from the podium.

He made his way through the crowd and returned to his seat.

"Godfather! Please accept my bow!" Wang Qiang was so excited that he was incoherent.

"Old Li, from today onwards, you are my half-brother!" Zhao Zixuan patted his shoulder forcefully.

Chen Mo remained silent, simply turning his laptop screen towards Li Chen.

On the screen is a private code repository that he just created.

The warehouse is called:

"The Gospel of Li."

Li Chen smiled, and just as he sat down, his phone vibrated in his pocket.

He took it out and looked at it.

It was a message from Yan Xi.

It's not text.

It's a picture.

In the picture, a noble and lazy Ragdoll cat is extending its paw and gently pressing it on the head of a trembling little mouse.

That posture was full of playfulness and control.

Below the image is a single word.

乖。