A genius student? Ha, they're nothing but ants at your feet!

Chapter 26 What terrifying computing power!

Seeing Su Hao staring blankly at the blackboard, Professor Hu on the podium was not surprised. Instead, he considerately waited for him for a while, wanting to give the young man some time to process the situation.

In this semi-final selection that brought together the nation's top talents, Su Hao was the only one to achieve a perfect score.

Despite being the youngest, the professor was convinced that the child could keep up with his derivation progress.

"Come on, Su Hao, why don't you come to the front and go over your ideas with everyone?"

Professor Hu thought to himself:

"Is he too nervous? It would be a problem if this child had stage fright..."

He had seen too many geniuses with exceptionally high IQs but social anxiety.

but!

Talking without doing is useless, and doing without talking is just plain stupid!

For mathematicians, speaking in public is not a dispensable skill, but a required course that determines the height of their academic career!

As a teacher, he felt obligated to help this promising student overcome his psychological barriers.

thump.

Su Hao's heart was pounding.

Standing in front of everyone certainly puts a little bit of pressure on me.

But compared to that, the wrong symbol on the blackboard felt like a million ants crawling on him, making him feel like he was being pricked by thorns and almost driving him crazy!

Considering that the subsequent formula derivation was all correct and there were no logical flaws, Su Hao could tell with his toes that this was absolutely a simple typo by the professor.

But precisely because it was an "unintentional mistake," it feels more like a fishbone stuck in your throat, extremely awkward!

Amidst the intense conflict of all these settings, his long-suppressed "obsessive-compulsive disorder" suddenly erupted in an epic fashion!

He walked step by step toward the podium.

However, the further they went, the more rapid their breathing became.

"Alright, shall we begin?"

Professor Hu handed over the chalk with an encouraging smile.

flashing.

It flashed wildly.

That error symbol was practically glowing like a flashbang in his eyes!

At the same time, it was magnified countless times, occupying his entire field of vision!

Finally, at this moment, the string of reason snapped completely.

I simply can't stand it anymore!

As if possessed by some kind of truth, he strode towards the third blackboard without hesitation.

Then, under the bewildered gazes of the entire class and the professor, Su Hao forcefully stood on tiptoe, stretched out his arm, and tried to erase something from the blackboard.

But because it's too high, I can't reach it.

This scene would be absolutely hilarious and make people laugh out loud if it happened normally.

But faced with this extremely bizarre and completely unpredictable scene, the entire classroom fell into a deathly silence, and not a single person could laugh.

"Su Hao... what... what are you trying to do now?"

Professor Hu's smile froze on his face.

"The symbol..." Su Hao answered on tiptoe, "I wrote the symbol wrong!"

Upon hearing this, Professor Hu's brows furrowed instantly, forming a deep frown.

Then, he stared intently at the third blackboard for a while.

Finding a single error in a complex set of formulas is no less difficult than finding a contact lens in the Sahara Desert.

But because Su Hao was trying to wipe something away, Professor Hu's gaze instantly locked onto that spot.

next second.

"Holy crap..."

Professor Hu suddenly let out an incredulous exclamation.

A look of extreme astonishment flashed across his usually serious and composed old face!

The symbol... was really written incorrectly!

It wasn't because the derivation logic was wrong, but because I misjudged the situation for a second and wrote down a plus sign that shouldn't have been there!

but!

This means that the elementary school student in front of us not only understood all the advanced university-level number theory knowledge on the blackboard during those few seconds of "daydreaming"...

It even created a mirror model in its brain and instantly identified a deep-seated bug hidden in the middle of the unfolded structure?!

What terrifying intuition and computing power!

"You...you're right."

Professor Hu muttered to himself, stretched out his finger, and gently rubbed it on the blackboard, changing the abrupt '+' sign into a '-' sign.

Su Hao's heels touched the ground again, and the glaring alarm light in his mind finally went out.

"call--"

Su Hao exhaled a long breath of pent-up stale air.

The oppressive feeling in my chest melted away like ice and snow, and my breathing instantly returned to normal.

Su Hao turned around and gave the professor a relieved and radiant smile.

Looking at that smile, Professor Hu felt a turmoil of emotions welling up inside him, an indescribable mix of feelings.

"Thank you, Su Hao." Professor Hu nodded to Su Hao. "Very insightful correction."

Professors are human too; when their thoughts are racing and they're multitasking, they might occasionally make a mistake with a symbol.

But he knew better than anyone what kind of talent it took to instantly spot this mistake in a blackboard writing of this caliber!

Throughout history, among the brilliant mathematical geniuses, there has never been a shortage of eccentric individuals with a morbid obsession with the truth.

The classroom was quiet at that moment.

All the students below were completely stunned into silence and their minds went blank!

Is this some kind of ghost story?!

We couldn't even make out the formula below, and you spotted the professor's typo at a glance?!

And it's in such a complicated, cryptic book?!

Professor Hu turned around and looked at the group of dumbfounded students, his expression instantly turning as cold as ice.

"You were all frantically taking notes down there, but not a single one of you noticed the mistake!"

What?! Is it just mindless copying?!

That's a slap in the face!

A merciless slap in the face from the group!

The professor's face showed undisguised disappointment.

He had hoped that this group of top talents who had fought their way out from all over the country would bring him some surprises.

Compared to Su Hao, they were like a bunch of kids still playing in the mud!

Pan Xun gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

The pride that had been cherished since childhood was mercilessly thrown to the ground and shattered at this moment.

Wang Shuo, who was not far away, hurriedly adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He flipped through his densely filled notes with both hands, his face etched with unconcealed shame.

Lin Shuwan, sitting in the corner, watched all of this with great interest, remaining calm and composed.

This mass-scale, dimensional-reducing attack seems so legitimate and justifiable!