Chapter 118 - 81 Can You Stomach This Kind of Chicken Soup?_2

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Chapter 118: Chapter 81 Can You Stomach This Kind of Chicken Soup?_2Lan Jie was quite open-minded about Xue Song already starting to guide Qiao Yu in academic research. To be honest, with his level of mathematics, he couldn’t really teach Qiao Yu anything. Especially now that Qiao Yu was clearly more interested in number theory. Having a professor like Xue Song to take over, Lan Jie even felt a lot more relieved. As for Qiao Yu’s high school teachers, they naturally wouldn’t have any objections. Especially his new homeroom teacher and math teacher. If Qiao Yu could represent Huaxia in the IMO and even win an award, getting directly admitted to Qingbei, they would feel honored and might even gain some benefits. Although Qiao Yu’s class was indeed the best A class of Xingtie First Middle School’s high school department in 2024, to be honest, besides Qiao Yu, the teachers weren’t confident about grooming another student for Qingbei. After all, though Xingtie First Middle School had become popular for a while thanks to Qiao Yu’s fame, that was already an incident from August. The recruitment was long completed, so naturally, the quality of students couldn’t have significantly improved compared to previous years. Except for Qiao Yu. Of course, this kind of student is unique and should not be compared with ordinary students. Everyone understood clearly that even if next year’s high school recruitment might not see any qualitative improvement, there was hope for the middle school department. After all, in the eyes of many uninformed ordinary people, Qiao Yu was genuinely cultivated by the middle school department of Xingtie First Middle School. This was indeed a legitimate bonus point. What Qiao Yu didn’t know was that, thanks to him, the Morning News interview specifically mentioned the good guy’s name. So this year, several private education groups in Star City had already invited Lan Jie, intending to recruit him to specifically teach Olympiad math classes. Although the other side offered a high price, Lan Jie still preferred the stability of working in a public high school with a stable post. Moreover, Lan Jie understood his own ability and personality very well. If he really went to a competitive private school, chances were he wouldn’t be able to thrive. After all, he’s not the type of teacher who likes to push students forward with a metaphorical whip. He hopes to inspire a genuine love of mathematics in students through personal example and instruction, leading them to voluntarily dive into the study of mathematics. But obviously, this requires students themselves to have a high level of initiative and talent, and to overcome negative emotions such as laziness, fear of difficulties, frustration, stress, and even self-doubt. In fact, to achieve this level, honestly, having one in a hundred would already be pretty good, and the vast majority are concentrated in the Four top schools. So Lan Jie didn’t even consider the offers, rejecting all the olive branches sent to him, without mentioning it to anyone. All in all, with a bit of success under his belt, Qiao Yu naturally enjoyed a different kind of treatment at Railway First Middle School, once again proving that this world can’t be completely fair. The way this world differentiates treatment based on people’s abilities is probably the fairest form of all unfairness that most Huaxia people are willing to accept. After all, the vast majority of Huaxia people are really quite sincere. They do not even resent wealth, rather they are annoyed by those who exploit loopholes in the system to gain something for nothing. ... With two days free from military training, Qiao Yu did not waste any time. He spent every day reading the English papers sent by Xue Song, while learning English words specific to mathematics, replacing problem-solving with this as his daily routine. Fortunately, with the solid foundation in English he had previously built, reading wasn’t too difficult. The papers Xue Song specifically sent him were representative ones that greatly inspired Qiao Yu. "Rational Points on Elliptic Curves" explored the theory of elliptic curves in Diophantine equations; "Diophantine Geometry: An Introduction" mainly discussed how geometric methods solve Diophantine equations. "The Hasse Principle for Diophantine Equations" examined the Hasse Principle, exploring issues of finding solutions to equations within the framework of the local-global principle. Earlier, Qiao Yu’s mathematics learning was all about finding videos and articles on the internet, mostly targeting specific problems, therefore scattered and unsystematic. But these papers were different. Each one examined such equations from a particular perspective, applying a series of mathematical tools to analyze the problems clearly. Some papers even left room for contemplation. The proofs of many lemmas and theorems in these papers truly shocked Qiao Yu, providing him with much insight. For example, in solving the Diophantine equations given by Xue Song, he also used the theory of elliptic curves, but his method was noticeably cumbersome. It turned out that some theorems, or mathematical tools, had already been provided, allowing him to solve the problems more easily. So, with the recent guidance from a proper master, Qiao Yu had indeed become immersed in a sea of mathematics, unable to extricate himself. Really, if it weren’t for Principal Zhang asking on WeChat at around six in the evening the next day, while he was eating: "Qiao Yu, haven’t you finished writing your speech? Can’t I expect you to give it to me by ten tonight, as I said? What if it needs revisions?" He truly forgot the matter of needing to write a speech and represent the new high school students at the freshmen’s assembly. Sёarch* The ηovelFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. So, upon seeing Principal Zhang’s message, Qiao Yu immediately exited WeChat, took a few bites of his meal, and dashed straight to his bedroom. "What’s the rush? You’re not even finishing your meal?" Qiao Xi was a bit angry, slapping the table.

Chapter 118 - 81 Can You Stomach This Kind of Chicken Soup?_2

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