Gao Yang, who had recovered from his shock, did not care about Shan Yue anymore and left. He walked to the podium nervously and looked at the answer Shan Yue had written. He compared it to the standard answer in his hand. He immediately felt like he had been struck by lightning, and his hands trembled.
The result was self-evident. Shan Yue's answer was exactly the same as the standard answer. The students sitting also stood up. Even Tang Hui, who had always been at odds with Shan Yue, was very curious.
Suddenly, a question sounded from below the stage. "Teacher Gao, is the answer Shan Yue came up with correct?"
Gao Yang did not reply to the student's question. This finale question of the Olympiad was enough to be placed in a national competition. Many professors could not do it right even if they racked their brains. A child who had just entered university could actually write it completely! Could it be that there really were prodigies in this world?
