Super God-Level Top Student

"Ah, I should\'ve reminded them earlier."

"Forget about that for now. How did Qiao Ze do on the exam?"

"How else could he have done? He got a perfect score," said the person on the other end, and then gloomily added, "I checked the time, 27 minutes. The other students had an extra thirty minutes before they handed in their papers."

"Oh, I see. Then there\'s no issue. Zhu, don\'t feel too pressured about it. I\'ve already reported this exam situation to the school, and I\'ll go explain it further later. But we really do need to pay attention to this. We have to work on strengthening the kids\' mental resilience and ability to handle stress.

I\'ll contact the service center\'s teachers to provide them with psychological counseling."

"That would be great, after all, there are still several exams to go through. Ah... I\'m afraid that when the second-year students start learning Mathematical Analysis (III) next semester, they might lack confidence. I guarantee this year\'s sophomore class will have the most students switching majors.

But, come to think of it, don\'t you agree that Qiao Ze really isn\'t suited to be in the same class as these average kids? I\'m not just talking about the students, even I feel nervous thinking about Qiao Ze attending my classes after that dinner with the professors from Yanbei."

"You\'re telling me! It\'s always Jian Gao harping on about wanting the kids to experience the life of ordinary people! Does he not think that Qiao Ze is an ordinary kid? Rest assured, Zhu, I\'ll give Li Jian Gao a serious talking-to! At least on this matter, he\'s definitely made a mistake!"

Having said this, Xu Dajiang\'s tone softened a bit, "But well, it\'s just for this semester. Qiao Ze has already started working on a project, and I absolutely won\'t let him continue affecting the other students in the basic math class next semester. The difficulty of the exams can also return to normal."

"Well, that\'s the only option then," came a muffled response from the other end, "Alright, if there\'s nothing else, I\'m going to hang up now, need to get some papers graded... Sigh."

"Haha, okay, Professor Zhu, you go ahead, I\'ll hang up now."

After hanging up, Xu Dajiang smiled faintly.

This year\'s exam papers need to be carefully preserved.

It\'s just a shame; the project doesn\'t progress that quickly.

I really hope Qiao Ze\'s project succeeds, and the sooner, the better... If we could have good news by this time next year, that would be ideal!

Then his three-year plan could proceed smoothly!

This kid Qiao Ze, he still needs to keep it up!

...

At the family compound of Xilin University of Technology, Group Wisdom project studio.

Group Wisdom was a name decided by Qiao Ze after discussing with Li Jian Gao. It signifies not only endowing machines with intelligence through Group Theory but also the collective effort to do so.

Li Jian Gao suggested it, and Qiao Ze found it quite fitting, so it was settled.

Right now, Qiao Ze was sitting in front of the computer, making slight adjustments to the system framework based on the feedback from the past few days.

There was no way around it; this task was one only he could handle, not even Li Jian Gao.

After all, the entire framework was personally designed by him. Anyone else would just be left staring at a pile of incomprehensible code.

Li Jian Gao\'s student Tan Jingrong was silently sitting opposite Qiao Ze, feeding data into the system.

Tan Jingrong was also a man of few words, so the studio would always be quiet when it was just the two of them, with only the sound of keyboard typing filling the air.

It just so happened that the two of them were alone in the studio quite often.

After all, Su Mucheng and Chen Yiwen were busy with exams for graduation season.

Like today, Qiao Ze came to the studio to work right after handing in his exam early, while Su Mucheng and Chen Yiwen were still biting their pens in the exam hall.

Over two hours passed with each engrossed in their work, when suddenly there was a noise outside, the door was pushed open, and Su Mucheng and Chen Yiwen walked into the studio one after the other.

Su Mucheng placed two exquisite lunch boxes next to the small table beside Qiao Ze, and Chen Yiwen sat down next to Tan Jingrong and said brashly, "Your meal box is ready; I left it outside on the table. Go have your meal; I\'ll take over."

"Aren\'t you eating?" Tan Jingrong asked.

After spending over ten days together, Tan Jingrong had become quite familiar with Chen Yiwen.

After all, Chen Yiwen talked much more than Qiao Ze.

"I don\'t feel like eating today. I bought three buns and ate them on the way," Chen Yiwen replied.

"Well, thank you, Chen," Tan Jingrong thanked her, then he stood up and stretched before leaving the studio, leaving the space to the three classmates.

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During the pause in the conversation, Su Mucheng had already opened the two exquisite lunch boxes, placed the two small dishes that came with the boxes in the middle of the table, shifted half the rice from her box into Qiao Ze\'s, arranged the boxes properly, and then poured two cups of water, placing them next to their respective boxes before turning to Qiao Ze and asking, "Qiao Ze, ready to eat?"

"I still need eight minutes here," Qiao Ze replied without looking away from his monitor.

"Okay, sure!" Su Mucheng replied, then pulled up a stool next to Qiao Ze and started chatting, "You have no idea! After you left the exam hall today, Liu Zhiyu burst into tears!"

"Oh? Why?" Qiao Ze still didn\'t look away from his screen and inquired indifferently.

Chen Yiwen glanced at them and was already used to this mode of communication.