"Why aren't the results out yet?"

"Seriously, they should've been announced by now, right?"

Everyone was puzzled, whispering among themselves.

...

Backstage.

Thirty teachers, split into three rows, were grading papers on computers. The competitors' answers were displayed on their screens for scoring.

"Hey, everyone, come check out this paper," one of the teachers suddenly exclaimed loudly.

Two teachers sitting next to him leaned over, curiosity piqued, and soon furrowed their brows too.

"These formulas are so strange. I can understand them when they're broken down, but when I look at them separately, they just don't make sense."

Hearing this, the other teachers who had been focused on grading gathered around, intrigued.

"Is this just gibberish?"

stared at the screen, all with tightly knit brows. The formulas and methods of answering were odd. They had reason to suspect it was

contestant, not knowing how to

difficulty of these questions, very few of the competitors could

even they might not be

it. Just mark it wrong. It clearly

formulas were a hodgepodge, probably cobbled

silent, his brows deeply furrowed. Was it all just done haphazardly? Many of the formulas and answers were correct, but he couldn't quite understand the process. It would be irresponsible to mark it wrong just like that. Ever since the first round, with Flora from the Austenberg team's incident,

a moment, he stood up. "Let's delay the announcement of the results for a while. I'll

Championship had

jury for disputes

top-notch figures

venet

cause a stir

the

qualified

a trivial matter, going

other teachers said helplessly. They felt it wasn't necessary; consulting the jury would also

...

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