"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?"

at the screen, all with tightly knit brows. The formulas and methods of answering were odd. They had

not knowing how to solve it, just scribbled something

of these questions, very few of the

might not be able

let's not dwell on it. Just mark it wrong. It clearly looks

were a hodgepodge, probably

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, they

he stood up. "Let's delay the announcement

Championship

for disputes

consisted of top-notch figures from

venet

influential enough to cause a stir in the

the

wasn't qualified to

for such a trivial matter,

felt it wasn't necessary; consulting the jury would

...

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