"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?"

knit brows. The formulas and methods of answering were odd. They had reason to suspect it was all just written

not knowing

difficulty of these questions, very few of

alone these competitors, even they might

Just mark it wrong. It clearly looks like

were a hodgepodge, probably cobbled together

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, they had

the announcement of the results for

Championship

for disputes

consisted of top-notch figures

venet

enough to cause a

the celebrated

qualified to

a trivial

teachers said helplessly. They felt it wasn't necessary; consulting

...

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