Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration Chapter 581 - 572 Humble Girl’s Story of Rising up (8) 34th

Regarding this, Ye Mother was also very helpless.

She had reminded Ye Shaohua many tis in private to be sweet-tongued when dealing with the Tian Family.

However, the other party was like a blockhead, completely unenlightened.

Her relationship with Tian Family’s parents was not even as good as Ye Jinlan’s with them.

If it were Ye Jinlan, with her brains, she would have long chard the Tian Family’s parents into happiness.

After realizing that Ye Shaohua wasn’t taking her reminders to heart, Ye Mother said no more on the matter.

Although she was very satisfied with Tian Yu, she had to admit that her second daughter was quite different from him, and their current relationship was only because they were childhood sweethearts.

Once university ca around and Tian Yu t more people, it was only a matter of ti before they broke up.

"You sit, Auntie will go cut a waterlon for you." After Ye Mother took the waterlon to the kitchen and washed it, she cut it.

Tian Yu had lunch at the Ye Family and left when he saw that Ye Jinlan had not returned.

On her way back to her room, Ye Shaohua passed by Ye Fan.

He had finished all the other problems.

Only the last question from last year’s IMO Competition remained.

She paused in her steps and then pointed at the problem, "Go to the library and borrow ’Mathematics Strange Tales’. This problem uses the conjectured silk thread solution for doubling the cube ntioned in it."

Ye Fan was deep in thought, his head bowed.

But he didn’t expect to hear Ye Shaohua’s voice.

Her voice was very soft, and what she said was too complex; he only caught the word "library." "Second Sister, what did you say?"

Ye Shaohua glanced at him, then took a pen from his desk and wrote a line on a piece of paper.

The first line was the book title.

The second line was a subheading from the book.

After finishing, she returned to her own room.

Ye Fan looked down at the words on the paper.

He hadn’t first noticed what was written, but was struck by her bold and vigorous handwriting.

Ye Shaohua’s hard pen calligraphy skills, accumulated over decades, were not sothing ordinary people could compare with. The characters radiated an intense sense of her personal pride.

It’s said that handwriting reflects the person.

But Ye Fan felt that his Second Sister’s handwriting was entirely different from her persona.

This was also the first ti Ye Fan had seen his Second Sister’s handwriting.

After middle school, Shaohua never showed them her test papers or howork books again, and no one in the family cared about her grades or whether she had finished her howork.

Truthfully, Ye Fan was astonished by Ye Shaohua’s handwriting.

It took him a good while to snap out of it and see the content of what Ye Shaohua had written.

"Mathematics Strange Tales?"

This must be a mathematics reference, Ye Fan chewed over what she had just said and linked it all together, realizing that Ye Shaohua was talking about the solution to the final IMO question.

Ye Fan didn’t mind, placing the draft paper casually in a book.

One couldn’t bla him, he was well aware of Ye Shaohua’s academic performance.

He didn’t know why she would suddenly write down this line, just thinking to himself that his Second Sister’s math might not even be better than his.

Ye Jinlan didn’t co back until after dinner. Seeing Ye Jinlan returning, Ye Fan imdiately took the last problem to her.

Ye Shaohua glanced at him, saying nothing.

It was only after all the children had gone to bed that Ye Mother talked with Ye Father.

She sighed heavily, "What is Shaohua to do in the end? Why can’t she be more like Xiaofan and Jinlan?"

"Let it be," Ye Father, aware he hadn’t paid much attention to his second daughter, now found himself at a loss for where to start.

He rarely interfered with his children’s lives, having hardly involved himself with his eldest daughter or youngest son, so he felt helpless regarding this daughter, especially with his busy schedule.

Ye Mother was still uncomfortable.

Ye Father patted her, "We didn’t interfere with Jinlan and Xiaofan either, and look how clever they are. It seems that these things depend on the individual. Don’t feel too sad, maybe she will always be like this, no matter what."

The couple talked awhile longer, then went to sleep.

**

In a blink, it was ti to go back to school, and the senior year curriculum was exceptionally busy. Ye Shaohua took out the only change she had in the cabinet.

She was going to open an account in the securities market.

"Shaohua, where are you going?" Song Yi saw Ye Shaohua leaving during self-study class and couldn’t help but call out to her.

Ye Shaohua replied indifferently, "I have so things to take care of."

Song Yi watched Ye Shaohua thoughtfully, "Shaohua, I feel like you’ve changed lately. Before, you would tell everything."

That’s because she used to be foolish.

"Is that so." Ye Shaohua replied insipidly and turned to leave.

Leaving Song Yi still standing there with a complex expression.

anwhile.

First year of high school.

Ye Fan finally found so free ti to see his math teacher, Mr. Lin, a recent graduate from a top university well-known for his clear and comprehensible lectures.

Last Friday even he was stumped by this problem and said he needed to look up materials.

Ye Fan had specifically asked his eldest sister about this problem the night before, and even she couldn’t clarify it, saying it was too advanced for the curriculum.

But that’s the nature of studying mathematics; encountering difficult problems is normal.

So academics spend months unable to solve a tough problem.

Ye Fan was very eager to learn and liked to leave no stone unturned.

Hence, when class ended, he took the problem straight to his math teacher.

"Mr. Lin." He knocked on the door and entered upon receiving permission.

Seeing the paper he was holding, Mr. Lin knew why he was there, "You’ve co at the right ti, I was just about to talk to you about this problem."

"This problem is rather obscure, without a wealth of experience and knowledge, it’s impossible to solve. Even I was confounded," Mr. Lin laughed, not taking Ye Fan’s paper but instead opening his computer.

"You were confounded as well?" Ye Fan found it hard to believe.

Mr. Lin laughed at his reaction, "What, you think teachers are infallible? But, I did reach out to our university’s mathematics professor, who happened to be at a research conference with Professor Mo from Imperial University. He just solved this puzzle, let show you the reply email they sent this morning."

Mr. Lin efficiently logged into his email.

Listening to Mr. Lin, Ye Fan was shocked. Professor Mo from Imperial University was a leading mathematician in the country, holding professorships in foreign universities as well.

His sister was very keen to do postgraduate studies under Professor Mo, who was highly selective about his students. Thousands yearned to study under him, but few t his standards.

Even his eldest sister had no connections to Professor Mo, occasionally ntioning him in conversation.

Ye Fan never expected to see an email sent by Professor Mo that day.

It also reflected the difficulty of the math problem.

Ye Fan read through the docunt from Professor Mo carefully and when his eyes reached the last line, he froze.