The Academic Superstar's Research Summoning System

Chapter 34 CCTV News Interview

The next day, in the lecture hall.

The exam room for the advanced mathematics midterm was so quiet that you could hear the scratching of pens on the exam paper.

On the stage, a young, unfamiliar man sat in a chair.

He is a teaching assistant to Professor Xu, a professor of advanced mathematics, and a second-year graduate student.

Professor Xu was temporarily pulled away to attend a provincial education seminar, and the task of proctoring the exam fell to him.

Teaching assistant Wang raised his head, glanced at the students below the stage who were writing furiously, and a knowing smile appeared on his lips.

Back in the day, he went through the same thing.

Now that he's standing here, he can experience what it means to tear an umbrella. He's gotten soaked himself, so how can you expect not to get wet? That's just ridiculous.

Don't let me catch you cheating!

The first major question, involving limit calculations, and the second, involving implicit function differentiation, are both fundamental.

The real turning point is the last proof problem, which uses the Lagrange Mean Value Theorem to prove an inequality with parameters. Every year, countless students fail here.

As he recalled the fear he had felt when this question dominated him years ago, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure standing up from his seat out of the corner of his eye.

He was a boy in the back row by the window.

Teaching assistant Wang frowned, thinking that the student had some problem, and was about to get up and go over.

But then the boy, carrying the test paper and answer sheet, walked straight toward the podium.

What's going on? The exam has only been going on for less than twenty minutes. You don't need to bring your exam paper to the restroom, right?

Lu Feng walked to the front of the classroom, placed the test paper face down on the table, and gently placed it there.

"Teacher, I'm handing in my paper."

The sound wasn't loud, but it was clearly audible in the classroom where you could hear a pin drop.

"Swish"

Nearly a hundred students in the audience raised their heads in unison, their eyes all fixed on the podium.

Dude, I haven't even finished answering my questions yet, and you've already handed in yours?

The teaching assistant almost dropped his phone. He stood up abruptly, looked at Lu Feng, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything for a long time.

"Hey...are you... sure you want to hand in your paper?"

What kind of speed is that? Twenty minutes? It's a miracle he even finished the multiple-choice and fill-in-the-blank questions, let alone the essay questions?

Teaching assistant Wang subconsciously picked up Lu Feng's exam paper and flipped it over.

The handwriting wasn't perfectly neat, but it was clean and crisp, without any trace of erasure. From the first multiple-choice question to the last proof question, it was completely full, with no blanks.

His gaze swept quickly over the last, most challenging proof problem.

The auxiliary function was constructed perfectly, the reference to the mean value theorem was just right, and the final derivation was so rigorous that even he, a graduate student, could not find a single fault with it.

This... is this even a human being's speed at solving problems?

Teaching assistant Wang felt that his worldview had been severely impacted.

He had taught advanced mathematics tutoring classes for two years and had taught hundreds of students. He considered himself to be quite knowledgeable, but he had never seen such an outrageous scene.

"Teacher, can we go now?" Lu Feng asked again when he saw that Lu Feng hadn't responded for a while.

The teaching assistant opened his mouth, as if to say something, such as "Student, please check again," but swallowed the words back.

What are you checking? You're not a primary school student anymore, why are you checking me?

"Ah...okay...okay."

He couldn't say anything; the rule was that you could hand in your paper early if you finished, and he couldn't very well stop people from handing it in.

Under the watchful eyes of the entire class, who regarded him as a god, Lu Feng slung his schoolbag over his shoulder, pushed open the back door of the classroom, and walked out with an air of nonchalance.

As soon as I stepped out of the teaching building, my phone vibrated in my pocket.

It was a text message from Li Hongde.

After you finish your exam, please come to the conference room on the third floor of the administration building. I need your assistance.

Lu Feng raised an eyebrow, replied with a simple "okay," and then turned and walked towards the administration building.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door of the conference room, Lu Feng was slightly surprised by what he saw inside.

Several people were sitting around the long conference table.

Besides Li Hongde, there were several other middle-aged men who appeared quite dignified.

I had seen two of them on the school's official website.

One is the vice dean in charge of scientific research, and the other is the dean of the School of Mechanical Engineering.

"You're here? Have a seat." Li Hongde pointed to the empty seat next to him.

Lu Feng sat down as instructed, and could feel several scrutinizing gazes falling on him.

"Let me introduce you to Lu Feng," Li Hongde said first, and then introduced Lu Feng to everyone.

"This is Dean Zhang of our college, this is Dean Wang of the Research Office, and this is Minister Liu of the Publicity Department of the university."

"Hello, Dean. Hello, Minister." Lu Feng stood up and nodded politely.

"Sit down, sit down, no need to be so polite." Dean Zhang smiled and waved his hand, gesturing for him to sit down. "The main reason I called you here today is about that exoskeleton thing you were working on last time."

He paused, exchanged a glance with Dean Wang beside him, and then continued, "Your stuff has a huge impact, not just online, but also at the higher-ups' attention."

"I just received a notification from CCTV News that they want to do a special interview with you to report in depth on your design philosophy and our school's training model for innovative talents."

CCTV News?

Lu Feng's heart stirred.

This is a great opportunity to boost your mood and learning points!

"I'm fine with it, I can cooperate anytime," Lu Feng replied crisply.

Dean Zhang nodded approvingly, his smile widening: "Good, that's the attitude we're looking for. The school will fully cooperate with you. Whatever venues, equipment, or materials you need, just tell Professor Li, and we'll give you the green light."

Dean Wang, standing nearby, also spoke up, his tone gentle: "Lu Feng, are you having any difficulties with your life? I've already spoken to the staff about the scholarship; your national scholarship this year is definitely secured. Also, regarding accommodation, if you find the current four-person room inconvenient for your research, we can arrange a single room for you."

This treatment practically screams "key protected individual" on their faces.

Lu Feng gets whatever he wants; it feels amazing.

Lu Feng quickly waved his hand: "Thank you for your concern, Dean, but it's no need. The dormitory is fine, and I get along very well with my roommates."

Are you kidding me? If he gets a private room, where else can he go to enjoy the daily antics of Zhang Wei and his gang?

The leaders offered a few more words of encouragement, urging him to remain humble and continue his efforts to bring honor to the school. Only then did they get up and leave, satisfied.

Only Lu Feng and Li Hongde remained in the conference room.

Li Hongde picked up the thermos on the table, took a sip, looked at Lu Feng, and suddenly asked a question.

"I remember, wasn't this class your midterm exam?"

Lu Feng answered naturally.

"The exam is over."

Li Hongde stopped drinking his tea. He looked at Lu Feng's matter-of-fact expression, and after a few seconds, he shook his head with a wry smile.

He felt he had asked a completely unnecessary question.