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On the big screen, Flora could be seen holding a stylus, jotting down one formula after another on her writing pad. Initially, sanswers were quite lengthy, and with the addition of proofs and program diagrams, just writing them down could take a minute or two. But Flora spent less than ten seconds on each formula. Then she swiftly moved on to the next question.
Her speed was astonishing, and those formulas were simply mind-boggling. In just two minutes, she had solved all the questions that the University of Maple Grove team couldn't answer. Moreover, she filled in all the steps that were missing from ssolutions.
"Did Flora invent these formulas herself?" The audience was gobsmacked, and the coaches from various colleges were dumbfounded. The detailed steps Flora added for the University of Maple Grove showed her profound knowledge base. Those formulas couldn't have been written haphazardly. Yet, this was the first tthey had seen these formulas in their decades of experience.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOnstage, Brianna, Ivan, and the others were almost bug-eyed. Flora's thought process was so clear that as she wrote her answers, they too felt a sudden enlightenment. But those formulas were utterly unfathomable.
After completing all her answers, Flora lazily put down her stylus and stood up. The computer screen turned blue - twas up! Backstage, a team of officials was in charge of scoring, but the scores for the other three teams cout quickly, except for the University of Maple Grove's, which were difficult to tally. Because while Flora's answers were correct, the formulas were something they had never seen before... They didn't know how to score them. The officials had no choice but to consult the four judges, pausing the competition temporarily.
As the judges left for the backstage, the scene exploded into chaos.
"Even though Flora's answers are correct, they are likely her own invention and have not been verified. They won't be scored." "In such a formal competition, she dared to be so reckless. Does she think her formulas, which she cup with on a whim, are more authoritative than those developed by top professors over many years?" The audience whispered among themselves, thinking Flora might be too arrogant.
"Could it really score zero?" Maddox was somewhat nervous. They hadn't seen Flora's formulas before, but the answers were correct, so they should earn spoints, right? Mr. Jurado also felt a headache coming on but didn't want to say much.
"Ms. Flora, please cwith us to the backstage." An official suddenly cover and said to Flora. Brianna, Ivan, and the others tensed up. With Flora being called to the backstage, it seemed she had really outdone herself this time.
Under the watchful eyes of the entire audience, Flora followed the official calmly. Aisha watched Flora's retreating figure, her eyes narrowing. Flora and Jules were close friends. Would Jules be biased and acknowledge her score? Thinking about the video she had taken, her eyes darkened even more.
The official led Flora into the backstage and announced, "President Jules, Flora is here." In the backstage, apart from Jules leisurely sitting and sipping tea, the other three judges were scrutinizing the University of Maple Grove's papers. Seeing Flora enter, Jules, who had been sitting, stood up. His demeanor was somewhat respectful. But the other three judges' attention was on Flora, failing to notice his unusual behavior.
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