Chapter 1552 Worth the Trip

The reporters' eyes lit up,

"Has the professor never thought about whether Mr. Abbott's model is correct?"

"You just accepted it completely after reading it in the magazine, right?"

"Can you do good research with such an attitude?"

This fundamentally questioned that the professor was not suitable to be a scientific researcher.

His body kept shaking, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

He wanted to say loudly that he had a scientific spirit and knew how to question.

But he couldn't say it.

The facts proved that he didn't.

The facts proved that... he couldn't.

The reporters felt that their trip today was worthwhile.

The historic scene of a famous professor of Yan University being beaten to a pulp by a high school student was actually filmed by them.

The chairman of the Mathematical Olympiad Organizing Committee looked at his junior brother who was once full of vigor and sighed softly.

He looked at Gu Weiman, "I'm sorry, our entire organizing committee is responsible for this matter, and we will re-mark your test paper."

Gu Weiman's expression did not move,

"Thank you then."

He has never been humble or arrogant, sad or happy.

There is nothing to be sad about, nor to be happy about.

For her, a national league champion is not enough to make her sad or happy.

The president pursed his lips, looking embarrassed.

After today, the credibility of this competition will be greatly reduced.

When everyone thinks of this competition again, they will only think that the Mathematical Olympiad sounds great, but the people who organized the competition are not up to standard, which is very embarrassing.

He sighed.

But there is no way to save this situation.

Before today, he did not believe that Gu Weimian could have such a level. After today... he may have to re-examine his strength and training methods in the face of the younger generation.

The president was about to announce that today's award ceremony was temporarily over, but reporters surrounded him.

Gu Weimian didn't care, but reporters and fans didn't mean to let the Olympic Organizing Committee go so easily.

"How long will it take to re-mark the papers, an hour? A day? Or a week?"

This sentence was thrown hard in the faces of the president and all the members of the organizing committee.

"The Mathematical Olympiad is the highest-level exam for Chinese youth mathematics. Doesn't the organizing committee have a teacher who can grade the papers?"

"In addition to Gu Weiman's paper, is it possible that the teachers of other candidates can't understand the students' answers?"

Several questions came one after another.

And the president couldn't say a word.

Seeing this, several members of the Olympic Committee also had naked shame on their faces.

Several people came up,

"Let's grade together, right here, and re-grade everything."

The president clenched his fist and finally sighed,

"Okay."

Grading papers is boring in itself.

But the reporters were very excited to take pictures, and the fans didn't want to leave.

Gu Weiman was tired.

She yawned, and looked at these people grading her papers with tears in her eyes.

She pursed her lips slightly.

She felt hot on her head, and was stunned for a moment, and Ning Quruo rubbed the top of her head.

I don't know when men developed the habit of rubbing her hair.

"If you're tired, just lean on me and sleep for a while."

Gu Weimian was stunned. She could hear the hot air that the man was spraying on her cheek when he was talking. It formed a small cyclone with a scorching temperature and slowly flowed into her cochlea.