Xie Ying'an's mind worked quickly, and surprisingly his writing speed could keep up with his fast thinking.
Just as Wen Shiyi put down the chalk, Xie Ying'an had nearly finished solving the problem.
Qingran had only written less than half. She really couldn't do anything about it; standing at the podium with Wen Shiyi, even though she knew how to solve the problem in her head, she simply couldn't write it down when it came to putting pen to paper.
It was a bit like some unexplainable magic.
Back when she was doing problems in the classroom, at the very least, she was able to write down the answers, even if they all turned out wrong in the end.
This time was Qingran's first direct confrontation with the legendary protagonist's halo. Aside from not feeling great, all that was left was the sense that she couldn't outplay it.
As soon as Wen Shiyi left the podium, Qingran felt as though she'd broken free from some control, writing her answers smoothly and effortlessly.
