C18 It's Your Turn

After sending off the uninvited guests and closing the restaurant, Ye Hong finally had time to work on the rest of his math questions.

But before going upstairs, he gave his two parents a suggestion for the restaurant.

That was to add a dish on the menu — [Supreme Beef Noodle Soup].

This dish was naturally the beef noodles personally cooked by Ye Hong.

Furthermore, it would be stipulated and made absolutely clear that the noodles would only be sold on weekends.

This way, it would not only avoid the worst case of Big Brother Biao and his men dominating the restaurant often, but it would also allow them to make the dish more expensive, increasing its value in a disguised manner.

Most importantly, Ye Hong will also be able to get more time to rest by doing so.

After all, he did not want to cook every day after coming home from school.

Late at night...

Ye Xiao and Ann Xiaoying took a peek at Ye Hong who was studying with a serious expression. They could not help but look at each other and smile with gratification, knowing how hardworking their son had become.

Recently, Ye Hong had undergone a series of changes which surprised them greatly.

He was like a rebellious child who had suddenly matured overnight.

At this moment, Ye Hong was sitting in front of a desk. In front of him was the piece of paper with the math questions printed on it.

"System, help me solve this problem."

[Ding! The answer has already been sent to the host's mind. Please check it.]

The moment he said that, a sea of knowledge about trigonometric functions popped up in Ye Hong's mind.

"sin² x + cos² x = 1"

"tan x = sin x / cos x"

"…"

With that, Ye Hong picked up his pen and wrote out the steps to solve the problem on a piece of paper based on the knowledge imprinted in his mind.

"Okay, done!"

Satisfied by his answers, he then turned off the lights and went to sleep.

The night passed in silence or not...

On the second day of the mathematics class, a dark wave surged as a strange feeling permeated through the air.

No one was concentrating on class. Instead, all of their attention was now focused on the two boys in the class.

Ye Hong and Qin Loong.

"One day has passed, and your deadline had arrived. Now, which of you will give me the answer first?"

Yang Daoshen's eyes narrowed into slits as he looked curiously at Ye Hong and Qin Loong.

Everyone else's gazes also fell onto the two of them.

"Teacher Yang, let me go first."

Qin Loong let out a smug glance at Ye Hong before stroding towards the podium.

His demeanor was unfazed, and his posture relaxed.

Such a handsome appearance immediately caused many girls in the class to stare at him with twinkling eyes.

On the other hand, Zhang Xuewei looked at Ye Hong nervously, only to find Ye Hong daydreaming next to her.

Zhang Xuewei stomped her feet in anxiousness upon realizing his casual demeanor.

"It can't be that Ah Hong didn't do it, right?" she thought to herself.

However, what she did not know was that Ye Hong was complaining incessantly in his mind: "Those shameless parents of mine... Always being so loud and making it difficult for me to sleep every night!"

Taking the paper from Qin Loong's hand, Yang Daoshen tipped his glasses and looked through it carefully.

Shaoqing and Yang Daoshen nodded in satisfaction and said, "Your steps are clear, and the thinking is smooth. Although the method is a bit conservative, there are no mistakes. Pass."

Qin Loong smirked as he returned back to his seat and looked at Ye Hong with a proud gaze.

"Surely, the victor has been decided. It seems that Qin Loong can now participate in the competition."

"Being able to participate in the Regional Mathematics Competition in the first year of high school is really enviable!"

"I kinda feel bad for Ye Hong. He's going to be humiliated in front of the entire class."

"Serves him right, always dozing off in class!"

Yang Daoshen looked at Ye Hong and said lightly, "Ye Hong, it's your turn."

Ye Hong rubbed his tired eyes and nonchalantly took out a stack of paper — up to at least ten pages — from his bag.

When he handed the stack of paper to Yang Daoshen, a burst of laughter sounded out from the class of students.

"Ye Hong must have given up on himself."

"He must have just brought a bunch of examples from the textbook to fool Teacher Yang."

"Haha, I can't wait to see how Teacher Yang will deal with him!"

Yang Daoshen's gaze turned intense as he pointed at the stack of paper and said coldly, "Ye Hong, what is the meaning of this?"