Super God-Level Top Student

The voice and tone were very familiar.

Indeed, once heard, Qiao Ze could always accurately identify a voice.

Qiao Ze stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and, sure enough, Hanna was coming up behind him, jogging with a stack of materials in her arms. The "clunk clunk" sound her mid-height heels made against the ground made Qiao Ze frown.

He had never been fond of such noisy sounds.

It was another occasion that showed Su Mucheng's preference, who only wore sneakers every day.

"Is something the matter?" Qiao Ze asked as the Hungarian woman came to a stop next to him.

"Yes, indeed there is something, but I wasn't waiting here for you. I was planning to take these back to the lab and just happened to see you on the way," Hanna said earnestly, nodding vigorously.

It must be said that the lady's linguistic ability was indeed strong; she had been in Huaxia for only a little more than a month, spent so much time in the lab, but her Chinese was already good enough for normal communication.

Unfortunately, Qiao Ze was indifferent to this, for it had taken him only slightly more than a month to understand original English-language movies when he was learning English.

He was just slightly puzzled. Why was this woman explaining so much?

Wouldn't it be better to get straight to the point? Who cared about whether you ran into someone by chance or not in such trivial matters?

"Here are the papers I've read recently based on your requirements, and these are the summaries I've made. But I don't think they are of much help to me. I didn't come to Huaxia to do this. You should know, I used to research quantum computing, and I don't want to waste any more time," Hanna said in one breath.

Qiao Ze took the stack of materials Hanna handed to him, flipped through them carelessly, and since the dim light wasn't suitable for a careful read, he handed them back and casually responded, "Oh."

Hanna, taken aback, accepted the materials Qiao Ze returned to her and furrowed her brow, "What do you mean by 'oh'?"

"It just means I got it," Qiao Ze replied.

He only bothered to explain because Hanna was a foreigner and might not fully understand Chinese.

Hanna frowned and said, "But that wasn't what I meant. Shouldn't you be asking me what I need right now?"

Qiao Ze thought for a moment before saying, "All right, tell me."

He really didn't care much about what this woman in front of him needed.
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If this had happened two months prior, he would probably have turned around and left.

At that time, Qiao Ze wouldn't have thought he could communicate with Hanna, since they were not on the same wavelength. He would have considered your needs none of my business.

But over these two months, he had come to understand the meaning of exchange and began to grasp the connection between giving and needing, which made him willing to listen to what this woman wanted.

In principle, although Hanna had spent most of this month learning, her contribution to Dou Dou's improvement was notable.

At least in terms of efficiency, learning progress, and depth of understanding, Qiao Ze thought her to be better than Liu Chenfeng.

To put it plainly, if their work were translated into data, the data samples provided by Hanna were more valuable.

"I came to Huaxia hoping to conduct some cutting-edge research. I believe some of your ideas might help me, but what I'm currently doing is nothing like I imagined, so I don't want to waste any more time!" Hanna slowed down her pace and spoke seriously.

Even with a slight tremor in her voice.

Yes, it truly felt humiliating to think about it.

Back at the University of Innsbruck, she could strut around the academic institution with ease.

The graduate students in the lab would all nod and bow when they saw her.

But after arriving in Huaxia, and having pulled strings to join Qiao Ze's research group, her daily task turned out to be reading a variety of papers.

Even though everyone's attitude towards her was fairly friendly, such a life was exceedingly dull.

Especially...

"Also, I don't understand why my newly assigned roommate is incredibly stupid. I cannot tolerate her absurd questions. Can you imagine that a mathematics graduate student doesn't even understand Wilson's theorem? She even wants to argue with me over things that have been proven countless times! My God! I didn't come to Huaxia to be a nanny.

Everything here is just too terrible!" Hanna finished with an outburst of emotion, unaware that it was this very tirade that struck a chord with Qiao Ze.

Indeed, sympathy began to show in Qiao Ze's erstwhile impassive gaze.

That probably was empathy.

Qiao Ze could not relate to the other frustrations, but having to deal with idiots... Qiao Ze understood better than anyone how painful that was.

"Your roommate, is she also an exchange student from abroad?" Qiao Ze inquired.

"Huh?" Hanna was surprised by the focus of Qiao Ze's question.

Shouldn't he be asking what kind of project she wanted to work on at a time like this?

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Let's make this simple—if she's interested, she can stay; if not, just call her advisor and send her back to Austria. What's the meaning of worrying whether her roommate is an exchange student?

But probably used to Qiao Ze's assertive nature, Hanna still nodded and said, "Right, a Brit."

"Good, I'll suggest the faculty expel the blockhead," Qiao Ze promised.

Hanna was completely stunned.

Qiao Ze then pointed to the stack of documents in Hanna's arms, "Take these to the lab. I'll show you something more tomorrow to see if you're interested."

After speaking, he turned and left without another glance at Hanna, who was left standing on the roadside.

Well, it's not entirely this woman's fault for rambling so much; probably her intelligence has been contaminated by idiots.

Alas...

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Almost at the same time, Liu Chenfeng, who had just finished bathing and was ready to go to bed, suddenly received a call from the big boss.

"Hello, what are you busy with? Why aren't you replying on WeChat?"

"Ah? Sorry, boss, I was taking a shower and didn't notice the WeChat message."

"Oh, I sent you a link on WeChat. Print it out tomorrow and make sure Qiao Ze sees it—but try to make it seem accidental."

"Um... well, boss, as you know, my relationship with Qiao Ze... Can't I just forward it?"

"Nonsense! Don't I deserve some face? The task must be completed, just do it."

After saying that, the person on the other end hung up.

Liu Chenfeng couldn't help but roll his eyes.

So he kowtows to the junior boss but throws punches at him.

His esteemed advisor was terrifyingly pragmatic.

Sighing inwardly, Liu Chenfeng finally opened WeChat and clicked on the link sent by Xu Dajiang.

The link led directly to an article on the Xilin Education Network website.

At a glance, Liu Chenfeng saw the article's title "When Will We Rid Academia of the Vile Practice of Seniority?"

Really, at the sight of that title and the name signed below, Liu Chenfeng shivered all over.

Since when had his boss become so ferocious?

Are such articles really written so casually?

Has he gone mad?

One doesn't make waves like this!

Honestly, if it wasn't for the fact that he now had Qiao Ze as his junior boss, Liu Chenfeng might have gotten dressed and rushed to his advisor's house to give a word of advice.

The advisor might be a free spirit, but shouldn't he consider the students too?

But after alienating everyone, who in the mathematical community will care about Xu Dajiang anymore?

When he graduates, if he needs a recommendation letter, it might even backfire.

The most perplexing part for Liu Chenfeng was why, all of a sudden, his advisor was thinking about sucking up to the junior boss?

Qiao Ze doesn't care about these superficial things, does he?

After all, he was unaware of Qiao Ze's recent aspiration to become a review expert.

He just felt that his advisor was really going bonkers.

To Liu Chenfeng's further frustration, how was he supposed to "accidentally" let Qiao Ze see this straightforward piece of flattery?

To print it out specifically, yet make it seem like an accident...

Isn't that just plain sick?

At this moment, Liu Chenfeng felt his advisor's bizarre strategies were driving him into depression.

Sitting on the bed, pondering for a moment, Liu Chenfeng realized he simply couldn't complete the task. So, he decisively opened WeChat and found Su Mucheng.

"Hey Su, you asleep? I need a favor."

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