Master of Ten Thousand Foxes

Whew...

The cold wind blew gently.

Between heaven and earth, snowflakes began to fall thickly.

The teaching buildings, flower beds, bike sheds, and pathways of West State University were all draped in thick white.

This was the first snowfall in West State!

Inside the teaching buildings, the classrooms were lit, echoing with the voices of professors lecturing, or students discussing.

"...But I still don’t understand. I’ve clearly used a decorator to change the entrance of this function. Teacher, look, why can’t I use it to realize this formula..."

At the podium, Guan Yue Ling, wearing a thick down jacket, pointed at the computer screen, her brow furrowed.

The math teacher, Chen Wenquan, and the computer science teacher, Hu Mingqi, who were answering her questions, frowned even more.

Neither of them was dressed warmly, yet in this snowy cold weather, beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, and their faces even blushed a little.

They exchanged a glance.

"Teacher Chen, would you like to speak first?"

"Ahem... Well, since it involves more computer issues, Teacher Hu should go first."

"Oh, this is clearly a math issue!"

"How about we draw a flowchart and study it slowly?"

Chen Wenquan pulled out paper and a pen, shivering, and started drawing.

He was a math teacher, but his level wasn’t that high. When it was about computers, he understood even less.

As for Hu Mingqi, it was about the same.

The kids in the Immortal Grass Experimental Class were crazy about multi-disciplinary problem-solving and often sought them out for answers, tackling tough challenges!

At first, it was alright. They gritted their teeth, widened their eyes, and worked through sleepless nights to solve the students’ problems.

But then, these kids got wilder, crazier, creating bizarre problems one after another, each harder than the last, and the number just kept growing!

These teachers were actually unable to cope.

What was more critical was that the leadership, knowing about this, laughed with delight, highly encouraged the kids, and emphasized in meetings that this was an excellent development direction, instructing the teachers to do everything they could to help solve every problem!

At this moment, Chen Wenquan’s hand holding the pen trembled, wishing he could grab the leadership over to try these tough problems given by the kids!

"Damn it, these old geezers talk big without effort, aren’t they afraid they’ll bite their tongues..."

He looked up again at Guan Yue Ling, hoping she could see through the teachers’ struggles and weaknesses, and give them a break, offer them a way out!

But...

He saw that Guan Yue Ling’s face was full of seriousness, her eyes even shining, staring expectantly at his slow-moving, incomplete flowchart!

His forehead sweated more.

He looked at Hu Mingqi beside him, only to see him quickly pull out his phone.

"Hello? Ah! Yes!

"I’m helping students here!

"Ah?

"Urgent?

"Alright, alright, I’ll be right there."

Hu Mingqi tucked away his phone.

"Ah, Old Chen, sorry, I have an urgent matter to deal with.

"You guys keep discussing, I’ll be back right after I finish!"

Chen Wenquan watched as Old Hu hurriedly ran off, feeling very disdainful.

This scoundrel, the phone screen didn’t even light up, and yet he pulled off this act to escape.

Leaving him alone to suffer in pain and embarrassment.

"Ah... this..."

Then suddenly Guan Yue Ling spoke up.

"Teacher, it seems like there’s a mistake in your flowchart, see there’s a layer of decision-making missing here..."

Other students were either writing and drawing, reviewing papers, or coding.

Wan Bocheng and Chu Mian sat in the front row, waiting in line side by side, hoping to consult the teacher after Guan Yue Ling was done.

"Guan Yue Ling is so slow."

"Yeah, what she’s doing is quite complicated."

Yang Zhan sat by the window watching the snowy scene outside.

He occasionally glanced at Old Chen and Guan Yue Ling on the podium, covering his mouth to stifle a laugh.

He didn’t have any difficult questions for Old Chen because he couldn’t get anything done.

But his emotional intelligence was higher, and he’d noticed days ago from Old Chen’s dark circles, acne-worn face, and sweaty forehead just how tough and awkward it was for him.

He looked at Wan Bocheng, Li Fangfang, Wu Suqun, and other classmates, clicking his tongue.

"West University’s teachers, though not as good as those at Shangjing University, are definitely not low-level. In Jiuzhou, they’re in the top tier.

"But there’s no way around it, Wan Bocheng, Guan Yue Ling, and those guys are just too monstrous, too beastly.

"No wonder the teachers can’t handle it."

He took a sip of hot water and looked out the window again.

Saw quite clearly, a group of people in the snow, holding umbrellas and heading towards the teaching building, talking and laughing.

Among them, wearing a woolen coat with a slender figure, was none other than Bai Mo, Fang Xiaoyu, and Wu Qingyun.

The little plump red fox seemed like it had never seen snow before, bounding around the snowy ground, leaping and sometimes even rolling in it.

Yang Zhan glanced at Old Chen on the podium and suddenly remembered that before, Old Chen once encountered a challenging math problem and called in outside help...

He watched as Old Chen indeed paused, and checked his phone.

"Uh, well, let’s stop the discussion for now.

"I have an ultimate solution for your weird problems.

"I applied to the leadership, and they’ve approved it. This ultimate solution can be used."

The students all looked up.

Ultimate solution?

They instinctively thought of something, glancing towards the classroom door.

Creaaak...

Right then, the classroom door opened, letting in a gust of cold wind.