Reborn in the 80s and Remarrying an Officer, Let the Ungrateful Cry!

When they heard this, the students were momentarily at a loss for how to react.

Just then, Director Zheng was the first to raise his hand.

Fu Mingxue’s gaze landed on him. She paused for a second, then said, ”Ask.”

Director Zheng asked a physics question that wasn’t part of the first-year curriculum. It was a rather advanced problem.

Naturally, the class had its share of top students.

They immediately fixed their intense gazes on Fu Mingxue, eager to hear her answer.

Fu Mingxue answered it with ease.

Of course, some of the more hard-headed students remained unconvinced, believing it was highly likely that Fu Mingxue and Director Zheng were in cahoots.

Perhaps they had arranged the question and answer in private.

After answering Director Zheng’s question, Fu Mingxue’s gaze swept over the others.

”Does anyone else have a question?”

Someone from the group of unconvinced students raised a hand.

”—Yes, I have a question!”

Fu Mingxue looked at him. ”Ask.”

The one asking the question was the boy ranked third in the class.

He stood up, his eyes fixed on Fu Mingxue.

Seeing his expression, Fu Mingxue asked, ”Are you going to state the problem, or write it on the blackboard?”

”I’ll write it on the blackboard.” The boy left his seat and walked up to the podium.

He picked up a piece of chalk from the lectern and then wrote out his challenging problem.

When his classmates saw the problem he wrote, they all gasped.

’That difficult?’

’We can’t solve it.’

Even the class president was stunned—he couldn’t solve it either!

”Alright, Teacher Fu, please solve it. Of course, if you can’t, then—”

Before the boy could finish his sentence, Fu Mingxue had taken the chalk and was fluidly writing out the solution.

With the final character written,

Fu Mingxue looked at the boy. ”That’s the solution. Do I need to explain it in detail?”

”N-No need!” the boy stammered, shocked as he stared at the solution.

’So that was the approach.’

They were all top students; for some of them, all they needed was a hint or a nudge in the right direction to understand.

”Thank you, Teacher Fu. By the way, Teacher Fu, my name is Tang Heng.”

Tang Heng introduced himself, and before stepping down from the podium, he gave Fu Mingxue a bow.

Fu Mingxue: ...?

”Does anyone else have a question? Let’s make it quick.”

Of course there were. This was not just a test of Fu Mingxue’s abilities; if she couldn’t answer, it would prove she was all style and no substance.

But if she could, it would mean she was truly skilled.

And why wouldn’t they respect someone with real ability?

And so, questions began to pop up like mushrooms after a rain.

Some were difficult, others simple.

After all, the academic levels in any given class were varied.

Not everyone was an academic ace.

Fu Mingxue was able to solve them all perfectly, and her methods were both concise and easy to understand.

Her explanations brought them moments of sudden clarity.

The class period was soon over.

”Alright, class is over. That’s all for today.” Fu Mingxue brought the session to a halt right on time.

’Otherwise, how long would I have to keep answering questions?’

She had already reserved half the class period for problem-solving, but she hadn’t expected them to have so many questions.

At some point, Director Zheng had made his way to her side.

”Alright, there will be plenty of opportunities later. By the way, I haven’t formally introduced her to you all. Teacher Fu Mingxue here is also your classmate. Due to the special nature of her work, she can’t attend school and take classes like the rest of you. She’s here this time, just like you, to take the final exams.”

”As for her expertise, I trust you’ve all just seen it for yourselves. I hope you can all get along well over the next few days. Cherish this chance to have Fu Mingxue teaching you over the next few days.”