The boy seemed a bit pale. Nodding, he said timidly, "Done. Teacher, you don't need me to do anything else, do you? I… I have not finished my exam."
"The exam? Do you want to continue taking the exam? Child, your sister is in their hands, your father is in prison, and your mother is waiting for you to go home. Are you sure you are still thinking about the exam?" Red Scorpion sneered, raising his hands to pat on his student's shoulders. "A clever child knows how to choose. Go on, visit this university."
The detecting head of the wiretap focused on the teacher and the student in the corner. As Xia Jinyuan heard the intermittent and subtle voices, he wrote down "kidnapped sister, imprisoned father, and mother is waiting for her son" on a piece of paper.
He picked up the paper and read it for a while. And then, he translated it into English before handing it to the international police. "Important clues," he said.
"Okay," said a European police officer. He took over the paper, waved it and glanced at it with a haughty look on his face. He gave a scornful laugh. "I don't think we need these so-called important clues. All right, dude, you can go aside to rest, we will take care of things here from now on."
His laughter was so sarcastic as if he was holding the scribbling of a child rather than clues.
"Okay, and I hope everything goes well with your work," said Xia Jinyuan with confidence and composure. As he turned around, he said to another comrade in casual clothes, "Now that they are monitoring the targets, we can go back to rest for a while."
They should definitely get some sleep to conserve their strength.
The European police officers continued mocking them. "God, I have never seen such useless military men like them. They behave like kids. What a headache."
"All right, dude. For god's sake, shut your mouth. They are very unfortunate already; no need to frustrate them," said another tall and strong man with brown eyes. He glanced at the two soldiers as they walked away. 'God, they were so slim!' he thought.
Xia Jinyuan had walked to the door. As he opened the door, he turned around to look at the man. The bloodthirsty and ferocious look in his eyes made the man palpitate in fear.
However, when the man looked at Xia Jinyuan again, all he saw was a gentle and refreshing smile on his handsome face.
The man wondered if what he had seen was just an illusion.
Ten minutes after the Vietnamese student left, another student also left the exam room.
The Chinese students were still immersed in the exam. Sometimes, they frowned; and when they solved a problem, they would give a confident smile.
In every Science Olympiad, the students from China always ranked at the top places. Just like the former Chinese students, the students of this year were also detail-oriented with impressive logical thinking.
When being interviewed by the Australian TV stations, Director Li answered with a calm smile, "I have faith in every one of our students. They are enthusiastic about math and they see every exam as an exploration. So, their scores don't matter anymore."
"What matters is that they love math. If they take the exam just for fame, they cannot find the true meaning of the math exploration."
Friendship came before the competition. What a nice spirit!
But the Chinese students were sparing no efforts in this competition. Because no one wanted to end up in the last place!
Undeniably, they were indeed enthusiastic about math.
The moment when they finally solved a difficult puzzle after longtime contemplation, they would understand the euphoria of Pythagoras as he exclaimed: "All things are numbers!"