Chapter 73
“The person’s got something special about them, that’s what I was saying,” the Secretary–General
mused, his gaze drifting to some distant thought.
The Chairman took a moment to ponder thement before turning his attention to the stack of exam
papers on his desk. He was particrly interested in thest question–the one John had crafted, a
complex physics problem.
After a while, a look of admiration spread across the Chairman’s face. Leaning back in his chair, he let
out an impressed sigh. “Indeed, this student’s not ordinary at all. Look at how elegantly he set up these
equations, not a single superfluous step, and the method used is quite original–simpler than the
solution John sent us.”
Although the Secretary–General wasn’t well–versed in physics, he could tell from the Chairman’s
reaction that whoever had solved the problem had an incredible mind. The Secretary–General’s
expression became slightly restrained and said, “John has been searching for a protégé with an
exceptional gift in physics. Should we rmend this Parkside High School student who aced the
test?”
The Chairman removed his sses and rubbed the bridge of his nose, giving himself a few seconds
before replying. “Let’s not rush things. An initial test like this doesn’t show us much. After all this top
scorer is a humanities student. For all we know, this student might have just lucked out on John’s
question.”
The Secretary–General found it to be reasonable. “Alright then, we’ll wait and see how the student
does in the city
preliminaries.”
“Agreed,” the Chairman said with a nod, cing the paper back on the table.
The Secretary–General’s gaze lingered on the exam for a moment longer before he suggested,
“Should we take a photo of this physics solution and send it to John? I bet he’d be…
But the Chairman raised his hand to interrupt. “John taking the time to contribute a problem to our
competition was already a huge honor for the Education Association. For him, this type of question is
not worth mentioning at all. It’s just another approach. There’s really no need to make a fuss and
present it before him as if it’s something extraordinary.”
The Secretary–General touched his nose in acknowledgment, “Alright, I get it. I’ll archive the test paper
then.” With that, he picked up the papers.
“Go on,” the Chairman dismissed him.
However, just as the Secretary–General had taken a couple of steps, the Chairman seemed to recall
something and called out to his retreating figure. “By the way, how did a student named Summer from
Parkside High School do on the test?”
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The Secretary–General stopped in his tracks. He remembered Summer because his own daughter was
a fan of hers. Turning back, he reported. “One hundred thirty–eight points, sixth ce. Not bad at all He
paused before adding. “She’s somewhat of a campus celebrity, a science student, and quite talented to
score like this.”
The Chairman tapped his fingers lightly on the desktop. “Alright, I’m aware. You can go.”
The Secretary–General nced at the Chairman, wondering why he had suddenly inquired about
Summer, but he didn’t ask further and simply left.
Saturday.
After finishing breakfast, Mirabe was practically dragged to the local supermarket by Delh. They
loaded up on groceries and an assortment of snacks.
Delh turned to her daughter, who wasden with bags and looking utterly defeated, and couldn’t help
but let out a chuckle.
Trying to help carry some bags, she teased. “You shouldn’t be such a homebody, sweetie. It’s good to
get out and about instead of bing a bookworm.”
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Mirabe tly refused her mother’s help and deadpanned. “You just need someone to carry your
shopping.”
Delh coughed sheepishly, realizing her daughter was strong enough to handle the load, and the
dream of having a danly and delicate daughter was just that–a dream.
“Are we expectingpany today?” Mirabe asked, ncing at the bag of groceries in her right hand.