Chapter 527


    Mirabe had just capped her pen when the proctor’s cough echoed from above her head. She


    nced us to find him pacing slowly away, hands sped behind his back, his voice serious and firm


    as he announced, “One hour left, folks. If you haven’t finished, better hustle. If you’re done, double


    check your


    work.”


    The proctor was none other than the head of the math department. He remembered Mirabe from her


    stunning victory at thest internationalpetition and was curious to see how she would handle the


    math in this current league contest. Would she surpass all expectations again, as she hadst time?


    So, as soon as the second round of exams began, he regrly descended from his podium, strolling


    nonchntly past Mirabe’s desk, impressed and somewhat rmed by her rapid progress. His


    reminders were meant to spur carefulness in her, but they sent a wave of panic through the rest of the


    students. They were only halfway through their exams and couldn’t believe someone had already


    finished Mirabe knew the score. She didn’t hand in her paper early to avoid causing a stir. Instead,


    she wanted until thest minute to leave the exam room.


    After the second round of the contest, the gloom on the students‘ faces was even thicker than after the


    first. Eighty percent hadn’t finished their work.


    Mirabe waited for Jenna under a banyan tree by the schoolyard, dressed in a ck hoodie paired


    with ripped jeans and draped in a khaki coat that elongated her frame. Her hands were stuffed casually


    in her pockets, her head bowed, toe tapping on the ground–a picture of effortless nonchnce.


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    Vincent approached, noting that Mira’s demeanor was asposed as ever. “Waiting for someone?”


    he asked.


    Hearing his voice, Mirabe looked up and hummed an affirmation, then took the initiative to ask,


    “Howd the test go for you today?”


    “The first one was okay, but I’ve never seen the types of problems that were on the second. Probably


    didn’t do as well as I hoped,” Vincent replied slowly. His words suggested disappointment, but his


    demeanor didn’t reflect any significant distress, indicating he hadn’t done too poorly.


    Mirabe nodded, her voice light. “This time, the questions were off the charts. I reckon everyone’s


    scores will be on the lower side.”


    Vincent cast a sidelong nce at her, not taking her words as constion. “And you? How do you feel


    about it?”


    She shrugged nonchntly, “I’d only bring you down if I told you.”


    Vincent’s heart sank. Thanks, I’m already there.


    “I’m gonna head out,” Vincent said, feeling a little suffocated.


    Mirabe pulled her hand from her pocket and gave him a wave.


    Not long after Vincent had left, Jenna arrived, her face the epitome of post–examn blues. With a


    chuckle, Mirabe yfully poked Jenna’s chubby cheek. “Hey, feeling roughed up, huh?”


    Jenna tried to dodge the yful assault,ining, “The second test wasn’t designed for normal


    people, you know. Four long problems, and I t out didn’t solve two. The other two? Pure guesswork.”


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    A smirk tugged at Mirabe’s lips. “Tough… really tough.”


    Jenna sighed heavily. She wanted to ask Mirabe how she fared, but anticipating the superhuman


    level of her friend’s performance, she mped her mouth shut. Asking was just inviting more defeat.