<h4>Chapter 27: Miss Mansi</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>Henyee Trantions <strong>Editor: </strong>Henyee Trantions


    Phoebeforted him. “Dad, don’t be angry, ire’s personality is a bit… strange, but we can’t me her for that. It may be rted to her childhood education. After all, she grew up in the countryside, where many people are illiterate…”


    She seemed to be defending ire, but every word of hers was demeaning her.


    Back to the bedroom.


    Phoebe sat at the desk, and picked up the phone. She opened the photo in the album, her heart beating fiercely.


    The Mathematical Olympiad was difficult indeed. Even if it was just the preliminary round, the problem was very difficult.


    She took out paper and pen and carefully studied the answer to the problem.


    Under the light, her eyes suddenly widened and were gradually filled with shock.


    Wow!


    The problem-solving method in this photo was perfect!


    So perfect that she even shuddered.


    What kind of genius coulde up with such an ingenious way?


    The twists and turns of the method to solve the Mathematical Olympiad problem were even more exciting than a movie, and she couldn’t help admiring it.


    If she could take this as her own…


    Phoebe clutched the phone abruptly, her palms wet and her eyes glowing.


    ——


    Early in the morning, Ada was carrying a suitcase, full of worries for her beloved daughter. “There are snacks in it. If you are hungry, you can eat some. I heard that it’s hot during the day and cold at night in Los Angeles. So I put a coat in the suitcase. Wear more at night.”


    Phoebe pulled the car door open and urged her. “Mom, I won’t be able to catch the flight if I don’t leave now.”


    ire walked out the door slowly. For the first time, she was wearing a long dress today, and her long seaweed-like hair was not tied up but scattered on her snow-white shoulders, setting off her long graceful neck.


    She was bewitchingly beautiful.


    The breeze blew up her dress, revealing her legs, slender and straight.


    Ada was a little surprised.


    ire always dressed casually, and she had never discovered before that this girl’s appearance was so superior.


    If she stood with Phoebe, she would look more like the daughter of the Smiths than Phoebe.


    “ire, are you going to take a ne? I’ll take you to the airport.” Ada said.


    “No need.”


    ire refused tly and got into a rental car.


    Center Building.


    ire took the elevator to the top roof on the fiftieth floor.


    Along with the loud buzz, the propeller shattered the clouds on the horizon, and a helicopternded slowly.


    In the gusty wind, her hair dancing wildly and her dress fluttering, she, like a blooming rose, was noble and morous.


    A man in a ck trench coat walked up to ire and said respectfully, “Miss Mansi, please get on the ne.”


    Los Angeles.


    Upon arriving at the hotel, ire put down her luggage. She took out the Doraemon doll and amulet from it, and ced them beside the bed.


    The next day, she went to thepetition venue.


    Adam arrived at the same time.


    The two walked into the venue and pushed open the door of the reception room. Inside were a man and a woman, Garrett Wilson and Natalia Davis, who were also the examiners this time.


    Seeing ire and Adam, they got up to greet them.


    They were all old friends, so they just briefly exchanged some pleasantries.


    Garrett smiled at ire and jested. “Mansi, why do you wear a mask and sunsses every time I see you? Until now, I don’t know what you look like. Are you too beautiful or too ugly?”


    Adam put his arm around ire’s shoulders. “She’s stunningly beautiful.”


    Garrett spread his hands, not convinced. “Even Old Adam knows what you look like, but I haven’t seen you yet.”


    ire didn’t say anything.


    She had always been taciturn.


    Others were long used to it.


    At ten o’clock in the morning, the preliminary round began.


    Participating students were arranged in the same ssroom with only one test question, which shall bepleted within a limited time.


    Instead of invigting the exam, ire and the others sat in the meeting room next door, waiting to mark the test papers.


    In the ssroom.


    When Phoebe got the test paper, she looked at the familiar question on the paper, and her eyebrows twitched.


    Sure enough, it was that math problem.


    She picked up the pen and wrote the answer already printed in her mind without hesitation.