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"A blank paper?" Zhang Qiang, the boy with the buzz cut, raised an eyebrow.

"Are you kidding me? I filled the entire test paper, not even the bonus questions."

My roommate was stunned: "Are you kidding me? These past two days in class, you were so sleepy you were practically banging your head on the desk. Today you're like a completely different person!"

"You guys just don't understand." The guy with the buzz cut patted his roommate on the shoulder, his eyes shining. "This morning I went to Jin Street to queue up and drank the new hot soy milk from Lin's Shop."

"After that one sip, my mind became frighteningly clear. In the exam room, it was as if it was directly imprinted in my brain, clear and organized, and I didn't need to think at all; I could just pick up a pen and start writing."

"Is it really that amazing?" My roommate was skeptical.

"I'd be a dog if I lied to you. It wasn't just me; all the guys who lined up with me this morning were totally blown away by the exam."

As the crew-cut boy spoke, he took out his phone, opened the campus forum, and said, "You guys can see for yourselves, the whole school is buzzing about it now."

My roommate leaned over to take a look.

The campus forum's server froze for a few seconds before slowly loading the page.

The top post, highlighted in red and pinned to the top, has already surpassed two thousand replies, and its title is very eye-catching:

[A lifesaver during finals week! Linjiapuzi's new hot soy milk is absolutely divine!]

The replies below are all from students who shared their experiences during the exam.

"The original poster wasn't lying! The heating in the exam room was off today, and everyone else was so cold they couldn't even stick their hands out. I drank soy milk, and my palms were still sweating after I finished the exam!"

"This is unbelievable! Essay questions I usually can't solve, I just couldn't stop writing today. This soy milk is like a cheat code for my physics final exam!"

Now, the students at Jiangda University who were facing final exams were completely restless.

Final exams are a matter of life and death for college students. Failing a course means retaking it, paying for it, and it will also leave a mark on their academic record.

In comparison, anyone can easily do the math: spend 100 yuan to buy a cup of soy milk that can refresh the mind and keep you warm.

The atmosphere on the forum quickly changed, filled with messages asking for help or to form teams.

"Looking for a proxy buyer! I have an advanced calculus exam tomorrow morning, can someone bring me a cup of [something]? I'll pay 200!"

"I'll pay 300! I failed advanced math last year, and if I fail again this year, I won't even get my diploma. Anyone want to run an errand for me? I'll transfer the money via WeChat immediately!"

The crew-cut guy looked at these replies, sneered, and posted a comment below:

"Forget about buying it through a proxy. Boss Lin's rule is no takeout, only dine-in. And there's a daily limit, so if you want a drink, you'll have to go and queue up yourself. Guys taking advanced calculus tomorrow, face reality."

This reply sparked a wave of lamentations on the forum.

But soon, several third- and fourth-year students began to organize a counterattack.

"Brothers, don't back down! We college students may not have much, but we have plenty of time!"

"That's right! Let's form a group, bring some small stools, and start taking turns at midnight tonight, two people per group to stake out the entrance to Jin Street!"

"Count me in! To avoid failing advanced calculus, it's worth it even if I have to sleep in the snow tonight!"

University students have an amazing ability to take action.

In less than half an hour, several WeChat groups called "Golden Street Queueing Battle Groups" were created, where people were enthusiastically discussing queuing strategies and winter gear.

……

In a teaching and research office on the second floor of the School of Science at Jiangcheng University.

The heating inside was on full blast, and a thin layer of condensation covered the windows, blocking out the sounds of wind and snow.

Professor Zhou Zhengming of the Advanced Mathematics Department sat at his desk.

He was almost sixty years old, with gray hair, wearing reading glasses, and holding a red pen in his hand, grading the advanced mathematics final exam that had just been taken yesterday.

Advanced mathematics has always been a notorious course for failing students at Jiangnan University.

Zhou Zhengming has been teaching for over thirty years and knows the situation of his students very well.

He could tell almost anything about who listened attentively in class and who dozed off in the back row just by glancing at the names on the test papers.

But the papers he was grading now puzzled him.

Zhou Zhengming turned to the next exam paper, glanced at the name: Zhang Qiang.

He frowned slightly. This Zhang Qiang always liked to sit in the last row in class, and he would get sleepy as soon as class started. Several times when he was called on to answer questions, he couldn't answer them.

According to Zhou Zhengming's estimate, this kid is definitely going to fail the final exam and have to repeat the course.

But as Zhou Zhengming's red pen moved down the page, he made more and more checkmarks.

All multiple choice questions were answered correctly.

I only got one fill-in-the-blank question wrong.

Zhou Zhengming flipped to the back of the paper and looked at the last question, which had the highest score. This question tested the comprehensive application of calculus, something many students didn't understand during lectures.

On Zhang Qiang's exam paper, the problem-solving steps were written clearly, the formulas were cited correctly, the logic was clear, and even the decimal point calculations that are prone to errors were done perfectly.

Zhou Zhengming put a big red checkmark on the last question and wrote "full marks".

He put down the red pen, took off his reading glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, picked up the thermos next to him, and took a sip of hot water.

"Xiao Wang," Zhou Zhengming called out as he turned around.

The young counselor, Xiao Wang, sitting at the desk opposite, looked up: "Teacher Zhou, what's wrong?"

"Come and take a look," Zhou Zhengming said, pointing to the exam papers on the table. "Zhang Qiang, and those boys in his dorm. They don't pay attention in class, but they did surprisingly well on this final exam."

"On that last, crucial question, very few people in the entire major could get full marks, but these few got them all right. Are students these days so efficient at cramming before exams?"

Xiao Wang stood up and came over, glanced at the score on the test paper, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Teacher Zhou, you don't know about this yet?" Xiao Wang pulled up a chair and sat down.

"These kids were bragging about it in the grade group chat today, saying they were able to perform exceptionally well in the advanced mathematics exam because they drank a cup of 'magic soy milk' this morning."

"Immortal Soy Milk?" Zhou Zhengming frowned even more deeply. "What nonsense is this?"

"I'm not kidding, everyone on our school's forum is talking about this right now." Xiao Wang took out his phone, swiped the screen, and clicked on the Jiangda campus forum. "Look, this is the pinned post that's highlighted in red."

Xiao Wang handed the phone to Zhou Zhengming.

Zhou Zhengming put his reading glasses back on and glanced at his phone.

The post was full of replies from students.

"I drank that cup of soy milk this morning, and my mind was clearer than ever before when I entered the exam room!"

"The formulas for calculus are like they're printed in my head; I just keep writing them down. My physics cheat code is truly well-deserved!"

"One hundred yuan a cup, excellent value for money!"

Zhou Zhengming read a few messages, and his face darkened. He pushed the phone back to Xiao Wang and snorted coldly.

"absurd."

Zhou Zhengming shook his head, his tone clearly showing dissatisfaction.

"Can a cup of soy milk make you smarter? If drinking a cup of soy milk could guarantee a perfect score, why would I be standing on this platform wasting my breath?"

"These students have wasted their education; they don't even have this most basic common sense!"