I was a top student in America.

Chapter 97 He Will Inspire Me to Keep Moving Forward (Fifth Update, Please Subscribe!)

Why would I lie to you? Everyone's talking about it.

Michael gestured with his chin toward his computer screen. "Isn't your browser already open?"

Benjamin snapped back to reality, gripped the mouse, and quickly refreshed the IMO website and several popular contestant forums.

As soon as the webpage loads, the announcement pinned to the top of the homepage immediately catches the eye.

[Congratulations to LeoLee from the United States for winning the gold medal with a perfect score, and for receiving a special prize for his generalized solution to the third problem.]

He clicked on the post.

The main content is basically consistent with what Michael said. The official explanation briefly outlines Leo's solution framework and confirms the ownership of the extra bonus.

At the bottom of the page, comments from contestants from various countries are appearing at a visible speed.

Besides a series of exclamations, many people are trying to analyze what the so-called "stronger conclusion" actually is, and some are repeatedly comparing him with Schultz.

"Getting first place overall in his first IMO? Where did this monster come from?"

"Schultz didn't even get full marks on the third question this time. Leo was able to come up with an even stronger conclusion, I have nothing to say but admire him."

"Extremum methods in discrete mathematics? Isn't that something you only encounter in advanced university courses?"

"The main point is that they're only in eleventh grade, and rumors say they've already published two respectable SCI papers. That's outrageous!"

"A perfect score, a special award, plus two academic papers—that's an incredible resume. Where will he go next? Princeton or MIT?"

"After watching it, I suddenly felt a lot of pressure — the combination problem in the third question was a nightmare. Our team of several people got together and pondered it for a long time, and we only managed to get a few points here and there."

Benjamin scrolled through the messages one by one.

After confirming the authenticity of all the information, the last bit of lingering resentment in his heart vanished.

During the previous training camp, several professors, including Jason, Carlson, and Philip, treated Li Ao differently, which made him feel somewhat favoritism.

Looking back now, everything has a traceable origin.

With a perfect score, a special award, and two SCI papers in hand, any professor would treasure such a student.

Just then, Kevin sighed softly beside him, "Sigh, we're both high school students, and I'm even a year older than Leo. I'm going to MIT this fall. Do you think by the time I finally publish my first math paper, this guy will have already brought home the Fields Medal?"

After making a self-deprecating remark, Kevin shook his head, turned around and walked out of the room. His back looked much more desolate than when he had just squeezed in.

Benjamin watched the door close and then looked away.

He placed his hands on the keyboard and typed a reply at the bottom of the forum: "Congratulations to my teammate Leo on winning the perfect score gold medal and the special award. I am honored to be on the same team as such a math genius. He will inspire me to keep going."

at the same time.

The office of the summer duty teacher at Wyndham High School in the South Side of Chicago.

Mr. Brown sat in front of the computer, leisurely playing Minesweeper, exuding a relaxed vibe.

Because of Li Ao's outstanding performance in the National Mathematics Competition, the school had just awarded him a generous bonus as his mentor, which he immediately deposited into the college tuition account he was preparing for his daughter Emily.

Compared to parents who leave their children with a mountain of student loans to pay off, he is now feeling quite relieved.

"James, try to think more positively."

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Brown turned around and comforted the short-haired male teacher behind him, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Your son is already twenty. Since he has chosen to study full-time at university and is not going to work part-time, he should find a way to pay for his own tuition."

James rolled his eyes: "I'm telling you, Bob (Robert, Brown's name), that's easy for you to say when you're not the one suffering. If you're so capable, why don't you stop paying Emily a single penny?"

Brown chuckled, just about to boast a bit more about his recent bonus, when his phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

Looking down at the caller ID, I saw it was Emily.

He casually picked up the phone and put it to his ear.

"Dad! Has Leo contacted you?"

My daughter's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Isn't he still in Annam participating in the IMO? Why is he contacting me? International calls are so expensive."

Brown joked with a smile.

He paused, then added, "What, do you need to see him urgently? Stuck on your university math prep? Your dad's a math teacher, so asking me won't hurt."

"Hey, no, I meant to tell you that Leo won the gold medal in the International Mathematics Competition. The official website just posted the announcement. Not only a gold medal, but a perfect score and first place! I heard he also got some kind of special award."

Emily's voice was filled with barely concealed excitement, "He's amazing!"

Brown didn't react for a moment.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, he suddenly pushed the keyboard aside, lunged at the screen, and quickly typed in the IMO official website address.

The news announcement was prominently displayed at the top of the webpage.

After seeing the contents written in black and white, Brown couldn't help but swear.

"Fk."

He never imagined that the perfect score on the AMC 12 was just a warm-up for Li Ao.

This kid actually managed to easily get a perfect score and first place on the highest stage of the international mathematics competition.

Brown finally snapped out of his daze, ignoring the chair that had been knocked askew and the bewildered James behind him, and dashed out of the office.

He had to hurry and share this good news with Principal Smith and Mrs. Paterson.

Time goes by.

Counting the days, it's been a week since I returned from the IMO in Annam.

Li Ao sat in the living room of apartment 306 in Chicago, enjoying a rare moment of leisure during the last part of his summer vacation.

Now that there's a second-hand laptop in the house, Jamal comes over whenever he has free time, ostensibly to visit, but actually just to use the computer for internet access.

As a heavy Facebook user, he usually knows about all the big and small news in Chicago, as well as what's happening on school websites, even before the local newspapers.

At this moment, Jamal first browsed the sneaker forum, then looked at the Bulls news he was following, and then casually checked his summer make-up exam results.

It was discovered that he had failed only two subjects: American history and physics.

He leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh.

He originally thought he was going to fail all his subjects, but now that he has only failed two, it is definitely a pleasant surprise.

Moreover, he also heard that Jay Chou not only got an A in math, but also failed three other subjects in his make-up exams.

He has one more subject than him.

That's very comforting.

As usual, Jamal opened his Facebook homepage, intending to first browse through the selfies posted by pretty girls nearby, and then go to MSN to mock Jay Chou, that idiot.

As soon as the page was refreshed, a notification popped up from the official Wyndham High School homepage.

He stared at the screen, read the title clearly, and suddenly raised his voice.

"Leo!"

"You're famous! The school posted about your IMO gold medal on their Facebook page, and the comments section is going crazy!"

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