Tokyo Sound

"Great! That's great!" Sakura Eiji cheered up, "Quick, get some pens, ink, and draft paper ready. Edamori, get some coffee to keep the tutor alert."

"Put down the coffee for now. I'll drink it after I solve the problem." Yin Ze let out a long sigh and said, "So what's the problem?"

"Tutor, wait a moment, I'll get it right away." Sakura Eiji smiled. He turned around, took out his phone, and sent a conspicuous message to the company's internal group.

"Everyone from the old Imperial University, please come out and share a math problem from the college entrance examination. I need it urgently. I'll give you an extra week's salary this month."

The supreme ruler in the workplace, the middle-aged president, commands the pack of wolves, and none dares to disobey. If Party A does not come out, who can compete with him?

In just about seven or eight minutes, many graduates from top universities sent in various test questions.

They are all freshly baked and extremely delicious. Let your tutor taste them while they are still hot.

Sakura Eiji read the questions happily, and based on his remaining exam instinct, he selected a heavy question and copied it down carefully.

"Junior, what do you think of this question?" asked Sakura Eiji.

"Since it is a task assigned by the boss, I will do my best to complete it." Yin Ze nodded.

"Okay, just for your generosity, I will personally brew hand-ground coffee for you!" Sakura Eiji gave a thumbs up.

"Let me take a look too." Sakura Ayane came closer with interest, but was instantly blasted out of the hall of cosmic truth by the profound and mysterious descriptions and all kinds of ferocious and angry unit symbols.

For a girl with average academic ability, this kind of thing is still too terrifying and indescribable.

"This is a genuine college entrance examination-level difficult question. Since you are already a student of the University of Tokyo, I believe you can easily get the standard answer without any effort." Sakura Eiji smiled proudly and said affirmatively.

"…But I thought, isn't he from the Faculty of Arts?" Sakura Edamori sensed the changes here and temporarily put aside the idol drama she had been thinking about, and walked over and asked curiously.

"Hey, how can we categorize people as talented as him and me?" Sakura Eiji praised.

Followed by.

"Dad, can you do it?" Sakura Ayane raised her little face.

"Ah?" The middle-aged man was stunned.

"You haven't helped me with my homework since I graduated from middle school. Today is a rare opportunity, so let's give it a try." Sakura Ayane looked very expectant. That's the dependence of a child on his parents.

"What? You want to compete in solving problems?" Sakura Edamori heard this and immediately became interested. "Okay, let's compete with seniors and juniors from the same school."

"I, I studied law, but it wasn't the right major for me." Sakura Eiji stammered.

"How can we categorize people with such amazing talents like you?" Sakura Edamori said quietly and elegantly.

"..."

"This, what I do can be considered as the written test for my role as a tutor. There is no need for the boss to do it." Yin Ze assessed the situation and immediately spoke up to smooth things over for his leader.

"Okay, forget it if dad doesn't know how to do that." Sakura Ayane said somewhat disappointedly.

"?"

"Old Father Won't"

"What can't you do? Who can't do it?" The middle-aged man frowned.

The pillar of the family felt his good daughter's clear, innocent and trusting eyes, and great energy burst out of his body.

Think of me, Sakura Eiji. Although I was born in a poor family, I have always been a child of others. After passing the Akamon Gate, I was considered a genius among my classmates. I started from scratch and succeeded in crossing industries twice. I even resisted my father-in-law's Mighty Dragon Palm without changing my expression and without shedding a single tear.

Even the midlife crisis that men are so afraid of is suppressed and eliminated.

I won't?

Would I be afraid?

Stop increasing laughter!

"Be careful, junior. I was a ruthless person back then. I gave my all in every exam and beat the second-best student in the grade. If we really have to fight, I won't let you down."

After Sakura Eiji finished speaking, he slowly took out the Montblanc premium fountain pen that the president used to sign contracts. He opened the pen cap, and a murderous aura appeared. His territory unfolded, and the sound of reading surrounded him. A tiered classroom appeared. It seemed as if time had gone backwards for the middle-aged man, and he returned to the high-spirited top student. Behind him were the withered corpses of repeaters, and only one person could stand at the top of the pyramid.

This is the test king with a 99% admission rate, a battle-hardened king who has fought his way out of tests time and time again!

Master Yin looked surprised.

I think it must be another person known as the exam king, Yuzaburo Koizumi, an active iron-blooded educator, who is not as good as this one in aura.

Beethoven was frightened by the strong and oppressive smell. He flapped his wings and flew to the hostess's shoulder, continuing to observe from the sidelines.

Two alumni who had never been in the same school sat side by side, writing and drawing on draft paper with their heads down. Both of them looked serious and focused, each with their own charm.

Sakura Eiji read the questions, closed his eyes and thought, flipping through the dusty memory book in his mind. With the sound of rustling, all those golden years of studying for exams flashed before his eyes. The beacon fire has been lit, and the formulas and theorems covered with a thick layer of dust have all responded to the call of the former academic king and returned to their positions. The army is huge and the battle formation is fascinating.

It's back, it's all back.

The award certificates covering the walls, the affirmation from the homeroom teacher, the unwillingness of being the perpetual runner-up in the next class, the praise broadcasted on the school radio, and the admission notice to the University of Tokyo standing at the gate of my alma mater.

All are back.

Sakura Eiji opened his eyes and quickly reviewed the questions and thought, just like he did back then.

Under muscle memory, the Montblanc fountain pen wrote out the word "solution" in a flamboyant and unrestrained font, from which one can get a glimpse of the glory of the king back then.

The tutor next to him wrote the word "解" in a very proper manner.

Humph.

Come on.

The middle-aged man showed a youthful and defiant smile.

The battle begins at this moment.

The process was full of twists and turns and quite dramatic.

First of all.

The boss looked disdainful and the tutor frowned.

then.

The boss encountered some difficulties, and the tutor slowly started writing.

Second.

The boss stood still while the tutor calculated again and again.

At last.

The boss' smile disappeared, and the tutor became more and more courageous.

So that's how it is...Yin Ze raised his eyebrows intelligently and wrote with more confidence, no longer slow.

How could this be... Sakura Eiji held his forehead tightly, his eyes wide open, trying to see the truth behind the fog.

"Dad, are you able to do this?" Sakura Ayane looked at the two people in completely different states, one writing furiously and the other with a blank paper, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Is the Old Father Capable?"

The middle-aged man felt a flame burning in his chest when he was questioned. His dignity and pride were trembling, wanting to turn into snow-white wings, carrying his shining soul back from the abyss.

Recall it quickly.

The legend who climbed to the top step by step by stepping on the skeletons of thousands of candidates in the same class!

but.

I don't know math.

I just can’t.

With one step on empty air, the legend was trapped in the purgatory of bones, unable to extricate himself.

Sakura Eiji froze in front of the draft paper.

He tried to make a last ditch effort.

At least, we need to analyze the first layer——!!

Five minutes passed.

The tutor has already written the answers.

The boss's paper still only had a solution with flying fonts and shocking words.

"This question is too difficult. Even I can't understand the essence of it. I don't like to write answers that I'm not sure of. So what's the difference between this and ordinary middle school students guessing the answers to multiple-choice questions before handing in their papers?"

Feeling the gaze of his beloved wife and daughter, the middle-aged man coughed lightly and said dryly.

"Why not look at the tutor's answer? If he's wrong too, then it's a tie."

At that time, we will call off the battle and fight again the next day.

He can also use this time to find his lost past.

Sakura Eiji quickly picked up his phone and asked the staff who set the questions to send him the answers.

The chat interface was immediately filled with densely packed answers.

"let's see……"

The family of three, including Beethoven, gathered around and began to check and review it.

"Yes, the answer is right!" Sakura Ayane clapped her hands excitedly and cheered, as if she had solved it herself. "That's amazing, and it seems that the tutoring process is more streamlined!"

"Yes, it should be clearer." Sakura Edamori nodded in agreement.

No.

This is impossible.

Absolutely impossible!

Sakura Eiji was stunned.

How did this person who didn't even know how to factor numbers suddenly acquire the science level of an average Tokyo University student? !

Could it be that they had been deliberately showing weakness to lure the enemy deeper into their territory?

...No, I won't. I won't think that far.

No reason.

"Have you seen this question before?" Sakura Eiji asked.

"No."

Master Yin shook his head and spoke calmly without any arrogance.

"But in addition to this heavy test paper, I also stayed up all night to read past exam papers. I basically summarized all the question types and was able to follow the clues. But even with such a reserve, I still spent time reacting to new questions. It turns out that I am still not capable enough."

Sakura Eiji looked at it for a long time, but was speechless. He looked left and right, and could only see the word "examination".

Looking deeper, behind the pretty boy, there are clearly two dark shadows, with flames burning on their bodies. One of them is extremely determined, with iron-blooded fangs, and the other is fat and very kind, but has a striking Mediterranean hairstyle.

Sakura Eiji suddenly understood.

This is the ultimate in the sea of ​​questions, the pinnacle of cramming.

Forcefully instilling, piling up until the Ren and Du meridians are opened, and finally pushing all questions back to their roots, the end point pursued by countless examinees -

"...How did you do it?" Sakura Eiji asked silently. This was not from the perspective of a boss, but from the perspective of a former candidate.

"Boss, you want to learn too? I can teach you." Yin Ze said without hesitation.

The senior still has some basic skills. Once he recovers his touch, he will still be a master in the examination room. In the future, when I am not around, Sakura can also ask his father for help, so there will be less delay.

The middle-aged man's shoulders shook.

The hand holding the Montblanc fountain pen is trembling

At this moment, an era was shattered.

Legends, after all, are just legends and no longer exist.

That child from another family eventually disappeared in the wind.

“…Guwu, I, I lost.”

Sakura Eiji closed the pen cap and lowered his head in frustration.

Chapter 67 The Final Plan

The genius fell, and the sun and the moon sighed.