Molly was upset, "This question doesn't seem to have an answer."
"Of course it does. If you throw in the towel, I'll show you how to solve it! It's definitely something we learned in high school!"
"We won't throw in the towel! Damn it!"
After a while, Kurt pushed them, "I have to eat. Have you finished yet? Are you trying to starve me or what?"
Kevin suddenly raised his head, "I've worked it out!"
He handed in his answer.
Kurt looked over it and frowned slightly, "You're right. My turn!"
In order to save time, they put out problems at the same time and did them at the same time.
Kurt's question was so complicated that he wrote a whole page. He handed it over to the three and picked up the problem written by Kevin.
The four students picked up their pens and started working on the problems.
Some of the other students started trickling back into the classroom. The students were surprised to see Kurt in there.
A classmate approached and asked, "What are you doing?"
No one answered him. He looked at the paper in the hands of the four people and understood the situation, "Is this a… competition?"
Many students gathered around to see. They had seen ball games, but they had never witnessed a game of maths questions, especially not when the opposition is the best student in the science class. As Kevin's classmates, everyone hoped his team would win.
Both questions were quite difficult. Although Kurt was good at math, it was not easy for him to work out this question. More students filtered back into the classroom and sat quietly, watching.
"I'm done!" Kurt gave a sudden cry.
Kevin was surprised, raised his head, and took the paper from Kurt's hand.
"You're right…" Though he was reluctant to admit it, "but I'm almost finished working out your problem. Just wait!"
The bell rang, and Kurt laughed, "I have to go. I can't wait for you! Whether you can work it out or not, I won in time! Keep your word, and you can't sign up!"
He swaggered out of the classroom toward his class.
Molly was angry at Kurt's manner, but she had to admit that Kurt Weller was a very brilliant student.
"It was me that agreed to compete with him. I won't hand in my application form! I'll give up the Mathematical Olympiad trials." Molly took back her form and said, "You can go to the trials, though! I'll just quit the race alone!"
Kevin frowned, "No. I agreed, too. I won't hand in my application form either!"
"Me three." Dave added, "Our school can only choose one person. Even if I did hand my form in, I'll still never surpass Kurt. He is annoying, but he is indeed the brightest.
Molly wanted to retort, but she couldn't think of anything to say. She knew that the last question, the one that Kurt gave them, was actually easier than the one they gave him, and yet Kurt had still won.
"Damn it. He's rude enough to be mean about our liberal arts class." Molly was very angry, "Just because we can't beat him doesn't mean there isn't anybody else who could surpass him. There must be a liberal arts student who's good at maths? Oh, I think I know someone!"
"Who?" Dave suddenly looked more cheerful.
"Boss Green! She is very good at math!"
Kevin didn't like the idea, "My sister didn't sign up in the first place, which means she doesn't want to participate in the match. I don't think we should bother her."
"She's the only person I can think of." Molly said, "I'm going to ask her. Maybe she will agree! It can't do any harm."
***
In the afternoon, Ms. Acheson announced in class that the school would hold a monthly exam on Thursday afternoon and Friday morning. After the exam, some of the top students would be selected into the advanced class, and the remaining students would continue to study in their original classes.
Sophia had heard about this before. She had heard that the top class was very tightly managed and had a lot of homework. She was very familiar with senior three knowledge and did not need to do so much training, so she would rather not enter the advanced class.
She was hoping to earn some points for her class, but it seemed that she wouldn't be able to do it in time. And if she entered in the top thirty, she would be selected into the advanced class.
Points were really hard to get!
After school that afternoon, Molly approached Sophia.
"Boss Green, you should fight for our liberal arts students and teach Kurt Weller a lesson!" Molly shook Sophia's arm as if she were about to shake it off, "Come on. Please!"
Sophia was about to go home and was a little impatient with her. She said, "Weller is a hard worker, and he studies a lot, but his emotional intelligence is a little low. He is too over the top and full of himself.
Eventually, someone will teach him a lesson."
"Boss. You can teach him a lesson! Right now!!" Molly was not planning on giving up, she held onto Sophia's arm, "Teach him a lesson. Let him know there is always someone more competent and capable than you!"
"No. I'm not the teacher!"
"Boss, are you afraid of losing to him and losing face?" Molly tried to prod her into action, "S you don't dare?"
"Yeah, whatever…" Sophia wasn't taken in by this trick.
Molly wasn't defeated, yet she came up with another idea. She continued to persuade her, "Boss, if you get the prize at the Mathematical Olympiad, you get priority to enter a prestigious university and get a bursary to a top school, like Glinton University. What's more, the top three of the Mathematical Olympiad get awards."
"No!" Sophia replied flatly, "I won't get points for class…"
Molly was confused, "Class… points?"