novelbin Chapter 329 - 328: The Challenge Sent to Beijing University! You Mock My Diagrams as Mere Doodles?
Chapter 329 - 328: The Challenge Sent to Beijing University! You Mock My Diagrams as Mere Doodles?
The night wind swept through the corridor, causing the windows to make a slight noise.
Dean Li’s finger jabbed at the DNA double helix structure diagram, his knuckles turning pale from the pressure. Under the dim light, his eyes behind the glasses locked onto Lin Wan Yi like a hawk.
"Where did you see this diagram?"
His voice was low, yet carried an undeniable authority.
Lin Wan Yi didn’t look at the diagram. She faced Dean Li’s gaze with a calm expression, even managing a faint smile.
"Dean, I didn’t see it anywhere."
Dean Li’s brows knitted into a knot.
"I drew it myself." Lin Wan Yi continued, speaking neither too fast nor too slow, "Some time ago, I went to a recycling station and found an old journal brought back from abroad before liberation. The paper was brittle. It had an article about molecular structure conjectures with no diagrams, just a few descriptions. I found it very interesting, so I tried to draw it based on my understanding."
Her words were flawless.
In those days, it was indeed possible for precious materials to be scattered around, and an untraceable lone journal was the best explanation.
Dean Li stared at her for a good ten seconds.
Lin Wan Yi remained calm, without a hint of evasion.
"Nonsense!" Dean Li suddenly reprimanded in a low voice but then withdrew the lecture notes from his hand, carefully folding that last page and slipping it into the pocket of his Zhongshan suit.
He kept a stern face, but his tone softened: "Such unverified conjectures, how can you casually include them in the review materials? What if they mislead other students?"
Despite his reproachful words, he clutched the lecture notes tightly.
A student who could deduce such an accurate model from just a few lines of description... what else could this be but genius?
"If you have such ideas in the future, discuss them with me first." Dean Li cleared his throat, regaining the dignity of a department head, "Alright, it’s getting late, head home quickly."
Lin Wan Yi nodded, "Thank you, Dean."
She turned and left, her slender yet upright figure disappearing. Dean Li stood in place, rubbing the thin paper in his pocket as if holding a burning iron.
He knew that this student named Lin Wan Yi was no ordinary talent.
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Beijing City Agricultural University.
In the boys’ dormitory, Zhao Lei threw the handwritten "Genius Notes of Beijing University" onto the table.
"Crooked practices!"
He looked at the lively illustrations and catchy rhymes on the papers with disdain. "Scholarly work demands precision, not comic strips! Simplifying complex scientific theories like this is a desecration of knowledge!"
He was recognized as the top student in Agricultural University’s Biology Department, always looking down on the "theoretical giants, action dwarfs" of Beijing University.
"But... Brother Lei, my cousin said this is really useful," Wang Qiang argued quietly from the side.
"Useful?" Zhao Lei sneered, "Poison can also relieve pain, would you take it?"
He picked up those notes and strode out of the dormitory, heading straight to the student union’s office.
The next day.
An "Academic Exchange Invitation Letter" stamped with the official seal of Beijing City Agricultural University’s Student Union was formally sent to the office of Beijing Agricultural College and also posted prominently on both schools’ bulletin boards.
The letter’s wording was courteous, but its content was vicious.
"...We’ve heard of your college’s rigorous scholarly atmosphere. Recently, we stumbled upon a review note on ’Plant Genetics’ from your institution, whose unique teaching style was eye-opening for our students. To promote academic exchange between our institutions and mutual improvement, we cordially invite the author of the notes to visit our school this Friday afternoon, or we can send representatives to your institution for an open discussion on some academic views expressed in the notes..."
The word "discussion" was boldly highlighted with thick ink.
This letter was essentially a challenge.
The news immediately caused a stir at Beijing University.
"This is too much! They’re coming to challenge us!"
"They’re just jealous of our Genius Notes, Agricultural University’s people are so petty!"
Su Jiaojiao and her group of followers gathered together, gloating.
"Now let’s see how Lin Wan Yi gets out of this! She might fool our own people with her stuff, but take it outside and they’ll tear her apart!"
Unexpectedly, instead of division, the entire Agricultural College erupted in unprecedented solidarity after a moment of shock.
The girl with braids was the first to stand up, slamming her notes on the table: "Who says Wan Yi’s notes are crooked? I used to dread cell division, now I can write it out with my eyes closed! The Agricultural University folks are just jealous!"
"That’s right! We all support Lin Wan Yi!"
"She’s not fighting alone, she represents the dignity of our entire Beijing Agricultural College!"
"Wan Yi is our ’North Battle God’! Anyone who dares touch her has to get through us first!"
The fervor was overwhelming.
Lin Wan Yi hadn’t even done anything yet but found herself pushed to a height of "bringing glory to the school."
Friday afternoon, the day before the exam.
The largest lecture hall at Beijing University was filled to capacity. The corridors and windowsills were crowded with people.
The student delegation from Agricultural University sat on the left, led by Zhao Lei, each sitting straight with "we’re here to stir things up" written on their faces.
Beijing University’s students sat on the right, each clutching the yellow paper handout tightly, like soldiers gripping their rifles.
Dean Li personally sat at the center of the stage, his expression stern. He wasn’t there to judge but to back his students.
At exactly two in the afternoon,
Dean Li signaled for the exchange to begin.
Zhao Lei stood up. Skipping the usual pleasantries, his eyes shot sharply towards the podium.
The staff projected the page on "chromosome inversion" from the notes onto the screen using an overhead projector.
Zhao Lei pointed at the schematic Lin Wan Yi drew of "block rotation" and addressed the entire lecture hall.
"I’d like to ask the author of the notes," he sneered, "whether representing a 180° inversion within a chromosome with such simplified graphics might be too crude?"
"To my understanding, the structure of chromosomes is extremely complex, and this depiction is akin to a child’s drawing. Sacrificing scientific accuracy for so-called ’simplicity’ is unacceptable."
He paused, raised his voice, and asked word by word:
"Is this the academic level of your institution?"
The room fell into dead silence.
All the Beijing University students felt a hot flush of shame on their faces — this wasn’t academic debate but outright humiliation.
At this moment, Lin Wan Yi stood up from her seat.
She was wearing a clean white shirt and walked slowly to the podium.
Facing Zhao Lei’s questions, she didn’t utter a single word in rebuttal.
Instead, she walked to the blackboard and picked up a piece of white chalk.
With a click,
the first point fell on the blackboard.
Next to Zhao Lei’s "childish drawing," under the watchful eyes of over a thousand people in the hall, she began to draw. Lines extended, curled, folded... a molecular structure model of chromosomes, far more complex than those in textbooks, yet clear and filled with logical beauty, gradually emerged on the blackboard.
The entire lecture hall was so silent that one could hear the soft sound of chalk moving across the blackboard.