Making Things Difficult

Jiang Li could tell that there was something fishy about these questions just by skimming through them.

Some of them were hot and difficult questions in the current mathematics field, and some even involved physics and computer science.

These questions probably could not even be written by Li Guoxiang himself, right?

Although Jiang Li could solve these questions, she still needed some time.

Thus, Jiang Li took her pen and started to think. Just as she was about to solve the fourth question, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Jiang Li did not even raise her head, but she knew who it was. Even if the voice of the electric wheelchair was not loud, she couldn't be more familiar with it.

From an angle that Fu Jiuxiao could not see, Jiang Li curled her lips.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm bringing you milk."

Fu Jiuxiao handed Jiang Li the milk that she had asked the butler to heat up.