The next day.
In the physics teacher's office, the teacher pinched Lin Fan's draft paper, which contained two different methods of solution. His brow was furrowed tight, torn between awe at the boy's raw talent and deep worry over his habit of sleeping through class.
"Lin Fan, I know you're smart, but learning is like sailing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall back. Did you really run into some obstacle you can't get past? Tell your teacher—whatever the school can help with, we certainly will!"
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