Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 92

"Since Helen is here, there's something important I want to announce."

Helen then looked at Gerard. He adjusted his glasses and said cheerfully, "Helen won first place in the regional-level Math Olympiad last time. This achievement has drawn the attention of the City Education Department.

"Therefore, the City Education Department has decided that Helen will represent our state in next month's National Math Olympiad in Nordstadt."

This announcement caused a stir in the entire class.

This was the National Math Olympiad, a high-energy battlefield for geniuses. The fact that Helen would participate in it left the two classmates who had been chatting earlier completely speechless.

After all, Helen had earned her place with her skills.

"In light of Helen's participation in the National Math Olympiad, the City Education Department has organized a 15-day mathematics training program beforehand. Helen, please prepare yourself, as you will report to the training center the day after tomorrow."

Gerard's announcement had caused a stir in the class. Now, most of the students were focused on Helen. However, Helen herself remained the most composed among them.

Training camp?

Was it the kind of closed, intensive training? Would that mean she could temporarily avoid staying at the Newton Residence?

Helen raised an eyebrow and found this development to be quite intriguing.

After class, Gerard called Helen into his office. "Helen, I have high hopes for you. I hope you'll take this training seriously and try to achieve a good ranking in the National Math Olympiad.

"This isn't just about your personal honor. It's also about the glory of our entire school being placed on your shoulders. Of course, don't put too much pressure on yourself, and perform just as you always have."

"Helen, I've bet half a semester's worth of my pocket money on you, so you must win," Phishie looked at Helen with a pitiful expression.

Helen then patted her head. "You silly girl. What if I lose?"

Phishie whimpered. "Then I'll be eating dirt."

Helen sighed. "Well, then, I'll do my best."

Phishie said, "Helen, my future is riding on your shoulders, so you have to work hard."

Helen nodded helplessly. "I'll try my best."