VICTOR"Is it not done yet?" I sat my phone on the desk, lifting my head.It had already been over ten minutes, and that alone was enough to tell me this wasn't a regular one.Cassius didn't look up; his eyes were glued to the laptop screen, brows furrowed tightly.He was drawn forward, enough to give away the pressure he's in.George stood off to the side, shifting his weight once before going still again.His eyes moved from Cassius to the screen, then back again, as if he wanted to ask something but knew better than to interrupt.George Simon, the president of Astor Heights University, suddenly dropped by my home this evening, with an unusual request.He was trying to find a "mathematics genius" who had solved a certain problem.Although he could have found it easier with general hackers, he came to me.I didn't mind, though. After all, he'd been my president as well when I was a student in Astor Heights, and since he came with some hope, it's a pleasure to help.So, I asked Cassiu
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