Syllable!

In the end, Zhou Qinqin's slap did not fall on Jiang Han's face, but was grabbed by Jiang Han's outstretched hand.

"Do you still want to hear me talk to you?"

Jiang Han was a little unhappy, no, very unhappy.

I was kind enough to give someone a lecture, and I kindly reminded her to stay away from herself, but who knew that what she got was a slap that almost fell?

Zhou Qinqin gritted her teeth, wishing she could bite Jiang Han to death.

This girl's innocence, that's a big deal!

You're going to talk to me about it now?

Can I still listen to the questions now?

"You let go of your hands!"

Jiang Han let go.

Zhou Qinqin launched an offensive again, but fortunately, Jiang Han was on guard in his heart and grabbed Zhou Qinqin's wrist again.

"You hurt me!" Zhou Qinqin groaned, the tip of her nose frowning slightly.

Jiang Han had no choice but to let go again.

Who knew that Zhou Qinqin didn't plan to let Jiang Han go, and was about to hit him again, but Jiang Han, who was guarding carefully, grabbed his wrist.

"You...... You let go!"

"I won't let go!" Jiang Han said this time that he wouldn't let go.

This woman is crazy!

Definitely insane!

His heart was filled with indignation.

Call!

At this time, there was a gust of wind in his ears, and he saw that Zhou Qinqin's other hand had moved away from the collar of his clothes and attacked Jiang Han.

"What are you two doing?"

Suddenly, a voice full of majesty sounded, interrupting Zhou Qinqin's movements again.

"Curator ......"

Seeing the visitor, Zhou Qinqin instantly quieted down and quickly lowered her head, like a pastoral who made a mistake!

Jiang Han glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him, wearing glasses, tall and tall, not Jianshun, and looking a little weak.

"Hello Curator. He saw that the curator was looking at him and hurriedly said hello.

The curator looked at the two of them and seemed a little unhappy.

"You two come with me. ”

Jiang Han and Zhou Qinqin didn't dare to say anything, and followed the curator to the curator's office.

The curator sat on a chair, refilled himself with a cup of tea, waited for a while, and then said slowly, "Have you two recognized your mistakes?"

Zhou Qinqin did not speak.

Jiang Han said: "I realized. ”

The curator asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Han said seriously: "I don't know. ”

Curator: "???"

Even Zhou Qinqin, who was standing aside and bowing her head to show a very sincere attitude of admitting her mistakes, couldn't help but look up at Jiang Han beside her, her face was a little confused.

How do you get those three words out of your mouth?

Bang.

The curator put the cup on the table and asked with some unhappiness, "What's your name, which department, and who is the counselor?"

Jiang Han said: "Jiang Han, from the Department of Mathematics, the counselor is Chen Ye. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Qinqin glanced at Jiang Han deeply, Jiang Han, right? I remember you.

"What about you, what's your name?" asked Zhou Qinqin.

"Zhou Qinqin. Zhou Qinqin pursed her lips and didn't say anything more.

It's a really bad feeling, it's not good.

The curator then asked, "Do you know what this place is?"

"Yes. ”

"Then what are you doing here? Fighting in public? I said that you couples are really enough, although we are not opposed to college students falling in love, but you yourself should also pay attention to the size! What is this place? A place for everyone to study, it should really be a place where you can do whatever you want to do if you have conflicts?"

"Curator ......" Zhou Qinqin suddenly became anxious, what is this?

Couple?

Love?

What does it have to do with me?

"You don't think I'm in a relationship with him, do you?" she pointed at Jiang Han with an incredulous expression.

"Isn't it?" said the curator with a look of seeing.

Jiang Han felt that he couldn't be sloppy with such a thing, "No, Curator, we didn't fall in love......"

He was about to explain, but was interrupted by the director: "I don't care if you are in a relationship or not, and whether you are a couple or not, I only know that you have brought an extremely bad influence to the library and disturbed the study of other students, you must be punished!"

When the two heard this, they looked at each other.

Each saw anger and unhappiness in each other's eyes.

Zhou Qinqin asked weakly, "Curator, what is our punishment?"

The curator said: "Cleaning, the sanitation of the second floor of the library will be handed over to the two of you in the next week!"

"Curator, can I refuse?" Jiang Han said.

The curator's eyes widened: "You are your home when you are the library, and you don't need to be punished for violating the rules?"

Jiang Han sighed, what else could he do?

I can only accept my fate!

Tell me what this thing is?

A tragedy caused by a topic.

The two were kicked out of the curator's office after accepting the punishment, and when they walked to the door, Zhou Qinqin looked angry, and Jiang Han was a little sullen.

Zhou Qinqin suddenly said: "Jiang Han, I remember you!"

Jiang Han didn't admit defeat either: "Zhou Qinqin, I remember you too!"

After Zhou Qinqin finished speaking, she left angrily.

Looking at the time, the afternoon physics class was about to start, Jiang Han returned to his original position, packed up his things and prepared to go to class.

Most of the college physics is about some basic knowledge, which has a lot to do with high school physics.

Jiang Han had finished reading the entire book in the first few physics classes.

Therefore, in physics class, Professor Tang was lecturing on the podium, and he opened a book about the paper he was going to write and studied it carefully.

Professor Tang, who wore a pair of rigorous black-rimmed glasses, happened to see a student who did not look up to listen to his lecture from beginning to end after class, and he was a little dissatisfied. It stands to reason that as a professor, I am only responsible for teaching, and I have no responsibility for other things.

But this student is his own student, and he is still reading other books under his nose.

What's up?

Big things are coming?

"That classmate, the one sitting in the front row on the left......"

Jiang Han suddenly felt that he was being poked with his fingers, and when he raised his head, he found that Professor Tang, the physics teacher with a strict face, seemed to be pointing at him.

"Me?"

Jiang Han pointed at himself.

"Yes, that's you, this classmate asks you to stand up for a moment. ”

Jiang Han got up and stood up.

"This classmate, you can take a look at this question. As he spoke, Professor Tang pointed to a physics problem on the blackboard, and then said, "Do you have any ideas for solving the problem?"

Professor Tang is a very strict person, with a serious face all day long, and he does not look kind at all.

But he is passionate about physics.

These are all things to listen to the seniors.

Needless to say, Jiang Han also knew that he must have been discovered by reading other books in class, so he got up alone to answer the questions.

"If you can't answer it, your grades may not be high. Professor Tang said unceremoniously.

When Jiang Han stood up just now, he saw clearly that there was a book on Jiang Han's table, although he didn't know what it was, but he knew that it was definitely not a physics book.

This made him a little uncomfortable, and even more angry, what book can be as good as a physics book?

These students are really ignorant.

Jiang Han scratched his head, Professor Tang said very tactfully, but the meaning is very clear, if you can't answer, your usual grades in the future will not be high.

He hurriedly looked at the questions on the blackboard.

[There are two particles of mass m, connected by a lightweight hard rod of length a, and the two centroids are stationary in free space, but the rod rotates around the centroid with angular velocity w......]

There are three questions in total, which are the difficult problems behind the physics book.

Jiang Han began to think.

After a few minutes, Professor Tang put on the black glasses on his eyes and couldn't help asking, "How long are you going to watch?"

Professor Tang has long been a little dissatisfied, no, no, you still pretend to be thinking.

In the end, I thought about it for a long time and didn't come up with anything, and I delayed everyone for half a day.

He has seen a lot of this kind of student.

It's annoying.