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Qiao Yu was gnawing on the pen in front of the desk, a little frustrated, it was almost her third year of high school, and her five or three had only moved less than a third.
She poked the pen cap in frustration, silently hoping that high school would end soon.
"Knock knock. ”
"Please come in. Seeing the fruit in his father's hand, Qiao Yu took it with both hands and said thank you.
"Encounter, Dad hasn't been very happy looking at you lately. Qiao Ming touched Qiao Yu's hair, "What do you have to tell Dad." ”
"It's almost the third year of high school, the pace of school is fast, and the pressure from the people around me is not small. As soon as he thought that the college entrance examination was about to begin, Qiao Yu panicked for no reason.
"Qiao Yu, Dad will tell you a story. Qiao Ming smiled and said: "When I was fifteen years old, I followed the trend like you, but now at the age of fifty, I like very cheesy, do you think Dad is old?"
Qiao Yu didn't nod or shake his head, just sat aside and listened quietly.
"Dad doesn't think so, I just still love everything I loved when I was fifteen. ”
Qiao Ming looked at his daughter, as if he saw what he looked like when he was young, hot-blooded, hardworking, although he had infinite hope for the future, he was full of confusion about the unknown.
"When encountered, Dad always felt that love was more important than grades, and interest was like the lubricant of gears, the stronger the interest, the better your machine would run. ”
Qiao Ming got up and said, "Let's go, meet and go out with my father." We are not good at studying, and there are other ways to go, and besides, we are only short of math, and Dad is proud of you. As he spoke, he stretched out his thumb and pressed it on Qiao Yu's forehead, like pasting a small red flower.
"Dad, you really can't open any pot. Qiao Yu patted Old Joe's shoulder, "I don't see it, Dad, I think you are very handsome today." ”
"I promise you, do what you have to do in the future, no matter what the outcome is, I will not regret it. ”
Just finished the tutor's subject inspection and investigation, Song Qingyan returned to the dormitory with exhaustion.
"Qingyan, you forgot your phone, it seems that someone is looking for you. Jiang Haotian pointed to the mobile phone on the table.
"Well, thank you. Sure enough, there were more than a dozen unread messages on WeChat on the phone.
"Hello senior, I'm Li Zhiyi. ”
"I have a question for you, now on the first floor of the first library, can you come over for a moment?"
"I can also go to you. ”
Jiang Haotian was patted by Song Qingyan and his back was numb, "Let's go, go and answer the questions for the younger sister." ”
"How do I answer math problems with a computer!"
She was a freshman, and she asked nothing more than some basics. ”
"Male or female?"
"Female. ”
Jiang Haotian became a little interested at this time, but he still complained: "I am a brick, and I will move it wherever it is useful." ”
Song Qingyan glanced back at the octopus on his back, feeling a little helpless, especially afraid that he would accidentally bend Jiang Haotian, or in fact, he was not straight.
And the sticky spirit who had to rely on Song Qingyan to move, didn't realize that his image in front of others was so unbearable, and naively thought that what he was preaching was just brotherhood, and he never thought that the painting style of the two getting along was becoming more and more harmonious.
Song Qingyan patted the hand on his back, "Look up, the library is here, don't use me to block the sun anymore." ”
"Isn't this brotherhood, everyone sacrifices each other, and life will be better. ”
The sound of sporadic footsteps sounded in the library, it was the quietest time of the day, everyone was busy studying, but no one cared about the movement here.
The two found a seat according to the location of Li Zhiyi's WeChat, but they didn't see her.
Song Qingyan pulled away the chair opposite and opened "Algebraic Topology", "I still have some things, you can help me teach her first." ”
"Ah, I'm afraid I'll take bad students. Looking at the familiar high math textbook on the table, Jiang Haotian flipped through it.
The handwriting in the textbook is very beautiful, and it can be seen that the little girl is studying very hard, and she is very attentive to the notes next to the dense formula characters.
Jiang Haotian turned to the last page.
Behind the editor's words, there is a Q version of the villain, with a haircut, slightly raised eyes, and a harmless smile on his face, like a ...... Song Qingyan.
The small faint gray picture was a little less obvious on the beige pages.
But Jiang Haotian felt the weight of Song Qingyan in the girl's heart. He bit the cap of the pen, but he didn't speak for a long time, thinking that he wanted to see it, and if it was a good girl, he would match. The premise is that the girl is good enough.
Jiang Haotian closed his textbook, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a girl with a ponytail holding two cups of Starbucks coffee in her hands, and "Miss Li" was written next to the smiling face on the paper cup.
The girl's appearance is not eye-catching, but her temperament is natural, like an unpolished jade.
Song Qingyan, who was beside him, had already noticed Li Zhiyi's arrival, and he turned the page of the book in his hand without moving, but he didn't look at it carefully.
"Hello, my name is Jiang Haotian, and I am Song Qingyan's roommate. I'm free today, I heard that you have a problem, and of course it's my duty to be a senior. Jiang Haotian pulled out the seat next to him, took the Fu Ruibai in Li Zhiyi's hand, and handed it to Song Qingyan.
"You sit, our major math requirements are quite high, and the freshman is quite basic, let me help you take a look." Jiang Haotian knew that the girl beside him was very ape-like, but he also wanted to observe her carefully.
Li Zhi was also a little disappointed, but she didn't show it, she politely handed another cup of coffee in her hand to Jiang Haotian, "Then I'm sorry for you." ”
Li Zhi also asked nothing more than the question of derivatives and the limits of extension, which are a step up in difficulty on the basis of high school, but not difficult for a doctoral student.
There are not many problems, the little girl is indeed smart, and many topics can be understood by herself, and it didn't take long for the problems to disappear, and Li Zhi also planned to leave......
Jiang Haotian turned his pen and considered asking now whether he would let the little girl run away, but after getting along, Li Zhi is indeed a good girl, making people feel that everything is just right.
He took out a piece of paper and tilted his head to write word by word, so that Li Zhi could also see his sincerity and could not hold back.
"Aren't you interested in the other one? The tone is an affirmative sentence.
"Senior, you're thinking too much. ”
"I'll help you match, do you want it?"
"No thanks. ”
In fact, the girl's sixth sense is really accurate, whether it is possible for two people, she can tell it at first glance. It's just that some are pretending to be stupid, and some are deceiving themselves, but Li Zhi also chose to retreat with his whole body.
Because she clearly knew that Song Qingyan called Jiang Haotian to tell her that she was sorry, and she chose to be friends with him.
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