Just when the principal came to the second class of finance and caused a monstrous tsunami again, Lin Luo had already rushed into the library in a hurry.

At the entrance, sat the old curator of Fudan who was full of reputation - Cai Shumin with black-rimmed glasses. She looked at the inch-headed young man who rushed over, with a shallow smile on her kind face, and said lightly: "What are you doing recklessly, you want to fight for the first place? It's a pity that it's late, and someone has been here for more than half an hour." ”

"Huh?" Lin Luo was slightly startled, was there anyone earlier than him?

However, he didn't care, and smiled shyly: "Teacher, I'm not here to compete for the first place." He handed over the library card and said, "Yesterday there was a problem that I didn't solve, and I wanted to check the information." ”

Cai Shumin smiled slightly and said, "You can't be in a hurry to check the information!"

Lin Luo said anxiously: "Teacher, I'm really anxious, I'm in a hurry." You see, if it's all right, I'll go in. ”

Cai Shumin was amused by Lin Luo, and hurriedly handed back the library card and said, "Then go quickly, hurry up, remember not to damage the book." ”

Lin Luo nodded wildly and rushed in.

"This kid ......" Cai Shu was sensitive to Lin Luo's vitality, and said with a kind gaze: "Why did you see this kid for the first time?"

Cai Shumin has worked in the library for more than 20 years, and has a stunt that shocks everyone in Fudan. As long as it was a student who had been to the library, she could recognize it at a glance. But Lin Luo, who appeared just now, she didn't have any memory.

Obviously, Lin Luo is here for the first time.

The first time she came, she came so creatively, she had to make Cai Shumin's impression of Lin Luo three points deeper.

Lin Luo rushed into the library, and sure enough, he found a beautiful figure, already sitting at the desk, reading books intently. Beside her was a stack of books, more than twenty of them.

"It's early. Lin Luo muttered to himself.

However, he quickly turned his gaze away from the beautiful figure and turned to the sweaty bookshelf.

After a while, Lin Luo walked out with a large push of mathematical monographs. He chose a place to sit a little further away from the beautiful woman, piled up the books on the desk, and then went through the books, sometimes foreshadowing.

Focused, engrossed.

There was no one next to Lin Luo.

Only the rustling sound that can be heard clearly forms a moving movement that resounds throughout the library.

The beautiful woman is not someone else, it is Shen Bingqing, the leader and assistant coach of the Fudan basketball team. At this moment, she was also attentive to the various sports monographs piled up in front of her. Since Zhong Rui and Gu Feng were injured, she felt helpless for the first time.

The head coach is seriously ill, and she has confirmed that she will participate in the school league as a substitute coach. For the sake of her mentor and Fudan's reputation, she must bring Fudan to the top four this time.

But now star guard Zhong Rui was injured unexpectedly, and even the substitute guard Gu Feng, who he secretly adjusted, also had misaligned bones.

This time, I'm afraid that there will be no way back.

She doesn't care whether she can stay in Fudan to teach in the end, nor does she care whether she can take over the coaching whip of head coach Zhang Aihua in the end, she just wants to keep Fudan's honor like every Fudan person.

But now that she is in a situation where no one is available, how can she come back to life?

She has been in the library for the past two days, reading various monographs written by Chinese and foreign basketball coaches. I hope to find inspiration from this, so that this team, which is already a champion Lions, can face the difficulties in the face of injury.

But in fact, she herself knows that once a team loses its core, it will immediately lose its championship hegemony. What's more, Fudan has not been able to break through the sniping of Tsinghua University and Peking University.

Even if you look at the world's highest basketball temple, the American Professional Basketball League, referred to as "NBA", no team can still compete for the championship without losing its star at home.

For example, the Bulls who lost Jordan in 94-95, and the Bulls who lost Rose later, lost the strength to compete for the championship in a blink of an eye. For example, after James left in 11 years, the Cavaliers immediately became a fish belly team for four years, and they couldn't even make the playoffs.

This is the influence of the stars, and now the Zhong Rui of Fudan is like this.

He is a well-deserved star in Fudan.

But it's not all out of the question.

The NBA Bulls have always done a good job in this regard, even when Jordan retired for the first time and Rose Rose in the 21st century was injured, the Bulls did not suffer a fatal blow, but used team basketball to maintain a good competitiveness.

Therefore, the monographs that Shen Bingqing is reading at the moment are all related to these two periods of the bull.

"Smack!"

Shen Bingqing closed the book he had finished reading in his hand and let out a long sigh.

She gently patted the back of her sore neck with her slender hand and stood up.

She soothed her body and followed her gaze, only to find that in the corner not far away, at some point, there was a handsome boy with short haircut. He has a delicate face, a sharp outline, and a pair of eyes that are blazing.

On his desk, there are countless mathematical monographs, including complex variable functions, line algebra, probability, and other fields.

At the moment, he was concentrating on the problem meticulously, surrounded by scattered scratch paper. And the backpack in the corner of the desk is stuffed with calculations that have not had time to be organized.

The calculation was stuffed into the backpack like a twist, and it was indescribably messy.

But in the chaos, there was an innumerable shock that fell into Shen Bingqing's heart.

"Whew!" Shen Bingqing looked at this scene, took a deep breath, and felt countless powers infused into her body, making her confident again. She turned and walked over to the bookshelf again.

After a while, a large pile of books was piled up on Shen Bingqing's desk.

Once again, she was engrossed in reading the monograph.

Time passed quietly.

The two are still immersed in their respective books. There is no intersection, let alone communication, but there is a force, interacting with each other and pouring into each other's souls, whipping the two forward.

The number of students coming to the library is increasing.

A wave came, and another wave went. One more wave, another wave. But what has always remained the same is Lin Luo and Shen Bingqing. The two of them always sat in their respective corners, checking their respective information.

Soon it will be noon.

The library was deserted again for the time being.

At this point, the students all went to eat.

But Shen Bingqing and Lin Luo were still focused on their desks and had no intention of leaving.

The old man Cai Shumin looked at this scene, and she couldn't help but feel some feelings after many years of inactivity. She quietly bought two portions of bread and milk and placed them at the table for two.

When they were hungry, they nibbled on bread, and when they were thirsty, they drank milk.

As soon as lunch passed, the library was once again crowded.

"Classmate, can you pick up your manuscript paper?" someone said to Lin Luo.

Lin Luo put down the pen, hurriedly squatted on the ground, picked up the fallen manuscript paper one by one, and then stuffed it into his backpack indiscriminately. Then, quickly sit back at your desk and continue with the calculations.

If he encounters a difficult problem and the book in front of the desk does not have the answer he wants, he will quickly get up and go straight to the bookshelf.

He ran around the bookshelves and desks, oblivious to the problem.

The noon break passed quickly. Students come and go, and a large part of them have classes in the afternoon. The overcrowded library was finally empty again.

In the blink of an eye, it was night again.

Evenings are the peak of reading in the library.

It was more crowded than the two hours of the midday break.

Soon, there were not enough desks in the library.

Some late arrivals can only snuggle up to the bookshelves or stand in the corners.

Lin Luo got up again to take the book, and when he came back, he found that his place was occupied by someone else. He could only pile the books into a desk, then sit on the ground and continue to do the math.

People come and go, people sit down at desks, and others leave.

Lin Luo carried a backpack and shuttled between various desks, sitting wherever it was empty. He is not like Shen Bingqing, who can hold dozens of books and sit at the desk all the time.

He had a lot of information to look up, and a lot of it was obviously uncertain. He had to be in trouble before he could think of what information to look for.

Besides, Shen Bingqing didn't seem to be worried about others taking the seat.

She seems to be very famous among these classmates, and many people cast respectful looks at her. Moreover, her seat, from beginning to end, no one took advantage of her absence.

Not only was no one taking the seat she was sitting in, but even an empty seat near her had been unattended.

Empty.

The seat next to her was empty.

In stark contrast to the crowded library, it also forms a beautiful landscape.

Lin Luo shuttled between different vacant seats in this way.

His position is constantly changing.

Sometimes away from Shen Bingqing, sometimes close to Shen Bingqing.

Finally.

When Lin Luo got up from the ground again, he touched his aching buttocks and sat directly on the empty seat beside Shen Bingqing. With a focused expression, he even gave birth to a moment in his heart.

"Why is there no one sitting in such an obvious vacant seat?"

But this thought only flashed for a moment, and Lin Luo buried his head in the calculation. Even, he didn't even know who was sitting next to him.

"Huh?" Shen Bingqing didn't expect that someone would sit over because he was used to the exclusive vacant seat where no one dared to sit. It's been two years, and since her freshman year sat in this position, no one has sat in this vacant seat next to her.

She frowned slightly, and couldn't help but look up.

She is used to being undisturbed, and wants to use her cold eyes to blast back the boys who came to "harass" her again.

It's just that as soon as she looked up, she was stunned.

"It's him!" Shen Bingqing recognized Lin Luo.

Strange to say, when she saw Lin Luo shuttling in front of various desks looking for a seat, and sometimes sitting on the ground busy calculating, she really had the impulse to let Lin Luo sit over.

But in the end, because she had long been accustomed to the tranquility around her, she dispelled this idea.

It's just that at this moment, when Lin Luo sat over unintentionally, she was not annoyed.

Just looking up, he retracted his gaze again.

Actually, she didn't mind that someone was sitting next to her. It's just that from the moment she went to the library two years ago, none of them sat by her with the purpose of studying.

Therefore, she bombarded away the boys with ulterior motives with cold eyes again and again.

Until no one sat down again.

It's just that, today, this boy is different.