Chapter Thirty-Seven: Grumpy Joy
In the classroom, the sounds of girls and teenagers fighting seemed to have been frozen.
Gu Jingshi's thoughts returned, looking at the exercises on the paper, and he drew all the forces very smoothly.
Then, the combined force, the substitution formula, is done in one go.
Everything seems to have become instinct.
In the past two years, he has changed a lot, the most notable of which is his results.
Once a mess of physics, mathematics .... There is also bullshit English, and I don't even think it's useful to learn it..... Now the results are at the top, leaving the second place far behind.
He has come to this point today for her.
I remember that before that incident, the two were in the amusement park and said that they would go to Yunda together.
Go to Yunjing.
But later, he searched for her for a year, searched everywhere, and couldn't find her anywhere.
So I went back to school, studied hard, and raised my grades.
He wanted to be admitted to Yunda and go to her.
He thought that even if the two were separated, she would definitely remember the agreement.
He remembered that the bright girl raised her chin and pointed to the country.
She said that she wants to go to Yunda to study architecture and become a world-class architectural design master.
He thought that as long as he became excellent, as long as he was also admitted to Yunda, he would always meet her and find her.
And now, she reappeared in front of him.....
It seems to have changed a lot, and it is a lot different from people with memory.
What's going on?
Why did she push him away?
Gu Jingshi looked at the handwriting on the scroll, and in his life, his shadow had been carved unconsciously.
I used to live by memories, but now... How can I put it down?
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During the big recess, most of the people went down to do morning exercises, and Yu Huan, reviewing the previous knowledge below, looked at the math textbook of the second year of high school.
When I think of what happened between classes, I don't feel a little irritable.
Song Xinghe is still idle and has nothing to do to poke her,
"Master Huan, why did you start reading? Or a sophomore in high school? ”
"You want to study?"
"Why don't you sleep?"
"Do you want to play a game, five are missing one!"
"Is it black?"
"Sister Huan? Brother Huan? Huan Ye? ”
Song Xinghe kept chattering, testing on the verge of death again and again.
"Master Huan, how can there be a game in the math textbook, the new season of autumn, take you to the score!"
Chen Ke, who had just come up from downstairs after morning exercises, had just walked into the classroom door, and when he saw this scene of clothes, he approached a little and saw the textbook on Yu Huan's desktop, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
She was reading books, the math books of her sophomore year of high school, she didn't seem to have read much, she only read a dozen pages, but the exercises on the side were densely written.
She holds a pen in her left hand, and her writing is not good-looking, but she is very serious with her strokes.
On the table in front of her, Song Xinghe was still poking her with a pen.
Chen Ke was slightly silent, this dog thing, die again!
Sure enough, the next moment, the little girl who was seriously doing the question paused the tip of her pen and put the pen down.
"Master Huan, you finally took care of me!"
Song Xinghe's eyes lit up,
"Open the black ....."?
Before he could finish his next sentence, he saw the girl in front of him raise her head, snatch his pen, and pinch it off with one hand.
Looking at the girl's full of anger, Song Xinghe swallowed slightly, looking at the two sections of plastic that were thrown on the table, trembling.
Huan Ye, I'm irritable again........
Chen Ke is having fun, this little girl is so interesting!