Chapter 164: Ninety Thousand Miles

Picking up the pen and paper, Ye Xiaojun glanced at the question on the small notebook, and immediately waved his pen to solve the problem.

It's still so smooth to solve the problem, and it's written with a brush.

Further down is a bit cramped.

Because of her good memory, she has always deliberately not thought about the answers, forcing herself to only look at the questions, which is difficult to forget.

It is still rare to have such indecisive and hesitant behavior.

Now I deliberately recall the steps to solve the problem, and there is a partial fragment in the brain.

After turning two pages, I was not particularly impressed, and these questions seemed to remember a little, faintly appearing in front of me, but uncertain, vaguely elusive.

It's like severe myopia, and everything in front of you is veiled.

"Junjun, your face is so ugly, don't worry, wait for me to find out what's going on." Chu Sixuan's eyes were shining, and he looked like he wanted to become a little detective.

Her slogan is: Get things done! Trouble! Get things done! It's never a big deal to watch the excitement!

"Well, I'm okay." Ye Xiaojun shook his head, his expression was sad, and his face was indeed a little ugly.

It was difficult for her to accept the status quo for a while.

Because of her good memory, there are not enough questions to brush, which does not mean that she wants to have a bad memory!

Could it be really witchcraft?

Ye Xiaojun glanced at the hole in the table, and the puppet of the same name was still lying quietly in the schoolbag that Chu Sixuan gave her.

Witchcraft, she didn't want to believe in it.

Phew!

Is it imperative that all of her memory fails, or is it just that she has a memory of math alone?

His eyes rolled, and he thought back to the miscellaneous things, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

Close your eyes, silently recall the table of contents and texts in the language book, and open the textbook, it is no different.

She still remembers the language.

Well, I still remember English, at least people, things, and things, and I haven't forgotten them yet.

So, only the math forgot?

Ye Xiaojun looked at his soft mathematical manuscript and was a little dizzy.

Mathematics has been a big problem for a long time, and now there is no one gold finger left?

A certain woman bit her lower lip slightly and stared at the topic, these questions seemed to have been done, but the feeling of not finishing it made her super big.

The tip of the pen kept slipping, and formula after formula jumped out, as if doing this and that.

Memories are like windows covered with white fog, Ye Xiaojun can't wait to climb up and wipe them, the first time she encounters this kind of unclear memory, she loves and hates it.

Just now, I was still sighing that I didn't brush the question, but now I find that the answer to the question is vague, and I can't remember it at all.

Is this the rotation of feng shui, ten years from the east of the river to ten years from the west of the river?

Not only the first question, but also the following questions gave her such feelings, as if she had taken the wrong soft copy.

Ye Xiaojun squinted slightly, flicked his fingertips, and turned the soft manuscript to the last page.

A good memory is better than a bad pen.

She habitually writes the answers on the last page of the soft manuscript, and the direction is reversed, this method is still learned from the guessing book of her previous life.

If this were not her soft copy, there must be no secret answer.

"Sure enough—" Ye Xiaojun muttered in a low voice, lowering her little head.

Hope is completely dashed.

As expected, her handwriting.

The handwriting is hers' right.,As long as there's no verification, I'll be obsessed.,Always thinking.,Maybe it's not that she has a memory problem.,But the wrong book or something.。

She knew that it was just a fool's dream, and if it was someone else's soft copy, where would she still have a sense of familiarity.

Not a complete memory loss, already good.

Ye Xiaojun silently comforted herself.

I didn't care about the answers on the back page, and I did the questions carefully.

In the case of uncertainty, different solutions are adopted, and you will always know if you try before and after.

What others can do, she can do.