025 can't let her sneak back to study literature!
"Why are you moving so slowly today?" Ren Wanxuan had already packed up and was waiting for him on the side.
They had to rush to see Dr. Gao's teaching assistant.
In the past, everyone was very positive, but today Chen is moving much slower.
There were many people in the classroom, and Chen Zhi knew that he didn't want to announce that Bai Qi was related to the Ren family, so he didn't speak.
It wasn't until he got into the car that he asked, "What is the origin of that relative of yours?" β
"What can be the origin, Qingshui Street, my grandfather has checked them, and the household registration is in the Ji family," Ren Wanxuan knew that he was talking about Bai Qi, and she said indifferently: "What's wrong with her?" β
"It's strange...... Chen Zhi looked out the car window, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were puzzled, "Why did the head teacher lend her Jiangjing's big things......"
Ren Wanxuan was looking at the address sent to her by Dr. Gao's assistant professor.
Hearing this, she suddenly looked up: "Are you sure?" β
"Nine times out of ten." He shouldn't be mistaken.
**
Xiangcheng, CRFS Research Institute.
Jiang Fuli stared at the detector, holding the cardboard in one hand and the pen in the other, his whole eyebrows and eyes fell on the inconspicuous gloom of the laboratory, and his face was cold.
The team members standing behind him didn't dare to gasp loudly.
"The probability of producing deuterium is not large, increase the exploration of gamma rays," he hastily recorded a few strokes, tilted his head, handed the notepad to the assistant, and asked: "Do you know the principle?" β
He looked up and randomly clicked on a group member.
The team members held their heads high, and after He Wen's recorder arrived, they forgot to take it out and review it repeatedly: "When deuterium enters the detector species, it will be captured by atoms to form strange atoms and release gamma rays......"
Seeing that he could answer smoothly, the hearts of the other team members in their throats were instantly put back.
Jiang Fuli retracted his gaze, but it was much better.
Jiang Fuli walked outside, unbuttoned his radiation jacket, and his voice was low: "Send me the experiment report to my mailbox." β
The assistant followed him closely with a notepad.
"That's right," Jiang Fuli stopped on the dark blue button with his fingertips, and his slightly raised phoenix eyes were lowered, "Go get the invitation codes for the two Jiangjing University preparatory camps." β
"Okay." The assistant put the incident on the itinerary.
Jiang Fuli had nothing else to do, slowly put his coat in the lounge, and took his mobile phone and walked into the elevator.
He's been going back early lately.
Of course, this "early" is relative to the previous him.
The assistant stood outside the elevator, and when the elevator reached the surface, he didn't feel the pressure from the other party.
I remembered what Jiang had commanded again.
Go to Jiangjing University and ask for the invitation code for the preparatory camp.
Not to mention Jiang Fuli's status in the physics community of Jiangjing University, just the scientific research funds that the Jiang family gives to Jiangjing University every year, not to mention the two invitation codes, let them change the name of the reserve camp, and they don't say a word.
But what does he want an invitation code for?
Those who can enter his laboratory are all scholars who have been snatched up by Jiangjing University to send app places, and everyone has an account for the preparatory camp.
The assistant couldn't figure it out, but he didn't dare to speculate.
The big guy must have his own reasons for what he does.
**
Thursday.
Because of the monthly exam on the weekend, Zhang Shize didn't go out to wave between classes.
Instead, sit in the classroom and review.
"Ah, damn English," Zhang Shize looked at Abandon, thinking that this was his great enemy in life, "I have never hated Emperor Jiang Wen so much, really." β
Zhang Shize complained to his back table, "If he lets Bai Li, don't say Bai Li, as long as one of the two people, Bai Chongyu or Bai Xiangjun, lives for ten more years, maybe we don't have to learn this damn English!" β
"Let me be reborn in the Great Yong Dynasty, and I will create and kill Emperor Jiang Wen!" The back table agreed.
Zhang Shize nodded with satisfaction, and patted his tablemate on the shoulder: "Xueshen, what is your opinion?" β
Ning Xiao raised his eyes and glanced at him, but didn't reply, only called Bai Qi, and pointed out the unclear places on the note to Bai Qi.
Ning Xiao's face was cold, "Did you understand this last night?" β
Last night, Bai Qian went to dinner after listening to it, and he didn't dare to say that he didn't write it down.
Bai Qian turned his head, lazily resting on the back of his chair with one hand, and drawing on his notebook with a pen in the other, his fingertips were white: "Set the magnetic induction intensity in each direction, and the magnetic field distribution function is this formula...... You can judge the ...... of the leader"
She spoke slowly and logically, and explained very clearly.
Zhang Shize next to him clearly had never studied the competition questions, and he even felt that he understood for a moment.
Ning Xiao felt a little frightened and glanced at Bai Qi, and his gloomy face was rarely stunned: "Do you have an image memory?" β
How did she understand it after listening to it once?
And the method of explanation is obviously completely different from Jiang Fuli, but it is clearer.
Ning Xiao has always believed in himself, and now he is attached to Jiang and then Bai.
Even that kid made him doubt life from time to time.
Bai Qian turned the pen around her fingertips, and then held it instantly, thinking about the meaning of "image memory", she nodded, "It's possible." β
Ning Xiao took back his notebook, "I only established the memory of the palace, not quickly." β
Her comprehension skills are not as good as hers.
Zhang Shize, who was still carrying abandon next to him, went to search for the meaning of image memory and palace memory.
After the search, I was dumbfounded.
That's nice.
His Front Table: Image Memory.
He's at the same table: Palace Memory.
Him: Seven seconds of memory.
Zhang Shize put away his mobile phone expressionlessly, opened the word book angrily, and after reading a page, he looked at his fellow table and the front table with envy and hatred.
There are so many good memories in the world.
What happens if there is one more of him?!
After Bai Qi Ning Xiao finished discussing the topic, Lu Xiaohan turned around to talk to Bai Qi.
"Bai Qian, look," Lu Xiaohan secretly took out his mobile phone and showed her a picture, "This is the sword dance costume we picked out for you, do you think it's okay?" β
Bai Qian raised his head.
It was an antique trench coat, the top was a white gold-trimmed tunic, and the lower skirt was a red embroidered black and gold layered pattern.
"I think you must look good in it." Lu Xiaohan looked at her with wide eyes, Bai Qian wore a horse-faced skirt for the first time, and she felt very amazing.
It's just that the color is too plain.
So this time she deliberately chose the red color.
The most beautiful people are, of course, the brightest colors.
"White Leaf?" Seeing that Bai Qian didn't react, Lu Xiaohan couldn't help but call her.
"Well," Bai Qian looked at the picture and came back to her senses, her long, black eyelashes drooped slightly, covering her dark black pupils, and she held her chin with her hand, as if she was a little lazy: "Thank you, but I don't wear this kind of color now." β
"Huh? Okay then," Lu Xiaohan touched his nose, a little regretful, but didn't ask much: "What about this smoke cyan?" β
She flipped to a picture in the back.
Bai Qian pursed his eyes shallowly, and smiled lazily at Lu Xiaohan, "No, my clothes are all made for me by my grandfather, when the time comes, I will find a suitable one, you can give me a long sword." β
Every piece of clothing made by Ji Heng can be put on the stage.
Bai Qian sometimes thinks that it will be a waste to make clothes for her with such craftsmanship.
"Don't you need it?" Lu Xiaohan didn't give up, she still wanted to buy a good-looking skirt for Bai Qi: "We still have a lot of class fees." β
Seeing that Bai Qian really didn't need it, she could only put away this plan.
Go pick a long sword for Bai Qi.
Since they can't buy clothes, they buy the best swords.
**
Training.
Ning Xiao worked hard to brush up on the questions the whole time, and it was difficult for him to become interested in other things besides studying.
After watching the screen recording, Bai Qian took out his mobile phone, typed slowly, and asked Jiang Fuliββ
[After I finish reading the big thing, can I give the book to the teacher?] γ
On the other side of the phone, Jiang Fuli just took off his glasses and saw this sentence.
I don't know what others think, but Mr. Jiang really thinks someone is very cute, and he will come to ask him anything.
Teacher Jiang: [If it's given to you, it's yours, feel free to deal with it]
Bai Qian took back the phone after receiving the message, she raised her head and poked Ning Xiao's shoulder with a pen at random, "There is a book, do you want to read it?" β
"What book?" Ning Xiao turned his head and asked in a low voice.
Bai Qian pulled out the physics of Jiangjing University and showed him, "This." β
No one in the lecture hall noticed Bai Qi's side.
But Chen Shu, who has been paying attention to Bai Qi today, has confirmed this time that the book in Bai Qi's hand is physics at Jiangjing University.
He read that right yesterday.
Chen Zhi's side, Ren Wanxuan also noticed his gaze, and looked in the direction of Bai Qi, "I really gave her ......"
It was hard for her not to feel jealous.
Yesterday, I heard Chen say that he didn't believe it anymore, but I saw it with my own eyes today.
The head teacher of Class 8 sent out tonight's exercises, "Everyone do a good job, the principal is looking for me for a meeting, if you have any questions, find me on WeChat or ask me tomorrow." β
With that, he turned and went out.
"Teacher."
Ren Wanxuan took a deep breath, and she stood up in the eyes of everyone.
"Ren Wanxuan," the head teacher had just arrived at the door of the lecture hall, and when he heard the voice, he stopped, a little surprised, "Do you have any questions?" β
Ren Wanxuan was holding the bag, she looked at the head teacher, and said in front of everyone: "Teacher, I have always believed in you." But why, you should know how bad Bai Qi's reasoning is, and you won't know who she came in by, why is she biased everywhere? β
When this sentence was said, Bai Qian raised his head and squinted at Ren Wanxuan.
The head teacher of Class 8 listened to Ren Wanxuan's words, but was stunned, "Am I biased towards her?" β
"Yesterday I asked you to borrow Jiangjing's big things, and you said you couldn't borrow it," Chen Zhu didn't expect Ren Wanxuan to say it directly, he looked at Bai Qian with complicated eyes, and after hesitating for a moment, he still stood on Ren Wanxuan's side, "But today I clearly lent it to Bai Qian." β
If Ren Wanxuan's sentence just now is nothing.
Chen's sentence stirred up a thousand waves in the lecture hall.
There is no one here who has not heard of physics at Jiangjing University.
Everyone is selfish, why lend it to Bai Qi and not tell them?
Everyone's eyes turned to the direction of Bai Qiββ
Bai Qian still sat on the chair in his original posture, his dark and clear eyes were calm and calm, and his white and slender fingers were loosely pinching a book on Jiangjing University Physics.
In front of everyone's eyes, she lazily turned the book around, and a strand of black hair lazily rested on her eyebrows.
She didn't care about anyone's gaze at all.
The head teacher of Class 8 also reacted.
I finally knew why the people in the training class avoided Bai Qi.
"On whose basis did she enter the training class?" The head teacher of Class 8 returned to the podium.
He did not retreat from his gaze at the last Wanxuan.
Ren Wanxuan still had a sneer on the corner of her mouth, she didn't want the head teacher to be confused: "How did she get into the training class with a score of 85, you asked knowingly." β
In her eyes, Bai Qi is just one of the many living beings on Qingshui Street.
In addition to the Ren family, what else can Bai Qi have to do with it?
The rest of the training class had similar thoughts to Ren Wanxuan.
They all came in with their own strength, and suddenly there was a person who didn't know what it was, and it was normal for this group of arrogant top students to look down on Bai Qi.
"A relationship of trust should be established between students and teachers," the head teacher nodded, he looked at Ren Wanxuan, "Ren, Chen, then let's solve the first question first." β
Just as the phone in my hand rang.
It was the principal, "Lao Li, why haven't you arrived yet?" I have good news here......"
"That's right, principal," the head teacher's voice was calm, and he interrupted the principal: "I want to ask, who did Bai Qi rely on to enter the training class?" β
Ren Wanxuan looked at the head teacher quietly.
The ridicule on his lips is like saying to see what you can say.
"By what's the relationship?" In the silent classroom, the principal's voice came out clearly through the speaker, and he was very surprised, "Bai Qi was specially recruited because of a set of vortex collision data, didn't I tell you about this last time you asked?" Lao Li, are you old and have a bad memory. β
After the principal finished speaking, he said seriously: "Bai Qi's sensitivity to data is unprecedented, Lao Li, you have to watch her for me, many people are paying attention, don't let her sneak back to study literature!" β
The whole lecture hall can be heard with pins dropping.