Zhu Jiaren waved her hand, she couldn't help herself for the time being, "We're not joining us, just joining a group."
Tang Ming brought in a group study group.
right.
Ren Wanxuan's group of four people were discussing where to eat together tonight.
The sound is not loud, but it is very obvious in the quiet lecture hall.
Zhu Jiaren looked at their group with some envy, and then whispered, "They went to Wanhelou for dinner. Hey, do you know Wanhelou? It's a membership."
Tang Ming nodded, and he lowered his voice, "No one else has been there except Class 8, right?"
Neither Ning Xiao nor Bai Xie spoke.
No response.
Zhu Jiaren looked at the two of them, a silent and gloomy academic master, and an 85-point academic poor student. The two of them looked very average in their family environment, and they probably had never heard of Wanhelou.
She understood, but she was inevitably even more depressed.
Bai Zi didn't pay attention to the others, she just took out her phone and clicked on WeChat.
Teacher Jiang:【It’s raining】
Bai Zi looked up and looked out the window, and sure enough, he saw light rain outside.
She looked at the rain outside and was stunned for a while.
Then he lowered his head slowly and sent a message to Jiang Fuli.
Bai Zi: [Can I show me the questions you gave me last night?]
**
Crfs Laboratory, Jiang Fuli looked at the data output on the computer.
The temperature in the laboratory was low. He was wearing a black windbreaker, with a pen between his cold white index finger and middle finger, pointing to the image on the projection, and slowly analyzed to the team members: "This is the lost energy data detected by the Liw detector before,
Red and yellow green are possible single gamma background events, and hardly any wiwp is found…”
The other team members listened to his analysis carefully.
Occasionally, they can answer a few questions roughly.
The team members suddenly became much more worry-free. Jiang Fuli nodded slightly. He sat in his seat and looked up to take off his glasses. "He Wen, I have also sent your paper to Academician Ma. Pay attention to your inbox."
He leaned against the back of the chair, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, his legs were lazily supported, and his cell phone was turned in his hand. His arrogance was different from the rest of the laboratory.
It looks very much like a snow lotus blooming alone on the top of a snow mountain. It is noble and cold, so don't be close to anyone who is strangers.
He Wen pressed the recorder and was very moved, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang!"
Their team members are different from those in other laboratories. They just need to do research with peace of mind and never worry about someone robbing their papers of signature rights.
They can all ban Jiang Fuli's papers with a name at the back.
Although their contribution to the paper may be just to help print it...
In addition, Jiang Fuli will also help them find various industry-wide big names to modify papers.
He Wen will always remember that he had a graduation defense last year, and Jiang Fuli took his cell phone and sat there to listen.
The old professor who had been embarrassed before did not dare to say the last word. The other professors even asked questions "What are you eating today?". He Wen, who thought he could not graduate successfully, not only graduated successfully, but was also introduced to Academician Ma.
Jiang Fuli in the laboratory.
He understood why everyone wanted to go to Jiang Fuli's laboratory with his head.
Jiang Fuli turned to the next experimental report, looked up and looked at a team member, and felt a chill: "I didn't say it clearly enough? Your experimental report, except for the first time, I couldn't tell what you were writing,
I can't see every glance."
"Which mental state did you write it?"
The team member shivered: "...yes...no...no."
The others collectively bowed their heads and took a step back.
To avoid harming fish in the pond.
Jiang Fuli stopped on the last page and said coldly: "The instructor has added my name. Are you going to slander me?"
The phone lit up.
A message pops up on the screen—
Classmate Bai: [Can I show me the questions you gave me last night?]
Jiang Fuli paused.
He turned his back, his fair and slender fingertips slowly knocked on his phone. After pondering for a while, he said to the team member: "Rewrite."
Jiang Fuli looked at the time and replied to the message while getting up and leaving the laboratory—
【Can】
The team members who thought they would experience a bloody storm, but were gently taken and taken to the ground instantly felt a fantasy.
He Wen held his glasses and spoke again, "What's wrong."
The rest of the people nodded.
Another minute later, the team members who felt reborn reached out to pinch He Wen's neck, "Ah, He Wen! Your image in me is completely gone! How could there be someone like you on the honor list of Beijing University!"
He Wen quickly said, "I have bought a recorder for everyone, and I'm sending it soon. Oh, don't call it..."
"He Da Caizi, your meow secretly recorded a single person to amazed everyone?!"
"... Then you guys, don't slap them in the face, my face...ao!"
“…”
**
Bai Feng always listened to the teacher. The teacher said that the mutual aid group, so she went to ask Jiang Fuli.
After obtaining Jiang Fuli's permission, she put her phone back into the hole in the table, copied three copies of the questions Jiang Fuli gave her and distributed them to the other three people in the group.
Ning Xiao in front looked at her and reached out to take it.
Tang Ming took it over and saw it, and was surprised. He had never seen such neat handwriting before when he grew up. He gave her a thumbs up, "Your handwriting is so neat."
Zhu Jiaren also took over the question, "Thank you, but what is this?"
"A question," Bai Zi looked out the window, not knowing what she was thinking. When she heard the sound, she reacted and put away the pen. "The overall strength is very strong. What others gave it to is very helpful to physics. You can have more things if you have nothing to do.
Do it, I will give you the answer tomorrow."
"Oh, okay, I will read it." Tang Ming stared at the topic, magnetic field question.
However, there was a lot of content involved, and he felt a little dizzy.
I didn't understand it after reading it for twenty minutes.
He put it in the book for the time being and put it aside.
Half an hour arrived soon, but many people did not leave in time tonight because of the mutual aid group.
Before, Ning Xiao threw the question given by the teacher aside and kept studying the question given to him by Bai Zi.
Bai Zi saw someone leaving, and also left the lecture hall with her backpack.
Ning Xiao was not packing up his things and was still studying the question Bai Feng gave him.
On the right, Ren Wanxuan packed up her things.
"My mother has set a seat," she stood up and spoke to the other people, "Let's go first."
It immediately won the cheers.
The other mutual aid groups can only look at them with envy.
Zhu Jiaren lay down on the spot and did not leave. She stared at Ren Wanxuan and the others until they left the back door.
"Oh." Zhu Jiaren sighed deeply.
Tang Ming lives in the school and is not in a hurry to go back. He took Bai Zi's avatar to his roommate in the dormitory group-
[I really swear, she really didn't post to Moments!]
【If I secretly photograph her, will I become a pervert?】
Seeing Tang Ming's worthless appearance, Zhu Jiaren curled her lips and couldn't help but pack up and prepare to return to the dormitory.
**
Bai Zi stood at the entrance of the stairs of the complex building.
The rain was quite heavy, covering the sky like a net washing the entire campus. The already dim school was covered by rain and fog, becoming more and more hazy.
There were almost no people on the road, and it seemed that she was the only one in the empty world.
There was only the sound of rain around. Bai Shi stared at the continuous rain and began to think again that she should have died in Xiangcheng long ago. Now it was just her dream of Xiangcheng?
Bai Zi stood at the stairs of the complex building.
A dull voice came through the rain curtain: "What are you staying?"
Bai Feng raised his head and saw Jiang Fuli standing across the stairs.
He was slender, wearing a coat that reached his knees, and his right hand was holding a black umbrella with his pale yet powerful body. He washed away the rain curtain, but he was calm and leaned forward gracefully, "Your mobile phone is silent."
Now?"
Jiang Fuli shook his cell phone, his slightly raised eyebrows and eyes less cold.
"Why are you here?" Bai Shi slowly came back to her senses, slowly touched her pocket, and then looked up: "It seems that she has forgotten the lecture hall when the phone is."
Jiang Fuli raised his eyebrows and handed the umbrella to Bai Zi, "Where is your cram school?"
Bai Zi took the umbrella and stood on the steps through the rain curtain. Her eyebrows were lazy, and her dark pupils reflected the light of the street lights outside: "The last step classroom on the right of the first floor, and the first position in the fourth row on the left."
Jiang Fuli entered the comprehensive building.
Because there are students here to study in the evening, the lights on the first floor of the comprehensive building are turned on.
He is tall and delicate facial features as noble and indifferent as ever. Ren Wanxuan and others saw him almost at a glance.
The most eye-catching thing about Jiang Fuli is not his outstanding facial features, but his nobleness radiates from his bones. Even if he just walks there, the coldness on his body makes it difficult to get close to.
He calmly walked through Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu and others, his fair face was completely sharp, and the corners of his clothes were almost covered with cold frost.
Yu Guang never gave it to them either.
Zhu Jiaren, who had just left the stairs classroom, also saw him, and her pace was slightly slow.
"Who is that?" Ren Wanxuan and the others looked at Jiang Fuli's back and discussed in a low voice.
Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu looked at each other and shook their heads, but they all guessed that they were not from Xiangcheng. With this kind of red-rooted aura, Xiangcheng really couldn't raise it.
As soon as they left the Ren family's business car stopped at the entrance of the complex building.
Because she was going to have dinner together, the driver of the Ren family picked her up. The driver looked at Bai Shi squatting in front of the stairs, looked at the rearview mirror and asked Ren Wanxuan: "The master said you can bring Miss Bai with you when you have dinner."
"Your grandfather..." Chen Zhuo looked back at Bai Su without interest.
He listened to Ren Wanxuan that Bai Zi's invitation was obtained by accident, and it was one in billions of luck.
Ren Wanxuan was frustrated for no reason when she heard the word "Baishou". She looked cold and said, "Don't worry about her, drive."
She asked the driver to drive the car away.
Chen Zhuo didn't mention her again.
In the comprehensive building, Jiang Fuli found the last lecture hall.
There were not many people left in the lecture hall, and when he entered, the lights were turned off most of the time.
Jiang Fuli found Bai Zi's place, and indeed saw the Huami phone she left behind in the table hole. There was a boy doing the exam on the front desk, and he raised his eyebrows.
It was obvious at a glance that it was the question he asked, and this boy hadn't done it yet.
This is even stupider than Jiang Xijue.
Jiang Fuli withdrew his gaze and commented lightly.
He got his cell phone and walked outside. When he passed by the trash can, Yu Guang seemed to see something. Jiang Fuli stopped and stopped next to the trash can.
There is very little garbage in the trash can.
When I lowered my head, I saw the inside being lumped into a ball of paper thrown in it.
Jiang Fuli turned his back to the light, he lowered his eyes, his whole face hidden in the shadow, and his already cold face expression became even more sharp.
He bent down and picked up the paper from the trash can. His fingers with distinct joints slowly stretched the paper out. He was very obedient and regular in Guange style, and his white handwriting was copied from the title he wrote to her last night.
At this time, he was thrown in the trash can without any attention.