The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Gu Weiman looked at the robot drawing displayed on the computer screen, veins throbbing on his forehead and sweat covering his face. When Wu Yezhou came over, he saw Gu Weimian's face as pale as snow and her body shaky. He pursed his lips, walked quickly over, and supported her, "Weiwei?..." Gu Weimian's pupils shrank, and he slowly turned his head, "Mr.
Gu Weiman looked at the robot drawing displayed on the computer screen, veins throbbing on his forehead and sweat covering his face.
When Wu Yezhou came over, he saw Gu Weimian's face as pale as snow and her body shaky. He pursed his lips, walked quickly over, and supported her, "Weiwei?..."
Gu Weimian's pupils shrank, and he slowly turned his head, "Mr. Wu..."
"Look, you're being distant with me again, calling me uncle." He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Gu Weimian wake up. He pulled a chair from behind the table and sat next to Gu Weimian. "How are you?"
"It's okay." Gu Weimian shook his head.
It's not a physical relationship.
Her faith and her confidence were being rapidly destroyed.
"You still say you're fine." Wu Yezhou sighed helplessly, "Just ask anyone and let that person judge whether you're okay or not! I don't believe that person will say he's fine."
No one would say that Gu Weiman is fine now, unless that person is blind.
He felt more helpless when he saw Gu Weiman lowering his head and remaining silent, neither refuting nor admitting anything, but he couldn't do anything about Gu Weiman.
Wu Yezhou was also probably aware of Gu Weimian's temper. "Weiwei..." He lowered his voice, "I know you are worried about the final. It is of course great to win honor for the country, but you are sick, and when you are sick, you should rest. Winning or losing the game is not your responsibility alone. If Ah Li, Xiao Meng and others don't win the prize in the end, it is because they are not skilled enough. It really has nothing to do with you..."
This may also be God's will. God will not let China win. They can't force Gu Weimian to die for the sake of victory.
Even if she was forced to death, it was still useless.
"But I gave them hope and made them promises." Gu Weimian's voice was neither loud nor low, and his eyes were a little empty.
If she hadn't made the promise at the beginning, it certainly wouldn't have been her responsibility, but she had. She had given it, and she had to keep it and bring them to the top of the world.
Wu Yezhou looked at the face in front of him, which appeared calm but was actually extremely stubborn, and his heart was broken. "Well, you made a promise, but you are sick. You are sick, do you know that?"
When he said this, Wu Yezhou had already lost some patience.
He wanted to pick up the little girl in front of him and give her a good shake to let her know the seriousness of the matter.
But he couldn't do that.
Wu Yezhou stood up, turned around a few times anxiously, and his eyes suddenly fell on the computer screen on the desk.
He quickly walked to the computer, picked up the mouse, opened the folder, and tried to delete the file he had sent me before. "I was really blinded by greed. Why would I send you this?"
"This is a project we're working on together. I'm responsible for solving technical problems. That's my job. Of course you should send it to me."
Wu Yezhou stopped, his back facing Gu Weiman, put down the mouse, placed his hands on the table, and stared at the computer screen motionlessly.
After a long moment, he took a deep breath and spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, "Weiwei, no one is omnipotent. You should learn to be weak when you need to, instead of... instead of playing with your body and forcing yourself to do things that normal humans can't do."
He turned around, glanced at Gu Weiman, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Gu Weimian's eyes widened, and he sat there in a daze, "Pretending? I didn't, I didn't..."