The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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When everyone in the car heard the knock on the door, their hearts stopped beating at the same time, and they looked towards the car door with bated breath. Gu Weiman walked up slowly with his schoolbag on his back and nodded slightly to the three teachers sitting in the first row. But at the moment when Gu Weiman smiled at her, she suddenly understood in her heart that the stubbornness in this girl's heart could not be changed by just a few words from her.
When everyone in the car heard the knock on the door, their hearts stopped beating at the same time, and they looked towards the car door with bated breath.
The man everyone was talking about appeared in front of the car door.
She was wearing a school uniform, with her shirt untucked into her skirt. She was carrying a school bag with only the strap hanging from her shoulder. Her hair was not tied up, and her face looked a little pale.
The whole person looks very roughly groomed, but I have to say, maybe some people are just blessed by God.
If Gu Weimian hadn't used those low-quality cosmetics to ruin her face, she could have used her good looks to hold up any look.
Instead of looking sloppy, she looks more stylish and her aura is even stronger than she did at the airport a few days ago.
The moment he stood at the bus door, he attracted the attention of passers-by on the street.
It was the first time for many Americans to see such an exquisite oriental doll, and many people's Asian face blindness was cured at this moment.
The driver opened the door for her almost immediately.
Gu Weiman walked up slowly with his schoolbag on his back and nodded slightly to the three teachers sitting in the first row.
Wen Xuetao's face changed when she saw Gu Weimian. If it weren't for her years of self-control, she would have screamed out loud. Even though she immediately suppressed the urge to ask Gu Weimian to go back, her eyes were filled with worry for Gu Weimian.
But at the moment when Gu Weiman smiled at her, she suddenly understood in her heart that the stubbornness in this girl's heart could not be changed by just a few words from her.
The three students sitting in the second row behind the teacher stood up subconsciously the moment Gu Weimian nodded. After standing up, they realized with embarrassment that Gu Weimian had just been greeting the teacher.
The three of them looked at each other.
"Weimian, why don't you sit here?"
"I'll help you with your bag. Sit here, just sit here."
Before these three people could finish their words, Gu Weimian was surrounded by four or five people.
Cheng Yanbai, Ye Yumeng and other members of Group A had already run up. One of them took Gu Weiman's schoolbag, and the others led the way.
"I've saved a seat for you. Sit by the window. It's quieter."
"Have you had breakfast? I got two sandwiches and a carton of milk. Would you like to try some later?"
"Are you sleepy? Do you want to rest for a while?"
Several people tacitly agreed not to ask Gu Weiman why he insisted on participating in the competition.
Although they felt distressed, worried, and even guilty, they couldn't help but feel that Gu Weiman had to participate in this competition for their sake.
But after these few days, they also saw Gu Weiman's persistence, understood Gu Weiman's determination to participate in the competition, and her somewhat calm and rigorous love for scientific research.
It is really hard for them to mistake that kind of deep love and sincerity in that love.
They also gradually understood that Gu Weimian came to participate in the competition because he really liked it, and the reason why they came together and became friends was not only because Gu Weimian helped them many times in the competition, but also because they had the same hobbies and dreams.
Naturally, they could understand and support Gu Weiman's decision.
Tu Wenji raised his head and glanced at Gu Weiman who was surrounded by the crowd. His eyelids twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything. He lowered his head, which was rare for him, and was as quiet as a chicken.
At the front of the car, in another row of three seats next to the three teachers, the camera faithfully captured everything.
The two media people who originally looked down on this task also looked at each other.
Perhaps only by truly participating in the incident can one truly understand the pressures faced by those involved. The turbulent undercurrents and oppressive silence in the train car, the seriousness and sharpness displayed on those innocent faces, even made these two adults, who considered themselves knowledgeable, feel a little breathless.