The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Seeing that although her eyes were still closed, her eyelashes were shaking uncontrollably, the man's face suddenly turned gloomy, and his delicate features were covered with a layer of frost. He didn't know what emotions were churning in his heart, and said coldly: "It's so noisy." Jiang Jingchen frowned and turned to look at Ao Qijun. In Jiang Jingchen's eyes, Ao Qijun was so cold-hearted that he was almost like a god.
Seeing that although her eyes were still closed, her eyelashes were shaking uncontrollably, the man's face suddenly turned gloomy, and his delicate features were covered with a layer of frost.
He didn't know what emotions were churning in his heart, and said coldly: "It's so noisy."
Jiang Jingchen frowned and turned to look at Ao Qijun.
In Jiang Jingchen's eyes, Ao Qijun was so cold-hearted that he was almost like a god.
He is almost unaffected by any external influence. In Jiang Jingchen's view, a man is a machine.
From childhood to adulthood, probably the only thing that bothered Ao Qijun was Gu Weimian.
Every time Gu Weimian tried to make her presence felt in front of Ao Qijun, this cold-hearted man would become unhappy and furious.
Jiang Jingchen glanced at the back of the woman's chair. Although he couldn't exchange glances with Gu Weimian, he could guess the expression on Gu Weimian's face at the moment.
I guess it doesn’t look too good.
Gu Weimian glanced at Ao Qijun in the back seat, then coldly withdrew his gaze.
Ao Qijun couldn't stand anything she did, let alone her talking, even her breathing was wrong. He had long been used to it.
The two of them fell silent in tacit understanding.
No one else in the car dared to speak.
Ao Qijun has a very strong aura and is like a male god in Dechang Middle School, not to mention that he now has the status of the Huo family's prince.
The originally relaxed atmosphere became extremely depressing.
Some people want to take another look at the exercise book in their hands while on the road.
The difficulty level of Olympiad mathematics is very different from that of ordinary high school mathematics. In the eyes of most people who have not been exposed to Olympiad mathematics, although both are mathematics, high school mathematics and Olympiad mathematics are basically two different subjects.
Most of the knowledge tested in Mathematical Olympiad comes from advanced mathematics.
Gu Weimian himself likes this course very much and also enjoys the world constructed by pure mathematical theory.
Everything in the world can be explained by mathematics.
I wonder if there will ever be a day when feelings can be explained by mathematical formulas.
Thinking about the Mathematical Olympiad, Huo Yan's words popped up in her mind unconsciously: There will be plenty of time in the future.
At the normal rate of time, if she can live to the average human lifespan, she still has fifty-one years, and Huo Yan still has forty-seven years.
Forty-seven years, or 411,720 hours.
What can a man do to her in these 411,720 hours? ...
Cao!
What is going on in her mind?
Gu Weimian held his forehead with his hand, he must be carsick.
When she thought of the man's face that brought disaster to the country and the people, her face became hot again.
Go to sleep, don’t think about it anymore. It must be because she took cold medicine and her hormones are disrupted.
Compared to Gu Weiman's inability to concentrate, the other people in the car were reviewing more nervously.
Most people kept flipping through the questions in their hands, while others were scribbling on papers with frowns, looking very stressed.
Gu Siyu was the last one to get on the bus. Yu Zhishan immediately stood up and gave up her seat to Gu Siyu.
Gu Siyu looked around and kept seeing Ao Qijun, but when she saw Jiang Jingchen sitting next to the man, she frowned slightly.
She walked to Jiang Jingchen's side: "Um...can I change seats with you?"
Jiang Jingchen glanced at Gu Siyu indifferently, then retracted his gaze, with no intention of standing up.
Give it to her?
Why?
Did she think she was Gu Weiman?
Seeing this, Gu Siyu's face froze, and she looked at Ao Qijun pitifully, hoping that Ao Qijun could stand up for her.