She's waiting for me there.

Su Ya Ge looked at Qing Ning and saw that her mouth was wide open in shock.

No!

How could such a cute little thing be so sinister?

But I like (?w?)

I’m a fan.

When a fan club for Qing Ning is established, I will definitely be the leader.

Zhang Tian was the first to react: "Yes, I can testify that President Sun just said that."

Sun Ren was almost going crazy with anxiety. He was not so ignorant as to think that he would die without knowing how to compare his math competition results with a top student.

Besides, Qingning is still a freshman now, and the study state of senior year in high school has not yet faded. I have been lazy for three years, so how can I have the ability to learn any math knowledge?

"No, I really..."

"Clap clap clap!"

Wen Boshu clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Great, that's great. If the literature club can participate in the math competition, then the school will definitely support it. And I'll be the referee for that bet. If Qing Ning loses, the math club will be disbanded immediately."

His gaze on Sun Ren suddenly turned cold: "If you lose, haha, the president will have to change someone else."

"Professor Wen, I didn't..."

"Okay, this matter is settled. Let's all go." Professor Wen waved his hand and ordered them to leave.

Sun Ren walked out of the door with a sad face. He was really digging his own grave.

A few minutes later, only the master and the disciple were left in the room.

Wen Boshu asked with a smile, "Xiao Qingning, what's wrong today? This is not like you. Why are you meddling in other people's business?"

"credit."

"Huh? What credits?"

Qing Ning asked doubtfully, "Don't you get credits for winning the competition?"

"Oh, you're talking about that. There is indeed such a rule, but this competition is very difficult. Are you confident that you can get a place?"

"It's hard to say for the national level, but the Northern Province should be able to get a ranking."

Wen Boshu's eyes lit up. Medicine was indeed the school's strong point, but in terms of mathematics, to be frank, it might not be as good as some ordinary science and engineering universities.

He has always been troubled by this matter, but he really has no talents in this area, and he doesn't know who to train even if he wants to.

Now, with Qing Ning as my good disciple, there is hope that we can break this record of being at the bottom.

"Okay, tell me if you need anything in the future. The competition is usually after the New Year, so there are still a few months to prepare. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Just get first place in the province, haha."

"I try my best."

The master and disciple chatted for a few more words, and then called Zhang Tian and others outside the door in.

Wen Boshu stood up, looked around, frowned, and said, "This place is really too shabby. There's an empty room next to my office. You can move there."

Su Ya Ge was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed: "Really, Professor Wen?"

"Well, you guys can move now. Here are the keys. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Wen Boshu turned and left the classroom.

Zhang Tian took the key, raised it above his head, put one foot on the chair, raised his head slightly, and shouted excitedly: "Hahahaha~~ I didn't expect that our math club would have a day of rising."

This guy has his second-year syndrome again.

Qin Xiaoxiao couldn't bear to look at it anymore: "Senior Sister Su, is the president really that excited?"

"Of course not, you don't know, this classroom is cool in the winter and warm in the summer, just like the dormitory."

Qing Ning asked in confusion, "How can it be the same as the dormitory? Isn't there air conditioning?"

Su Ya Ge's eyes widened: "Does your dormitory have air conditioning?"

"Your dorm doesn't have air conditioning?"

“No…no.”

The conversation stops here.

......

In the evening, the sun sets.

When Qing Ning came out of school, she saw a familiar figure.

Just like every day after school in my senior year of high school, he would be waiting for me there on time.

He trotted over and said, "Why did you come to pick me up? The flower shop is just across the street. How could I have lost it?"

As she spoke, she put her fair little hand into Chen Yun's hand.

"Yes, there are many human traffickers now, specializing in kidnapping adult girls like you and then taking them home as wives."

"Tsk, it seems like you are the one you are talking about."

The girl pouted, but her heart was still sweet. Who doesn't want the person they like to treat them like a treasure all day long?

Chen Yun looked at the heavy book in her hand and asked in confusion: "Why did you bring the book back? It's... mathematics?"

"Well, I signed up for a math club, and this is what happened...blah blah blah."

After listening to it, Chen Yun only commented: "My girl's burrito has become a spirit."

Then I saw a boy walking out of the school gate with difficulty, holding a pile of books. They were all about mathematics, and the top one seemed to be a geometry proof from junior high school.

Good guy!

There are even more curly ones.

Qing Ning whispered, "He is that Sun Ren."

Chen Yun glanced at him and then began to observe a moment of silence for him.

This guy really has some serious illness. He has forgotten all his math knowledge, yet he still pretends to be so powerful.

Now, not only do I suffer, but my brain, which already has limited capacity, also suffers.

For a college student like him, even if a zombie pried open his head, he would just shrug his shoulders.

Eh??? It’s empty.

When they reached the other side of the street, Qingxue had already locked the door.

"Come on, go home."

The girl stuffed the book into Chen Yun's hands, ran to her sister, and asked in a low voice, "Are there any weird bets today?"

"Of course not. I'm past the point where I'm stupid for three years after pregnancy. How can I be fooled by him every day?"

"Phew!~ That's good. I can finally have a good night's sleep."

Qingxue curled her lips: "It's terrible, your husband seems to have taken stimulants these days, thinking about how to harm us every day."

The girl was shocked. "What should I do? I'll make him some sleeping pills. I accidentally found the formula today."

"Eh? Professor Wen still teaches this?"

"No, I read it in a book."

Qingxue glanced at Chen Yun behind her and asked in confusion, "What kind of book teaches this? Can this thing be matched casually?"

"There's a chapter in the library called 'How to Deal with a Boar in Heat'."

Qingxue quickly reached out and covered her mouth.

Stop talking now!

Is this a book that serious college students should read?

It would be fine if you just read it, but why did you write down the recipe?

If Chen Yun heard this...

Haha, neither of us should think it through.