after boyfriend rebirth

Yang Yimu laughed, "I still have to go to class. Not everyone is as free as Beiying. By the way, Wei Nanxi said that Beiying has restrictions on accepting plays, and you may not have many opportunities. Be mentally prepared."

"Put a girl in front of me, and you won't be afraid—" Xie Yanchu bent down and found a transparent umbrella from the big box. It was still raining all night in Beicheng, so I don't know how the brothers will survive tomorrow's military parade.

"Ha! What am I afraid of?" Yang Yimu snorted, seeing that Xie Yanchu was obviously depressed, so he lowered his voice just now, "I'm afraid of finding a man for you to put beside me."

Xie Yanchu looked away, with smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows.

After the military parade, there is no military training in this life.The most memorable, but the phalanx in the rain.Xie Yanchu and Yang Yimu went back to school that day and saw the team they were supposed to be in walking past in front of them, especially Xie Yanxun, who was on the outside of the team, seemed to be a demonstration to his elder brother. A pair of hooves stomped.

"..." Yang Yimu tugged on Xie Yanchu's sleeve, "Let's go, look a little longer, their tails are going to go up to the sky."

The bad friends knew that Xie Yanchu was going to make a movie and Yang Yimu was going to see the scenery, so they all asked Haidilao at the North Gate to kill Xie Yanchu, not to mention it for the time being.

Soon after the military parade is Zhou Zhi's birthday.Song Baicheng wanted to prepare a surprise for him at home, and he had been planning it for a long time in private. Except for Zhou Zhi, who didn't know, everyone else had already been nagging him so much that their ears were burning, and they wanted to avoid it.

Well.Who hasn't had a birthday.

So for others, it is difficult to understand Song Baicheng's enthusiasm of "do not work or die", but it is not easy to refute his face, so they patiently accompany him to prepare.

Among them, Xie Yanchu was busy going to the recording studio to audition; Fang Lang wandered to Beicheng University every day to find his goddess; only Xie Yanxun had time to accompany Song Baicheng every day in the streets and alleys to find suitable gifts.

As soon as school started, Yang Yimu went to class and read books ruthlessly. He didn't skip elective courses. When he didn't have classes, he went to the library. Instead, he made the gesture of "Brother is a top student, and the scholarship will soon come to the labor paper bowl".

Yang Yimu, Xie Yanxun, and Zhou Zhi both selected the Department of Business Administration, and were lucky not to be transferred, especially Yang Yimu and Zhou Zhi, both of whom had the same test scores—same cut-off scores, adjusted for the difference of one point in the opposite dormitory The boys who learned statistics screamed enviously.

Business administration is half liberal arts and half science, and advanced mathematics requires high math three, Xie Yanxun and Zhou Zhi are not afraid, it is Yang Yimu who is suffering, while training Xie Yanchu's agent with the mentality of an old mother, he also has to take care of tricky high math problems.

"The pinching theorem... I'm second." After crumpling a ball of paper for the nth time, Zhou Zhi finally threw a white rabbit toffee from the opposite shop, "Come on, bring it, and I'll tell you."

"To put it simply, function A>B, function B>C, the limit of function A is X, the limit of function C is also X, then the limit of function B must be X. You can think of them as a sandwich... ..." Zhou Zhi wrote out the formula for him on the paper, seeing that Yang Yimu was a little absent-minded, he tapped his head with the pen in his hand, "Understood?"

"I understand the formula, but I don't know how to use it." Yang Yimu flipped through a few questions and showed him, "How do I know it's easiest to use these two as A and B..."

Xie Yanxun happened to push the door open and came in. After hearing this, he leaned over to watch the excitement, "Oh, practice makes perfect, practice a little more, if you use the pinching theorem, won't you force it out?"

"..." Zhou Zhi turned his face away, his face twitching.

Yang Yimu didn't notice it, and his attention was still focused on the so-called classic question type that he found out by himself, and he retorted passionately, "It's simple, how can I insert C if I can't find AB?"

In the eyes of the scumbags, the world of a top student is always filled with the calmness of 'I know this question', 'I know this question again' and 'I know all the questions', which makes people speechless.

"The basics of mathematics are still not good enough. If this is my brother, give him a formula and he can solve all the problems for you. Do you believe it?"

Yang Yimu raised his eyebrows coldly, Zhou Zhi had no choice but to bow his head like a cow, "It's alright, stop being irritable, don't you think it's evil. After talking about it, do you still want to eat lunch?"

Xie Yanxun snorted coldly, "It's all according to your thinking. Your mind is full of paint, so don't go to class in the future. There are three ways to arrange and combine, and the binding jacks alternate with each other. In addition, logistics supply chain management also has a bullwhip effect. Don’t tell me you won’t watch A and V and eat bullwhip from now on.”

"He doesn't watch A and V now and doesn't eat bullwhip..." Yang Yimu muttered on behalf of Zhou Zhi, who was so embarrassed, "It's not easy for you to create GNP for the school because you know everything."

"There are always things you don't know." Xie Yanxun made a pun, rolled his eyes inconspicuously, and sat down on the seat next to him.His thin back rests on the table, and his long and slender legs rest on the ground, like two folded straws placed upside down.I'm too lazy to correct Yang Yimu who doesn't have much common sense in economics, and likes to pretend he doesn't understand.

——If you describe him as Xie Yanxun, you should use GDP. He has become an American citizen and cannot be regarded as a national of this country.But the main premise has gone wrong, and there is no way to describe a school with a country-specific term.

Therefore, Xie Yanxun looked at Yang Yimu's eyes full of sympathy for the working people at the bottom.

The college entrance examination score of Beicheng University can be [-] points higher than that of Beiying, and the academic and disciplinary management comparison with Beiying is also strictly a distance between the south of the city and the north of the city.Xie Yanchu finished recording, and when he had nothing to do, he and Fang Lang went to Beiying to take lessons.

There was a serious teacher at Yang Yimu's high math booth, probably in his early forties, who looked like a fat version of Jay Chou.No one remembers his original surname, everyone calls him Fat Zhou.It is said that the students brought out by this teacher have an average score of over [-] in mathematics in the postgraduate entrance examination, and it is considered lucky to be assigned to his class.

As Xie Yanxun described, Xie Yanchu really has a good foundation and is not afraid of too many formulas. Today, when it comes to the median value theorem, Yang Yimu has long been unable to keep up with Fat Zhou's rhythm, and complained to Xie Yanchu in a low voice, "It's a wolf day, even if you are hungry and thirsty. Pull a wolf... day."

If Yang Yimu is willing to open his sleepy eyes and look at the book, he will find out what the good Lagrange median theorem has been tampered with by him.

"Pfft, you should be mentally prepared, otherwise, you will suffer even more if you learn Cauchy's sock-washing theorem in the future."

"Yo, why do you know everything? Xie Yanxun sincerely doesn't lie to me." Yang Yimu rested his chin on one hand, his head was shaking from sleepiness.Last night, he planned to finish the five-page topic about the pinching theorem assigned by Fat Zhou by himself, but the result changed from "I can't help my fate" at the beginning to "Zhou Zhi!"Why do I often have tears in my eyes!Because I love your homework so much! '...

Zhou Zhifei gave him a notebook, "Don't write it down as an example!"

How could the honest student Yang Yimu copy the answer and go to sleep with peace of mind?After turning on the night light, he leaned back in the chair with his legs crossed, unpacked the package of pure milk, and read the questions with a straw in his mouth.

At two o'clock in the morning, I finally found out sadly that even I half understood the answer YY, and after closing the answer and reading the question, I lost my train of thought... Later, I went to bed with peace of mind. After all, drinking milk makes me sleepy.

So today, Xie Yanchu stretched out his hand to press his temple chakra and scrape his eye sockets, "I saw you yesterday and you were fine, why are the dark circles under your eyes worse than the waves today?"

"Today's Yang Yimu is still yesterday's Yang Yimu." Yang Yimu lay weakly on the table, "Just wait and see, either mathematics will kill me, or I will kill mathematics."

Fat Zhou was already upset at seeing this side, and pointed at Xie Yanchu's side tremblingly, like a small electric motor about to explode, "That classmate of yours stands up! Which major do you major in? You dare to twist around in my class, and you still don't know what to do?" Homework! You can come and solve this problem!"

Yang Yimu buried his head in his arms.It's not because of Xie Yanchu's worries, it's because he thinks Fat Zhou will be ashamed today.Xie Yanchu played bullying the teacher when he was in high school.The young man who just graduated was so angry that his blood turned into smoke, and he ran back to the office crying...

Xie Yanchu went to the podium, took the chalk, and wrote methodically step by step.Fortunately, he was not in the mood to show off today, and he didn't intend to draw inferences from one instance.After returning to his seat, Yang Yimu quietly gave him a thumbs up.

Sleepy heart, confused love.The sycamore trees outside the window are catching the tail of late summer, unwilling to be easily bleak.

Song Baicheng had just finished an audition for a graphic model, and was ridiculed that "the figure is like ribs, and there is no way to go except to go to Taobao to be a wild model of Xiaoshou style". After distributing the flyers according to the original plan, he quietly came to the steps of Beicheng University The back door of the classroom.

It was so uncomfortable in my heart that I wanted to see the back of that person for the first time.Although not generous, at least very hard.In the past, when he wanted to cry, there was his support there.After relying on it for a long time, I selfishly hope that that shoulder will never be provided to others.

In the large classroom that can accommodate a hundred people, he saw Zhou Zhi at a glance.It seems that Zhou Zhi and Xie Yanxun get along much better than before, at least they talked and laughed when discussing the topic.

Song Baicheng looked down at his shoes that were stained by muddy water splashed by a car when he came over.In his hand, he was found by the community security when distributing the leaflets. He was scratched because he grabbed it too hastily, and the blood was half dry.

It turns out that the seemingly warm paper can be so sharp, like a blade shining coldly on the lonely autumn streets.

He is so useless.He was disliked for his figure when auditioning as a plane model. He has no experience as an actor.

Even Zhou Zhi, the gentlest, the only Zhou Zhi in the whole world who is willing to spoil him, now has a new partner.

He belongs to Zhou Zhi, but Zhou Zhi may not belong to him.

Thin numb pain stretched from the palm to the chest.

Powerless to stay together, and hard to let go.