Chapter 102

Thinking of the lost expressions on Kong Xianbo and Zhai Ziqiang's faces when they left just now, Xu Qingzhou sometimes felt that this guy Xu Zhengyang was even more cruel than him; the truth was the sharpest knife.

Whether it was mathematics or physics, it relied too much on talent; some people studied for a lifetime, but they really couldn't catch up to someone else's flash of inspiration.

This was the first time Xu Qingzhou had come to the library since returning to Jingda.

There were a lot of people, and everyone walked with a sense of urgency. In an institution like Jingda, "roll kings" (overachievers) were everywhere. GPA, graduate school recommendations, studying abroad... every field could make people doubt their lives.

Xu Qingzhou took the elevator directly to the 3rd floor of the library.

At noon, Song Yao had sent him a photo saying she had gone to the library.

Jingda Library, 3rd-floor atrium.

Song Yao was as usual, beautiful yet cold and distant. She wore a white hoodie and khaki wide-leg pants, her hair tied in a high ponytail. Her fair, jade-like face was clear and refined. She was seriously staring at the materials in front of her, with two large books piled up and her notebook filled with notes.

Gu Zhizhong nodded, stroked his tea, and didn't speak.

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The tall boy said without looking up, a goddess is a goddess; if it were that easy to strike up a conversation, would she still be called a goddess?

"You old guy, you just want to come over for some tea." Gu Zhizhong laughed and scolded, but he still poured tea for Jiao Mingwu, roughly knowing who he was talking about.

It felt like returning to that summer three months ago.

Occasionally, her willow eyebrows would furrow slightly, and a trace of worry would appear on her cold face, making people feel a pang of heartache.

"That's for sure." Beside him, the tall boy had long been accustomed to it and lowered his head to read.

3rd-floor atrium.

Young man, you've narrowed your path.

Before he could speak, he was interrupted by the tall boy.

"Brother Zhi, someone went over again!" The boy patted his friend's arm.

"Zheng... huh?" The tall boy also looked up, looking into the distance, wanting to see which warrior it was this time.

Look, in the corner, a boy had already started to sigh, whispering to the person next to him, "She's even prettier than in the photos; she truly deserves to be No. 1 on our school beauty list."

Others had done this before. The first time, Song Yao directly packed her things and left, and that person could only sit there awkwardly.

"Brother Yang, he seems to be looking for a chair!"

"Hehe, you definitely wouldn't expect a freshman... Old Gu, where's the tea? Do you intend to let me sit here dry?"

The tables in the atrium were smaller than in other areas. Just one person's things already occupied everything; it belonged to the type of solo seating with only one chair.

This development trend isn't right?! And, they seemed to have just seen the goddess smile! Ten meters behind Xu Qingzhou.

She planned to learn the knowledge for the second semester of her freshman year this semester, and then consider the second degree.

Seeing Xu Qingzhou had already entered the state, Song Yao also took a deep breath, her attention focused back on the books on the table, "Probability Theory and Mathematical Statistics," Chapter 5 content: time series analysis, panel data analysis... Currently, the college teachers had only lectured up to Chapter 2.

At the same time, a guest appeared in Gu Zhizhong's office.

"Old Gu, our School of Mathematics has produced another genius!" As soon as Jiao Mingwu entered the door, he said impatiently.

Thinking this, she packed some of her things into her schoolbag, clearing some space for Xu Qingzhou.

"Who told you your tea is good... However, this time it's for real."

"Mm, heard that in the last two days, he's already preparing for the next stage. His project isn't easy either, launching simultaneously with Jin Ling University."

Gu Zhizhong nodded with a smile and asked, "You know about Old Zhao's project from the School of Physics, right?" Gu Zhizhong laughed, put down his teacup, and said, "Actually, you didn't state it accurately enough. I feel student Xu Qingzhou's level is already chasing the graduate stage."

Opposite, the boy lowered his head.

Jiao Mingwu nodded, paused, and was a bit surprised, "How does this matter get involved with the School of Physics?"

The boy nodded, looked into the distance, and said suspiciously, "But... Brother Zhi, why do I feel like School Beauty Song just smiled?"

Indeed, although 98% of people came to study seriously, there was still a small handful who wanted to see the Jingda school beauty.

"Don't, if someone beats you up, I can't stop them." The tall boy warned.

"Brother Zhi, how about I bring a chair and go sit at her table?"

Jiao Mingwu drank his tea and sighed, "A freshman, named Xu Qingzhou, his basic skills are quite solid. Don't look at him as just a freshman; he's already more powerful than many juniors and seniors."

Xu Qingzhou greeted Song Yao and then sank into his calculations, planning to represent f(p) in the form of a series or integral, and could also introduce the properties of the z-function.

"Don't talk, I need to slow down."

"Normal, I've seen it twice already."

Originally, people were sitting there perfectly fine, but he insisted on disturbing them; this kind of person was the most hateful.

Song Yao looked up and saw Xu Qingzhou had already sat down opposite her, starting to take out those stacks of manuscripts. A beautiful arc hooked at the corner of her mouth; Xu Qingzhou was sensible enough to know to come find her.

"Who?"

The second time, someone directly reported to the teacher that there was a hooligan in the library harassing girls.

The boy stared blankly at the incredible scene in the distance, "Brother Zhi..."

Many boys also noticed the situation here. This month, they had already seen three people come up like this to ask for contact information.

"Wait... you knew about Xu Qingzhou long ago?" Jiao Mingwu widened his eyes.

The cleaning lady shook her head. Since this girl came, the number of people in the atrium seemed to have increased quite a bit.

"Eh, Old Gu, why aren't you surprised at all?" Jiao Mingwu was puzzled.

Amidst many peeking gazes, the boy walked over and moved the empty chair opposite Song Yao.

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The tall boy shook his head and whispered to the junior beside him to pass on experience: "Look, this is a negative example. To chase a girl, you have to be a gentleman; doing this will only make the girl hate you."

"Absolutely impossible!" The tall boy denied, but he took a look himself and immediately fell into self-doubt. Strange, was School Beauty Song really happy?

This move instantly stunned the people nearby who were preparing to watch the fun.

In the distance, the boy stopped opposite the beautiful Song Yao, his gaze scanned around, and landed on the empty chair beside her.

"Xu Qingzhou is currently helping out in Old Zhao's project. Moreover, Old Zhao's project being able to progress so quickly is thanks to Xu Qingzhou helping them build a very complete data model."

Speaking to the end, Gu Zhizhong's tone was a bit proud.

"Are you, this old guy, trying to hide Xu Qingzhou and take him as a disciple in private?"

Jiao Mingwu realized, suddenly feeling the tea in his hand was tasteless. At their age, they had long lost interest in titles and the like, but they were exceptionally concerned about disciples.

(Moving finished, two updates today, will start making up for it tomorrow, but with the lessons from the previous two times, I won't make any guarantees. In short, it will be made up for slowly.)

(End of chapter)