Chapter 136: An old actor

Song Yao's mood was complicated. Not dating before university graduation had always been her motto, but...

Xu Qingzhou walked with his hands in his pockets and glanced at the girl beside him. Half of her face was exposed, her brows were tightly knitted, and she had an expression of being resigned to fate one moment, depressed and uncomfortable the next, and then a "break the jar" expression.

He couldn't help but smile. It's a tangled mess.

Song Yao seemed to notice the person beside her was watching her joke and glared at him with a pair of bright eyes: "What are you laughing at?"

Xu Qingzhou curled his lips: "I thought of something happy."

Song Yao felt this guy must be thinking about last night, but she was helpless. Last night, Xu Qingzhou was the one being molested, and she was the "bad person."

She simply didn't speak, letting this topic pass.

After buying breakfast, the two carried the things back.

After a long silence, Song Yao thought of the important matter and asked: "Did Guo Ziyang confess to Jiahui? When I got up this morning, I found Jiahui sitting there in a daze."

Still opening the door at the same time.

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Seeing Guo Ziyang didn't want to talk, his roommate sighed and said: "Let's go out and play at night; I've invited the girls from our class to get together."

Xu Zhengyang: "I've worked hard for so many days before, can't I enjoy myself now?"

For the next two days, Xu Qingzhou basically soaked in the library, mainly reading books on physical chemistry. When he went to listen to lectures a while ago, he noticed the electrolyte solution of the battery, which was indeed a vent for the next few years.

Then they separated at the school gate.

"Yes, we talked about it in the room last night," Xu Qingzhou nodded.

The atmosphere at breakfast was exceptionally frozen, especially Guo Ziyang, who didn't dare to look at Ding Jiahui at all.

"Aren't you going to review?" Xu Qingzhou asked. A while ago, Xu Zhengyang ran to the library every day.

Separating from Xu Qingzhou at the subway station, Guo Ziyang and Ding Jiahui stepped onto the subway back to school, without a word along the way.

Xu Zhengyang said: "Returned in the morning, and now I'm in the library."

The two's gazes met in the air, then quickly moved away, smiled awkwardly, and said "morning" to each other.

"Old Guo, you only went out for one night, and your soul is gone?" his roommate was surprised.

In the subsequent professional course exams, Xu Qingzhou finally found confidence. Of course, this was for Xu Qingzhou; for others, it was a real blow to the head.

"Don't listen to them, your operation is fine. Look, the two of us held back five people on the opposite side..."

Once the New Year's holiday ended, what followed was complex professional course exams, and everyone had to go back to review.

He had read relevant theses before, but it was just an interest and he hadn't started researching.

As soon as the old professor finished speaking, Xu Qingzhou saw many people lower their heads guiltily.

Xu Zhengyang was playing games, manipulating Garen to rush toward the four people on the opposite side, shouting in his mouth, "Senior sister, you step back, I'll come!"

"I'm heartbroken."

"It's very hopeful that both have a good impression of each other." Xu Qingzhou was very optimistic about these two.

Under Xu Zhengyang's command, on the screen, Ashe flashed to the face of the wine barrel on the opposite side, instantly melting. Garen stabbed out a big health care, and the crane went to the west.

Ding Jiahui waved her hand.

Mathematics became strange, and he became smaller and smaller like an atom. Many people probably suddenly discovered that advanced mathematics was completely different from the elementary mathematics or math competitions they had mastered.

"Don't want to go, I'm preparing to read at night," Guo Ziyang refused. His roommate smiled lightly, "There are three days of holiday, go out and play today to relieve the depression, and review seriously tomorrow."

"Hmm, what about these two guys? Still playing outside?" Xu Qingzhou glanced at the seats of Kong Xianbo and Zhai Ziqiang. As a friend, he of course hoped Guo Ziyang and Ding Jiahui could make it. The two were complementary in personality, one quiet and one active. Even from his decades of experience, Ding Jiahui couldn't find any faults.

Guo Ziyang shook his head, not wanting to tell his roommate about himself and Ding Jiahui, making it like gossip.

An old actor. Xu Qingzhou expressed disdain.

"Yes, drinking is the best way to relieve love wounds," another roommate also said with a smile.

Or, wait until becoming a scientific research big shot, and the system will come again?

Xu Qingzhou watched with his tongue clicked; this speed was simply flying fast. Moreover, this period was even during the Christmas holiday in the United States and Europe. When did this group of people become so rolled? Could it be that he really had a cheat? This speed was so fast that Xu Qingzhou himself was a bit suspicious, so he shouted the system's name twice in his heart, but there was still no response, and he finally gave up.

The 14th-grade students of the School of Mathematics welcomed the first professional course exam: Mathematical Analysis 1.

2015, January 4th.

Guo Ziyang also wanted to get drunk, then nodded, "Alright then."

"Goodbye."

"Good." Guo Ziyang felt a sting in his heart.

"Guo Ziyang."

Jingda, Xu Qingzhou returned to Dorm 101.

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Xu Zhengyang continued playing games, and Xu Qingzhou also opened the computer, finding an extra email in his inbox from *Mathematical Invention*, showing that the editorial department had accepted the submission and was currently looking for reviewers.

When Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao returned, Ding Jiahui and Guo Ziyang were both staying in their rooms. It seemed they heard Xu Qingzhou and the other return, and only then did they open the door and come out.

"Jiahui is probably still struggling," Song Yao whispered, suddenly thinking that if Xu Qingzhou confessed to her during graduation, hmm, she would definitely be the same as Jiahui.

Guo Ziyang squeezed a bitter smile on his face and returned to the dorm in a daze.

Guo Ziyang had only walked two steps when Ding Jiahui's voice sounded behind him. He took a deep breath, suppressed his nervousness, turned around, and looked at her.

"What the hell? Come, tell us."

Returning home together.

In the large classroom, the old professor adjusted his glasses and said slowly: "Please turn off your mobile phones or set them to silent, and put your school bags together on the table in the upper left corner. I emphasize the exam discipline again: once there is any cheating behavior, it will never be tolerated—zero points, a major demerit, and a school-wide notification of criticism. This is everyone's first big exam at Jingda; I hope you can take it seriously."

Xu Zhengyang finally noticed Xu Qingzhou beside him, "Huh? Old Xu is back."

"Goodbye."

Ding Jiahui spoke first: "I thought about it all night... let's just be friends."

The four finished breakfast, packed their things, and didn't plan to stay long.

If he were this guy's teammate, he would definitely have found his way over along the network cable.

Seeing this, the old professor nodded with satisfaction, signaling the graduate student he brought to hand out the exam papers.

This exam paper was said to have been set by Professor Gu himself. As for the difficulty, it depends on the person.

For example, Xu Zhengyang in the seat next to him scanned the exam paper, and instantly showed the expression of a subway old man, his brows furrowed.

Xu Qingzhou didn't start writing, looking at the Mathematical Analysis 1 exam paper, sighing repeatedly. If only the *Outline of Modern History* and such were this simple.

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