Genius Fundamentals

Woke up again, the sky is already dark.

Lin Chaoxi opened the coat on his face, touched the phone, and was shocked by the unread news on WeChat.

She was shocked and thought she was sleeping on the library sofa for a day and a night, but fortunately not.

The group of the modeling contest seems to be discussing where to go for dinner tomorrow, while the time in the upper right corner of the mobile phone screen shows that there is still half an hour from the postgraduate tutorial.

She rolled over and sat up with her hands on her face, and her spirit was a little bit sloppy. What about her school bag?

After the game was over, she went to sleep on the floor, took a blanket but didn't take a bag, so...

She tentatively sent a WeChat to Pharaoh and Aguang. But when she washed her face in the toilet, she lit the screen with a wet hand and found that the two had not returned.

It is estimated that she slept soundly, and she was too embarrassed to call to wake them up. She returned to the main interface, looking for the ambiguity or solution, the chat record was pulled to the bottom, she found a message, because it was too early, was squeezed very behind.

Oh, your bag is here, wind up the building 105.

Lin Zhaoxi put down the phone, turned on the faucet, and rushed a few more water on his face, then look at the phone, sure enough, not an illusion.

Lin Daixi - Sorry! ! I just woke up, are you still 105?

--in.

It’s very fast, only one word.

Lin Daixi - then I will come now! ! !

She rushed out of the library and ran to the Fengshun Building. He has already taken his schoolbag and waited at the entrance of the 105 office.

"Trouble you to help me collect the schoolbag." Lin Chaoxi took a nap.

"It doesn't matter, I have a lot of people here."

The air was quiet for a little while, and Lin heard the conversation in the office.

It seems that some people are saying "big frame error", and some people say "untrustworthy". She even heard the name of Professor Feng from Yongchuan University.

But the conversation in the office was very low, and she didn't hear it very clearly.

Just then, the door suddenly opened. A professor explored half of the body and suddenly handed a few sheets of paper to her: "You go to make two copies."

Lin Chaoxi inadvertently smashed into the door, could not help but retreat a half step.

Professor Shi’s mentor once sat inside.

The teacher who asked her to copy the material was surnamed Zhou, and she remembered that the other was also a professor of mathematics. On the first day of class, Professor Zhou said: I am like you, all of them come to class, it can be said that it is very personal.

Lin Chaoxi took the bag and squatted down. He subconsciously asked, "Where, where is the copy?"

"The east side of the second floor, let me go with you." When he said this, he reached out and took the copy material back from her hand.

Before handing out the copy materials, Lin Zhaoxi saw the title appear to be "a description of some of the problems in the review of your manuscript."

Therefore, Lin Chaoxi understands why the blasphemy is doing so. It is necessary to take back the materials and accompany her. This is not something she can see.

Along the way, Lin Chaoxi just followed him and did not speak.

Going to the copy room, I pulled the lid very well and scanned the documents.

He had a half-volume cuff in his shirt, and he didn’t have a longer break, but he couldn’t see the slightest fatigue, or his exhaustion was well hidden.

The streetlights on the campus gradually light up, and the face of the sly is hidden in the dark. He presses the copy button and the rustling of the scanner works.

"It is not untrustworthy to accompany you, but this material should not be leaked." The boy slowly opened his mouth.

It was very quiet around, and Lin did not expect that it would be so open. Hurry and waved: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, don't show it to me, my mouth is not strict."

Nodded, the look is not like a fake: "I am still very sorry, in fact, this is not something I can see."

Lin recalled that he did not squint from beginning to end, and did not look at the material content.

"The professor was too careless that week. This kind of thing is just for us to see and entice us to make mistakes!" Lin continued to play round the field.

The copier spits out a piece of paper, and the boys stand in front of the machine, and the silhouette of the side face is cold.

Yan Zhi: "In fact, there are mainly two people in the academic circle, especially the mathematics circle. Most of them are fascinated by academics and are very informal about many issues..."

When he said that the copying machine was over, he bent down and put away the manuscript in the copy exit.

"Also...has there a part?" Lin asked.

He gently sorted out the manuscript in his hand, and his eyes fell on it, faintly said: "Like this."

——

It can't be said that it was a bad mood when it was smashed.

After all, in front of their office, Yu Zhi also reminded her not to oversleep, and have dinner tomorrow evening.

Mainly in the mouth of the "disciplinary circle" in the mouth of the mouth, Lin Linxi felt pressure, she also thought that in the world of cheese, she warned her words - "the academic circle is very complicated."

Indeed, not only for her, but for all students who have not set foot in this circle, the word “academic circle” represents a desirable atmosphere.

But now, it seems that it is not entirely true that the performance of the sum of the shackles is unresolved.

Because Pharaoh is obviously screaming and sleeping, the postgraduate class will temporarily change to a teacher for class.

Lin did not sleep for two days, and it was a little hard to listen to. After forcing herself to concentrate on recording all the content, she did not participate in the Q&A session after class and received the item and went home.

Lao Lin is waiting for her.

In the night, the sound of the dynamic and dynamic singing in the yard of the house, Lao Lin supported a lounge chair, half lying under the flower stand, and placed peanuts around.

More terrible than an old man watching the show is this old man watching the boys draft. Lao Lin peeled the peanuts while watching the Korean program on the iPad. In the small screen, several small boys sang and danced on the stage. Lao Lin smiled.

Lin Zhaoxi lit the chandelier on the flower stand and said, "Dad, this smile is too strange..."

She put down her bag and sat down next to Lao Lin.

Somehow, she was still anxious about her way. Perhaps the atmosphere in the courtyard of the home is comfortable. After sitting down next to Lao Lin, she suddenly calmed down.

"Who is like you every day, academics like me, young people like me, we must keep up with the times." Lao Lin replied.

"Dad, you don't have to hide it. It's better to ask me how the game is doing..."

"You asked me to ask me, what is the dignity of the father?"

"I think it's not bad. It's very likely that the province will be very big. The first prize in the country will depend on luck."

Lao Lin listened to her, squinted and chewed two peanuts: "That's pretty good, so what happens when you enter the door with a broken face? It hurts me so long."

The boys sang and danced on the stage, and the movements were **** and horrifying.

Lin yawned a yawn: "Dad, what do you think of the academic circle?"

In the night, echoing the songs of "scrapping the waves" and "scrapping the waves", Lao Lin stopped.

After a while, he pressed the pause on the ipad and asked, "What happened?"

"I can't say it clearly. I feel like I am suggesting that today, the academic circle is not as good as I thought, so what do you think?"

"If you must listen to my opinion, I can only tell you that it is not as good as you think, and not as bad as you think."

"How do you know how good I think?"

"Also, I don't know."

“Squeaking” sounded softly, and Laolin squeezed a peanut. “So what exactly do you want, academic, mathematics, academic circle, mathematics circle, or a handsome guy in the mathematics circle?”

Lin Zhaoxi still had some feelings.

Yes, her goal is not to be in the academic circle, let alone she is not qualified to be in the present, so this thing does not seem to worry about her.

But in the end, she couldn't help but squat at the old forest.

"What do I do? I don't talk about love. I don't talk about love. I talk about the academic circle and talk about your old father. What is this smell on your body? What kind of hairstyle is this, do I really have a daughter?"

Old Linbian criticized her and opened the collection of his station. He picked out his own house dance, and just opened one, pointing to the little girl singing and dancing inside and said to her: "You look at people, how cute~"

The words "How cute" also carry a rising vibrato.

In the video, the little girl wearing a small yellow dress has a pair of ponytails, her smile is bright, and her rotation is jumping. Lin Xixi also shows the smile of the idiot.

"This little skirt is so cute," she said subconsciously.

"Cute, you should wear it if you lose the fertilizer." Lao Lin suddenly said.

"Dad, chat and chat, you are a personal attack!"

Lin suddenly reacted, she wrote down the id, picked up her bag in anger, turned and left. 2k novel reading network