I Am the Sister of the School Grass

On Lu Lin's side, it's rare to see him on the phone while eating.

Fang Zheng finally took a chance and called him in.

The question is about Yuanmo.

"Brother Zheng, I really only know so much about Teacher Yuan Mo."

This sentence is really the one he repeats the most recently.

But Fang Zheng didn't believe him, "You are the one who hid the engagement from me for three months."

Lu Lin, who has zero credibility, is speechless, and he doesn't want to, after all, he is also a good friend of Yunyan.

He didn't want to lose Yunyan.

But he is about to lose Fang Zheng.

After hanging up the phone, Qian Xingwei and Lu Lin sighed at the same time: "Life is so difficult."

They're just here for a math contest, isn't it easy?

After the family went out, Fang's father went to the company, and his mother took Yunyan out to buy clothes.

Mothers like to dress up their daughters beautifully.

Especially when my daughter is a child.

But the Fang family's situation is special, Yunyan didn't have these opportunities when he was a child, and now he dresses up the same.

Mother Fang asked her, "Do you want to change your hairstyle? Nannan's bangs are a bit long, let's get a haircut first."

Yunyan has no right to refuse.

She didn't even have time to say that she used to cut bangs by herself, when she heard that Fang's mother asked the driver to drive to the barber shop first.

After finishing, Yunyan was hungry.

She looked like herself in the mirror and wanted to say something—

“Has the hairstyle changed?”

Even, did the length of the bangs change?

Is this the legendary 3,000-dollar haircut for a girl, the same as the haircut before?

The barber said to Fang's mother behind, "Mrs. Fang, you don't need to cut the bangs short, because her forehead is very beautiful, and she can be fully exposed."

Mother Fang likes to hear people praise her daughter, she smiled, "I think so too."

"So, I just adjusted Miss Fang at the end of the hair. After the bangs are long and tied into a ponytail, the effect will be very good."

In Yunyan it sounds like a fantasy.

Mother Fang nodded frequently, "You're right."

Yunyan: "…"

Yunyan turned her head in disbelief, only to find that the ends of her hair were cut short.

Yunyan used to weave rope.

It's a bit aesthetic for curves, angles, and scattered layers.

She pulled her hair up with her hands, and sure enough, the layering of the drooping ponytail was more distinct.

Yunyan thinks, it is very beautiful.

But this still doesn't change the situation that hasn't changed much from before the shortening.

Unexpectedly, I went to the class when school started on Monday.

Tong Qiu was full of praise for her ponytail.

Yunyan asked in a trance: "Can you really see the difference?"

"It's not very obvious, the length seems to have changed a little." Tong Qiu said seriously.

Yunyan: "..." How many centimeters can you see the change in length?

Fang Zheng and Cheng Li at the back table of the two of them were also confused.

Yunyan even heard Cheng Li whisper, "Brother Zheng, has there been any change in Yunyan's hair?"

Fang Zheng's tone was also full of uncertainty, "No, it's the same as before."

"I think so too." Cheng Li said.

Tong Qiu was daring and turned around to comment.

"Straight male aesthetic."

Yunyan felt that this sentence included herself.

Sure enough, she is still a long way from being a real soft girl.

During lunch, Yunyan whispered to Fang Zheng about this.

Fang Zheng couldn't hold back, the corners of his lips twitched, and he said, "Who said you were a soft girl? With a stubborn temper, you can still be a soft girl?"

He still remembers the first time he was soft and hard, coercive and enticing, and Yun Yan refused to call him brother.

Yunyan: "..." I'm angry.

It's not that good to coax.

On March 2nd, the Journal of Syboliclogic published an article about a Chinese student who completed the derivation process independently.

In two days, it caused a sensation in China.

Of course, mainly in mathematics.

As a professor in the Department of Mathematics of Tsinghua University, Ge Song is extremely sensitive in terms of knowledge.

Not only him, many teachers in top universities will always pay attention to the journals in their research fields.

If there is any new scientific trend, they will get the first-hand information.

"Sitafan conjecture? Did someone really make it?"

"How come people still study it these days, it's close to philosophy, and it's not helpful to applied mathematics."

"I don't agree with what you said. No matter how unpopular each subject is, it has its advantages. You say that, I will study one for myself?"

"Lao Ge, what are you doing against me? If I have time, I will study it too."

"I'm not targeting you, I'm just talking about your attitude. The logic that no one has deduced for 20 years, how come it's not worth mentioning in your mouth?"

Again, even if it doesn't help.

This kind of rigorous attitude towards science is also stronger than those who have high self-esteem and don't take anything seriously.

Tsinghua University Department of Mathematics teachers spent two days discussing the rigor of this derivation process.

After the real discussion, no one said 'this is all philosophical, what is the use of applied mathematics'.

Because—

"This logic is really admirable."

"With this logical thinking, I will definitely save a lot of effort on the road of research in the future."

"Come, come and see who the first work is, and it is estimated that it is a retired old professor, otherwise there is no time to push to verify so much."

Teacher Ge Song said, "It seems like a student."

At that time, he received an email from Yuan Mo, and he just read the main title of the research and forwarded it to Qian Xian.

Although I didn't look closely, I still have a little impression.

The author seems to be a student and a young one.

When he said this, everyone's speed of viewing a work instantly accelerated a lot.

"Students!?"

"Which university? Let's apply to recruit students and concentrate on research?"

"This is really promising! A student can deduce such a rigorous logic."

After checking, the entire research room suddenly became quiet.

Professor Ge Song is still watching the derivation process, even if he is a layman on the mathematical logic side.

But you can also understand the clear calculation steps inside.

It's so clear.

Ge Song wondered, "Why don't you all talk?"

“…said?”

“…words?”

Professor Ge Song: "...?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more stagnant, a young teacher spoke quickly.

"This is actually derived by high school students! Ah, that's it."

Now it's Professor Ge Song's turn to check the situation of this high school student.

After a long pause, he read the line of the author's introduction.

"Fang Yunyan, from the second grade of Haisheng No. 1 Middle School and High School."

Just thirteen words.

Everyone watched it for more than 13 minutes.

After half an hour, the style of the office changed suddenly.

"Call the admissions office of our school, yes, hurry up."

"Guide, must submit, bonus and scholarship must be available."

"This is only the second year of high school! You can study this in the second year of high school, why can't you make great achievements in the future?"

"It is necessary, with the training of our school, I will definitely be a mathematician in ten or twenty years!"

After speaking, everyone looked at the caller.

"Has the admissions office answered the phone? Don't be stunned, please contact Haisheng No. 1 Middle School."

The math teachers on the phone over there couldn't pronounce.

The admissions teacher repeated, "Fang Yunyan?"

The name feels strangely familiar.

O's Yu Wei has not yet passed, as the only student who has not signed a contract with Qingbei.

The teacher of the admissions office really remembered the three words 'Fang Yunyan' clearly.

"That's right." The teacher in the mathematics department said, "That's the name."

Someone next to me asked, "Is your pronunciation correct? There is only pinyin on it. Are these three words?"

"I feel like I believe in a woman's sixth sense."

Facts have proved that generally speaking, you can't believe it.

The teacher at the admissions office was stunned by her 'right, right', and then went to call Haisheng No. 1 Middle School.

The director of the teaching office was also confused.

He said: "Hello, we will find this student as soon as possible, definitely, very quickly, and then tell her about the escort."

"Okay, Tsinghua welcomes her, waiting for her good news."

The dean responded quickly.

Before he could screen the list, another call came.

Peking University.

"Fang Yunyan? Okay, I see."

After a while, the University of Science and Technology of China.

"Fang Yun?"

"Yes yes yes."

Slowly, the dean felt like he understood something.