Rebirth of an Idle Noblewoman

In the past few days, Gu Xiqiao has been in a delicate state of peace with the Gu family, and she is naturally satisfied with this state.

Gao Leng’s tablemate Xiao Yun has also become a little more popular, occasionally lowering her head to ask her a math problem or something, the girl at the back table will often bring her some ham or biscuits, even the surrounding classmates have changed. Much kinder.

Gu Xiqiao squinted.

The daily tasks released by the system are also much more normal, most of which are simple tasks. These tasks are small and usually only get a little points, but she is happy and relaxed.

She was also very hot in the class because of her outstanding performance. The class leader asked her to explain the topics that the classmates did not understand. The more they asked, the people found that she was really good-tempered and never talked about topics. No hurry, no matter how many times it is said, it is not irritable, and it does not have the arrogance of the good students in the rocket class.

As a result, people in the parallel class showed a straight rise in their favorability, and the prestige reached the level of the old class for a while.

Gu Xiqiao: "..." What can she care about with these children?

The old class is also leisurely now. As soon as the class bell rang, he leaned against the podium, opened the lesson plan, and began to review endlessly.

"Gu Xiqiao, what other opinions do you have?" After finishing writing a complicated analytic geometry, the old class knocked on the table to wake up the sleepy Gu Xiqiao.

Gu Xiqiao shook and stood up and looked at it, "That's right, teacher, we can directly use the quasi-linear equation for this question, make a straight line QR and directly cross it to R, and the first proof question will come out. Connect PF and the three points are collinear, and the AF equation will come out. The last question, the Lagrangian median theorem I mentioned last time, do you remember, just bring in two values."

As soon as Gu Xiqiao's voice fell, the old class just followed her words and solved the problem.

With Gu Xiqiao’s method, there is no need to seek hyperbolic equations, the solution is simple and clear, the idea is clear, it does not take up the space of the blackboard at all, and the amount of calculation is much smaller. This method will undoubtedly save a lot of space in the exam.

The old class waved his hand to let Gu Xiqiao sit down, then knocked down the table, and asked the students underneath to do the calculations by himself, "Everyone, take a notebook and write down the formula and theorem that Gu classmate usually said. It is very useful. Don't think it is You don’t need to know the formula used only in universities. You take advantage of this method in the college entrance examination. Just like the method I used for the first time, that is the standard answer, but everyone has also discovered that the steps are too long and the calculation is too large. It's also prone to errors. So in the last period of time, classmate Gu would copy a useful theorem every day, and everyone should remember it."

Gu Xiqiao sat on the bench and couldn't help but lift her forehead. When did she agree?

So in addition to busy reviewing every day, Gu Xiqiao had to organize the college entrance examination questions over the years in the virtual space, and then extract the commonly used formula theorems from the solution of the questions.

Apart from these, she has had a very comfortable life these days.

Wu Hongwen from the Rocket Class came to her and shook her eyes for a while, every morning with either a bottle of milk or a chocolate.

Gu Xiqiao didn't look squint, just as if he hadn't seen it, he put the food in the stomach of her table, and she respected the female classmate at the back table.

After all, Wu Hongwen is young. The young man is young and energetic. He is at the age of unwillingness to accept defeat. On Friday, he finally couldn't stand Gu Xiqiao's indifferent attitude. At this time, he did not care about the reminder of the old class. Gu Xiqiao was blocked at the entrance of the class.

The few people left in the class saw Wu Hongwen coming again, only smiled kindly, and then left the venue for the two protagonists.

"Gu Xiqiao, you see, I still keep the letter you gave me. I know I did something wrong before, so can you forgive me?" Wu Hongwen bowed his head and looked at Gu Xiqiao seriously.

He was nearly a head taller than Gu Xiqiao, and as soon as he lowered his head, he could see a section of white neck.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the girl’s face was set off like the sunset glow on the horizon, endlessly beautiful and elegant, gentle and exquisite, she raised her neck slightly, her jade neck was slender, her skin was more beautiful than snow, and her eyebrows were elegant. Wu Hongwen stared blankly at the scroll breath.

As he got closer, there was still a scent of fragrance between his nose, which made his earlobe redder, as if he could drip blood.

Gu Xiqiao didn't notice his strangeness, but raised his hand and pulled out the pink letter paper in his hand.

This is undoubtedly an explicit love letter.

The handwriting on the paper is beautiful, but a closer look reveals that the handwriting is obscure at the turning point. It is not like a love letter written by a girl sincerely, but like a copy in a hurry.

Gu Xiqiao glanced away and knew that it was not from her hand.

This character is imitated according to her previous handwriting, which is somewhat similar, but through the exercise of the virtual space, her handwriting has completely changed.

She has been copying Yan Ti and Lan Ting's preface for this period of time, and she already has her own pen tip. Wang Xizhi's pen is strong, his calligraphy skills are perfect, and the strength of the pen is three-pointers; Yan Zhenqing's font is square and dense, strokes are light and vertical, heavy, strong, round and powerful. Solemn and vigorous.

Practicing calligraphy is not a day's work, but Gu Xiqiao has achieved a little after some time.

Her handwriting is rich and full, the structure is broad and correct, peaceful and natural, and her gestures are euphemistic and implicit, combining the characteristics of the two.

Yesterday, the Chinese teacher praised her handwriting fiercely, threatening that Gu Xiqiao could get an excellent score even if she strayed from the subject of her composition.

Now, this handwriting has helped Gu Xiqiao a lot.

"I'm very troubled by you. Our old class will talk to me, and maybe even get criticized when I go home. You don't have to take that love letter seriously, after all, I didn't write it." Gu Xiqiao opened the one she just finished. The test paper, compared with the love letter in her hand, "This is the test paper I just finished writing. You can look at my handwriting. It is completely different from the love letter, so such frustrating words will never come from my hands."

The handwriting on the paper is very vigorous. Even people who have not studied calligraphy can see the extraordinary features of these characters. Most people will never forget them when they have seen it. But the love letter is beautiful in handwriting and the writing is obscure. The slightest feeling on the paper is graceful.

Wu Hongwen knew that Gu Xiqiao was right.

When Gu Xiqiao saw Wu Hongwen bow his head and said nothing, he simply stuffed the milk into his arms, "It was purely accidental that I saved you that day. Don't say that it was you, then I will save you even as a beggar, so don't think so. You are very special. I just ate just enough. This bottle of milk will be returned to you. Now, I forgive you for your mistakes, so we will return to the road and bridge to the bridge in the future. If we don't say anything, we will see you again.

Wu Hongwen lowered his head, his long curly eyelashes trembling slightly.

This girl, who had only known for a while, made his heartache so much that he couldn't breathe.

No comment? How could it be okay, it's just that he opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, even his feet were stuck to the floor, and he could not move away until the figure disappeared before his eyes.