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Shu Cheng smiled and chose a V blog reply with a solution.

[Shu Cheng V[forward V blog]: Draw it out (it goes without saying that the whole world knows about my wit and handsomeness) [Arrogance][Arrogance]]

"Draw it?" A certain scholar looked at Shu Cheng's V blog and frowned slightly, "What's the point of drawing this equation?!"

"It doesn't matter so much, let's talk about it after drawing it!" Xueba was operating on the computer for a while.

A few minutes later.

The moment a certain academic master saw the equation of r=a(1-sinθ) presented on the computer screen in the form of an image, he was stunned.

"I'll go! Can mathematics be played like this?!"

A certain Xueba immediately posted the picture of the equation of r=a(1-sinθ) on the Internet.

Many people also posted images of the equations, and many netizens were shocked when they saw the images!

That formula is actually a peach heart? !

[Awesome, amazing! 】

【This is amazing! 】

[Shu Cheng male god, if you don’t support the baby wall, you will be convinced. This formula is so powerful that it opens the door to a new world for us science students! @朱成V]

[Mathematics can be so romantic? ! I accept this formula, I have to accept this peach heart! 】

[Calling wildly for my Dashu! God, you are 6666666! 】

[This confession formula is amazing! Give the god of learning a knee! Worship Worship Worship! 】

[The god of learning is the god of learning, Nima's mathematical formulas can play well, a wave of 66666666]

[It takes a high IQ to be confessed these days [laughing and crying][laughing and crying][laughing and crying]]

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The boy's dark eyes noticed that the man came out of the bathroom again, and he naturally put down the phone.

Rong Junyi's eyes darkened, he rubbed the boy's hair, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sleep."

...

There are a lot of night owls on the Internet, and the heart style has also spread and become a great tool for confession.

It was already the second day when Rong Junyi saw the heart form written by the boy.

The man stared at the boy who was still sleeping with his dark eyes, rubbed the boy's hair, and couldn't hide the smile on his lips.

The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, he put his arms around the man's waist, and murmured: "I heard that good night is the longest confession, but I only know that morning exercises are the most affectionate greeting."

The man's obsidian-like eyes darkened, and a burning fire surged up in his lower abdomen, pushing away the young man's hand.

The young man opened his eyes, looked at the back of the man leaving, couldn't help curling his lips, rolled around on the man's big bed, guessing that it was almost time, the young man rubbed himself on the bed.

"A Xiaorong." The boy shouted.

The man replied lightly: "Yes."

"Ah Xiaorong." The boy shouted again.

The man frowned slightly, looked at the boy, "Yes."

"Ah Xiaorong." The boy shouted again.

The man was puzzled: "Huh?"

"Don't keep talking to me, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh///?" The boy's eyes flashed a sly light.

"..." was tricked again.

"I can't do anything well, except you." The boy was still flirting.

"..." Pretend you didn't hear it, "Dinner..."

"I'd rather eat you."

"..." The man pretended not to hear, "Eat."

"A Xiaorong..."

"Eat without talking and sleep without talking."

"A Xiaorong..."

"You're going to school."

"..." The guy with the bad atmosphere.

...

Shu Cheng, who was going to take the school exam, reluctantly let go of his daughter-in-law who was softly hugged by him (the boy thought he was) and set foot on the way to school.