Lao Yao's full name is Yao Ting.
It sounds quite elegant, but he himself is strong and simple, with great strength.
He and Yan Zhixing stayed in Xiaolou's office for a quarter of an hour.
When they came out, looking at the sunlight outside, the two of them were still a little dazed and unable to react.
"Old Yan, is this the rhythm for us to be promoted by the higher-ups?"
Yan Zhixing thought for a while: "It should be right."
"Does that mean you don't need to be assigned to other places after the training?"
"Theoretically so."
"Damn—are we skipping various assessments and directly promoted to the core of the group?"
A trace of solemnity flashed across Yan Zhixing's face, and he warned him: "Don't get too complacent, didn't you hear that Uncle Liu said that he would go to the imperial capital with him tomorrow to do business?"
"Just do the work! What's the matter?"
The corner of Yan Zhixing's mouth twitched: "The results of our work can determine whether we will stay or not. Now everything is still undecided. At most we just get a chance. As for whether we can grasp it..."
"Oh! I can definitely catch it!"
The two were directly sent out of Camp A by the battery car, and began to make preparations before departure.
Yutianhua Mansion, inside the villa.
Xie Dingyuan is used to getting up early, and today is no exception.
After he packed up and stepped out at half past seven, he realized that the experiment was over and Jiang Fuyue no longer needed him to pick him up.
The man fell back and sat in the living room, dazed for a moment.
Liu Ma came out of the laundry room, and suddenly saw that the host was still at home at this point, she was a little surprised: "Sir, won't you go out today?"
Before Xie Dingyuan went out on time at 7:30, he didn't let her prepare breakfast, and said someone would bring it for him
Xie Dingyuan heard the words, "I'm at home today."
"Hey! So what do you want for breakfast? I'll make it now."
"steamed stuffed bun."
"Okay, wait a moment."
"Where is Zhong Ziang?"
Liu Ma glanced upstairs: "Today is Saturday, I should still be sleeping."
Xie Dingyuan went upstairs to call him.
Zhong Ziang didn't have the habit of locking the door. Firstly, he was lazy, and secondly, no one in this family would take the initiative to enter his room.
Every time Mama Liu came, she had to knock on the door.
He lets in, and she does.
As for Xie Dingyuan...
It is not rare for the old uncle to set foot in his kennel.
You can't even hide in time, so how could you take the initiative to come
But today is an exception.
Who would have thought that Xie Dingyuan would have a sudden whim and personally wake him up
As soon as Fu pushed open the door, the mess in the room successfully made the man frown.
On the 1.8 meter big bed, the sheets were shrunk into a ball, and the quilt was crooked.
Zhong Ziang was lying on his side, pressing half of his face, the corners of his mouth were slightly parted, a puddle of saliva was already dripping on the pillow.
Xie Dingyuan frowned even tighter: "Zhong Ziang, get up and have breakfast."
"..." No response, drooling.
The corner of Xie Dingyuan's mouth twitched: "Zhong Ziang!"
"... huh?" At last there was some movement, but the eyes did not open, "Liu Ma, don't make noise, today is Saturday, I want to sleep late..."
With that said, he pulled up the quilt and covered his head.
Xie Dingyuan yelled a third time, it was only three things.
Zhong Ziang suddenly realized something, opened his eyes suddenly, sat up suddenly, and slipped~
I sucked in my saliva.
Xie Dingyuan frowned so tightly that he could pinch a mosquito to death.
In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, took a tissue from the bedside table and threw it on his face, suppressing the throbbing eyebrows: "Wipe it clean!"
Zhong Ziang wiped off his saliva in a hurry, and laughed a while: "Uncle, why is it you? Aren't you going out today?!"
"The experiment is over, and I will take you to and from school in the future."
Jiang Fuyue will also go back to school, maybe we can meet again.
Xie Dingyuan hit Xiao Jiujiu.
Zhong Ziang was about to cry, and he said solemnly: "Actually, I can do it by myself, and I don't need someone to pick me up. You have a lot of work in your day, you have to do research, and you also need to manage the company. You really don't need to worry about such small things!"
"Your mother let me take care of you."
"..." speechless.
Xie Dingyuan: "Hurry up and wash up, and go downstairs to have breakfast."
Zhong Ziang lifted the quilt listlessly, landed on both feet, and suddenly—
"Uncle, you just said that the experiment is over?!"
"Well. What do you want to do?" The intuition is not very good.
"So Jiang Fuyue is free now?! I just found out that her new home is next door to us! I'll go find her after dinner!"
Xie Dingyuan's eyes darkened slightly: "What do you want her for?"
"Play!"
"..." Now he was speechless.
With the small expectation of meeting the girl he likes soon, Zhong Ziang got up very fast.
He even cleaned himself up specially.
A leather jacket and jeans, a pair of skateboard shoes, a haircut that says I'm handsome from head to toe.
After looking in the mirror and confirming that it was correct, I went downstairs to have breakfast.
"Morning, Mama Liu!"
"Morning, young master, you look really energetic today!"
"Really?"
Mama Liu nodded: "Really."
"Hey..." He went to the dining room contentedly, where breakfast was already set.
The old uncle was eating, his complexion seemed not very good, and he was faintly smelly, and he didn't know who provoked him again in such a short while.
But this did not affect Zhong Ziang's good mood.
After brushing his face, he wiped his mouth, smirked at the reflective kitchen door, and prepared to go out.
Suddenly, "Stop."
"... Uncle?"
"Did you finish your weekend homework?"
Zhong Ziang was struck by lightning.
A quarter of an hour later, in the living room, on the coffee table.
It is known that a focus of the hyperbola is on the directrix of the parabola y^2=4 times the root sign 7x, then the equation of the hyperbola is...
Zhong Ziang's pen was almost torn off.
At this moment, not to mention the little expectation, he didn't even have a little breath...
"Uncle, I won't."
Xie Dingyuan was sitting on the sofa, reading the latest issue of SCI journal papers. After listening, he raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "Bring it here, and I'll tell you."
"You are so busy, how can you disturb your old man? How about I go to Jiang Fuyue? She speaks quickly and easily, and I can understand it as soon as I hear it."
"Oh? She gave you a lecture before?"
"Of course! More than once..." At this point, Zhong Juvenile smirked.
Therefore, he ignored his uncle's suddenly condensed gaze.
"Isn't your relationship bad? She wants to talk to you?"
"It's a good saying, if you don't fight, you don't know each other. When you fight, you're in love. If you don't love enough, you can kick them with your feet! And what about bedside fights and... It's mentioned in the novel, this is called the development model of happy enemies, understand? ?”
"..." Xie Dingyuan didn't want to understand, he just wanted to shake his fist now.
But Zhong Ziang started talking, but couldn't stop it: "Old uncle, don't you think this is romantic? Think about it, a few years later, when Jiang Fuyue and I got married, at our wedding, the master of ceremonies would say , he and her met in junior high school, and they both thought it would be a script of love at first sight, but in fact it was a plot of conquering and being conquered, crushing and being crushed. Who crushes whom? Hehe... let relatives and friends guess for themselves Bar!"
"Listen, isn't this beautiful? Isn't it beautiful?" Young Master Zhong has already begun to indulge himself, "The applause is absolutely thunderous, and whistles are flying!"
Xie Dingyuan really imagined that scene, and as Zhong Ziang's eloquent and emotional description became more and more detailed, it seemed to come true in the end.
Zhong Ziang: "I don't know how many people will envy my fairy love with her in the future! Maybe we will be advertised as the number one loving CP of the wealthy family in Sifang City. From now on, my property will be Jiang Fuyue's property, and in the end it will belong to our two children... "
"By the way, old uncle, you can get a bigger red envelope in the future! I won't take it if I don't!"
Xie Dingyuan gritted his teeth and sneered: "With so much energy daydreaming, why don't you think about how to solve this problem!"
Zhong Ziang glanced at the math test paper in his hand: "..."
ah! Reality kills me!
In the end, Zhong Ziang still couldn't find Cheng Jiang Fuyue, he had been stared at by his uncle all day doing the questions.
And that's not even the worst!
The worst thing is-
The problem-solving method he talked about, Zhong Ziang didn't understand at all—listen, no, understand!
"Uncle, I suspect that you are playing with me, but I have no proof."
Xie Dingyuan raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly: "...this question uses the XXX theorem."
"What theorem?!"
"XXX."
"We haven't learned it before!" Not only have we never learned it, he has never even heard of the list of things that English is not like English, and R language is not like R language.
Xie Dingyuan: "I can teach you."
Zhong Ziang: "..." Please let me go, give me a way to survive, dear
"First use Cauchy's inequality to prove... then use... then... finally... go back to step 1..."
Zhong Ziang turned his head sadly and looked out the French window.
Oh my god! I am guilty, you can let the law punish me, but you can't let the dog force the old uncle to harm me.
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Two more three thousand words.
Xie Dingyuan: Cub! You're messing with me.
Zhong Ziang: When can I marry the goddess
Xie Dingyuan: Make another test paper [smile]
Zhong Ziang:
Xie Dingyuan: Then give me corrections.
Zhong Ziang: Death.
It's eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.
Ask for a monthly ticket, today is double the last day, knock on the small bowl, and ask for a meal~