In the past few days, Gu Xiqiao had been in a subtle state of peace with the Gu family, and she was naturally satisfied with this state.
Xiao Yun, her aloof deskmate, has also become a little more popular. Occasionally, she will lower her head to ask her a math question or something. The girls at the back table will often bring her some ham and biscuits, and even the classmates around her become more popular. Much more cordial.
Gu Xiqiao narrowed his eyes.
The daily tasks issued by the system were also much more normal. Most of them were easy tasks. These tasks were very small and usually only earned a few points, but she felt relaxed.
And she became popular in the class because of her outstanding performance. When the classmates couldn't understand the questions, the class teacher asked her to explain them. The more they asked, these people found that she had a really good temper and would never answer the questions. No matter how many times I lecture, I don't get irritated. I don't have the arrogance of the good students in Rocket Class.
As a result, the favorability of the people in her parallel class skyrocketed, and her prestige suddenly reached the level of her old class.
Gu Xiqiao: "..." What can she care about with these children
The old classmate was now leisurely. When the bell rang, he leaned toward the podium, opened the lesson plan, and began to review endlessly.
"Gu Xiqiao, do you have any other opinions?" After finishing writing a complicated analytic geometry, Lao Ban knocked on the table and woke up the sleepy Gu Xiqiao.
Gu Xiqiao shook and then stood up and took a look, "That's it, teacher, for this question we can directly use the directrix equation to make a straight line QR that directly intersects R, and the first proof question comes out. Then connect PF, the three points are collinear, and the equation of AF will come out. The last question, you still remember the Lagrange mean value theorem I talked about last time, just bring in two values."
As soon as Gu Xiqiao finished speaking, Laoban just followed her words and finished solving the problem.
Using Gu Xiqiao's method, there is no need to find hyperbolic equations. The solution is simple and clear, the thinking is clear, it does not take up any space on the blackboard, and the calculation amount is much smaller. This method will undoubtedly save a lot of space in the exam.
The old classmate waved his hand for Gu Xiqiao to sit down, then knocked on the table and asked the students below to do the calculations by themselves, "Everyone, please take a notebook and write down the formulas and theorems that Student Gu usually talks about. It is very useful. Don't think that this is You don’t need to know the formulas that are only used in college. This method will give you an advantage in the college entrance examination. Just like the method I used for the first time, it was the standard answer, but everyone has also discovered that the steps are lengthy and the calculations are huge. It is also easy to make mistakes. So in the last period of time, Student Gu will copy down a useful theorem every day, and everyone must remember it."
Gu Xiqiao sat on the bench and couldn't help but raise her forehead after hearing this. When did she agree
So in addition to busy reviewing every day, Gu Xiqiao also had to sort out past college entrance examination questions in the virtual space, and then extract commonly used formulas and theorems from the solutions to the questions.
Other than these, she was enjoying herself these days.
Wu Hongwen from the rocket class would come to her and hang out in front of her every morning. He would bring either a bottle of milk or a piece of chocolate every morning.
Gu Xiqiao didn't squint, pretending she didn't see him, and she gave all the food he put in her stomach to the female classmates at the back table.
After all, Wu Hongwen was young, a young and vigorous young man, and he was at that age where he couldn't stand being ignored and refused to admit defeat. On Friday, he finally couldn't stand Gu Xiqiao's cold attitude. At this time, he ignored Laoban's reminder and actually Gu Xiqiao was blocked at the door of the class.
The few people left in the class only smiled kindly when they saw Wu Hongwen coming again, and then left the place to the two protagonists.
"Gu Xiqiao, look, I still keep the letter you gave me. I know what I did was wrong before, so can you forgive me?" Wu Hongwen lowered his head and looked at Gu Xiqiao seriously.
He was almost a head taller than Gu Xiqiao. When he lowered his head, he could see a white neck.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the girl's face was set off like the sunset on the horizon. She was indescribably beautiful, elegant, gentle and unsullied. She raised her neck slightly, her jade neck was slender, her skin was as radiant as snow, and there was an elegant look between her brows. Wu Hongwen was stunned again by the bookish smell.
As he got closer, he could smell the fragrance between his nostrils, which made his earlobes redder and redder, as if they were bleeding.
Gu Xiqiao didn't notice anything strange about him, he just raised his hand and took out the pink letter paper in his hand.
This is undoubtedly an explicit love letter.
The handwriting on the paper is elegant, but if you look closely, you can see that the turns of the handwriting are obscure. It does not look like a sincere love letter written by a girl, but it looks like it was copied in a hurry.
Gu Xiqiao glanced around and knew that this was not her fault.
This handwriting was modeled after her previous handwriting, which was somewhat similar. However, through training in the virtual space, her handwriting had completely changed.
She has been copying Yan Ti and Lanting Preface during this period, and has already developed her own style of writing. Wang Xizhi's writing is vigorous, his calligraphy skills are superb, and his writing strength is penetrating. Yan Zhenqing's handwriting is square and dense, with light strokes horizontally and heavy vertical strokes, strong, round, and thick, and powerful. Solemn and majestic.
Practicing calligraphy is not a day's work, but Gu Xiqiao has achieved some success after practicing for some days.
Her calligraphy and painting are rich and full, the structure is broad and correct, peaceful and natural, and the brushwork is euphemistic and implicit, which combines the characteristics of both families.
Yesterday, the Chinese teacher even praised her handwriting, saying that even if Gu Xiqiao's essay was completely off topic, she would still be able to get an excellent score based on her handwriting.
Now, this handwriting has done Gu Xiqiao a big favor.
"It bothers me that you're like this. Our old classmate will talk to me, and I might 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 a piece of paper she had just finished writing. Comparing the test paper 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 the handwriting is definitely not from me."
The handwriting on the paper is very elegant. Even people who have not studied calligraphy can see the extraordinaryness of these words. Most people will never forget it after seeing it. However, the love letter has beautiful handwriting and obscure writing. How can it be different? The paper has the slightest feeling of being as graceful as a swimming dragon.
Wu Hongwen knew at a glance that Gu Xiqiao was right.
Seeing Wu Hongwen lowering his head and saying nothing, Gu Xiqiao simply stuffed the milk into his arms, "It was purely accidental that I saved you that day. Don't say it was you. I would have saved him even if he was a beggar, so don't think so. You are very special. I am just full. I will return this bottle of milk to you. Now, I forgive your mistake, so let’s go back to the road and we will meet again if we don’t agree. "
Wu Hongwen lowered his head, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.
The words of this girl whom he had just met for a short time made his heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.
No comment? How could he have no objection? He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Even his feet seemed to be stuck to the floor. He couldn't move away until the figure disappeared in front of him.