In the morning theory class, Jiang Hui packed up her things and was about to go home. She encountered a problem when studying the assembly structure yesterday and couldn't figure it out all night. She was thinking about it all morning today, so she was a little distracted during class. So she had to go back to check during the afternoon class, otherwise she would have a bad day.
Seeing him pick up his books and sprint a hundred meters outside, he disappeared in an instant. The two classmates who wanted to talk to him said helplessly: "This classmate Jiang seems to be in a hurry every day. He disappears after class and looks very busy. It seems that the person who can be the first is different from us..."
"I see you want to borrow notes from others again. You've been thinking about it since you borrowed them twice last time. You can't always rely on others like this. Can't you do it yourself? Besides, the teacher in Saipan talks so abstractly that taking notes is useless. Let's just study the textbook honestly."
"You've seen the notes that other people made with me. How can I do the same as them? The handwriting is so clear and organized that it looks like it was printed. No one else can achieve such a high level of shorthand..."
“But we can’t always trouble others like this…” The man seemed a little shaken.
The man on the other side raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Right, you... Actually, you want it too, but you pretend not to care. I know you are shy and don't want to take advantage of others. It's okay, we can just exchange something next time."
"I once heard a sophomore senior say that she seemed to always be in the library. She probably loves reading. I happen to have a few books, so I'll ask her if she wants any."
Jiang Hui didn't hear her classmates' high praise for her. Her mind was full of the side-swivel structure and related three-dimensional drawings. She was almost crazy and didn't even want to eat and went straight to the dormitory.
But sometimes, the more anxious you are to do something, the more likely you are to encounter certain "resistance".
"Student Jiang, you are here?! I have been looking for you for a long time, come quickly—" A person looked at her in surprise, then unceremoniously pulled Jiang Hui into the cafeteria not far away.
No, wait, she was going back to the dormitory from the path on the side of the cafeteria, not to the cafeteria. Her mecha... model, and the small problem of the side axis were waiting for her to solve.
However, Zhou Xiuwen, who seemed to be in a hurry to look for someone, did not notice Jiang Hui's helpless expression and pushed him into the cafeteria.
When they escaped from the crowded crowd on the first floor and came to the second floor, and then came to a card table on the right side, they found... Wow, there were really many people this time.
Huan Xian sat in the same row with Clarence, one on the left and one on the right, with at least one person’s distance between them. Opposite them was the casual Hillman. Together with her and Zhou Xiuwen, the five members of the R186 team were all present.
But why is this picture so weird
Huan Xian was browsing his laptop. On his left was a pile of paper documents tied up high with hemp ropes. There were densely written words on the edges. No one knew what they were.
Clarence was holding a small notebook, and no one knew what he was busy with.
As for Hillman, he had already started eating. When he saw Zhou Xiuwen pulling Jiang Hui in, his eyes lit up and he waved repeatedly as if he was afraid that they might not notice.
Now that I've come this far, of course I have no choice but to join them.
Jiang Hui had to put his plan on hold and decided to continue his research at night. It didn't seem like a coincidence that these guys got together. There must be something going on.
Ever since Jiang Hui ran into Huan Xian in the library reading room last weekend and the four of them had dinner together, their relationship has become much more natural.
It's not that their cooperation and tacit understanding on the field were all fake, it's just that they had only known each other for a short time. And in such a tense situation, a relationship that was forced was ultimately no match for the friendship forged at the dinner table. After eating together, even Huan Xian, who was a bit thoughtful, couldn't help but move closer to this group of young friends.
In fact, they wanted to invite Clarence that day, after all, they hadn't gathered since the game. Since there were already four of them, they couldn't be missing one, right? Wouldn't it be embarrassing if others knew about it in the future
Unfortunately, when Jiang Hui contacted Clarence, he said he was not in Kake State where the school was located, and probably had returned to the mainland. It would take several weeks for him to get back, so he would definitely not be able to make it to their dinner, so the four of them could only have a dinner together, and the dinner location was still in the school cafeteria.
This time it was also in the cafeteria, but everyone was there.
The first time is strange, the second time is familiar. Although everyone has not known each other for long, they can already be considered familiar with each other.
Jiang Hui naturally sat between Huan Xian and Clarence, while Zhou Xiuwen sat opposite him.
Clarence nodded slightly to Jiang Hui, as a greeting. Huan Xian seemed to be communicating with someone, and Jiang Hui did not bother him.
Hillman on the other side stopped eating and poured water on Jiang Hui: "Jiang Hui... you ran too fast. I saw you from a distance and kept shouting, but in the end I only caught Clarence. If I had known you would come to the cafeteria in the end, I would have waited for you here."
No, I wanted to bypass the canteen and go straight back to the dormitory, okay? If I hadn't gone to the library to return some books, you wouldn't have been able to intercept me.
It turned out that Hillman's skill in being sociable had reached such an extent that he even dared to intercept Clarence's cold face, and he actually succeeded. It was really incredible.
"Come from this direction... It took you so long to get here. You must have gone to the library again, right?" Zhou Xiuwen knew her very well.
He was the only one in the group who liked to visit the library. Jiang Hui had run into him several times there, and he always seemed to be borrowing history books.
Jiang Hui nodded and agreed.
At this time, Huan Xian turned his eyes away from the computer. He saw the other party move a thick stack of information and put it in front of Jiang Hui.
Jiang Hui:
"What you want." Huan Xianyi said simply and in shock.
Jiang Hui had borrowed textbooks from Huan Xian before, and he also recommended some related guide books. She tried her best to buy electronic versions of the books she could buy, and wrote down the books she couldn't buy and thought of them later. To be honest, this was much more useful than her own blind guessing, at least it made her no longer confused about the position of commander.
Seeing that the other party brought another stack of materials, although it did not look like a textbook, Jiang Hui naturally assumed it to be a textbook or notes.
She carefully pulled out the top sheet, only to find that the entire sheet was filled with handwritten notes. The handwriting was elegant, unique, and had distinct personal characteristics. This was Huan Xian's handwriting.