I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

Chapter 37 Meeting
Fang Yu has two intermediate macroeconomics classes and two econ 1 classes in the afternoon. He has filled his course selections so full that he has to attend several classes almost every day.

Fortunately, he has a strong ability to prepare for the exam. During the summer vacation, he prepared for all the courses he was going to take, and he came to class with questions in mind.

The ability to preview is the most important learning ability in college. If you don’t preview, some teachers can finish a textbook in three classes. It is impossible to fully grasp the knowledge points relying solely on class time.

Many students who have just entered college are not used to the new way of learning. They often focus on lectures and reviewing just like they did in high school. As a result, after half a semester, they fail five out of ten exams and their GPA is extremely poor.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz~" The cell phone in Fang Yu's trouser pocket vibrated.

Fang Yu glanced at the caller and hung up.

Not long after, the phone vibrated again.

"Who is it? You're so persistent. Just answer it. Keep your voice down. Old Cao won't care." Huang Xiang said weakly, lying next to Fang Yu.

Cao Hui, who teaches econometrics, is not very old, only 48, but he is already an authority in this field in China. He is one of the editors of the textbook used by the National University.

Cao Hui doesn't care whether students listen to his lectures or not. As Cao Hui famously said: What I teach in the CFO class outside is more superficial than what I teach you. The tuition for 6 classes is 24 yuan. If you listen to two of my classes, it is equivalent to earning yuan. If you listen to all class hours, it is equivalent to earning four years of tuition and living expenses in college. It is up to you to listen or not.

Fang Yu listened very seriously. This course had been opened for a month, and this was the first time he listened to the Computer Science 1 course so seriously.

Are the goals different?

In the past, Fang Yu studied econometrics purely for credits and GPA. Now it is the era of big data. No matter how the econometric bigwigs brag, the things taught in schools will sooner or later be eliminated.

In this situation, Fang Yu really couldn't muster much interest in paying 100% attention to a course that was destined to be of no use in the future.

But things are different now.

Because Fang Yu discovered that some contents in econometrics could actually help him construct magic models.

Although he is still unable to construct a first-level spell, Fang Yu has recently begun trying to analyze several first-level spell models in the book "Introduction to the School of Enchanting".

The requirements for environmental variables of the first-level spell model are far from comparable to those of the 0th-level cantrip.

A 0th-level trick does not require the mobilization of magic network nodes, but a 1st-level spell requires the mobilization of at least 1 magic network node to be successfully performed.

Even though there is only one more variable, the amount of calculation has more than doubled, and the analyzed model always feels a little lacking.

But the method of using the r-squared formula in econometrics and statistics to check the goodness of fit of the model gave him some new ideas.

Therefore, he was more enthusiastic in attending class.

Fang Yu hung up again, thought about it, and replied to the caller on WeChat.

"Sister Ling, I'm sorry, I'm in class to earn tuition and living expenses, and the get out of class will end in 20 minutes."

The call was from Chai Ling.

Huang Xiang yawned and suddenly remembered something, "Eh? Did Li Yuxuan give you the ten thousand yuan?"

Fang Yu shook her head: "Li Yuxuan told me that he would give it to me after the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, and I agreed."

Huang Xiang came to talk about it: "I asked several people these days and found out that the Ace of Spades is more expensive than Maotai? What is your relationship with the boss of Womb? They said they would give you a bottle for free? And they gave you a 50% discount. Isn't it obvious that you are losing money?"

While Fang Yu was replying to Chai Ling on WeChat and telling her where to meet, he casually asked, "Do you think Womb will lose money?"

Huang Xiang was confused: "I checked on JD.com. The two bottles of whiskey you ordered would cost at least 1200 yuan each outside. We only spent yuan in total. With so many things, the boss will definitely lose money."

Fang Yu stared at the blackboard: "I won't lose money, I just didn't make much money. Do you really think that the wine is real? Didn't you see that I hardly drank it?" (See the conversation between the protagonist and Xu Lesheng in Chapter 10, where the wine is served as usual)

Huang Xiang was shocked: "Is it true?"

Fang Yu: “It’s fake.”

Huang Xiang just breathed a sigh of relief when Fang Yu added: "The Baizhou is fake, only the bottle of Spade Ace is real, but I didn't open it and returned it after the sale."

Huang Xiang: …

"Don't worry, even though it's fake wine, the cost is at least 30 yuan a bottle, and they don't use industrial alcohol." Seeing Huang Xiang's frightened expression, Fang Yu kindly comforted him.

The bottle is 25 and the wine is 5 yuan.

Fortunately, Huang Xiang still remembered that this was a class, otherwise he would have jumped up and hit Fang Yu.

Damn it, let me drink fake wine!
Huang Xiang was just about to make a sneaky move and punch Fang Yu under the table, but a voice from behind, "Teacher", made him quickly retract his fist.

"Teacher Cao, I'm not very clear about what you just said about taking the logarithm of the variable and then regressing it. Can you explain it again?"

Huang Xiang looked back and saw that the person who asked the question was Xu Dong, the monitor of their class. Huang Xiang turned his eyes and saw a girl who was only two seats away from Xu Dong. His eyes lit up and he nudged Fang Yu with his elbow.

"Lu Jiayan, she's sitting in the back row." Huang Xiang turned his head to the other side, "It's a pity that Shen Shuyao didn't come. Only one of the two goddesses came." (See Chapter 8)
Huang Xiang laughed quietly.

"Change the target? Where's your Qiao Qiao?" Fang Yu wrote quickly, writing down on the pad what Cao Hui had just written on the blackboard, to deal with Huang Xiang.

Huang Xiang became excited when Fang Yu mentioned Zhou Siqiao. "I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else. Qiaoqiao and I have been making rapid progress these past two days."

Fang Yu was a little sensitive when he heard the words "progress rapidly". He looked up at Huang Xiang, but before he could ask any questions, Huang Xiang took the initiative to introduce the next part of the plot.

"Qiao Qiao and I confessed our love." Huang Xiang's face looked holy, as if he had dedicated himself to the Lord.

So that's it. I thought you taught Zhou Siqiao everything you knew and Zhou Siqiao welcomed you wholeheartedly.

Fang Yu's interest waned, he said "oh" and continued taking notes.

"No, is that your reaction?" Huang Xiang looked at Fang Yu in confusion, "Why don't you ask me what the result is?"

Fang Yu was still looking at the blackboard and taking notes: "What else can it be? Zhou Siqiao just gave you a brother card or a friendship card, and then told you that you are very important to her and asked you to spend more time with each other."

"Fuck!" Huang Xiang's eyes widened as big as grapes. "How did you know that?"

"You've been mistaken for a cocky person, you idiot." Fang Yu sneered.

The two of them were talking a little loudly. Lu Jiayan in the back row frowned slightly and pushed the few strands of black hair that fell on her face behind her ears, revealing her small and clear earlobes.

Being called the goddess of the academy, Lu Jiayan naturally has a beautiful appearance and is not the same as others.

Lu Jiayan had a good bone structure and a bright face, especially her eyes, which were as bright as ink, making her look like a beauty walking out of a painting.

During the more than one year Fang Yu had been at National University, he had always kept to himself, either attending classes or working part-time outside the school, and he seldom came into contact with girls at National University.

But just like all the boys in the School of Economics knew Lu Jiayan and Shen Shuyao, many girls knew that there was a tall and strong handsome guy in Class 2 of Finance in the School of Economics, who looked like a sports student.

Lu Jiayan was in Actuarial Science Class 1 and had little interaction with Fang Yu. He had only heard of Fang Yu's name from his roommate in the Department of Meat.

She was not very interested in muscular men and never really paid attention to Fang Yu.

It's true that sports students have very poor quality. They talk in class and disturb others. Lao Cao has looked at them several times. It's so annoying.

Lu Jiayan glanced at Fang Yu with dissatisfaction, stood up his textbook to cover the book "The Chief's Sweetheart" in his hand, and continued to read with relish.
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Chai Ling was confused when she saw Fang Yu's reply on WeChat. What does it mean to earn tuition and living expenses by taking classes?
I asked Fang Yu about the meeting place on WeChat, and soon Fang Yu sent me the location information.

"I haven't been to a national campus in many years. When I was in the Sports University, I often came here to eat the tofu skin. It's been more than ten years."

Ma Da quickly lit a cigarette and stood beside the car, watching the national students coming and going and expressing the unique feelings of a middle-aged man.

"You are here to see the National Girls, right?" Chai Ling rolled her eyes at Mada.

Ma Da flatly denied: "Of course not. Back then, we saw that all the girls went to the Normal University or the Academy of Fine Arts. The Academy of Fine Arts was just a little far away, so most of them went to the Normal University."

"But I remember that the national boxing club is quite good. I have several junior fellow students who are sports students at the national school. One of them even stayed on campus to coach the national boxing team. After I finish talking to that guy, I can go over and take a look."

Ma Da put out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can next to him.

Those who have not attended a prestigious school will always be in awe of it, and once they enter the school they will unconsciously become more cultured.

The meeting place Fang Yu agreed to meet was a coffee shop on campus called Corner Encounter. Not long after Chai Ling and Mada sat down, they saw a tall and strong boy pushing the door and walking in with a sports backpack on his back.

"Iced Americano, thank you."

"Sister Ling, Mr. Ma, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a while." Fang Yu said something to the waiter who took the order, then sat down opposite Ma Da without any hesitation.

Ma Da looked at Fang Yu carefully. He was at least 1.85 meters tall, with a good figure, broad shoulders and a thin waist. His strong legs could be vaguely seen through his loose sweatpants.

The sportswear on his upper body was open, and he wore a tight sports T-shirt underneath, so the trapezius muscles on his back could be seen from the front.

Well practiced.

As a professional, Ma Da evaluated it in his mind.

Ma Da was not surprised that Fang Yu could recognize both of them. Although he had no impression of Fang Yu, after all, Fang Yu had been a personal trainer at Chaoyue for almost a year. It would be strange if he didn't recognize the boss.

"Boss Ma and Boss Chai are both very busy. You must have something important to ask me so urgently. How can I help you?"

Fang Yu had a sincere smile on his face, as if he knew nothing.

(End of this chapter)