The artistic rebirth of engineering women

Chapter 139
In the reading room, Yue Wenjing flipped through the chemistry book, and kept rubbing the corners of the pages with his fingers.On the side, Feng Yue was concentrating on a math problem, but it seemed that his progress was not going smoothly.He has already typed up half a sheet of paper, but he still hasn't come up with an answer. Even his handwriting is a bit scribbled.

The contrast between this impetuous appearance and the contented person sitting beside him is not insignificant.

Finally, a piece of paper was almost completely filled before he came to a final result. He was eagerly trying to fill in the answer when his eyes fell on the exercise paper, and he opened his eyes wide in disbelief.Fu swiped the options left and right several times, and he collapsed.

It took nearly 10 minutes to get the answer, which turned out to be wrong.

#心问，每恩爱，不解决#
Leaning weakly on the back of the chair, he turned his head slightly and looked at the person sitting beside him.

At this time, she had already closed the book, browsed through the wrong questions he wrote down a few times, and then took out a sheet from his draft paper, and after a few strokes, she stretched out her hand and gently tapped his desktop.

This solved the problem that troubled him all night?Feng Yue looked at her in surprise, as if looking at a monster.

Sometimes, he really doubts whether he is a science student or she is.Otherwise, how could it be that he has been listening carefully in class and followed step by step, but the result of reading a book for a while is not as good as hers?

Feng Yue, who thought he was pretty smart, felt that his IQ had been reduced to scum in seconds.

Yue Wenjing didn't know his mental activities, and he was still writing and drawing on the paper unconsciously, with a clear process and strict logic.

The reading room is a place for people to read books, newspapers, and self-study, and talking is not allowed.And she chose this place only because two people from different classes would look strange no matter which classroom they appeared in, and she was not interested in finding a place outside the school, so the library became the most suitable choice.

They had already finished studying several compulsory textbooks of chemistry as early as the first year of high school.The following elective content has different learning requirements for arts and sciences, and the teaching materials are also different.

She has read this textbook no less than ten times, but the content of the elective fourth volume is the principle of chemical reaction. There are many things involved in what she learned in the professional class, and the conditions and depth have been broadened a lot. After so many years, She doesn't remember much about the restrictions in high school.

After all, if the scope is widened, many things that were regarded as truth at that time would be very limited.Before doing the questions, if you don't read the textbook first, the simple questions will be complicated, which is also a form of misleading children.

However, when such a "retrospective" flip book was regarded as a "preview", the shocking effect was not what she could have expected.

"Got it?" After writing these words on the paper, she was ready to continue explaining.

She guided his thinking while writing, so the process of writing on paper was far more complicated than when she calculated it by herself.In the end, I also asked him if he understood the question, so as to prevent myself from being troubled by excessive jumping thinking, and I might skip some derivations that were taken for granted by her, but actually went thousands of miles away.

After receiving her questioning look, Feng Yue sorted out the process by himself, looked at the questions again, and did it again.After getting the final answer, I was about to compare it with hers, but found that there was an equal sign on the draft paper, and the right side was empty.The left-right imbalance looks extremely pitiful.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, and then he remembered that when this monitor gave himself a lecture, he never considered the final answer.

Resigned to his fate, he recalculated her formula himself, compared the two and found that they were consistent, so he wrote a sentence below: "Understood."

At this time, Yue Wenjing had already picked up the "idle book" that had been prepared for a long time, and turned over several pages.

Seeing her like this, Feng Yue silently despised the general public and his previous self's inherent impression of arts and sciences in his heart.

Who said that liberal arts students should memorize the content of each book by rote, while science students can travel all over the world as long as they master the basic formulas and principles?Who told him that studying science is easier than studying liberal arts?Whoever said that dared to stand up!Look at the comparison between the two of them!I am still struggling with a problem, class... The former class leader is now reading extracurricular books!What about rote memorization?
So, is he sending him to your door to seek abuse?

Thinking about it this way, even his eyes were full of sadness.

#Why do I often have tears in my eyes, because I was abused deeply by the squad leader#
However, those who were immersed in the book ignored his grief and complaints.

The man still ignored him until his neck became a little sore.So, being ignored, Feng Yue tapped the edge of her book with his pen.

no response.

He increased his strength, knocked twice, and looked up again.

Well, his expression was a little more serious than before, but he still didn't pay attention to what he meant.Don't you hear it?

He then changed the policy, switching the place of tapping from the book to her fingers.After knocking, he was stared at.

Bite the bullet and pulled out a flattering smile and turned back, a chill ran down the spine.Who will tell him why the squad leader who has always been gentle, amiable, dignified and generous has become so scary!
Feng Yue, who didn't know Yue Wenjing's attributes of going berserk after being disturbed, was frightened, and sat there at a loss, shrinking his body, as if trying to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

Yue Wenjing, who regained his sanity, clipped the bookmark into the page he had just read, closed the book, picked up the set of wrong questions that had been spread out, and looked at the next one. When he was about to explain, he found that the person sitting next to him The person looked dumbfounded, and his body had already moved to the other side of the stool. His precarious figure seemed to be about to sit on the ground.

Look, very funny.

For the first time, deep doubts appeared in his eyes.In the next second, he realized the root of the problem.

She smiled shyly, tugged at Feng Yue's clothes, and motioned him to sit down a bit more, she was about to start speaking.

In the following time, Feng Yue seemed a little absent-minded because of the excessive fright.Seeing him like this, Yue Wenjing also understood that he probably didn't have much interest in studying at noon today, so he collected the questions and asked him to do homework by himself.

Until [-]:[-], the bell rang for the end of the lunch break. The two packed their things and walked to the teaching building together.

"Squad leader, are you angry?" Feng Yue asked cautiously on the way.

"It doesn't count. If I am interrupted when I am doing things, I will be more irritable. Did it scare you?" Regarding this point, she herself was quite embarrassed.

"A little bit." After laughing dryly for a while, Feng Yue had already silently set a rule, never to provoke the squad leader Yue Da who was not idle.

For Yue Wenjing, it was quite easy during the beginning of school.

At least, compared to the ups and downs during the holidays, this kind of busyness is at most nothing more than physical toil.Once you get used to it, you won't feel tired.

(End of this chapter)