Chapter 44 The Second Day's Exam
on Tuesday.

Fu Xiuyao came to A University from the apartment, and walked to the first teaching building with Yan Xirong as yesterday.

After reaching the second floor, the two parted ways. This time, Fu Xiuyao didn't stay outside the corridor. She went directly into the testing room and sat down inside to look at her phone.

As soon as she came in, she attracted the attention of a small group of people.

"Is it her, the beauty of the same family who was super popular in the forum yesterday?"

"She is really beautiful, even more beautiful than in the photos."

"She didn't wear white clothes today, why do I think she looks better?"

"Who knows what class she is in and what is her name?"

……

Fu Xiuyao automatically filtered the chatter around him, and watched some news on the phone in his original seat.

When she first came in, she glanced at the students in the test room, and they were all familiar faces. She didn't know how the teaching affairs department allocated test rooms. Anyway, the people in this test room were almost the same as yesterday.

Today's test is high math, so not many people read the textbooks outside.

Most people are resigning themselves to fate.

According to Yan Xirong, last night, many people went to the dormitory of the students of the School of Mathematics to worship the God of Learning, begging for some mathematical aura.

Fu Xiuyao was wearing black today, and since Zhang Zimian "liked it", she wore black.

I don't know how Zhang Zimian will react, but whether Zhang Zimian can see her is another matter.

White tends to give people a harmless illusion. Some people look down on it on the one hand and feel like bullying on the other.

If you don't like others to treat you gently, then you can imagine how to treat this person.

But in fact, Zhang Zimian is much more timid, it's just the darkness in his heart that's causing trouble.

Some people get the envious eyes of others through their own beauty, while others attract abuse and disgust through stench and ignorance.

A few minutes later, the man named Liu Sheng appeared in Fu Xiuyao's sight.

But this time Liu Sheng was no longer sitting on her left, but behind her left.

"Hello classmate, we meet again." Liu Sheng showed joy and greeted Fu Xiuyao, but felt a little regretful that he was not in the same row as Fu Xiuyao.

"Hello." Fu Xiuyao smiled politely at him.

Liu Sheng was intoxicated by Fu Xiuyao's smile, bit his lower lip, feeling a little nervous inside, and asked as if he had made some major determination: "That classmate, I want to take the liberty to ask, what's your name?"

Fu Xiuyao replied with a light smile, "Fu Xiuyao."

She spoke very quickly, Liu Sheng didn't hear clearly, only heard her first word - Fu.

Liu Sheng was embarrassed to ask Fu Xiuyao to say it again, and kept reminding himself in his heart that the goddess belonged to the fourth class, and her surname was fu.

With these two pieces of information, he didn't believe he didn't know the identity of the goddess.

Yesterday he went to ask his friends in Class [-], and found that none of them could recognize who the goddess was from the photos, they only said they had seen it but didn't know the name.

It's a pity that he doesn't know the girls in Class [-], otherwise he would have known the identity of the goddess by now.

Advanced mathematics is the most troublesome subject for college students. Candidates who enter the examination room are all downcast and ashamed.

"I heard that it was Lao Liu who came up with the question, so we're done."

"Old Liu? Don't say it earlier. If you said it earlier, I wouldn't review it. I can get more points if I recite the others."

"Old Liu puts up a question, and he will surely die."

……

Fu Xiuyao heard that people around were talking about the person who made the high-level math problem. She remembered that Lao Liu was a high-level math teacher in Class [-] and Class [-]. He was also a former counselor for the Math Olympiad competition, and now he is an idle university professor.

Lao Liu's lectures are interesting, and the students often laugh and talk in class, but the topics given by Lao Liu become more perverted year after year.

People in class one and class two really love and hate Lao Liu.

(End of this chapter)

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