My little ancestor, you are sweet and wild

Shen Zhijin is cold and proud, and rarely gets angry.

Of course, it's not so much that he has a good temper as that he cares too little.

And every time he gets angry, he will never be as angry as others.

He will not even change his tone. His eyes will become very cold and the air pressure around him is very low.

Even if you don't say a word, just look at it, it's enough to frighten people.

Yanqiu has been with him for two years and knows him best.

So I just saw Ning Li's eyes drooping and silent, and my heart jumped at the moment.

——That look, that aura, is really the same as when the boss is angry!

Ning Li was stunned when he heard the speech:

"Yes?"

Yanqiu pulled Fu every year.

"Every year, you say, just now - isn't it particularly like!"

Fu was so called by him every year. His face was black, but Ning Li helped him solve the big problem. His overall mood was still very good, so he spared Yanqiu generously.

He looked at Ning Li, leaned back, touched his chin and thought:

"... it seems that it's not just when you're angry... Don't you think the younger martial sister actually looks a little like the boss?"

He said, raising his finger.

"Just... The eyes are very similar."

Ning Li looked at them blankly.

So far, she has met Shen Zhijin several times. Although she is not familiar, she is definitely not strange.

But she never cared about it.

"Did you find out?"

Tang Yi finally couldn't help it,

"Lu Huai and I were almost forced to learn advanced mathematics again (Part I).

When he was in college, he just turned over the book, and the book disappeared on the day he finished the exam.

Where can you think of such a day?

On Thursday night, Ning Li took the initiative to send him a photo.

Lu Huai and picked up the mobile phone.

That's a proof.

[proof: when x0, XLN (x + √ 1 + x2) 1 + √ x2-1.]

Lu Huai and put down the contract, drew a blank paper from the side, was preparing to write, and received Ning Li's second message.

[ah, I forgot that my second brother only listened to Professor Fang's class and didn't learn this? I'd better write it myself.]

Lu Huai and Tiao Mei.

[Xuemei, you probably don't know. I have a full score.]

Ning Li is very serious.

[no full marks for the learning process, no sense of achievement.]

Lu Huai and the tip of his tongue pressed his left cheek and smiled angrily.

......

Friday.

Another advanced mathematics class.

Ning Li came to the classroom with her backpack.

There's no class yet. There's a lot of noise.

She took out her book and began to collect her homework at the same time.

Suddenly, the classroom suddenly became quiet.

Ning Li is counting his homework books on the podium. He thinks Professor Fang is coming, so he doesn't care and continues to count.

Then, someone came to the podium, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer.

After counting the last book, she tried to look back:

"Professor Fang, collect your homework -"

The voice with a smile is deep and loose.

"Classmate, I haven't handed in my homework yet. Why is it all?"