Then, who is also expected to teach Fang Zheng math problems.

Lu Lin thought so, the hair on his forehead fell down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After two more days, Lu Lin, who sleeps at three and wakes up at five every day, can't stand it any longer.

He fell asleep.

Tomorrow dawn is Friday, and early in the morning, Thursday's mock test results will be released, and then the teacher will explain the practice questions.

Lu Lin didn't perform well this time because of too much mental pressure.

He felt that his grades might be at the bottom.

Thinking of this, Lu Lin's closed eyes opened again.

Really can't sleep.

It is clear that the body is very sleepy, but the brain is running fast, and the heart in the chest is beating fast because of staying up late for a long time.

Lu Lin put the quilt over his head and quietly turned on his phone.

He wanted to take another look at the comforting words in the tree hole post.

Lu Lin thought, he fell asleep at a glance.

He didn't pass the test this time, but he will pass the test next time.

In a dark, warm blanket.

Lu Lin saw the familiar little envelope again.

It was an in-site text message sent to him by 'Management Yuan'.

and many more?

Management far...?

Lu Lin was startled, and the sleepiness in his body suddenly disappeared.

He wanted to raise his eyes, raised his hand and poked it, only to realize that he was not wearing glasses when he slept.

So, Lu Lin stared at the screen.

read it over and over again.

It is indeed far from management.

A few days ago, in order to search for information about Yuan Mo for Fang Zheng, Lu Lin could be said to have exhausted his gossip ability.

He really found it a little bit useful.

At Tsinghua University, everyone called him "Mo God", and there was a more down-to-earth name.

That is 'program far'.

This news was also seen in the graduation speech of a senior girl.

It is said that at the beginning of the school year, the class guide asked the devil who had been exposed to programming before, and made a sign-in applet for the class before the military training.

Then Yuan Mo wrote more than 1,000 lines of code within three days to realize this small program.

The class guide asked him to come up with a name, and the classmates said, "Shen Mo, this name is necessary!"

After Yuan Mo passed by, he casually typed a hand.

Three words appeared on the screen - 'Program far'.

"I think Mo Shen is more energetic."

"Our Moshen is too low-key, so that's fine. Otherwise, if he shows his strength in a more high-profile way, I'm afraid that half of the girls in the school will have to send him love letters."

As a scholar who can read the rules of the No. 1 Middle School Forum when he is bored, never underestimate his ability to screen words.

At this moment, Lu Lin was in the bed, staring at the words 'Management far'.

Trembling, cautious, and excited to return the news.

"Hello, hello."

"I need your help."

There actually shows that it is typing!

Lu Lin was even more excited.

I saw that the next sentence of "Management Yuan" was, "Do you know who I am?"

Lu Lin: "..."

Friday, four in the morning.

The two made an unspeakable deal.

Since then, Fang Zheng has gained a teacher who is faster and more accurate than Lu Lin.

Most of the hair on Lin Lin's head was also preserved.

Since the help of "Management Yuan", Fang Zheng's speed of solving problems has also increased rapidly.

Yunyan still maintains the speed of brushing a set of math or physics questions every day, and continues to broadcast live on the questions.

Even if she didn't spend a long time on the questions, she couldn't bear to do the questions quickly.

Therefore, the points are still very impressive.

On Saturday, Yunyan put on an early spring knitted jacket and went out with a schoolbag.

"Brother, I'm going to Haida."

"be careful."

"Brother, you are becoming more and more like Dad now."

Obviously she is only a little older than her, but the elders are getting more and more mature.

If it wasn't for Lu Lin's exposure that her brother slapped his face and made him fat in front of her, Yun Yan really thought that his brother had become mature and stable.

However, Yunyan still could not be pierced.

Who makes my brother love face?

To this end, Yunyan specially sent a lot of black sesame paste to Lu Lin.

Seems to promote hair growth.

As for whether it grows or not, it depends on whether Lin Lin's hair is up to par.

At this moment, the national training team for the mathematics competition.

Teacher Zhang received a phone call from his previous student again.

The classmate said cheerfully: "Mr. Zhang, did you know? The Sitafan conjecture was deduced by a girl in our country! The teacher in our college just said this."

Teacher Zhang counted with his fingers.

It's been a full week since the paper was published today.

"I've heard of it," he said.

Be humble in your words.

Although he knew the whole process of Yunyan's derivation, and even published papers, it was the professor he contacted Yuanmo.

"Didn't I send you this guess last time? It's already halfway through, and I didn't expect it to be taken first."

The boy said with emotion, "Otherwise, if you wait for a while, maybe the person who cracks it will be me."

Teacher Zhang: "..." Silent.

"I don't know which university the girl is from. Mr. Zhang, do you know? Foreign newspapers published this story and used 'girl' to refer to this girl, then she must be very young."

Now Teacher Zhang can talk, "Well, he is indeed quite young."