On the lips, Mama Fang asked Yunyan to pick a color number at random.

"Anyway, it's all thin, so you can't see the color."

But within a minute Fang's mother didn't want to talk anymore.

Because Yunyan people are white.

She picked up a rotten tomato-colored lip gloss herself.

After such a coating, just feel that people are so luminous and extremely bright.

Chapter 97

Mother Fang thought for a while and took out a makeup remover face stick.

I started working hard to make Yunyan's lip glaze lighter.

Lighter.

In the end, it has to be wiped clean, as if it has never been painted...

Still can't hide the amazing, beautiful and eye-catching girl Bai.

For the first time, Fang's mother suddenly realized.

My daughter has been an adult for half a year, not the childish, immature girl she used to be.

Now the girl, the gestures, the frowns and the tufts make people unable to take their eyes off.

Yunyan saw that the mother-in-law wiped cotton swabs one after another.

There was only an embarrassed and polite smile on his face.

So, what did you just ask her to do?

Apply a thin layer of lip glaze, then, full, wipe, clean, clean!

But then again.

Fang Yunyan didn't dare to have any doubts about the arrangement of the mother-in-law.

She obediently let the mother-in-law finish the toss.

Then he followed his mother out of the room.

At the same time, colleges and universities that are always following the trends of the scientific community have also received a complete list of winners.

Because this is a national award and the first prize for youth.

The heat and discussion are high.

Professor Ge Song was obviously stunned when he saw the words Fang Yunyan.

A colleague next to me has already read it out.

"Fang Yunyan, isn't this the high school student who independently deduced the Sitafan conjecture?"

Facing his doubtful eyes, Ge Song nodded: "Yes."

Colleagues glanced at Ge Song and several bigwigs present.

"Academicians, who among you secretly wrote a letter of recommendation to the little girl?"

Wouldn't that be like putting the little girl under the door.

"It's not me, I don't study the field of mathematical logic."

An elderly professor said, "However, the closed-circuit calculation she deduced before is in line with my direction, and I don't know if you are willing to let me."

It seemed that he also thought that someone had accepted Fang Yunyan as a student.

Also, want to steal people.

After a few minutes of discussion, Ge Song asked in shock, "You didn't write her a letter of recommendation?"

This sentence is like a rock-shattering general.

To silence the otherwise noisy small conference room.

After a while, "such a good seedling, you just let her be taken away by the university next door?"

"Yeah, I was able to independently deduce the Sitafan's conjecture in my second year of high school, and then I taught myself closed-circuit computing, and none of you have contacted this student?"

Professor Ge Song's face turned blue, and he said, "We contacted Haisheng No. 1 Middle School before, and they said that Fang Yunyan would definitely sign up for Tsinghua University."

Otherwise, the three principals would not give away the quotas for free.

"Since the school and the students have agreed, this should not happen."

An experienced professor said, "Then do you think she will be asked to leave by other departments?"

Inferring that people are still in this school, everyone's words are not so intense.

"Let's make another phone call and ask. I can't let go if I don't ask."

"Yes, I saw her starting to study closed-circuit computing before, so I wanted to accept her. But I didn't see her that afternoon, and only when I asked her teacher did I know that I went out to play."

After the call, someone asked a more realistic question.

"We didn't throw an olive branch before, but now she has won awards. It is estimated that many big cows want to accept her."

When Professor Ge Song heard this sentence, his face was even worse.

Fang Yunyan was clearly introduced to him by Yuan Mo first. At first, he couldn't do anything, so he asked Qian Xian to help lead Fang Yunyan to do mathematical logic.

Now that he is finally free, Fang Yunyan has actually become a sought-after dessert.

In fact, Professor Ge Song wants to wait and see Fang Yunyan's research potential in other areas before expressing his opinion. It is understandable.

This is the state of education today.

Both high school and undergraduate students have little access to esoteric field of study knowledge.

Because even if they are exposed, they are forced to invest more time in various examinations, CET-4 and CET-6, IELTS, TOEFL and final exams.

It is difficult to have a whole block of time to do research in a certain area.

Therefore, professors are generally paid after graduate students.

Who would have thought that Fang Yunyan would come out this year.

As a sophomore in high school, he can independently deduce the evolution of the Sitafan conjecture and closed-circuit computing.

This also made the professors cherish their talents and wanted to keep her under the door.

They thought they were moving fast.

——In just a month or two after the Sittaphan conjecture and closed-circuit calculations.

Unexpectedly, someone moved faster and discovered Fang Yunyan's rough jade earlier.

Before Fang Yunyan deduced closed-circuit computation, he wrote her a letter of recommendation.

Moreover, the identity is still an academician.

A group of teachers had a headache, "No, Fang Yunyan must come to our mathematics department."

"Going to other departments just buried such a good talent."

"Even if it's an academician, we can't grab it, and Ge Song."

Ge Song: "???"

Professor Ge Song has a high professional title, but other teachers are older and have more teaching experience.

One was even a teacher of Professor Ge Song.