Of the fourteen students present, no one was balanced.

More or less will be envious.

After all, that is Mr. Liao, the golden sign of Tsinghua University, and a renowned scholar at home and abroad.

But if really want to talk about jealousy, except for Mao Jiuyu, no matter it is Jian Yiran or anyone else, there is no such thought in the bottom of heart.

Fang Yunyan's age is too different from theirs.

The three-year-old generation gap makes them jealous of a girl six or seven years younger than them, how strange it is.

Jian Yiran did not argue, but a boy next to him heard Mao Jiuyi's words and said, "What are you always arguing with your junior? She is so young, it makes sense for Mr. Liao to take care of her."

This is equivalent to directly poking a hornet's nest.

Mao Jiuyi almost exploded, "Younger? She's an adult, okay? Don't take age novels all day long, we should let her be when she's young?"

Although this is a serious tone, it is indeed the truth.

Respecting the old and loving the young is indeed a traditional virtue, but in the academic field, strength is the last word.

Mao Jiuyi said indifferently, "Why are you such a virgin?"

The boy can read the second book, and he has the background and precipitation, and he doesn't pay any attention to Mao Jiuyu's last personal attack.

He still maintained his previous attitude, dialectically said, "First of all, you must know that there is no give-and-take relationship between you and Fang Yunyan. Even without Fang Yunyan, Elder Liao will not take us."

As soon as these words came out, Mao Jiuyi's face instantly turned red.

Yes, from the beginning to the end, Fang Yunyan had no conflict of interest with them, and it was Mao Jiuyi's own jealousy that was at work.

The boys' double major is law, and their speech is particularly organized.

"Secondly, Fang Yunyan was young and came to the United States for the first time. It is reasonable for Mr. Liao to pay more attention."

After a pause, he said, "Even without Elder Liao, the rest of us will take good care of her."

After several days of contact with Fang Yunyan, Jian Yiran has a good impression of Yunyan.

This is not just because Yunyan is young and wants to take care of her, it represents everyone's recognition of her character and character.

An originally very happy breakfast finally ended in silence.

But everyone argues, and it is basically impossible to break up directly.

Just on the way to the venue, the atmosphere was really awkward.

After arriving at the venue, Mao Jiuli originally wanted to sit on the other side with the boys in his team, but the organizers have carefully allocated areas and seats to the people from each country.

Fourteen people got together again.

"Xiao Jiu, don't be angry, what he said just now really makes sense."

"Fang Yunyan is so much younger than us, so there is no reason to be jealous. The high starting point is not something we can control."

Seeing that several people who have always been close to him said so, Mao Jiuyi also knew how to judge the situation and kept his mouth shut.

The boy on Mao Jiuyi's side gave the others an 'OK' gesture, and everyone sat down.

About half an hour before the seminar started, Jian Yiran whispered to the people around her: "Oh, I saw it clearly yesterday, Lao Lao personally asked Fang Yunyan to take her, not Yunyan coquettishly pestering Lao Lao to bring her. "

The boy next to him who started the theory widened his eyes and asked, "Really?"

"Of course it's true, Yunyan's character is really likable."

The boy glanced at Mao Jiuyu and said, "I think it may be more than just likable."

Even if Mr. Liao loves children, he will not disregard the occasion.

This kind of large-scale, annual seminar, used to coax children, is really too big.

Therefore, Fang Yunyan must have other advantages besides 'good-looking and lovable personality'.

Jian Yiran can also think of this, but he still retorted in a low voice: "But Yunyan is still in high school, and he does high school problems every night."

After a pause, she said, "It shouldn't be the talent of Mo Shen and Ji Shen."

It was indeed Jian Yiran who said that the students led by Lao Lao might be geniuses like Mo Shen and Ji Shen, but since he knew that Yun Yan was still in high school.

She doesn't think so anymore.

Everyone knows how tiring high school life is.

There is simply no time to look at the literature for analysis.

Even if you are a genius, it is impossible to know everything in the world without learning anything.

Before Mo Shen and Ji Shen became famous, who didn't go to the library and laboratory every day?

The boy thought for a moment: "That makes sense."

The people next to them listened to what they were talking about and followed along, but he forgot to keep his voice down.

"Don't guess, Yunyan must have something special. But she is really young now. Maybe when Yunyan enters university, she will become like Mo Shen in a few years?"

This is the most optimistic view of Yunyan.

Hearing this, Mao Jiuyi sneered: "After so many years, who is the second God of Mo? I see, even if Fang Yunyan listened to the seminar, he couldn't understand a word."

Everyone present: "..." This is the same as what I can understand.

Don't you all listen to a few more relational words and logical chains, and then go back and make up for the literature?

Soon, there were more and more people in the venue, and the seminar was about to start in a minute.

Old man Naim stuck a little and walked in with his schoolbag.

After everyone saw it, they all cheered and applauded.

The old man made his seminar like a concert scene. Picking up the microphone was a passionate self-introduction.

During this period, Jian Yiran glanced at the front seat.

On the leftmost seat in the second row, Fang Yunyan was sitting obediently beside Mr. Liao.

The little girl looked at the big cow Naim on the stage, her eyes were smiling, and while clapping, she opened her mouth to say something to Mr. Liao.