Chapter 3 Routines

The school's curriculum is very intensive. There are five classes in the morning and five in the afternoon. There is only an hour of lunch time between the morning and afternoon classes. If you happen to have classes in the morning and afternoon, you can't even make it back to the teaching area. The largest restaurant in Asia.

This "Linear Algebra" was set up in the afternoon one or two sessions. After the course, most of the students hurried to other classrooms for class.

The huge classroom was soon empty.

Ran Xing had no class in the afternoon, so he was not in a hurry to leave. He simply sat in the classroom and studied by himself, trying to understand the knowledge that the professor taught today, but the effect was not ideal.

After watching it for a long time, she understood everything she could understand, and she still didn't understand what she didn't understand.

In mathematics, a subject that eats talent, Ran Xing feels that he is mentally retarded every time he learns it.

If you can't learn it...don't learn it!

Although laziness is not a terminal illness, for Ran Xing, it is a medicine without a cure.

easy

And convince herself to give up without any guilt, even if this class is related to her graduation.

Most of the time, Ran Xing acted leisurely and calmly, unhurriedly, but to put it bluntly, he was just lazy and ordinary with talent, and it wasn't that he didn't want to struggle, but every time he struggled for a while, he was hit by reality.

For example, in linear algebra, it is useless for her to struggle, so why is she struggling.

After closing the books and packing up the stationery, Ran Xing planned to go back.

It seemed that the movement was a bit loud, and Fu Xuechen, who had been sleeping beside her, suddenly woke up. He slept for two classes in a row, and slept very well, but sleeping on his stomach was inevitably uncomfortable. He just woke up. Stretching and pinching the back of the neck, stretched the body and moved the muscles and bones.

A prosperous beauty is a prosperous beauty, the most common and ordinary movements, he does it very beautifully.

She suddenly wanted to watch him do radio gymnastics, and felt that if she did radio gymnastics with "fairy looks", she would definitely attract the whole school to "Dancing Youth" together.

However, Ran Xing thought about it for a while, and said sincerely, "I'm sorry!"

The little girl apologized to herself with a soft voice and a sincere face, Fu Xuechen was stunned, and in retrospect he smiled lazily: "Ran wake up, what did you do to make me sorry, I'll listen to you. !"

Between the expressions, the exiled immortals are generally clean and elegant.

The tone of voice is full of jokes and jokes.

This man is so contradictory.

Ran Xing was quite surprised by his behavior of calling out her name, but thinking that people are math geniuses, and it is natural for such people to remember their personal names, so she no longer minds, and just explained it earnestly: "When the teacher named him, I shouldn't be looking at you."

Fu Xuechen felt that this approach was a bit clumsy, but he looked at the little girl's fair, delicate, pure and innocent face, but he was intrigued and responded lazily, "Really!"

Fu Xuechen, who was full of sleep, no longer looked tired, and his whole person was in high spirits and shining. That feeling, like a vixen who has been ruthlessly harvesting yin and replenishing yang, an indescribable evildoer.

Fu Xuechen is a handsome man who is more handsome than Ben, and his appearance is absolutely ridiculous, but after a sleep, his appearance has risen to a higher level. Now he is a kind of blingbling handsome.

Fortunately, Ran Xing, who has been addicted to the second dimension for many years, has resisted the beauty of the prosperous world, otherwise he will definitely be hooked. Ran Xing's mood can be said to be calm when facing the fox spirit, and she then said frankly: "It's not I deliberately looked at you, that is... you have two hair spins on the top of your head, the first time I saw someone with two hair spins, I just... looked at it for a while, and then the professor asked you to answer the question."

Fu Xuechen: "..."

Dare to love turned out to be his hair spin...attracted all the attention of the little girl.

Dare to love his hair spin is more attractive than his face.

Dare to love his talent is not as attractive as the swirl on the top of his head.

Ran Xing seemed to be quite interested in his hair spins, she asked in a naive voice, "Isn't it smarter to have two hair spins?"

To be honest, if one more hairpin could make it easy for her to learn Linear Algebra well, then she would still rather have one more, even if there was a double risk of going bald.

Fu Xuechen: "..."

The little girl is really only interested in the spin on the top of his head!

He was inexplicably a little frustrated, but soon he smiled and relaxed again. After all, the hair spin is also a part of his body, and it is also a skill to use the hair spin on the top of the head to attract the attention of the little girl.

Fu Xuechen easily accepted the fact that he used his hair spin to hook up with people, and replied with a chuckle, "There is no literature on this aspect to prove that the hair spin on the top of the head is related to IQ."

Ran Xing gave a delicate "Huh?", obviously wanting to hear more.

Fu Xuechen looked at the eyes that were as clean and clear as a deer and full of curiosity, so he had to show off, although he didn't know what to show off: "The hair spin is mainly related to the lanugo. During the development of the fetus in the mother, the lanugo will follow the body. The peristalsis of the mother produces different results. For example, for me, there may be a lot of movement in the mother's womb, and I accidentally gave myself two spins."

Ran Xing understood, and successfully drew inferences from one case to another: "This is the same as IQ, it's innate."

Fu Xuechen said lazily, "Anyway, it was decided in my mother's womb. At that time, I was too young to be sensible. If I was sensible, I would never move around, just let myself grow a hair spin."

Ran Xing nodded in approval: "Two spins are really not good."

Fu Xuechen nodded in agreement, his hairstyle was not easy to take care of.

But obviously, Ran Xing thought of other aspects: "It's easier to go bald."

Fu Xuechen choked for a moment, and subconsciously reached out and brushed a handful of hair. His thick bangs were pulled up and pressed against the top of his head by a hand as long as jade.

He has so much hair and is so young, for the time being... don't worry about it!

The boy's heavy bangs were lifted, and his smooth and full forehead was exposed, and together with his thrush-like eyebrows, he outlined an exquisite face.

Very handsome, and the kind of handsome method that shocks all beings.

And the picture of a handsome man stroking his hair casually is just... quite flirtatious.

Ran Xing is very resistant to the beauty of the prosperous age, but he has to admit that this person is a mess.

However, this feeling was only for a moment, Ran Xing naturally pulled back the topic just now: "You are studying mathematics!"

Fu Xuechen nodded: "Yes!"

Ran Xing said seriously: "For a super difficult subject like mathematics, maybe you read Linear Algebra and Calculus at first, but you will definitely read On How to Treat Hair Loss later on. now..."

Fu Xuechen: "..."

Ran Xing concluded: "It's just... you've become stronger, and you've also become bald."

Fu Xuechen: "..."

Ran Xing thought of something again, and then reminded: "And if you have two hair spins, you have double the risk of baldness, so stay up late in the future, it's easy to lose your hair if you stay up late."

Fu Xuechen: "..."

Learning math, two spins, staying up late...

Fu Xuechen, who had thick hair, suddenly found that he had several necessary and sufficient conditions for baldness.

After Ran Xing finished talking, he saw a strange look on Fu Xuechen's beautiful face.

Only then did she realize that she had said something very unpleasant just now.

She knew that she had chatted to death again.

Well, as a two-dimensional otaku, she is really not used to the social activities of three-dimensional, and always acts as a "topic terminator".

She didn't know what to do either, so... let the embarrassing breath flow.

Over there, Fu Xuechen recalled it and said lazily, "That's fine!"

Ran Xing subconsciously turned his head to look at him.

Fu Xuechen's voice was slow and long: "I will start using the Overlord to prevent slipping tomorrow."

Now it was Ran Xing's turn to be silent.

This is the first time she sees the real person who is in the three dimensions around her and naturally takes over the stalks of her two dimensions.

She couldn't help but glance at him again.

Fu Xuechen stopped talking about this topic, but began to introduce himself: "Fu Xuechen."

Ran Xing was still a little shaken, and subconsciously "Huh?"

Fu Xuechen said, "My name."

Ran Xing nodded and replied, "I know!"

She did know, even if it wasn't long before.

Fu Xuechen said again, "Paper and pen."

Ran Xing had no choice but to take out the notebook and signature pens that had been packed up and hand them over.

Fu Xuechen turned a page at will, and wrote down the words "Fu Xuechen" in a dance.

Fu Xuechen's calligraphy looks like he has been practicing calligraphy for many years. It is not only beautiful, but also has a strong self-style.

just...too big...

Ran Xing saw the three big characters that almost flew out of the paper, and thought that Fu Xuechen might be too popular in school and was used to signing autographs for his fans. Ran Xing took another elective class with him. She also regarded him as his fan girl group, so she signed a name for her.

Fine!

Just sign it, just don't know if Fu Xuechen's signature can be sold for money.

Fu Xuechen showed her his name and asked, "Where's your name, what two characters are there?"

So, I was not signing myself just now, but simply introducing myself.

Ran Xing was surprised, but he still turned to the first page of the notebook, pointed the word "Ran Xing" neatly to him, and politely exchanged names with him: "My name."

When Fu Xuechen saw those two words, he nodded clearly, and immediately put his left elbow on the desk, with his cheek on the back of his hand, and looked at her lazily: "Ran Xing, what major are you in?"

Ran Xing has been studying in this school for a year, and he knows that after asking his name, he will ask about his major. It is a very common awkward chat among college students. Ran Xing replied frankly: "Chinese."

Fu Xuechen asked, "Which direction?"

This university is a large category of admissions, and the second year is divided into specific majors and directions.

As long as your grade point is high enough in your freshman year, you will have a lot of room for choosing a major and a direction in your second year.

Ran Xing had a roommate who was a scholar and went to study finance.

However, Ran Xing is obviously the kind of scumbag who can't get her grades. She didn't run out of the Humanities College, but continued to study Chinese, reading: "Classical Literature."

Fu Xuechen laughed lightly. His voice was like the strings of a cello, sweet and melodious: "I'm quite interested in classical literature. Can you give me your class schedule? I want to go to your class."

Ran Xing knew that the top students in this school were super hardworking and would take courses with a lot of credits and a lot of credits. Fu Xuechen, who was also a math Olympian and Qiu Sai, was obviously one of them. He wanted to major in classical literature. It is also understandable that the courses improve the literary literacy.

Ran Xing responded softly: "Wait a minute."

Saying that, went to get phone, unlocked it with fingerprint, and flipped through the photo album to give him the timetable.

She is lazy and naturally too lazy to transcribe the timetable. She directly took a picture of her timetable from the educational administration system and saved it on her mobile phone. At this time, she found the picture and handed it to Fu Xuechen.

Fu Xuechen glanced at her class schedule, with an elegant and gentle expression: "I'm too lazy to copy it, send it to me on WeChat, and I'll scan it for you!"

First asked for name, then asked for the timetable, and then asked for WeChat...

Is this person trying to trick me? ! !

Ran Xing was keenly aware that something was wrong, she glanced at Fu Xuechen out of the corner of her eyes, the boy was sitting there coldly and gracefully with a fox-like skin that was enchanting and seductive.

That gesture, indescribably graceful calm, modest and elegant;

That look, indescribably sincere, sincere, clean and innocent.

A harmless face.

It doesn't seem to be tricking me.

After all, such a good-looking boy will never be short of girls.

Thinking again that when he looked at her in class, he was so bored that he fell asleep. She guessed that people's interest is indeed in knowledge, not in people.

Thinking about it this way, Ran Xing simply opened WeChat, clicked to scan, scanned Fu Xuechen's QR code, added his WeChat, and sent the class schedule.

In the near future, Ran Xing discovered that she really didn't think about it at this time.

What Fu Xuechen was interested in was not knowledge, but people.

It's just that he was too young at the time, and he didn't see his routine clearly.

The author has something to say: Fu Shen finally woke up, but, what the hell, my hair spin is even better than me! ! !