Chapter 12 Love Yourself

Su Yan read confusion in the boy's eyes.

But she didn't care.

Su Yan quickly looked away, raised her hand to throw the used disinfectant tissue into the trash can, and opened the textbook.

Fu Yanlin also sat down.

He also took out his textbook and opened it, frowning slightly.

He must find that person.

The first class of evening self-study happened to be math class.

The math teacher, Mr. Ding, is an old man in his early fifties.

He walked into the classroom with a beaming face, holding the lesson plan, and looked at his favorite general, Fu Yanlin: "How did you solve that problem?"

Before Fu Yanlin could answer, his classmates looked at him with admiration.

"Wow, he solved that math problem that's been sitting there for over a month? Fu is amazing! He's truly a top student!"

"Math genius!"

"Mr. Fu is my idol."

Su Yan sat in the last row, playing with a pen in her hand, looking lazily at Fu Yanlin's straight back.

"Sorry, teacher," Fu Yanlin said coldly amid the discussion of the crowd, "I didn't solve that problem."

Teacher Ding was stunned, then asked excitedly: "If it's not you? Then who is it?"

Is there a hidden math genius in their class?

Fu Yanlin shook his head: "I don't know either."

Teacher Ding immediately swept his eyes over the students present: "Who among you made this? Raise your hands?"

Class 15 is the top class.

All the students who are good at math in the whole grade are in this class.

If it’s not Fu Yanlin, then it’s other classmates.

Teacher Ding looked at the students expectantly.

However, no one raised their hand.

"It's not you?" Teacher Ding was a little disappointed.

Could he be a sophomore or freshman in high school?

That's so embarrassing.

The problems that the senior high school students couldn't solve were solved by the freshmen and sophomores.

It's a great shame and humiliation.

Seeing Teacher Ding's disappointed expression, Su Yan stopped spinning the pen.

She supported her head with one hand, and the diamond earring on her right ear sparkled in the light.

He looked at Old Man Ding lazily, then at Fu Yanlin's back.

In fact, she should have raised her hand.

But no one believed her even when she raised her hand.

Can the last-place student solve a math problem that even the top-place student can’t?

Isn’t this a fairy tale?

Even a college student from a 985 or 211 university might not be able to solve this math problem.

It was because Su Yan had traveled through the fast-travel world that his skills were fully upgraded and he was able to solve the problem easily.

So, she raised her hand, it's not appropriate.

There are only more than three months left until the college entrance examination.

Su Yan plans to make progress bit by bit.

Move up a few places in each exam so that it won't arouse suspicion.

By then, if she does well in the college entrance examination, everyone will be more accepting.

Teacher Ding was a little disappointed, but he quickly calmed down and took the lesson plan to review the key points and difficulties with the students.

"This question will definitely be on the college entrance exam. Even if it's not exactly the same question, it's a question of the same type. Is there anyone who doesn't know how to do it?"

Su Yan continued spinning the pen with a lazy look on his face.

…

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when the evening self-study ended.

Su Yan did not go back to the dormitory directly, but went to the school cake shop.

Su Yan bought herself a beautiful little cake for 198 yuan.

Today is her birthday.

Her eighteenth birthday.

After today, it means she has become an adult.

No one remembers her birthday, but it doesn’t matter, she celebrates her own birthday.

It doesn’t matter if no one loves her, she will love herself well.

Su Yan sat in the school's small flower bed, lit the candles, took the first bite of the cake, and whispered, "Happy birthday."

Su Yan loves sweets.

In a short while, she had eaten most of the cake.

Su Yan turned her eyes slightly to the young man who had been standing behind her for a long time: "Do you need me for something?"