Chapter 25 025 Can’t let her sneak back to study literature!

"Why are you so slow today?" Ren Wanxuan had packed up and was waiting for him.

They had to hurry to meet Dr. Gao's assistant.

Everyone was very active in the past, but today Chen was much slower.

There were many people in the classroom, and Chen knew that he didn't want to announce that Bai Zhuo was related to the Ren family, so he didn't say anything.

It wasn't until they got in the car that he asked, "Who is your relative?"

"What kind of relative can he be? Qingshui Street, my grandfather and others have checked, and the household registration is in the Ji family." Ren Wanxuan knew he was talking about Bai Zhuo, and she didn't care, "What's wrong with her?"

"It's very strange..." Chen looked out the window, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were filled with confusion, "Why did the head teacher lend her Jiangjing's big thing..."

Ren Wanxuan was looking at the address sent to her by Dr. Gao's assistant.

Hearing this, she suddenly raised her head: "Are you sure?"

"Nine out of ten." He shouldn't be wrong.

**

Xiangcheng, CRFS Research Institute.

Jiang Fuli stared at the detector, holding a paper board in one hand and a pen in the other. His whole face was in the inconspicuous darkness of the laboratory, and his expression was cold.

The team members standing behind him didn't dare to breathe loudly.

"The probability of producing deuterium is not high. Intensify the exploration of gamma rays," he scribbled a few notes, tilted his head, handed the notebook to his assistant, and asked: "You know the principle, right?"

He raised his head and randomly pointed to a team member.

The team members held their heads high. After He Wen's recorder arrived, they took it out again and again to review what they had forgotten: "When deuterium enters the detector, it will be captured by atoms to form strange atoms, thereby releasing gamma rays..."

Seeing that he could answer smoothly, the other team members' hearts were instantly relieved.

Jiang Fuli retracted his gaze, and it was much easier to lead.

Jiang Fuli walked outside while unbuttoning his radiation-proof jacket, and said in a dull voice: "Send the experimental report to my email."

The assistant followed closely behind him with a notebook.

"By the way," Jiang Fuli's fingertips stopped on the dark blue button, and his slightly raised phoenix eyes lowered, "Go get two invitation codes for the Jiangjing University preparatory camp."

"Okay." The assistant wrote this down in the itinerary.

Jiang Fuli had nothing else to do, so he leisurely put his coat in the lounge, picked up his phone and walked into the elevator.

He has been going home very early recently.

Of course, this "early" is relative to his past.

The assistant stood outside the elevator, and only when the elevator reached the surface did he feel no pressure from the other party.

He remembered what Jiang Fuli had told him to do.

Go to Jiangjing University to ask for the invitation code for the reserve camp.

Not to mention Jiang Fuli's status in the physics community of Jiangjing University, just the research funding that the Jiang family gives to Jiangjing University every year, let alone two invitation codes, they would not say a word if they were asked to change the name of the reserve camp.

But why does he want an invitation code?

Those who can enter his laboratory are all academic gods who are snatched by Jiangjing University for the app quota, and everyone has an account for the reserve camp.

The assistant couldn't figure it out, but he didn't dare to speculate.

The boss must have his reasons for what he did.

**

Thursday.

Because there was a monthly exam on the weekend, Zhang Shize didn't go out during the break.

Instead, he sat in the classroom to review.

"Ah, damn English," Zhang Shize looked at abandon and felt that this was his biggest enemy in this life, "I have never hated Emperor Jiang Wen so much, really."

Zhang Shize complained to the person behind him, "If he had let Bai Li, not Bai Li, but one of Bai Chongyu or Bai Xiangjun, live ten more years, maybe we wouldn't have to learn this damn English!"

"Let me be reborn in the Dayong Dynasty, and I will kill Emperor Jiang Wen!" The person behind him agreed deeply.

Zhang Shize nodded with satisfaction, and patted his deskmate on the shoulder: "Study God, what's your opinion?"

Ning Xiao glanced at him, but didn't reply. He just called Bai Ti and pointed out the unclear parts in his notes to Bai Ti.

Ning Xiao's face was cold, "Did you understand this last night?"

Bai Ti went to eat after listening last night, so he didn't dare to say that he didn't remember some of it.

Bai Ti turned around, one hand lazily resting on the back of her chair, and the other hand holding a pen to draw on his notebook, her fingertips white: "Assuming the magnetic induction intensity in each direction, the magnetic field distribution function is this formula... The leading class can be judged..."

She spoke slowly and explained it very clearly.

Zhang Shize next to him clearly had not studied the competition questions, but for a moment he also felt that he understood.

Ning Xiao felt a little scared and looked at Bai Shi, his gloomy face was surprised: "Do you have visual memory?"

How could she understand it after listening to it once?

And the way of explanation was obviously completely different from Jiang Fuli, but it was clearer.

Ning Xiao has always been confident in learning. Now it's Jiang Fuli first and then Bai Shi.

Even that child often makes him doubt his life.

Bai Shi turned the pen slowly on her fingertips, and then held it in an instant, thinking about the meaning of "visual memory". She nodded, "It's possible."

Ning Xiao took back the notebook, "I only established the palace memory, not as fast as you."

His comprehension ability is not as good as hers.

Zhang Shize, who was still reciting abandon next to him, searched the meaning of visual memory and palace memory.

After searching, he was stunned.

That's great.

His deskmate in front of him: Image memory.

His deskmate: Palace memory.

Him: Seven-second memory.

Zhang Shize put away his phone expressionlessly, angrily opened the vocabulary book, and after reading a page, he looked at his deskmate and deskmate in front of him with envy and hatred.

There are so many people with good memory in the world.

What would happen if there was one more? !

After Bai Di and Ning Xiao finished discussing the topic, Lu Xiaohan turned around and talked to Bai Di.

"Bai Di, look," Lu Xiaohan secretly took out her phone and showed her a picture, "This is the sword dance costume we picked for you, do you think it's okay?"

Bai Di raised her head.

It was a set of ancient style clothes, the top was a white outer shirt with gold edges, and the bottom skirt was red embroidered with black and gold layered patterns.

"I think you will look good in it." Lu Xiaohan looked at her with wide eyes. Bai Di wore a horse-faced skirt when she first came here, and she thought it was very stunning.

But the color was too plain.

So this time she deliberately picked red.

The most beautiful people should of course match the most dazzling colors.

"Bai Shi?" Seeing that Bai Shi didn't respond, Lu Xiaohan couldn't help but call her.

"Yeah," Bai Shi came back to her senses after looking at the picture. Her long black eyelashes drooped slightly, covering her dark black pupils. She supported her chin with her hand, and seemed a little lazy: "Thank you, but I don't wear this kind of color now."

"Ah? Well then," Lu Xiaohan touched her nose, a little regretful, but didn't ask more: "What about this smoky blue?"

She turned to a picture at the back.

Bai Shi raised her eyes slightly and gave Lu Xiaohan a lazy smile, "No need, my clothes are all made for me by my grandfather. When the time comes, I will find a suitable one, and you can just match it with a long sword."

Every piece of clothing made by Ji Heng can be put on the stage.

Bai Shi sometimes thinks that it would be a waste to make clothes for her with such craftsmanship.

"Don't you need it?" Lu Xiaohan didn't give up. She still wanted to buy a nice skirt for Bai Shi: "We have plenty of class fees."

Seeing that Bai Shi really didn't need it, she could only give up this plan.

Go pick a long sword for Bai Shi.

Since they can't buy clothes, then they will buy the best-looking long sword.

**

Training class.

Ning Xiao was working hard on the questions the whole time. Apart from studying, it was difficult for him to be interested in other things.

After watching the screen recording, Bai Shi took out her mobile phone, typed slowly, and asked Jiang Fuli——

[After I finish reading the big physics, can I give the book to the teacher? ]

On the other side of the phone, Jiang Fuli just took off his glasses and saw this sentence.

I don’t know what others think, but Teacher Jiang really thinks that someone is very cute. They will ask him about everything.

Teacher Jiang: [It’s yours if I give it to you. Do with it as you please.]

Bai Wei put her phone back after receiving the message. She looked up and poked Ning Xiao’s shoulder casually with a pen, "There is a book, do you want to read it?"

"What book?" Ning Xiao turned his head and asked in a low voice.

Bai Wei took out the Physics of Jiangjing University and showed it to him, "This."

No one in the lecture hall noticed Bai Wei.

But Chen, who had been paying attention to Bai Wei today, was sure this time that the book in Bai Wei’s hand was the Physics of Jiangjing University.

He was not wrong yesterday.

Beside Chen, Ren Wanxuan also noticed his gaze and looked in the direction of Bai Wei, "He actually gave it to her..."

It was hard for her not to feel jealous.

When I heard Chen say that yesterday, I didn't believe it, until I saw it with my own eyes today.

The head teacher of Class 8 handed out the homework for tonight, "Everyone, do your homework well. The principal has called me for a meeting. If you have any questions, please contact me on WeChat or ask me tomorrow." After

that, he turned and walked out.

"Teacher."

Ren Wanxuan took a deep breath and stood up in the eyes of everyone.

"Ren Wanxuan," the head teacher just arrived at the door of the stepped classroom. He stopped when he heard the voice and was a little surprised, "Do you have any questions?"

Ren Wanxuan was holding her bag. She looked at the head teacher and said in front of everyone: "Teacher, I have always believed in you. But why, you should know how poor Bai Di's comprehensive ability is, and you must know whose relationship she got in through. Why do you favor her in everything?"

After saying this, Bai Di raised her head and squinted at Ren Wanxuan.

The head teacher of Class 8 was stunned when he heard what Ren Wanxuan said, "I am biased towards her?"

"Yesterday I asked you to borrow Jiangjing's big thing, and you said I couldn't borrow it," Chen Zhao didn't expect Ren Wanxuan to say it directly. He looked at Bai Shi with a complicated look, and after a moment of hesitation, he still stood on Ren Wanxuan's side, "But today it was clearly lent to Bai Shi."

If Ren Wanxuan's words just now were not a big deal.

Chen Zhao's words stirred up thousands of waves in the lecture hall.

Among the top students here, there is no one who has not heard of Jiangjing University's physics.

Everyone is selfish, why lend it to Bai Shi without telling them?

Everyone's eyes turned to Bai Shi -

Bai Shi was still sitting in the chair in the same position, her dark and clear eyes were calm and composed, and her fair and slender fingers were still loosely holding a book.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she lazily turned the book around, and a strand of black hair lazily fell on her eyebrows.

She didn't care about anyone's eyes at all.

The head teacher of Class 8 also reacted.

He finally knew why the people in the training class avoided Bai Shi.

"Whose relationship did she have to get into the training class?" The head teacher of Class 8 returned to the podium.

He looked at Ren Wanxuan without retreating. Ren

Wanxuan still had a sneer on her face. She didn't want the head teacher to get away with it: "How did she get into the training class with 85 points? You're asking even though you know the answer."

In her eyes, Bai Shi was just another person in Qingshui Street.

Apart from the Ren family, what other relationship could Bai Shi have?

The other people in the training class had similar ideas to Ren Wanxuan.

They all got in with their own strength. Suddenly, someone who didn't know what he was came. It was normal for this group of arrogant top students to look down on Bai Shi.

"Students and teachers should establish a trusting relationship," the head teacher nodded. He looked at Ren Wanxuan, "Ren, Chen, let's solve the first question first."

The phone in his hand rang at that moment.

It was the principal. "Mr. Li, why haven't you come yet? I have good news..."

"That's right, principal," the head teacher said calmly. He interrupted the principal and said, "I want to ask, who helped Bai Shi get into the training class?"

Ren Wanxuan looked at the head teacher quietly.

The sarcasm on her lips seemed to be saying, "Let's see what you can say."

"What kind of relationship?" In the silent classroom, the principal's voice came out clearly through the loudspeaker, very surprised, "Bai Xi was specially recruited because of a set of vortex-ring collision data. Didn't I tell you this last time you asked? Lao Li, are you old and have a bad memory?"

After the principal finished speaking, he said seriously: "Bai Xi's sensitivity to data is unprecedented. Lao Li, you have to keep an eye on her for me. There are many people watching her. Don't let her sneak back to study literature!"

The whole staircase classroom was audible.

Lao Li has a long way to go to teach students.

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Good night~