Ruan Anan pulled a smile from the corner of her mouth. "Why should we be so unfamiliar with each other? It's okay, Brother Yiran. I understand. You study hard every day. It's just a takeout order."
Expecting Ruan Anan to answer like this, Jiang Yiran curled his lips and felt a warm feeling in his heart. As expected, Anan was the most considerate.
Ruan Anan smiled at Jiang Yiran, her face gentle, but inwardly she was trying to convince herself that it was only one night, so she just had to endure it. After today, it was unlikely that she would come again...
At this time, Jiang Wuyang and Sang Wan were finishing cutting the last report card.
I took the report card back to the classroom, but found that the classroom lights were still on.
"Uncle, when can we go back? Do we really have to write this topic here?"
Xi Shuyue's miserable voice was heard.
Jiang Wuyang and Sang Wan paused and looked at each other, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.
What's going on? Is there anyone still in class at this hour?
The two did not go directly into the classroom, but stood at the window door and looked inside for a while.
Xi Shuyue sat in his seat, looking at the questions with a bitter look on his face, his lips moving in and out, but no one knew what he was saying.
Next to him, Xi Yubai was sitting in Yan Shu's seat, looking at Xi Shuyue seriously.
"No, finish writing and then go back."
The two were stunned. Isn't it Xi Yubai and Xi Shuyue, uncle and niece?
Is this right, God?
These two people look like brother and sister.
No wonder I had never seen Xi Yubai before. He came not long after Xi Shuyue arrived. It turns out there is such a relationship between them.
"Can you come in?"
Sang Wan looked at Jiang Wuyang.
Jiang Wuyang was silent, then nodded firmly: "Go!"
It's already half past six, and it will be past seven by the time she finishes posting the notes. She's still rushing home for dinner.
But their entanglement is really unnecessary.
Because Xi Yubai had already caught sight of the two of them out of the corner of his eye.
His voice was a little higher in pitch, and his voice was clear and cold, like a mountain spring.
"This problem will be easier using the de Broglie relation."
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