"Why did the teacher ask a question today? She's never asked one before!"
"I guess it's because Ye Zhou is often late or leaves early. The teacher doesn't say anything, but he remembers it. There are still five minutes left in get out of class. Are we going to wait for Ye Zhou to finish answering before we can eat? I'm starving. If we wait another half hour, he'll be gone."
Some voices began to murmur among the students.
Ye Zhou picked up the chalk and glanced at the question.
These questions were indeed quite difficult at that time, and in the previous life, they were essential basic skills for programmers.
With a large hand waving across the blackboard, in less than a minute, a program that perfectly solved the problem appeared on the blackboard.
Ye Zhou politely put the chalk back. "Teacher, can you check if this is correct?"
The students below the stage were stunned.
"How could I not have thought of doing that?!"
"This solution is several times simpler than what I came up with. I was prepared to write several pages on it, but I didn't expect it could be solved perfectly in just ten lines!"
"Wow, that's amazing!"
The old professor adjusted his reading glasses and carefully examined the program. When such a program runs on a computer, it uses a multi-threaded work pool method for parallel computing, which greatly improves the running efficiency and occupies minimal memory.
It's simply wonderful!
These students are simply impossible to manage! It's hard to find even one or two students paying attention in a classroom, but when you ask them a question, they all know the answer.
He originally intended to make things difficult for a student today, to let them know that even winners who have fought their way through the toughest challenges from all over the country will encounter problems they can't solve.
"That's right, very well done." The old professor was heartbroken, feeling that he should retire; these students didn't need his teaching at all.
Ye Zhou glanced at the time on his phone; there were still three minutes left before get out of class ended.
Goodbye, teacher.
After saying that, Ye Zhou turned around and walked out the front door.
The last question was answered early, and the old professor said, "Students, can you all understand Ye Zhou's solution above?"
"I can understand it!"
"Alright, that's all for today's class. get out of class dismissed."
...
The bell rang, and everyone filed out.
Ye Zhou leaned against the classroom door and waited, while An Youhe was the last to come out.
He casually put his arm around the girl's shoulder. "What do you want to eat today? Do you want rice noodles?"
The two walked slowly, with Ye Zhou deliberately slowing his pace so that the girl wouldn't have to struggle to keep up with him.
"Rice noodles are fine too, I'd like tomato rice noodles," the girl said in a soft, sweet voice.
"Do you prefer tomatoes or noodles? Why do you always eat things with tomatoes in them?"
"Because tomatoes are delicious, and they taste especially good when mixed with white sugar."
Do you like scrambled eggs with tomatoes?
"I love it so much."
"Do you like tomatoes more or me more?" Ye Zhou changed the subject and began to ask a sharp question.
"Emmmm, Ye Zhou can't be eaten, so how can these two be compared? There's no way to compare them!" the girl said earnestly.
"How can there be no comparison? Ye Zhou can eat too."
The girl looked up and sized up the boy in the black trench coat, and came to a conclusion.
"Ye Zhou doesn't taste good."
"Yoho." Ye Zhou used his Shadowless Hand technique, attacking the soft flesh of the girl's waist through a thin layer of fabric.
"Why do you say I'm not tasty when you haven't even tried it?"
An Youhe was unable to resist the attack and started giggling, dodging as she laughed, almost unable to breathe.
"Ye Zhou is delicious, Ye Zhou is the best, even better than tomatoes, hahaha."
Ye Zhou tightly embraced the girl's slender waist. The two faced each other, their waists pressed together, breathing heavily into each other's eyes.
The originally humorous atmosphere suddenly turned somewhat ambiguous.
Pink bubbles were about to overflow between the two of them.
Ye Zhou lowered his head and rested his chin on the girl's fair and smooth neck.
The scent sprayed onto the skin caused it to turn slightly red.
The girl's body was stiff, and she dared not move at all.
Ye Zhou was amused by the girl's shy reaction. He didn't dare to do anything, but simply turned his head, brushed the girl's loose hair aside, and kissed her slender swan neck.
An Youhe's heart was pounding, especially when she met Ye Zhou's captivating peach blossom eyes.
So chilly, even more chilly than a kiss.
Ye Zhou straightened up, a smile playing on his lips, and raised an eyebrow at the girl, "Why aren't you calling me Ye Zhouzhou anymore?"
"Ye Zhou, Zhou?" The girl wondered, but a wealth of information was being drawn out of her mind.
At this moment, An Youhe successfully demonstrated what a pupil earthquake is.
She remembered.
She kept pestering Ye Zhou for a kiss, saying she liked it. Ye Zhou carried her on his back, and she held his face in her hands, forcing him to kiss her.
Even the red marks on his neck were something he forced himself to do.
He even made Ye Zhou take off his clothes...
How could she do such a thing? This is just too much...
As expected, she had forced Ye Zhou back then, but fortunately Ye Zhou held his ground, otherwise, she might have done something even more outrageous.
"You remember everything?" Ye Zhou asked tentatively.
"Mmm," the girl replied softly, "I misspoke after drinking, I'm sorry."
Ye Zhou ruffled the girl's hair. "I still prefer you when you're drunk; you look so wild."
The girl covered her face. "No, that's not me."
"Why are you denying it again, you wild kitten?"
"No, that's not it."
Seeing the girl's cheeks quickly rising in temperature, if she's so easily embarrassed, what will happen if the two of them live a shameless life every day? Won't the girl be so embarrassed that she'll explode?
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. Do you know how to be cute?"
A gap appeared between the index and middle fingers. "Are you being coquettish?"
An Youhe was used to being independent. She used to often act spoiled with her parents. But since she started living with her grandmother, she has started doing farm work and feeding poultry. Gradually, she has forgotten how to act spoiled.
Ye Zhou ruffled the girl's hair. "It's okay to be a little spoiled sometimes. Don't always be so sensible, okay?"
The girl's eyes were red as she leaned closer to Ye Zhou and wrapped her arms around his waist.
"good."
Ye Zhou lowered his head and snuggled close to the top of the girl's head, rubbing against her like a big dog.
Then, he heard an unexpected sound.
"Ye Zhouzhou~"
"Yes, yes, let's go eat tomato rice noodles, I want some too."
"Uh-huh."
As soon as get out of class ends at noon, the cafeteria becomes crowded. Fortunately, there are many restaurants outside the school, and the prices are almost the same as those at the school.
The air conditioner in the restaurant wasn't on, and it was covered in a layer of dust.
It's autumn now, the weather is cool, and there's no need to turn on the air conditioner.
The two sat in a rather inconspicuous spot against the wall.
I ordered two bowls of tomato rice noodles, and the owner brought them over shortly afterward.
"Thank you, boss."
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