Chapter 141 Lao Kong, do you know that the same thing happens by chance?
Just as they were having a lively chat in dormitory 101, Jiao Mingwu and Gu Zhizhong were drinking tea in the office of the School of Science and Technology.
"Lao Gu, have you read Xu Qingzhou's test paper?" Jiao Mingwu asked with a smile.
"Well, full marks." Gu Zhizhong took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and looked at Jiao Mingwu, "It should be similar over there."
Jiao Mingwu nodded slightly and said in an exclamatory tone: "It's a perfect score. Our Mathematics Institute has produced another genius. I can guarantee that in less than 10 years, he will definitely shine in the world of mathematics."
"As long as he can calm down and work hard, his future achievements will definitely be higher than those of you and me." Gu Zhizhong agreed.
"He's still doing Kramer's conjecture?" Jiao Mingwu asked curiously.
Gu Zhizhong burst into laughter: "I called Xiao Huang from the Supercomputing Center and he said that Xiao Xu hasn't been there for a long time and he probably gave up."
"Young people have to go through this journey." Jiao Mingwu also said with a smile.
"What we can rest assured is that the child's mentality has not been greatly affected."
The two of them did not delve into this topic, lest they have to bring up the embarrassing events of their youth, after all, but they had both put a lot of effort into these mathematical problems, and were hit hard.
Jiao Mingwu added some tea to himself and asked: "How is the training of this MCM?"
Gu Zhizhong is the instructor of this MCM in the School of Mathematics.
"It's not bad. It shouldn't be a problem to come back with an O Award." Gu Zhizhong smiled and said confidently.
The O Award is a special award in MCM. About 0.14% of the teams can win the O Award every year. The O Award will also be divided into different types of championship awards.
This is all something to say later. In 2014, Peking University’s performance was not ideal. It didn’t even get an O award, let alone a championship award.
This is a pain for the School of Mathematics at Peking University. The School of Mathematics at Peking University, which is famous for its strong mathematics, has not even won an O Award.
"It's a pity that Xu Qingzhou has just entered the school for one semester and cannot participate in this year's MCM. Otherwise, he would definitely get a championship award!" Jiao Mingwu regretted.
After finishing speaking, he smiled softly and said, "However, this year's CUMCM (National College Student Modeling Competition) is safe. We will compete in MCM next year."
Under normal circumstances, only sophomores can sign up to participate in CUMCM, because it requires a considerable knowledge reserve, and it is a waste of time and energy to go as a freshman.
Gu Zhizhong also nodded slightly. With Xu Qingzhou's strength, it would be no problem to win a prize.
On the other side, Xu Qingzhou and the four of them had finished eating and drinking, and it was already 10 o'clock in the evening.
After one semester of baptism, Kong Xianbo and Zhai Ziqiang were successfully upgraded from "rookies" to "rookies". Although they are both novices, their alcohol consumption has increased visibly.
For example, Zhai Ziqiang can still walk in a straight line after drinking 4 bottles of beer. Although he still needs Xu Zhengyang's support, it is much better than the original one bottle.
"You guys go first, I'll buy something." Xu Qingzhou looked at the food stall next to him, planning to buy something for Song Yao.
"Old Xu, keep an eye on them."
He warned again before leaving.
"Don't worry." Xu Zhengyang smiled and nodded.
Looking at Xu Qingzhou walking towards the food stall, Kong Xianbo took a deep breath. Lao Xu is his biggest competitor in these mathematics competitions.
Should I say it or not, Lao Xu is really fucking strong.
However, the great scientist Edison once said that success requires 99% sweat and 1% inspiration. Every time he works hard, there is a harvest. As long as he concentrates on studying, he will definitely be able to catch up, no, catch up with Lao Xu!
What's more, Lao Xu is still addicted to women!
This is the opportunity!
"Lao Kong, Lao Kong?"
At this moment, he suddenly heard someone calling him. Kong Xianbo turned around and saw Xu Zhengyang looking at him with a complicated expression, and said slowly: "Old Kong, have you ever heard of an idiom?"
"What idiom?"
Looking at Kong Xianbo, Xu Zhengyang said four words: "Unexpectedly."
Damn, the way Lao Kong looked at Lao Xu just now.
It's unclear, the way is unclear.
Especially the last look, there is a kind of domineering characteristic of a domineering president who "must get it".
If you think about it carefully, apart from Bai Yueguang, whom he misses so much, Lao Kong has only gone out with girls a handful of times.
"roll!"
10:30 pm.
Xu Qingzhou went downstairs to the Beijing University Library and sent a message to Song Yao, saying that he was waiting for her downstairs.
Song Yao replied coldly with the word "good".
After 5 minutes.
A good-looking figure appeared at the door of the library. Song Yao was wearing a mung bean-colored down jacket, a white scarf, and a simple high ponytail. She was simple with a hint of coolness.
Especially, coupled with the cold expression, it has an aura of keeping strangers away.
Xu Qingzhou waved his hand. During this period, Song Yao was so busy that he hadn't seen her for three days.
"Have you been drinking?"
Song Yao could smell the smell of alcohol on this guy from a distance.
"Well, let's have a dinner in the dormitory." Xu Qingzhou nodded.
Song Yao frowned: "Drink less."
"After I drink, I won't be as violent as someone," Xu Qingzhou joked with a smile. But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a hand pinching his waist along the open clothes, "Hiss~ ah! It hurts!"
"Song Yao, if you repay kindness with revenge, I am kind enough to give you food!"
Xu Qingzhou gritted his teeth in pain and lamented that she was a cold goddess just now, how could she suddenly turn into a resentful woman.
Song Yao also noticed what Xu Qingzhou was carrying on his back at this time, so he decided to let him go, took the things from Xu Qingzhou's hands, and warned: "Don't mention that matter in the future."
The last time he was drunk, he had obviously taken advantage of him, and on New Year's Eve, he treated it like he was paying it back.
The weather was very good, the night sky was clear, and the white moonlight poured down. In the quiet garden, the street lights on the paths emitted a soft orange light, which seemed to make people feel that the severe cold around them had weakened a bit.
On the bench, a young couple sat quietly.
Song Yao was very moved. When she opened the lunch box, the fragrant smell of fried buns hit her face.
She ate it in small bites. It was obviously an ordinary pan-fried bun, but it made her feel like she was eating something delicious.
Xu Qingzhou looked at the girl next to him, with a vague sense of fatigue hanging on his brows, and said: "You used to tell me that you should balance work with rest, but how come you end up so exhausted?"
"Are you caring about me?" Song Yao asked, feeling even happier.
"No, I'm worried that if you get sick, no one will be able to bring me food at night. What are you doing with your fists while you're waiting to eat?"
Song Yao was so angry that her teeth ached. This guy really deserved a beating. However, for the sake of this fried bun, she made a note of it and packed it together next time.
(End of chapter)