Eight in the morning.
When Qiao Ze followed the three people in the dormitory into the classroom, a clear voice sounded: "Qiao Ze, this way."
It was Su Mucheng who was standing in the last row of the classroom, greeting Qiao Ze gracefully.
This greeting also caused almost everyone in the class to focus on Qiao Ze, who was walking behind Zhang Zhou.
Good guy, the squad leader cleared the way, the league secretary was by his side, and the school committee took the initiative to say hello...
This kind of treatment for freshmen is indeed unparalleled.
Fortunately, Qiao Ze was already used to this feeling of being focused on by countless eyes.
He changed schools three times in high school. Every time he appeared in the class as a newcomer, everyone looked at him the same way.
There are even more extreme ones.
It is also common to be stared at with aggressive and offensive looks.
So the curious looks in the classroom were nothing to Qiao Ze.
He just thought of the agreement last night and walked naturally towards the back row of the classroom.
Chen Yiwen paused for a moment, then walked to the front row of the classroom as usual.
Zhang Zhou and Gu Zhengliang looked at each other and followed Chen Yiwen silently.
Hey...it's not that I don't want to hug my thigh, it's that I really don't want to be treated like a dog anymore...
What a stupid dog that is more miserable than a licking dog.
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Classroom 301 in the Science Building is a large classroom that can accommodate 132 people. There are a total of twelve rows. The seat occupied by Su Mucheng is the third row from the bottom.
It was already very far back, and she was the only one sitting at this time.
There are two classes in the Basic Mathematics major of the School of Mathematics, with a total of 83 students. Therefore, there is an unwritten rule when taking professional courses in a large classroom. No one can sit in the last three rows, otherwise it will definitely attract the attention of the professor. .
Especially in the School of Mathematics, if you don’t want to fail the course at the end of the semester, it is actually very important to be regular.
It left a bad impression on the professor. If there were any minor problems in the exam, disgusting scores like 58 or 59 might appear.
Not only does it cost money to repair, it's also a waste of time.
In short, when a true cultural person intends to bury someone, he can always make a flower out of it.
But obviously this is not a problem for Su Mucheng, who is number one in grade, and Qiao Ze, a transfer student.
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Countless eyes followed Qiao Ze until he sat down next to Su Mucheng. The classroom became more lively, and whispers could be heard from time to time.
As usual, Qiao Ze would not pay attention to this.
Apparently Su Mucheng didn't care much about those strange looks. When Qiao Ze sat down, they started chatting enthusiastically: "Huh? You didn't bring a book!"
"Well, the counselor didn't take me to pick up my books yesterday."
"It doesn't matter, then we can just use one." As she said that, Su Mucheng opened the book to the position where it was taught in the previous class, and then placed it generously between the two of them.
Qiao Ze took a look at Juanxiu's handwriting on the book and wanted to say that he had already studied this course on his own and didn't need to read the book.
But thinking about the remarks made by the two people in the dormitory about showing off, he still held back.
After all, Qiao Ze actually didn't want to express himself deliberately.
Even so, many eyes still circled around him, such as the three girls sitting together in the row in front. When she looked at him, there was an inexplicable smile on her face.
Fortunately, Qiao Ze is used to it.
"By the way, Qiao Ze, I forgot to ask you. Did the professor reply yesterday?"
In fact, Su Mucheng had already learned the details of the professor's reply from Zhang Zhou via WeChat in the morning, but there were still ten minutes before class, and she needed a topic.
"Yeah." Qiao Ze nodded and had no idea of saying anything. Anyway, he didn't want to show off.
"Wow, you are so awesome!" Su Mucheng raised her hand to cover her mouth, staring at Qiao Ze with her big shining eyes, not hiding the pure admiration in her eyes.
"Um...are you okay?"
Qiao Ze, who was accustomed to being scrutinized by all kinds of weird eyes, had never experienced such obvious admiration. At this moment, he actually felt slightly unnatural.
At the same time, the girls in the front row were chatting more happily.
"Our Chengzi is serious!"
"Before, so many boys chased Chengzi, and many handsome Chengzi didn't even look at her. I thought she was too late to be sensible. Who would have thought that she would take the initiative and be so unrestrained, I was ashamed."
"Yes, but Orange's vision is too unique, isn't it?"
"What do you know? This is probably the legendary attraction theorem of top students?"
"Hey, Lu Dandan, what are you talking about? By the way, what's going on with the school committee today?"
"Ha...go away, stop asking about other people's affairs!"
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Well, the little girls didn’t know that Qiao Ze’s hearing was so good.
Although I couldn't understand everything they said in whispers, I could always guess the exact meaning based on the context.
This also made Qiao Ze feel a little confused.
Then he asked directly: "Are you serious when you say you want to chase me?
"Um..." Su Mucheng probably didn't expect Qiao Ze to speak so directly. Her little face, which was already lightly made up, was stained with a red glow with a hint of shame, and she wrinkled slightly out of habit. After wrinkled his nose, he still replied stubbornly: "You are serious, what's wrong?"
Qiao Ze said firmly: "But I am sick. All my high school classmates know it."
"Ah?" Su Mucheng was stunned, then frowned and asked, "Are you sick?"
Qiao Ze nodded, then pointed to his head and said seriously: "I am really sick here."
"What disease is it specifically? What are the symptoms? Does it hurt?" Su Mucheng asked seriously.
Qiao Ze shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt. As for the symptoms..."
Qiao Ze thought for a moment and decided to be honest: "Maybe if I talk too much to stupid people, I will feel that my IQ is polluted. If I are forced to do some simple questions, I will not be able to concentrate at all like this... "
After hearing this, Su Mucheng's eyes lit up again, and she said in the same sincere tone: "Ah, you actually have this disease? Really, I don't want to talk to people who are too stupid. It feels like Being murdered slowly! We are so pitiful! Hey, by the way, do we have sympathy for each other?"
Qiao Ze was a little surprised and asked, "Really?"
Su Mucheng nodded vigorously and said vividly: "Really! One time I was watching a variety show with my mother, and the celebrity invited couldn't even solve a quadratic equation. I was so stupid that I cried at that time. Now! I don’t dare to watch any domestic variety shows anymore! I’m afraid that I’ll be infected with stupid diseases by them!”
Qiao Ze was stunned and said suspiciously: "It's impossible, right? How could there be a star in this world who is so stupid that he can't solve a quadratic equation? Shouldn't this be something that comes naturally when he gets older? Child stars ?”
Su Mucheng said quickly: "It's true! She's not a child star! Just wait..."
After saying that, she took out her mobile phone and started searching...
Fortunately, the class bell rang in time, and the professor with his bag interrupted the two people who had the same problem.
When the music in class stopped, Professor Ma, who was in charge of teaching ordinary differential equations, looked around the classroom and then asked: "There is a new classmate Qiao Ze in the class, right? Is Qiao Ze here? Stand up and let me know Let me see."
Professor Ma's words made all the students in the classroom turn their heads and look at the back row.
Qiao Ze also stood up silently.
"You are Qiao Ze, why don't you sit in the front? Hey, forget it, I'm looking forward to your final grades. Okay, sit down, class starts now..."
