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Xiangcheng is not enough for them, so they can only get invitations through the black market.

The two of them were talking to themselves, while Shi Yutong and others next to them were confused.

Their family backgrounds were ordinary, and they knew a little bit about domestic affairs. They had never even heard of the White Tiger Auction House. They didn't discuss it in low voices until they parted ways at the door and watched the two people's cars drive away.

Shi Yutong lowered his voice, "I think I heard my father mention it at that place on our border."

She didn't even dare to say "Blackwater Street".

Most people don't dare to go in there casually.

I heard that every dog ​​passing by has to shed three layers of skin.

It's past eight o'clock.

Jiang He was waiting for her at the school gate. Ming Dongheng looked at Bai Jian apologetically. He felt that Bai Jian had a really good temper.

Jiang Fuli goes out early and comes back late every day. Jiang He basically plays alone and waits for Jiang Fuli to come back. He has a weird personality and has no other friends of the same age.

Bai Qian is Jiang He's first friend, and she is willing to play with him. Jiang He is very attached to Bai Qian.

Bai Qian had already received the news from Jiang He. She told Ji Heng that she would not go back for dinner and took Jiang He to the milk tea shop next to her. "What time will your brother come back? The milk tea shop closes at nine o'clock."

Her deskmate has already gone home from get off work.

"It doesn't matter," Jiang He said slowly, "My brother bought a milk tea shop."

His tone sounded like he was buying a piece of cabbage.

The Bai family, who have been honest and dedicated all their lives: "..."

ah.

**

Jiang Fuli came back early today.

By the way, I asked someone to deliver dinner to the school.

When he got off the bus, the milk tea shop was no longer open to the public, and only an incandescent lamp by the window was on.

Bai Qian lowered her head to do her homework. It was a bit cold at night. She put on her school uniform without zipping it up, revealing the white embroidered collar underneath. She lazily supported her chin with one hand and held a pen in the other, her eyelashes half closed.

Occasionally, people passing by would turn back frequently.

Jiang He sat next to her, lowering his head and turning the Rubik's Cube.

The wind chime at the door rang, and Bai Qian and Jiang He both raised their heads and looked at the person who came in.

Jiang Fuli always had cold eyebrows and was reserved and restrained. He was still holding a coat wrapped in the cold in his hand. His figure was tall and slender. He lowered his head slightly when he entered.

Seeing the two people looking at him, their steps paused for a second strangely.

Why did you take Jiang He in?

Maybe he could understand it when he saw three-year-old Jiang He alone at home waiting for his parents who would never come back.

Jiang He is withdrawn, talks little, and rarely makes noises. These days are when he is most energetic.

Jiang Fuli looked at this scene and had the illusion that the two of them were waiting for him.

The assistant arranged the food neatly and prepared Bai Xian's portion.

Bai Zian was not polite, picked up the chopsticks, and showed Jiang Fuli the questions given today, "The teacher asked me to attend the training class. I can understand the lectures, but the questions are very..."

She paused and said, "I want to fight with it."

Jiang Fuli wanted to laugh a little.

"Don't rush into fighting yet," his voice was clear, and he reached out to take it. The printing paper had the logo of Jiangjing University. He glanced at it and knew the general outline, "It's not your problem. This person's questions are just like this, simple. I’ll tell you after I finish eating.”

There was a problem that no one in the entire Xiangcheng Middle School could solve, but his two "simple" ones easily solved it.

During the meal break, Jiang Fuli sent a sincere suggestion to Academician Ma——

[The doctor you are teaching can’t solve the questions, I can teach him]

Bai Zian has listened to many classes in the past two days, including the famous teacher's screen recording tonight.

Only after listening to others can I compare.

Jiang Fuli's words were much clearer than them, easy to understand, detailed, and his voice was a little slower.

Bai Zian looked at the other party for a moment, with a pair of dark eyes that were very curious about knowledge, "So is the speed of light invariant deduced or proven?"

"Maxwell's equations..." Jiang Fuli reached for the pen. His fingers were smooth, clean and slender, and he wrote a set of beautiful formulas on the back.

Jiang He was drinking milk and looking at Jiang Fuli expressionlessly.

Last month he also asked Jiang Fuli a similar question.

The other party pointed to a folder and said coldly——

"There is a related paper here that I posted on Nature two years ago. Find it yourself."

"..."

Was it something a person said?

**

Jiang Fuli made it very clear that Bai Qian's recent major was electromagnetism, so she could almost understand this question.

When she went to school the next day, she finished writing the topic according to her own understanding.

Tonight's training class is mathematics.

The head teacher of Class 8 collected yesterday's exercises and distributed the newly printed answers to everyone before clicking on today's video.

Students are watching videos.

After the class teacher of Class 8 went back, he took out his daily score book and took two pens to correct the exercises that had been submitted. Most of the students had not finished writing. After reading each person, the class teacher made a mark in his usual score.

These are the criteria for judging one month later.

The question was so perverse that the head teacher of Class 8 almost stayed up all night to fully understand it when he got the answer last night. When he saw Ning Xiao answering the question, he wrote a big "8" after his name.

Usually points are divided into ten points.

Most of the others are four or five points.

Ren Wanxuan's answer was a little higher, six points.

Chen Zhu's answer this time was not as comprehensive as Ning Xiao's, scoring seven points.

A group of science students, the words written by them are crazy and crazy. He has been looking for twisted answers in various cracks all year round.

Until I turned to the last page, the handwriting was neat and neat, one stroke after another, even neater and more beautiful than the printed questions. The head teacher of Class 8’s eyes lit up.

He focused on the content and straightened his expression at the first question until he saw the second question——
Chapter completed!
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