Chapter 41: A Maiden's Thoughts

  During class break, Zheng Wen hastily ran to the back, preparing to explain things to Liu Meng, so that the two could eliminate misunderstandings and resolve their previous grievances. But when she looked for him, Liu Meng's seat was empty, without even a shadow of his presence, and his backpack was gone too. She tried calling him again, but it went straight to voicemail. She thought to herself, "Liu Meng wouldn't be so petty, would he?"

  She had no choice but to sit back down in her seat for the time being.

  Only then did Du Yi and Kong Jidao teacher chat, Du Yi said: "I've long heard that the Ice City Industrial University has a teacher Kong, with profound mathematical attainments. Today, I listened to a lesson and gained a lot. At first, when learning 'Higher Mathematics' in freshman year, there were some unclear points, but now it's like a sudden enlightenment."

  Du Yi's words were not exaggerated, and Kong Jidao's lectures were indeed very good. His thinking was clear, and he always used the most straightforward ideas to explain complex issues, getting straight to the point. As a result, the more people who had studied listened to his lectures, the more they felt that what he said was brilliant. Liu Meng also had this feeling when he first heard Kong Jidao's lecture.

  "I didn't expect you to join in the fun, I've long heard of your reputation. You were a national first-prize winner in the Olympiad back then and had excellent rankings in international competitions. You even got directly admitted into Waterwood University, one of the two people with the most mathematical talent my old man has seen all these years."

  Kong Jiadao was delighted to see these young people with outstanding mathematical talents, and praised them with a smile.

  "Haha, another one is Liu Meng, I didn't expect Teacher Kong to evaluate Liu Meng so highly, he's actually on par with Du Yi, no wonder Dad also appreciates Liu Meng so much, saying that he might really be able to solve the West Taipan conjecture." Zheng Wen interjected.

  Kong Jidao nodded repeatedly in agreement. In private, when he and Zheng Zhong communicated, they often mentioned Liu Meng, both of them having high expectations for this young man.

  "It turned out to be Liu Meng, I've heard Pan'er mention him before, he's indeed a rare math genius, I'd love to meet him if I have the chance. Didn't he come to class?" Du Yi asked with sudden interest.

  "He came, but just one class hadn't finished yet and he was gone, probably slipped away halfway." Zheng Wen said with a pout, feeling very annoyed at Liu Meng's petty behavior.

  "He just got some ideas and went to check the materials, this kid actually respects me as an elder, he sent me a text message explaining before he left. That's how math works, the hardest part is getting the idea, some people can get stuck on one point for over a decade, once you have the idea, you should grasp it." Kong Jidao smiled and explained for Liu Meng.

  Zheng Wen's heart was filled with doubts, wondering if it was really like that, or just because of being petty. Looking at this guy, he seemed like a petty ghost.

  At this time, Du Yi was shocked in his heart. A freshman student actually started to solve the West Tap Pan conjecture, which he had also studied during his junior year. It's indeed a very absurd problem that can't be solved by conventional thinking and can only be inspired by mathematical classic theories.

  This conjecture is still a very popular topic in the current mathematical community, and many mathematicians like to study it. He also studied it for a while at first.

  He later chose to major in economics and his time was dispersed, so he didn't continue to study it further.

  No choice, the family business needed him to take over, his parents let him fill in the math department, it was already a kind of indulgence, as a condition, he had to choose economics as an elective.

  Du Yi glanced at Gu Pan, feeling a bit uncomfortable. He knew Gu Pan's personality all too well, and from some of the things Zheng Wen had said, he could infer some information. Zheng Wen, Pan Er, and this Liu Meng should be very familiar with each other, but when mentioning Liu Meng, Pan Er would actually have no expression, still cold as ice.

  This is very abnormal.

  Wan'er is indeed always a cold and icy face in front of outsiders, just like wearing a mask, but when he's around, it's usually very relaxing.

  Today, she still went to school with me like this, it's really abnormal.

  Du Yi had a faint feeling that something was off, which was also the reason why he suddenly became very interested in sending Gu Xun over to attend classes and even sat in on math class.

  He wants to know about Gu Man's current living and learning environment.

  Now, he somewhat understood that Wan'er was the kind of girl who was very strong-willed and naturally admired boys with exceptional talent. If Liu Meng, who had a high level of innate ability, were to sincerely entice her, it would be hard to guarantee that Wan'er wouldn't have her heart moved.

  Girls of this age, just entering university, are most yearning for romantic love.

  At this thought, Du Yi suddenly felt a great sense of crisis, and he suddenly felt that he might lose Gu Xuan, and an inexplicable tension arose.

  He sighed inwardly, thinking that his own family background was good enough. Even if he inherited a large family business, in his opinion, there would be no appreciation for it, let alone the fact that these riches were not earned by his own efforts.

  If I solve the Sita Pawan conjecture, my son will definitely be proud of me. Du Yi made up his mind and after returning to Shui Mu University, he concentrated on solving the Sita Pawan conjecture, determined to solve it!

  Listening to a few people chatting, Gu Xian felt inexplicably irritable and didn't want to interrupt, so she used the excuse of going to the bathroom to leave the classroom. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but when she heard them mention Liu Meng, she felt extremely annoyed.

  "Wait for me, Guan Pan!" Zheng Wen shouted from behind, but Guan Pan pretended not to hear and quickly walked away.

  Zheng Wen's mouth suddenly pursed up high.

  Once outside, she took a few deep breaths of fresh air and felt slightly better. She tightly grasped the handrail and thought to herself: "Damn it, why is my heart feeling so uncomfortable? I wouldn't have good feelings towards such a selfish little brat anyway! Hmph, not handsome, not refined, and shameless!"

  Hiding in the toilet for a while, I involuntarily took out my phone and dialed Liu Meng's number by some kind of supernatural force. The prompt tone came immediately: "Sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off."

  Hung up the phone quickly, let out a sigh of relief, and didn't even know why I dialed it in the first place. If someone had answered, I really wouldn't have known what to say. But since no one picked up, my heart felt a bit uncomfortable again. It's really frustrating.

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  Immersed in the world of mathematics, this sitting lasted for eight hours. It wasn't until Liu Meng stretched his somewhat stiff body that he realized the sky outside had already darkened.

  "Awesome!" He sighed, tracing back to the origin of modern mathematics. The harvest of this day was more than twenty years of reading textbooks, such as the origin and proof of integral formulas, which were incredibly ingenious and unbelievable.

  Just like opening up a whole new world, swimming freely in this world.

  It's lunchtime again, and the hunger pangs are coming on strong. My stomach is growling loudly. I turn on my phone and receive a message from Zheng Wen: "Little ghost, where did you run off to?"

  Liu Meng looked at him with a smile, but didn't respond. He went to the nearby cafeteria near the west gate and ordered three beef-filled pancakes. They were freshly out of the pan, and the aroma of beef filled his nostrils, making his mouth water. He devoured them in big bites, paired with millet porridge. The combination was unusual, but extremely good.

  Rice porridge can first soak into a stomach that has been hungry for too long, so it can digest the beef pie very well.

  After quickly finishing dinner, I rushed to give Zhou Shiyan a lesson.

  Arrived at the Zhou's house, the little girl had just returned and made a ghostly face to Liu Meng, very obediently doing her homework. This made Liu Meng very happy, indeed fulfilling their agreement, the little girl no longer resisted him, this was a good phenomenon.

  It's rare to be so relaxed, this time Liu Meng brought his computer over himself, connected to the internet, and started reading two websites. He first updated two chapters, and the word count on both sides exceeded 100,000 words, with Xiangdao surpassing 110,000 words.

  After browsing the web for a while, a wave of drowsiness swept in. I had been concentrating on math reasoning all day, and my brain was still in an excited state without feeling tired. As soon as I relaxed, fatigue hit me directly. I rubbed my temples, which were slightly sore, and fell asleep right away.

  Before long, he started humming a rhythmic tune.

  Xiao Yatou Zhou Shiyan soon discovered that the hateful uncle had fallen asleep, and with great dissatisfaction, she kicked the sleeping uncle like a dead pig, but the uncle slept too soundly and didn't react at all.

  There was still some homework that hadn't been finished, and the little girl hummed angrily, put on her headphones, turned up the volume very loud, but still felt like the humming noise seemed to penetrate directly into her brain, making her feel annoyed.

  Breathing heavily, she took off her headphones and looked at the guy sleeping soundly beside her, with a shiny string of drool hanging from his mouth. A mischievous thought arose, and a sly, evil grin spread across Little Lori's face, looking quite terrifying.

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  Donggua, originally named You Dong, is only 19 years old but has already become the chief editor of Point Maiden Volume 4. She's a talented and stylish young girl who loves writing. During her high school days, she was always immersed in the fantasy world of beautiful girls and started submitting manuscripts to various magazines. She loves martial arts novels and after reading those by masters, she naturally began to write her own.

  One of the earliest generations of online literature enthusiasts, and one of the first batch of authors who grew up together in Tieba, in 2003, when Dian Nang was founded, he was specially invited to join and became one of the founding members.

  Although young in years, he is old in experience.

  Her eyes are extremely poisonous, and among the works she has selected with her eyes, at least 90% will be very popular.

  It's already time to get off work, but the beautiful girl still hasn't finished reviewing today's manuscripts. According to regulations, after a work reaches 100,000 words, it must be reviewed by the chief editor of each group. Donggua is notorious for being diligent and responsible at work.

  It must be done today and never delayed.

  Moreover, she has a heartfelt love for online literature. With over 100,000 words, undergoing the second round of review is her favorite job, just like selecting diamonds from sand, she finds it very interesting and challenging.

  She stretched her waist, took off her glasses, rubbed her slightly sour eyes, and lay slantingly on the chair. Her bright-colored short-sleeved shirt was tightly wrapped around her upper body, with a high bulge in front of her chest. However, her lower body wore very casual shorts, revealing her white thighs, slender calves, and delicate little feet dangling a pair of red flip-flops. Her toenails were painted with vibrant colors, and her slightly curly long hair fell down to her waist, with an inconspicuous deep red streak in the middle, looking youthful and beautiful.

  She was slightly smaller in stature, curled up like a lazy kitten on the chair.

  Took a short break, got up and made a cup of coffee, and hurried back to continue working. In the background, I clicked on the next work to be reviewed, and two words jumped out: "Return to Ming".

  Judging from the title and introduction, it doesn't seem like a fantasy novel. With great interest, Winter Melon started writing... After finishing, I revised for half an hour to ensure that the word order was correct and reduced typos as much as possible. This is my writing attitude. Dear friends, please log in and click on the member button.