I Am the Sister of the School Grass - Chapter 133

    I always wanted to be Sherlock Holmes, and the girl who investigated Fang Yunyan’s identity was named Mao Jiuyu.

    Everyone she knows calls her Xiaojiu.

    These days, she has completely stopped saying that Yunyan can’t be an undergraduate thing.

    After all, Jian Yiran’s sentence ‘Fang Yunyan is really not an undergraduate, but a high school student’ really irritated her.

    This sentence was slapped in the face quickly and accurately, so that Mao Jiuyi never recovered.

    Mao Jiuyu thought that Fang Yunyan’s affairs would end after a few days of tolerance.

    I don’t know… This is the first day of the seminar, and Mr. Liao personally took Fang Yunyan out for the process!

    Lao Liao has been a professor at MIT for so many years, and he is a sign in himself.

    This time, with Fang Yunyan following him, how many big cows can he get in touch with, and he may even be favored by big cows…

    That was a scene that Mao Jiuyi could not even imagine.

    She gnawed her teeth fiercely as she chewed on the bread in her hands.

    As if this can replace Fang Yunyan.

    Mao Jiuyu snorted coldly: “Fang Yunyan can really hold his thighs.”

    Jian Yiran glanced at her and frowned, too lazy to reason with her.

    Last night, she knew very well that little girl Fang Yunyan originally wanted to agree to attend the seminar with her.

    It was Mr. Liao who took the initiative to send Yunyan a message, and then he left with Yunyan.

    It’s not what Mao Jiuyu thought.

    But you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep. Since you can’t change other people’s opinions, it is useless to say more.

    Fang Yunyan was brought to the seminar by Mr. Liao, what a great honor.

    Fourteen students present, no one is balanced.

    More or less envy.

    After all, that is Mr. Liao, the golden sign of Tsinghua University, and a renowned scholar at home and abroad.

    Fang Yunyan’s age is too different from them.

    The three-year-old generation gap makes them jealous of a girl six or seven years younger than them, how strange it is.

    Jian Yiran didn’t argue, but a boy next to him heard Mao Jiuyu’s words and said, “What are you always thinking about your junior girl? She’s so young, it’s reasonable for Mr. Liao to take care of her. middle.”

    This is like poking a hornet’s nest.

    Mao Jiuyu almost exploded, “Younger? She’s an adult, okay? Don’t take age novels all day long, we should let her be when she’s young?”

    Although this is a serious tone, it is indeed the truth.

    Respecting the old and loving the young is indeed a traditional virtue, but in the academic field, strength is the last word.

    Mao Jiuli was arrogant, “Why are you so virgin?”

    Boys can read the second of the Ph.D., with the background and precipitation, and ignore Mao Jiuyu’s last personal attack.

    He still maintained his previous attitude, dialectically said, “First of all, you must know that between you and Fang Yunyan, there is no relationship between give and take. Even if there is no Fang Yunyan, Mr. Liao will not will take us.”

    As soon as these words came out, Mao Jiuyu’s face instantly turned red.

    Yes, from the beginning to the end, Fang Yunyan had no conflict of interest with them, it was Mao Jiuyi’s own jealousy.

    The boy’s double major is law, and his speech is very organized.

     “Secondly, Fang Yunyan was young and came to the United States for the first time, so Mr. Liao should be more attentive, it really makes sense.”

    After a pause, he said, “Even without Lao Liao, the rest of us will take good care of her.”

    After several days of contact with Fang Yunyan, several people here in Jian Yiran have a good impression of Yunyan.

    This is not just because Yunyan is young and wants to take care of her, it represents everyone’s recognition of her character and character.

    An originally happy breakfast ended in silence.

    But everyone’s argument is an argument, and it is basically impossible to directly break up.

    On the way to the venue, the atmosphere was really awkward.

    After arriving at the venue, Mao Jiuli originally wanted to sit on the other side with the boys in his team, but the organizers have carefully allocated areas and seats for the people from each country.

    Fourteen people got together again.

    “Xiao Jiu, don’t be angry, what he said just now really makes sense.”

    “Fang Yunyan is so much younger than us, so there is no reason to be jealous. The high starting point is not something we can control.”

    Seeing that several people who have always had a good relationship with him say this, Mao Jiuyi also knows how to judge the situation and keep his mouth shut.

    The boy on Mao Jiuyi’s side gave the others an ‘OK’ gesture, and everyone sat down.

    The seminar was about half an hour before the start of the seminar, Jian Yiran whispered to the people around her: “Oh, I saw it clearly yesterday, Lao Lao personally asked Fang Yunyan to take her, not Yunyan acting like a spoiled child I was entangled with Lao Lao to bring it.”

    The boy next to him who started the theory widened his eyes and asked, “Really?”

    “Of course, Yunyan’s character is really likable.”

    The boy glanced at Mao Jiuyu and said, “I think it may be more than just likable.”

     Even if Mr. Liao loves children, he will not be indifferent to the occasion.

    This kind of large-scale, annual seminar, used to coax children, is really too generous.

    Therefore, Fang Yunyan must have other advantages besides ‘good-looking and lovable personality’.

    Jian Yiran can also think of this, but he still retorted in a low voice: “But Yunyan is still in high school, and he does high school problems every night.”

    After a pause, she said, “It shouldn’t be the talent of Mo Shen and Ji Shen.”

    It is true that Jian Yiran first said that the students led by Lao Lao may be geniuses like Mo Shen and Ji Shen, but since he knew that Yun Yan was still in high school.

    She doesn’t think so.

    How tiring high school life is, everyone present knows.

    I don’t have time to read the literature for analysis.

    Even if you are a genius, you can’t know everything without learning anything.

    Before Mo Shen and Ji Shen became famous, who didn’t go to the library and laboratory every day?

    The boy thought for a moment: “It makes sense.”

    The person next to them listened to them and said it together, but he forgot to lower his voice.

    “Don’t guess, Yunyan must have something special. But she is really young now. Maybe when Yunyan enters university, she will become like Mo Shen in a few years?”

    This is the most optimistic view of Yunyan.

    Mao Jiuyi heard this sentence and sneered: “After so many years, who is the second Moshen? I see, even if Fang Yunyan listened to the seminar, he didn’t say a word. Can’t understand.”

    Everyone here: “…” This is the same as what I can understand.

    Don’t you all listen to a few more relational words and logical chains, and then go back and make up for the literature?

    Soon, there will be more and more people at the venue, and the seminar will start in a minute.

    The old man Naim stuck and walked in with his schoolbag.

    When everyone saw it, they all cheered and applauded.

    The old man made his seminar like a concert scene. Picking up the microphone is a passionate self-introduction.

    In the meantime, Jian Yiran glanced at the front seat.

    In the leftmost seat in the second row, Fang Yunyan was sitting obediently beside Mr. Liao.

    The little girl looked at the big cow Naim on the stage with a smile in her eyes, while clapping her hands, she opened her mouth to say something to Mr. Liao.

    Lao Liao lowered her head to respond to her.

    The cheering time was over, and Mr. Liao and Yunyan stopped communicating and looked at Naim on the stage.

    When I think of Mr. Liao’s identity…

    Jian Yiran really envy Fang Yunyan.

    Jian Yiran even heard someone whispering next to her, “Fuck, the real-name system is envious.”

    After all, judging from this exchange of actions, Yunyan and Mr. Liao have a really good relationship.

    At this time, Naim Daniel on the stage has already started to talk about the theme he wants to discuss with you this time.

    —’Mathematics in Spatial Thinking’.

    “First of all, as everyone knows, I was honored to be selected as the chairman of the committee by IMO this year, and gave me the right to write a topic.”

    Everyone in the audience started ‘wooo’.

    The old man was very happy and said, “Then let’s start this discussion with this topic.”

    Speaking, he put the topic on the public screen.

    Yunyan took out her glasses and put them on, and it really was the question of her last exam.

    It’s just that what she did at the time was the Chinese version translated by her teacher, and now it is the English version.

    As soon as she lowered her head to put the glasses case, she found that Mr. Liao had already picked up the paper and started to calculate.

    Yunyan: “…” To be honest, I admire Mr. Liao.

    After all, this is not Mr. Liao’s research direction.

    Even Yunyan himself has been trained for several months and practiced the Rubik’s cube before he can solve this problem.

    Lao Liao stopped writing after writing twice, and Yun Yan took a closer look.

    … Mr. Liao drew a picture and wrote the key points of the topic.

    After all, this is a seminar, not a speech. As soon as this topic came out, everyone began to discuss it.

    Liao Lao sees Yunyan looking at himself, he pushes the paper over and asks, “What’s the idea?”

    Yunyan wrote down both problem solving methods.

    She thought, fortunately, she was reading the literature recommended by Naim during this time, otherwise it would not be so easy to solve the problem.

    Naim also gave everyone seven or eight minutes to discuss.

    When the time came, he stood on the stage and said, “Which scholar has an idea on this question?”

    A blond and blue-eyed boy who looked a bit like Captain America stood up and said his general idea.

    Naim made a brief review.

    Several students then commented.

    Jian Yiran asked the boys in the School of Mathematics: “What is the solution?”

    The boy is still deducing, the temperature of the venue is clearly not high, but there is a fine sweat on his head.

    “It’s a bit difficult, really, so many lines are connected in space, I made a mistake in one step and had to start all over again.”

    Another girl from the School of Mathematics also said the same, “Ah, I have given up all my efforts again! I have a headache.”

    Naim didn’t sell out for a long time, just when everyone was at a loss, he announced the correct answer.

    Then stood in front of the big screen and carefully traced the trajectory of each line.

    Jian Yiran can only follow his movements, and can barely understand what he is doing.

    On the contrary, the eyes of several students in the School of Mathematics lit up, “So that’s how it is.”

    People around said, “Go back and tell us.”

    Mao Jiuyu said: “When Naim was talking about her ideas, she didn’t even know what to write down, so what’s the use of sitting so front.”

    “…” Wasn’t Ning also looking at Yunyan and not taking notes?

    At this moment, Naim asked the audience, “Apart from this method, can you think of other solutions in a short time?”

    He picked up a few random people, and everyone said ‘Nope’ or shook their heads.

    Naim held the microphone and stood at the edge of the stage, slightly frustrated.

    “One-of-my-fri