Raiders President

"Shen Xin, someone is looking for you." A girl near the door walked up to Shen Xin with a paintbrush. Shen Xin turned around to see who was looking for her, and saw Lu Yuanshan standing in a stylish pure white round neck sweater. At the back door, from her point of view, the male god leaning against the doorpost is really pretty. If there is another man standing in front of him at this time, propping up against the wall, wouldn't it be a different kind of spark?

As if sensing Shen Xin's gaze, Lu Yuanshan turned his head to look at her. Fortunately, it was class time and there was no one in the corridor. Otherwise, Lu Yuanshan must be surrounded and Shen Xin would not be able to see his handsome profile.

How cruel God is to give all the good things in the world to such a person. He is not only rich but also has a good mind, especially his appearance has killed all Korean stars in seconds.

Putting down her pen, Shen Xin trotted to the back door. She lowered her head slightly: "Boss Lu."

Lu Yuanshan crossed his hands and glanced at the male model sitting among the many students, and asked softly, "Do all your models for painting have to sit still like this?"

"Ah?" Shen Xin was taken aback for a moment, not understanding the meaning of Lu Yuanshan's question.

"You said you wanted to draw me as the protagonist?"

"Enen." The little chicken pecked at the rice, excited and happy.

"I hope that the male number two will stop drawing the man with the sloppy beard, and you can draw like him." He handed Shen Xin a photo, it was a handsome man with short hair, he looked like a soldier, Her eyes were particularly sharp, as if she could see through Shen Xin's heart through the photos.

"Sure." The girl turned into a nympho face in seconds, and even felt that the person in the photo was better than Wu Shizhen.

Poor Wu Shizhen took the camera and sneezed: "Fuck, who is scolding me?"

"As for me," Lu Yuanshan glanced at Shen Xin: "You can collect materials now."

Shen Xin raised her head suddenly, and she looked at Lu Yuanshan seriously: "Boss Lu, don't you really like men?"

Her voice was not loud, but it startled the male god. Lu Yuanshan unexpectedly started to talk too much: "I just want to find someone to draw the story between me and him. Every time you finish a chapter, I will pay you accordingly." remuneration."

"Really?"

"Well. But it has to satisfy me."

"How can you be satisfied?"

"The main plot is based on what I give you, as for the rest, you can think about it yourself."

Shen Xin looked a little distressed: "But I already have a very good story."

"Change it!" The president's voice raised slightly: "You can draw your story as a branch line, but the main line must be my plot."

"One chapter will give you 2000 yuan." In the end, he could only use money to convince Shen Xin.

The lovely Shen Xin's eyes are full of money, she doesn't care about the plot, she nods like a threshing machine: "Okay, okay, I can draw two chapters a week."

After explaining the matter, Lu Yuanshan was about to leave. At this time, a person walked towards him and was surprised to see him: "Boss Lu?"

"Hi, Xiaoshulin." Lu Yuanshan waved to him, he remembered that he slapped him when the two first met, this kid never said anything, it seems that he is the kind of timid person.

Yang Shulin's face blushed slightly: "Is that what it's called?" Shen Xin at the side felt confused, "Hey, what's going on, Yang Shulin actually knows Lu Yuanshan?"

Moreover, his face turned red when he saw Lu Yuanshan!

Shen Xin seemed to smell a rotten smell again, so she thought of drawing the poplar forest in her mind, hehe, love in four corners, the attack and molestation between four men.

Lu Yuanshan and Yang Shulin just greeted each other briefly, and there was nothing to say between them. After all, Yang Shulin was not from the same world, and Yang Shulin, who was still a college student, could not understand the hobbies of rich people like Lu Yuanshan. He was just a painter who loved painting. boys.It's just why, since I met him for the first time last month, I often think of him.

Perhaps it is his admiration for excellent men, and he fantasizes that he can also become such a person. You must know that Yang Shulin is a Scorpio. He is 1.7 meters five and has a thin body. Beside Lu Yuanshan, his slender looks a little funny.

Looking at Mr. Lu's receding back, Yang Shulin sighed: "How can I not be like him?"

Seeing him sigh, Shen Xin patted him on the shoulder: "Do you like Mr. Lu?"

"Nonsense!" Yang Shulin blushed again. He walked into the studio and sat in his seat. The male model seemed a little tired. He got off the stage and moved his arms. The appearance of Lu Yuanshan floated out, and even this time, the appearance that floated out had no clothes on his body.

"Hey, this case is not very interesting." Lu Yuanshan yawned while sitting in his luxury car, and the driver, Uncle Yang, said, "Mr. Lu, I heard that Chen Laoshi was arrested a year ago for secretly filming girls going to the bathroom." Hit once."

"Oh?" The man who was about to close his eyes suddenly became interested when he heard this: "Could it be the boyfriend of the girl who was secretly photographed?"

"No, it was beaten by that girl."

"Hey, not bad, how is this girl doing now?"

Uncle Yang seems to have done an investigation. In fact, when the homicide happened, Lu Yuanshan asked Uncle Yang to inquire about the news. Uncle Yang had served as a security guard earlier and was quite familiar with the investigation. Hearing Mr. Lu's questioning, he recalled Said: "A female teacher told me that after beating Chen Laoshi, the girl transferred to another school."

"Have you transferred?" Lu Yuanshan repeated, he couldn't think of any connection between this girl and Chen Laoshi's murder.

"Yes, but before transferring schools, one more thing happened."

"Oh?"

"The girl confessed her love to a professor at the school before she left."

Uncle Yang seemed to have a smile in his eyes: "And it was broadcast through the radio, so that all the teachers and students in the school could hear it."

Lu Yuanshan's heart skipped a beat: "Who is that professor?"

"I heard that he is a professor in the Department of Mathematics. He is quite famous and only 32 years old. He is called the youngest professor."

"His name is Zhao Yin."

He remembered the information that Du Feifei had introduced to him. The dormitory manager Cai Liu was also introduced by Zhao Yin to become a dormitory supervisor. So, could Cai Liu's accident and Chen Laoshi's beating to death also have something to do with Zhao Yin?

"Uncle Yang, go back to school."

"Ok."

It's 10:[-] in the afternoon, [-] minutes before school ends.

Zhao Yin’s fans can be seen everywhere in the overcrowded lecture hall. Most of them stared at the professor’s face seriously with their notebooks in their hands. Because Zhao Yin was concentrating on the lectures, he didn’t care who attended the lecture and who didn’t. Fermat’s last theorem has been Let him be fascinated, even if he talks about it for 1 years, he still doesn't feel bored.

The students in the audience will not feel how boring the proof process of this shocking mathematical conjecture is, because Zhao Yin's explanation is very popular. He only hates that he was a junior high school student in 1995, and he was forced to work hard by the exam-oriented education. If he had seen this conjecture at the beginning, perhaps Andrew Wiles would not have become the prover of Fermat's conjecture.

Finally, one minute before the end of class, Zhao Yin obtained the same proof result as Andrew by following the proof of Japanese mathematician Toyo Taniyama. Turning around, he appealed to the students who were listening carefully in front of the podium: "Mathematics is really the most amazing science. It makes people's lives easier and makes people's thinking active."

After class, he was still admiring the blackboard writing he had written: "Wonderful, so wonderful!"

"It's just that your proof has a loophole."

With the sudden sound and rhythmic footsteps, Zhao Yin suddenly turned his head and found a handsome man walking towards him. He walked slowly, his eyes drifted over the blackboard, and said lightly: "You forgot to write n>2 It's gone." He pointed to the place where Zhao Yin started to write on the blackboard, Zhao Yin looked up, only to realize his mistake, his face jumped, and he quickly erased all the densely packed numbers on the blackboard.

After he wiped it for 5 minutes, he was already covered in dust, but he didn't care at all, it seemed that the mistake just now had made him lose his composure.

Lu Yuanshan stared patiently at him as he finished wiping the blackboard.

Of course he wasn't going to help.

While Zhao Yin was cleaning the blackboard, Lu Yuanshan's eyes seemed to be shining, and he said to Zhao Yin's back: "Is the death of Chen Laoshi and Cai Liu related to you?"

Zhao Yin's hand paused, because there was chalk dust everywhere, he didn't want to speak.

Lu Yuanshan added: "The two seemingly different death cases actually have some subtle connections."

Knowing that Zhao Yin would not open his mouth, he continued, "Murder cases are sometimes like mathematics. There is only one answer. Since I began to suspect that Cai Liu's case is related to Chen Laoshi's case, I will definitely prove this conjecture."

Patting the ashes on his body, Zhao Yin finally said, "But first you have to be patient."

The patience of a mathematician is the most terrifying. He can spend his whole life thinking hard on a bunch of unsolvable numbers, and he may not be able to calculate a result in his whole life.

"But I believe there is no perfect case in this world."

"Oh?"

"Because it is human beings who commit crimes, and as long as they are human beings, there can be no perfection."

"so what?"

Lu Yuanshan stood up, as if he was about to leave: "So we will meet again."

After he finished speaking, he left the lecture theater. At this time, Zhao Yin's face showed a terrifying and fierce light. He was obsessed with mathematics, but unexpectedly, his rigor had been broken by this strange man. He saw his mistakes. Can't go wrong.

After packing up the textbooks, he left the classroom and ran into the poplar forest coming out not far away. This kid seemed to be working hard to draw until late. There are many students who work hard like him in the school, but like him He is the only student in the school who works hard and has his own appetite.

So Zhao Yin quickly got rid of the discomfort caused by the strange man's appearance just now, stretched out his hand, and said hello: "Small forest!"

"Damn it!" Yang Shulin thought it was Lu Yuanshan calling him, but when he looked carefully, he realized that it was an old man who had been pestering him to explain all kinds of magic in mathematics. This professor was not serious all day long. Suffering from insomnia, he ran to his office to write mathematical formulas all night.

Then he laughed a few times: "Hahaha is a false proposition."

Seeing the youngest professor greet him, Yang Shulin knew that he would not be able to watch the live broadcast of Korean dramas tonight.