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When she walked out of that classroom, Mu Zi'an returned to her previous appearance. She tugged at the bandage that was tied tightly around her hair, her straight black hair poured down, and she let out a long sigh of relief.

Mu Zi'an feels pretty good about himself, and pays attention to logic when speaking.Who said that a person with good logic may not learn chemistry well, but a person with good chemistry must have good logical thinking.

Of course, she didn't think she was so great. That kind of coherent thinking ability was cultivated after many lectures, and it was not as good as her own analytical ability.

Before walking out of the teaching building, the teacher Wang of Bishop Chemistry suddenly came out and shouted. "Mu Zi'an, wait for me."

It turned out that Shi Qing was the only one who reported chemistry for the Qihang Project this time, but was replaced by Mu Zi'an later. This teacher Wang has completed all his tasks, and he can go home early.

Teacher Wang let out a long sigh. "Hey, it's really rare to see a kid who likes chemistry as much as you do in recent years."

"No." Mu Zi'an said lightly. "Isn't Shi Qing one of them?"

"That child, hey..." Teacher Wang felt even more regretful when mentioning Shi Qing.

"Ok?"

"Smart enough to be smart, but unfortunately I don't like chemistry."

Mu Zi'an sneered. "How is it possible?" She inexplicably remembered what Shi Qing said to herself before.

"Of course it is possible." Teacher Wang said. "The reason why he has been studying chemistry is because his grandfather forced him to study. In fact, this kid has no interest at all. If he can skip class, he will skip class. If he can't, he will find someone to replace his place."

It was Mu Zi'an who was talking about.

"Look, this time the sailing plan was canceled by him again. Originally, this plan is not international. With a little experimental data, according to his situation, it is very easy to get the award."

"It's a pity that he didn't want to participate. He quit chemistry and went to paint. Don't you think it's annoying?"

Mu Zi'an smiled. "What he likes is his own freedom. Why do you have to force him to study subjects he doesn't like? Art is also good."

Teacher Wang only glanced at her and asked back. "Do you know who his grandfather is?"

"Huh?" Mu Zi'an shook his head. "What's the matter? Is there anything special about his grandfather?"

"Then let me ask you, do you know the Institute of Chemistry, Chinese Academy of Sciences?"

Mu Zi An Xin said nonsense, I don't know about it, so I don't need to study chemistry.But she didn't dare to make mistakes, and nodded obediently. "I know."

"His grandfather Gu Dongliang is an academician there."

"Oh? Just like that?"

Mu Zi'an said casually. "Aren't they afraid of him?"

"You know everything?" Teacher Wang stared at Mu Zi'an in surprise. "That kid is weird, isn't he?"

Mu Zi'an nodded against his will.

Teacher Wang carefully looked around, as if he was avoiding something, and then said to Mu Zi'an in a very low voice.

"You don't even know that Gu Dongliang discovered Shi Qing's chemical talent when Gu Lian brought Shi Qing home to visit his relatives for the first time. At that time, he told me that when he saw this child, it was as if he had seen him. A dream."

"Who would have thought, the dream of this dream is not chemistry, hehe."

It is not difficult to understand why Gu Nan said that Shi Qing is a real genius.

Mu Zi'an looked at him, thought for a while, and said.

"I heard that the future 21st century is an era of freedom and democracy. Learning art is not an insult to wisdom. After all, the other side of many geniuses is an artist. If that child really likes painting, if possible, it is better not to stop it."

Teacher Wang smiled and waved his hands.

"It's really interesting how old you are, and you can talk in one way or another. The era of freedom and democracy? It's very interesting. His grandfather always said to Shi Qing, 'If you can't learn chemistry well, then I don't care about you' .”

After speaking, Teacher Wang suddenly stopped smiling, and opened his mouth in embarrassment, looking a little uneasy.

"After the death of Miss Gu Lian, the Shi family threw him to the stepmother. Within a few days, the stepmother drowned in the bathing pool. The death was very miserable. They all talked about him behind his back. It’s clear, anyway, the police didn’t find anything, and they sentenced him to suicide.”

"I don't believe those sayings that life is hard to beat the dead, I just suspect... Now, because of Shi Qing's chemical talent, Gu Dongliang took him back to the Gu family. Actually, if it were me, I would also like to give him a hand, But the premise..."

But the premise is: don't involve my life safety...

Mr. Wang is secretive, the implication of his words is that there are no waves without wind, and he is afraid that those people will be killed by Shi Qing...

Mu Zi'an frowned and nodded, expressing his understanding.

Mu Zi'an has no interest in whether Shi Qing is a murderer or not, this is not something she should worry about.Now she has been completely attracted by another detail in Teacher Wang's words, "Gu's family".

She has some clues about the fact that Gu Nan ate bran swallowed vegetables in her last life and had no family members to help her.Such a cold-blooded family with only chemistry in their bones has no value for themselves. The result of Gu Nan's resistance is...

Forget it, it's not the way to think about it now anyway.

Mu Zi'an lowered his eyes.

At some point, Mr. Wang closed his mouth and stopped talking. Before leaving, he patted her on the shoulder vigorously.

"Mu Zi'an, do you know why so many people are unwilling to apply for chemistry in Qihang Project?"

"why?"

"Because the chemistry is boring, there are still detours." Teacher Wang said.

"A table, a chair, a pen, a piece of paper, that's all. I heard Shi Qing say, in this way, it's better to let him paint. He can paint the most real side of the world. This kind of thing is better than painting. Chemistry is interesting, so you don’t have to think hard about difficult problems.”

"It's not all about that."

Mu Zi'an couldn't help interrupting him.

"Ok?"

"There is still an analysis process." Mu Zi'an stroked his head. "If I don't have thinking, those equipments are useless, and the process of analysis is exactly the reason why I like chemistry, and it is also the reason why Shi Qing doesn't like chemistry."

The reason why Shi Qing likes painting may be that he likes life more.

Mu Zi'an narrowed his eyes, as if talking to himself. "When you get older, you won't like it so much. While you are young, learn more about art and cultivate your sentiments. Of course it would be best."

"Hehe, Mu Zi'an, you're just a child, don't be so old-fashioned." Teacher Wang laughed so hard that she couldn't see her eyes. "I'm leaving, you go home and be careful."

"goodbye teacher."

It wasn't until Teacher Wang disappeared that Mu Zi'an came back to his senses, turned around and walked to the parking lot to look for Gu Nan. From a distance, he saw Gu Nan quietly closing his eyes in the car, as if he was asleep.

Who said she was a child?

It looks like it on the surface, but in fact, who knows how old her soul is wrapped under this skin?

How can it be described as old?

Mu Zi'an suddenly raised his eyebrows and laughed.She is very young and her face has not yet opened, but this smile is still thrilling and amazes the time.

Her youth has just begun.

Hearing the laughter, the person next to the car woke up and looked up in a daze. Mu Zi'an's smile that hadn't faded was imprinted deep in her memory.

In fact, Mu Zi'an, like Gu Nan, is a cold beauty when he grows up.

It's just that Gu Nan is the delicate and noble plum blossom in the cold winter, while Mu Zi'an is the eternal snow on the top of the mountain, one has an elegant temperament, and the other is arrogant and fierce.

Therefore, the first melting of ice and snow is so precious.

The country is overwhelmed with a smile.

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Tomorrow, I will use one day of Sunday to make up for the homework I missed last week, so I can't update the novel... Today, how many more chapters can I write...