The real young master just wants to learn

Xiang Wozkishod Huan suffered the first severe beating in his life.

Jiang Lin pressed him on the bed, and really beat him until he was relieved and returned to the desk.

At this time, Xiang Huanze's hair was disheveled, his jacket was lifted up, and his trouser legs were also rubbed up a little.

He spread out on the bed like a salted fish. Seeing that Jiang Lin hadn't planned to come over and pull him up for a long time, he murmured, "Oh, some people run away after doing bad things, and they don't say they are responsible for me."

"Hey, the chastity I kept for 18 years is gone like this, it's pitiful."

"I was still a child, and I was ruined like this. The world is unfair."

"Nowadays, people look like human beings, and they do things that are not human, alas."

Jiang Lin was annoyed by his 'sigh', and grabbed the things on the table with his backhand and threw them towards him vigorously.

"To shut up!"

Xiang Huan reacted very quickly, he raised his hand suddenly to grab something, and then sat up slowly.

What was thrown over was a carton of milk.

He opened the package and took a sip, "A carton of milk wants to send me away? Do I look so cheap?"

Jiang Lin was very impatient and gave a 'tsk', "Are you here to learn from me or to make a fool of me?"

"Study, study." Xiang Huan walked to Jiang Lin's side in three steps.

Because Jiang Lin was sitting, in order to be level with him, Xiang Huan bent down, which brought their faces very close.

Jiang Lin was not used to it, so he moved his body to the side, then pointed to the corner near the bathroom, "There is a bench over there, you can move it over and sit on it."

Xiang Huan put the milk on the table and went over to bring the stool over.

Jiang Lin took advantage of this moment to take a look at the book he brought over. It was very complicated and had everything, including mathematics, chemistry and computers.

He asked, "Why do you take so many books? What subject do you want to learn from me?"

Xiang Huan sat down and opened the chemistry workbook on the top, "Just...just look at chemistry?"

Jiang Lin bit his pen, "According to the notes you gave me, I think your chemistry test is absolutely fine, so there's no need to read it again."

Xiang Huanze flicked the book for a moment, "Then let's do the questions together and look at the notes."

"I have a problem. I don't like to study when I arrive in the dormitory. If you stay with me, maybe I will learn and my grades will improve."

"Because you accompany me to do the questions, you will also do the questions together, so your grades will also improve, so the two of us will have a virtuous circle. How about it?"

Jiang Lin bit his pen, took a deep look at him, "It's up to you."

After speaking, he moved all the books on the table aside, took out his notebook, opened Word, and continued to write the thesis.

Xiang Huan glanced at the content on Jiang Lin's computer. The pile of incomprehensible chemical reaction equations was in stark contrast to the equations in the exercise book in his hand that could be reacted in just three or two steps.

In an instant, he felt that the exercise book in his hand was not fragrant.

Such a comparison, I feel that he is so low.

Xiang Huan put on the earphones and forced himself to calm down, but he couldn't do it after two questions.

He had an inexplicable feeling, as if...he felt that what he was doing now was too different from what Jiang Lin was doing, and that he was not worthy of him.

Xiang Huan was taken aback by his own thought.

What the hell, I don't deserve it, what is there between classmates.

But... After the germ of this idea broke through the ground, he really couldn't read the content of the book.

Xiang Huan hesitated for a moment, and asked Jiang Lin, "Well... can I read the content of your paper?"

Jiang Lin nodded, and tilted the computer a little, "Look."

In fact, it is best not to show this kind of academic paper to others, because it is very likely that someone will have some ideas after reading it, and they will correct it and send it out first, and the result will belong to others.

But for Xiang Huanze, Jiang Lin was completely at ease.

A small part of the reason is that Xiang Huan was the only person who treated him well after he came to this world. Although he was not very friendly at the beginning, after realizing his transformation, he was indeed better than his 'family' too much.

Of course, the most important reason is that, judging from the notes Xiang Huan gave him, it is impossible for this guy to understand his thesis with his chemical level.

This is equivalent to reading articles to an illiterate, so there is no need to worry about it.

Sure enough, Xiang Huan stared at the computer screen for a long time, his eyes narrowed smaller and smaller, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and his head moved closer and closer to the computer, but he didn't see anything for a long time.

Jiang Lin suppressed a smile, "How about it, do you have any ideas?"

When Xiang Huan heard this, his brows instantly relaxed, and his facial expression returned to normal.

He coughed lightly, pointed to a formula marked in blue on the computer and asked, "What is this?"

"Cost calculation formula."

Xiang Huan moved closer to the computer and carefully looked at the string of formulas and the function graph below.

"You are...a bit expensive."

Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows, what can you really tell at your level?

"It's okay, the materials I use are the cheapest among materials with the same performance."

Xiang Huan was just looking at him, so it was only natural that he also saw the inner thoughts flashing through his head, and instantly straightened up.

Yo, how dare this little classmate look down on him?

Don't fight for steamed buns, today he has to tell the reason for his breath.

I just heard him say: "Although I don't know much about your research topic, and I don't know much about most of the materials you use, but based on your calculation formula, the rest is wasted?"

"I don't know anything else, just this material. Let me tell you that my family makes electronic products. I know a little bit. This material can be reused. It's not good for you to waste it like this."

"I also thought about reuse, but the second use will reduce the performance and cause the overall instability of my research results, so I gave up the idea of ​​​​reuse."

Xiang Huan choked, "Huh? Is that so."

He flexed his index finger, put it in his mouth and bit it lightly, and stared at the screen for a long time.

This bunch of formulas, equations, and proper nouns that he doesn't know... This tone is not easy to argue with.

"Well, I don't quite understand your paper, and I can't offer any professional advice."

"However, I think what you wrote here should be a technical production line. From an economic point of view, the cost of your material is a bit high, so it is not suitable for promotion."

It's okay, take a breath, if you don't fight, don't fight, let this little classmate be proud.

Jiang Lin chuckled, then looked at the computer with his chin propped up, "The cost is indeed a problem..."

He had never been out of school before wearing a book, and to be honest, he really had no idea about money, so when he first started writing thesis, he was always scolded by his tutor as a prodigal, and he gradually got rid of this habit later.

The materials used in this research project are all determined by him after careful selection. The performance is definitely no problem, and the price is also the lowest he has selected.

But it is true that the cost of this material is not high, but it is not low enough to be popularized like plastic bags.

Xiang Huan had been staring at Jiang Lin, and at this moment he had seen all the thoughts in his heart.

He saw a very novel word, wearing a book.

Jiang Lin suddenly reached out and closed the notebook, "Let me think again, maybe I can synthesize a substance that can replace this organic material."

The materials he synthesized by himself are put into his own research. It is difficult for him not to win the Nobel Prize this time.

Xiang Huan stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly lowered his eyes.

wear books?Nobel Prize?

When he was thinking about the connection between these two words and Jiang Lin, suddenly there was a 'pop', and the whole dormitory was plunged into darkness.

Not only the dormitory, but also the corridors outside were plunged into darkness.

power cut.

After a burst of 'fuck' sounds outside the house, the dormitory management's power outage notice came from the loudspeaker in the dormitory building.

"Dear students, due to the sudden break of the street cable, the dormitory will be in a state of power outage from now until six o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Anyway, you should go to bed at this point, we won't waste the generator to supply power to you, students, go to bed earlier."

The sudden darkness had already interrupted Xiang Huanze's thinking, but now the dormitory manager spoke the local dialect, and said it so casually, it made him completely forget these two words.

He smiled and complained, "This broken school is too irresponsible."

Jiang Lin also shook his head with a smile, and said to Xiang Huan: "That's okay, there's a power outage, and you won't be able to learn, so you can go back."

"It's past eleven, it's time to go to bed."

The corners of Xiang Huanze's mouth gradually dropped, and his voice suddenly became very aggrieved, "You just drove me away like that."

Jiang Lin frowned instantly, "Don't put me here to disgust me, get out!"

Xiang Huan became normal in a second, "Okay, okay, I'll get out."

He packed his books by the light of the flashlight, and was about to get up, when he suddenly pointed at the door with a terrified expression, "Jiang Lin, look, what is that?!"

Jiang Lin was taken aback by him, and hurriedly turned around to look, but there was nothing but a door at the door.

He heaved a sigh of relief, turned around, and was about to say, 'There's nothing', when he saw Xiang Huan put the flashlight under his chin, rolling his eyes and sticking out his tongue making a grimace.

Jiang Lin's anger flared up again in an instant, "Go to hell!"

As he spoke, he clenched his fists and threw himself at Xiang Huanze.

Just as Xiang Huan stood up, he had a mobile phone in his left hand and a book in his right, and there was a stool behind his legs. He was completely unprepared for Jiang Lin's pounce, so they both fell backwards together.

He was so miserable that he became the one who stood behind him.

The phone slipped under the bed and the books were scattered all over the floor.

Jiang Lin jumped so hard that he didn't stop the car, and hit Xiang Huanze's chin with his mouth, and he tasted the fishy sweetness instantly.

The two had never had such a tacit understanding like now, and they hissed together.

Xiang Huan complained, "Why are you rushing over all of a sudden?"

Jiang Lin also complained: "Can you do it? You can't stand still?"

Ok?How can a man say no!

Xiang Huan felt offended and stood up abruptly, "There is a stool behind me, so I tripped over it."

But he forgot that Jiang Lin was still lying on top of him, and when he stood up, his mouth directly hit Jiang Lin's.

Jiang's mouth was injured a second time, and the fishy-sweet smell became stronger.

But this time the two of them were silent, Jiang Lin was in so much pain that he was about to burst into physical tears, and he was also very quiet at this moment.

It was Xiang Huan who came to his senses first. He helped Jiang Lin to sit up and went to find the books scattered on the floor.

Jiang Lin also came back to his senses, and hurriedly got up from the ground.

Xiang Huan picked up all the things, hesitated for a moment, and said to Jiang Lin: "Well, then I will..."

"Walk slowly without sending."

"gone."

Xiang Huan rubbed his aching back, and hurried back to his dormitory.

As soon as he entered the dormitory, he threw the book on the table and lay on his back on the bed.

In Jiang Lin's dormitory just now, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the two of them. Now that he was alone in a dark room, he realized that his heart was beating so fast.

He could even hear his own heartbeat clearly.

Xiang Huan took several deep breaths and waited for his heartbeat to calm down before he sat up slowly.

He reached for the phone from his side, clicked on Baidu, and entered two words in the search box, Chuanshu.