[Shen Xia] Britannia Rose

Isabella didn't stay in the restaurant for too long. The psychiatrist that Mycroft arranged for her was the most famous professor of psychology at Cambridge University. Before she left, she subconsciously turned around and scanned the room. The scattered diners were enjoying their dinner slowly, Isabella turned her head and strode open the glass door.

After Isabella left the restaurant, in an inconspicuous corner that could dominate the entire restaurant, a man leisurely reading a newspaper looked up. He was wearing a beige wool coat that looked very warm and soft. He wore a gray-blue checkered shirt inside, and the cuffs were tightly rolled up to the forearm. If you look carefully, you can still see the slightly white chalk dust in the gap between the index finger and thumb nails of his right hand.

All this shows that his identity is a teacher teaching on campus.The smile on the man's lips was meaningful. He lifted the purple sand pot and poured a cup of hot oolong tea into the half-cold porcelain cup.He waited here until he saw Isabella enter this Chinese restaurant—a psychological suggestion that made her choose this restaurant.

The man slowly put away the newspaper and picked up the mobile phone beside him. Among the emails one after another asking him about the difficulties in his studies, he selectively picked a few to reply, then logged out of the account, and logged into a website with only initials. M's mailbox is different from the previous interface. The algorithm of this mailbox has been encrypted layer by layer. Even F丨BI will take several days to decipher it.His lazy expression completely changed after seeing an email. It was an exaggerated smile, like the excitement that could not wait before the beginning of a good show.

"GAMESTART"

……

After returning to school, Isabella seems to have been separated from Her Royal Highness Princess of the British Empire. Here, she has always kept a low profile and is hardly disturbed by anyone. In this good learning atmosphere where everyone is eager for knowledge, Isabella Bella also devoted herself to studying for the exam.

So, when she received a text message from Oston in the library, she was stunned for a long time.

"How are you recently? I heard from Carol that you seemed to have encountered a problem before. No matter what happens, you are welcome to come to me. ——AH"

Isabella blinked her obscure eyes, and just about to reply to him, she slid her hand down. She saw an encrypted file package sent by Auston at the bottom of the text message, and her heart skipped a beat. It was a password she knew well.After opening it, there are some political and commercial information revealed by Auston in several offline gatherings about the Rose Party丨.

Mycroft has indeed been promoted. The long list of titles before his name startled Isabella. After thinking about it, wouldn't it be normal to have the Holmes family's extremely smart brain to get to this point?She continued to look down, and there were some changes in other people's positions. It was obvious that the staff who were close to Mrs. Green on weekdays were all secretly suppressed.After reading the information on the political arena, Isabella scrolled down, and there was nothing interesting about business. It was nothing more than someone’s illegitimate child who came to the door and made some disgraceful things... However, the Campbell family once The lady who was taken aback by her was actually engaged to Alexander Cavendish, and she didn't even know when these two people were together.

Isabella accurately retrieved the word "stock" from a bunch of English letters, which is the internal information of a certain group. A certain stock she holds may be at risk in the near future, so she decisively turns on the computer and boards the stock market, and puts her holdings into stock. All stocks sold in one go.

Looking at her fund balance, Isabella is still very satisfied.As for what to do after graduation, she hasn't thought about it yet, but it's not impossible to open a store of her own.

Just when she was thinking about whether to open a coffee shop or a dessert shop, a well-dressed man suddenly sat down on the seat directly opposite her.

The first thing that floated into Isabella's nose was the faint scent of perfume on the man's body. It was a very light and mild herbal fragrance, reminiscent of the warm sunshine in early spring.Isabella couldn't help but look up at him, that was definitely not a student, her brain automatically came up with such an analysis conclusion.

The man noticed that Isabella was looking at him, so he stopped typing on the computer keyboard. He smiled kindly at her in a good-tempered manner. He glanced at the books in Isabella's hand, and asked in a low voice deliberately. Said: "Dean Kolbe's "Introduction to Economic Mathematics", are you a student in the Department of Mathematics?"

Isabella shook her head. Considering that she was in the library, she whispered, "You guessed wrong." But she didn't intend to tell the other party where she was studying.

The man said politely: "Don't get me wrong, I just saw that my professional books are a little kind... Hello, my name is James McVitty, and I am a professor of mathematics at the school."

Isabella was stunned. She had heard this name from Teacher Sara a few days ago. She looked at the gentle man in front of her again. His eyes were big, his double eyelids were very obvious, and the dark circles under his eyes were very complex. His status as a university professor is just... as a professor of mathematics at Cambridge University, he is indeed too young.

"Isabella, it's a coincidence that Teacher Sarah recommended you to me a few days ago."

His reaction was very cute. He opened his mouth into a small "O" as if stunned. Thank you for taking care of you. Are you going to study for a master's degree?"

"Yes, please excuse me."

James pursed his lips and smiled. He wrote down his email address on a piece of paper and handed it over, "If you have any questions, please come and ask me."

Isabella whispered thanks: "Thank you."

The handwriting on the note was round and neat. Isabella glanced at it and stored it in the memory palace.

After a brief chat, both of them concentrated on doing their own things. Isabella was very efficient. After a while, she read all the thick book, and she circled an obscure knowledge point , looked at James who was staring intently at the computer screen, hesitating, but fortunately, he found Isabella who was hesitant to speak, and he took the initiative to smile and asked, "Is there any problem?"

Isabella nodded and passed the topic, "I feel that there is something wrong with the economic model established by this formula..."

James looked at it carefully for a while, and said: "In theory, the data is correct. First of all, it is deduced in this way..."

He writes and draws on the draft paper, which is different from the neat handwriting at the beginning. As the calculation data becomes larger and larger, he gradually deepens into a better state, and the handwriting under the pen becomes wilder and sharper, completely different from the one I gave Isa before. Bella's impression.

"But this place, if it is a model, this point cannot be established." Isabella retorted.

James paused, and he said, "Then let me demonstrate it to you on the computer."

As he spoke, he tapped the keyboard a few times, turned the computer around, and on the screen was the economic mathematical model mentioned in the book.

"Well……"

"It is established. Although the influencing factors you mentioned are also possible, but in the author's time, this is not an important factor, and the impact on the deviation of the results is negligible."

Isabella finally understood. She nodded and said gratefully, "Thank you very much, Professor McVitie."

James McVitty's foundation in mathematical theory is very solid and profound, and he is indeed the youngest professor who can be exceptionally hired by Cambridge University.

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