"Manman, luckily my physics is still good, otherwise I definitely wouldn't be able to be with you," He Lele said pitifully.
"Are you going to abandon your history teacher? Can you bear to part with him?" Wang Muman felt that distance was not a problem, and they could still eat together every day, so it depended on He Lele's own wishes.
He Lele's expression suddenly changed, "Manman, is the history teacher as important to you as I am? Honestly, don't you love me anymore?" She turned her head away and refused to look at her.
"I know you're good to me, and I don't want to leave you, but the future is still my own," Wang Muman said to He Lele with deep feeling.
"My future must include you. Your leg is very thick, and I must hold on tight," He Lele made a grasping motion with her hand, and secretly glanced behind Yan Cheng, thinking it might be a buy-one-get-one-free situation.
Spring is like this, with grass growing and orioles flying, everything reviving, full of ambiguous atmosphere. The sun is warm, and more and more people stand in the corridor to bask in the sun after class, chatting and playing. Students sitting by the window don't need to go out, enjoying the sunbath directly in the classroom.
"Manman, you haven't participated in any competitions. I'll give you a practice sheet. Try it first, and ask me if you don't know," Yan Cheng walked to Wang Muman's side with a piece of paper.
The sunlight shone on both of them. Wang Muman looked up at Yan Cheng, her ponytail shining golden in the sun. Wang Muman squinted one eye and met Yan Cheng's gaze. Yan Cheng's hair, which was hanging down, was very fluffy, and in the sunlight, it looked even more like a dog's soft fur, making one want to pet him.
"Thank you," Wang Muman took the paper and smiled at Yan Cheng, her eyes narrowed, her eyelashes casting shadows in the light.
"When will you stop saying thank you?" Yan Cheng suppressed the urge to pat her head and returned to his seat.
She said thank you every time, and his ears were getting calloused.
"Hey, can you two consider me and Wei Ge?" He Lele couldn't stand it anymore, took the paper from Wang Muman's hand, and started reading it.
She then said, "As expected, this is something I can't touch. I still can't fit into your world of scholars." He Lele's head started to ache after looking at the first question.
Mathematics is a great nemesis for some people, like He Lele.
Wang Muman also started reading. It was different from what they usually studied, but the basic principles were still there. Wang Muman picked up her pen and started writing. He Lele shook her head and moved a little further away.
During math class, Wang Muman saw Teacher Xu explaining a problem and secretly looked at the paper Yan Cheng gave her, continuing to solve the problems. Teacher Xu was explaining diligently and didn't notice Wang Muman. Wang Muman solved the first few problems quite smoothly, but then encountered difficulties. She felt like she had written a lot, but didn't know how to arrive at the result.
One class passed quickly, especially when she was doing her own thing. He Lele listened attentively because she hadn't done well on the recent quiz and was afraid she would be called to the office again to have Little Xu explain each problem to her.
Wang Muman originally wanted to ask Yan Cheng about the problems, but he was called away by Teacher Xu. She had to skip them for now, but she felt very uncomfortable in her heart, as if something was blocking her, making her feel restless.
By the time Yan Cheng returned, the next class had already started. Wang Muman couldn't hold back and secretly poked Yan Cheng's back, wanting to pass him a note to ask him. At first, Yan Cheng thought Wang Muman had accidentally touched him. After thinking carefully, he realized she had never accidentally poked him before. He tried to reach his hand behind him, and sure enough, there was a note. Yan Cheng glanced at the biology teacher, thinking this might be the first time Wang Muman had been so bold in class.