Don't Try to Trick Me Into Going Downstairs to the First Floor

Back at the School of Physics, Shen Qi was distracted; he wanted to leave early.

In the past, he was quite enthusiastic about exchanging ideas with others and generating sparks of intellectual exchange.

But Shen Qi was preoccupied with something on his mind. He hadn't solved a major problem and didn't want to argue with anyone. He just wanted to quietly listen to a physics class that wasn't so boring.

In the classrooms of the science building, the teaching style of the Mathematics Department is completely different. Professor Lu lecturer of Real Analysis, uses a laser pointer to explain the key points on the PPT, without pausing or asking questions, from the beginning of class to the end.

After listening to Zhou Yu'an's in-depth analysis, Ou Ye became even more preoccupied, and she didn't hear a single word Professor Lu said.

Zhou Yu'an listened with great interest, occasionally jotting down key points in his notebook, suddenly realizing the significance of his words, and gaining a lot from the experience.

The first year of each major focuses on basic teaching, while the second year and later involve more and more specialized courses, making the gap between top students and struggling students more obvious.

Prestigious universities like Yenching University and Tsinghua University certainly have students with poor academic performance. They may not have fallen to the level of academic failure, but every school and every major has a first-place student and a last-place student.

There was only one female student in the second-year Mathematics Department, but she outshone everyone else, ranking first in average grade during her first year.

Even though Shen Qi was number one, his average score in his first year of the Mathematics Department was not as high as Ou Ye's.

Of course, Shen Qi's situation is a bit special. He only took the exams for the basic Mathematics Department courses for one semester, that is, the first semester of his freshman year.

In the male-dominated field of mathematics, Ou Ye's achievements are quite remarkable.

During the break, Zhou Yu'an said to Ou Ye, "Shen Qi is really good to you. We're roommates and were both selected for the Olympic Math national team, but he never helps me with writing papers or doing research projects. To be honest, my math skills aren't any worse than yours, Ou Ye."

"You're pretty good at math." Ou Ye's attitude towards Zhou Yu'an changed drastically, after all, Zhou Yu'an had given her a valuable emotional counseling analysis for free.

Zhou Yu'an: "Hey, take me with you sometime. I'm not bragging, but when I was in high school, my skill level was about the same as Shen Qi's. He won an IMO gold medal, and so did I."

"Oh, not bad," Ou Ye said dismissively, muttering to herself, "But what about opportunity?"

Zhou Yu'an asked, "I have a personal question for you, Ou Ye. You must answer me truthfully, as this relates to the quality of our subsequent consultation and analysis services."

"Explain."

Before you met Shen Qi, had you ever had a boyfriend?

"No," Ou Ye answered decisively.

"No wonder, no wonder! Ou Ye, you really are a novice when it comes to relationships." Zhou Yu'an clapped her hands and laughed, understanding dawning on her. "The opportunity is this: in a romantic place, at a romantic moment, when you two happen to be alone, you just..."

Just as they were getting to the crucial point, someone suddenly shouted from the back door of the classroom, "Zhou Yu'an, come downstairs, to the first floor, it's urgent!"

Zhou Yu'an turned around and yelled, "You bastard, don't try to trick me into going downstairs!"

"It's urgent! A girl from the School of Government and Public Affairs is looking for you! If you don't come downstairs, she'll come upstairs and we'll have math class together, that's what she said."

"Damn it!" Zhou Yu'an hurriedly ran out of the classroom and downstairs.

Ou Ye felt inexplicably scared. Zhou Yu'an had already messed up her own relationship business, and now she was offering me relationship counseling services?

I bet he's never even had a girlfriend!

This is probably just empty talk!

Utopian theorist!

That's why people need friends, especially best friends.

Friends with rich social experience, and close confidantes with whom you can confide.

However, Ou Ye didn't have any friends with extensive social experience, except for her father, Old Ou.

As for her closest confidante, that would probably only be Ou Ye's Mom.

But how can a boy easily talk to his parents about this?

Ugh, this is so annoying.

Ou Ye skipped class; she didn't listen to the second half of the Real Analysis class and left the science building alone.

Romantic places, romantic moments?

What is the definition of romance?

Based on this definition, is it possible to calculate a set of quantified data?

Unfortunately, emotions are not mathematics; they cannot be calculated with an exact value.

Ou Ye wandered aimlessly through the campus of Yenching University, and the further in he went, the more old buildings he saw.

The vermilion pillars have been painted many times, and the mottled walls tell the story of the passage of time. In this old two- or three-story building, perhaps an important academic report is being drafted.

Strictly speaking, Weiming Lake is not a lake; it is too delicate and not very large.

Ou Ye sat on a bench by the lake, staring intently at a pair of ducks swimming back and forth on the water.

The riverbank is planted with lilacs, but at this time of year, the lilacs are past their blooming season, and their withering follows their full bloom.

"I don't understand romance, not even a little bit." Ou Ye really couldn't think of any place that could be considered romantic. Dali? Western Sichuan? Or Paris? These places aren't romantic at all. The places my dad took me to were always crowded, and the prices were double those in ordinary cities.

Ou Ye picked up a small stone and threw it into the lake, scaring away a pair of ducks that were entwined around each other's necks.

The two ducks were inseparable, and when startled by humans, they ran away at the same frequency.

"Ugh, even the ducks are showing me their love!" Ou Ye said, both amused and exasperated, before picking up an even bigger rock.

"Ou Ye, class is starting." Suddenly, a man called out from behind Ou Ye.

"I'm not going." Ou Ye without turning her head.

"Ou Ye, it's time for class, math class," the man said calmly, continuing to persuade her.

Wait, something's not right. The man's voice behind her sounds so familiar. Ou Ye suddenly turned around, never expecting it to be him. "Shen... Shen Qi."

"The school has rules against harming wild animals, you know that, right?" Shen Qi opened his palm and said, "Give it to me."

Ou Ye obediently handed over the stones. "I didn't mean to hurt them, I was just bored."

Shen Qi: "I know you've been under a lot of pressure lately and need to release it. If you want some roast duck, just tell me, I'll treat you, all you can eat. But you kept promising me you'd pay attention in math class, and then you skipped Professor Lu's class so casually to come here and play with the ducks. I'm disappointed."

"I... I'm sorry." Ou Ye lowered her head in shame, then suddenly realized something was wrong. "Didn't you go to physics class?"

"Physics class is so boring with all that noise, I'm skipping it," Shen Qi said calmly.

"You..." Ou Ye raised her little fist, "Shen Qi, where's your face?"

"I walked and walked until I came here and met you. Let's go eat, then we can get back to work." Shen Qi took Ou Ye to a restaurant to eat roast duck.

"You said you'd give me a gift when the project was finished?" Ou Ye asked.

Shen Qi solemnly promised, "Absolutely. What gift do you want?"

Ou Ye: "If I tell you, it won't be interesting."

"Understood, surprise." Shen Qi nodded.