Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

In any case, with Steward Yang, Meng Fu's approach was somewhat ignorant.

Beside him, Yang Lai turned to Yang Liufang and said, The time has been set? Then take care of your cousin.

Because of her involvement in the entertainment industry, Yang Liufang didn't have a good relationship with most of the Yang family, and she had a cold personality. Hearing this, she only gave a faint hmm.

Can't hear much emotion.

Yang Baoyi also didn't like to talk to Yang Liufang very much. Yang Liufang was cold-tempered. After eating, she left the table and went upstairs to pack her things and set off for the set.

She is going to the scene of Life Adventure in advance.

Yang Hua had almost eaten, she looked at Yang Liufang who looked cold from the back, stood up and said something to Yang Lai, saying that she was going to talk to Yang Liufang about Meng Fu, so she went upstairs to find Yang Liufang.

Yang Baoyi glanced at Yang Lai, then smiled: Baozhu and Liufang seem to have a good relationship.

Yang Hua and Yang Liufang were not in Yang Baoyi's concern, and Yang Baoyi didn't bother to care about the relationship between the two.

Yang Lai watched the two go upstairs, and then said: Bao Zhu, bring Ah Xun to dinner in two days. After saying this to Yang Hua, Yang Lai looked at Yang Baoyi again and smiled, You guys come too.

Yang Baoyi didn't care about A Xun, she nodded casually, then looked at Yang Zhaolin and smiled, Zhaolin, are you going to see your grandma in two days?

Yang Zhaolin put down his chopsticks, and politely replied: Well, I will tell her the unwritten exercises.

Then let Xixi take you there, she happens to be looking for your grandma. Yang Baoyi said with a smile.

Yang Zhaolin nodded.

**

On Meng Fu's side, once Mr. Jiang left, her place was extremely deserted.

When Mr. Jiang was by her side, he always talked to Su Cheng and Zhao Fan, and even talked to Dabai.

He didn't feel anything if he didn't leave. Once he left, the whole hall was much quieter.

Zhao Fan went to negotiate with Manager Sheng about her next big variety show, Emergency Room. Originally, Zhao Fan was among the few of them who talked a lot, and even she had left. Except for Dabai, there was really no one talking in the room. .

Su Di was washing dishes in the kitchen.

Meng Fuwo told Zhao Fan about Yang Liufang on the sofa.

Su Cheng stood in the hall and checked the windows. He closed the curtains, I saw a paparazzi under this window when I first came in. I have already called the property management to deal with it. Don't open the curtains if there is nothing wrong.

Meng Fu lazily rested his chin on the pillow, took out his phone and clicked on a game.

There are two bottles of wine in the refrigerator for you, and the rest are bread. Su Di will come over tomorrow morning. Su Cheng closed the curtains, opened the refrigerator, and refilled all the beer in the bag.

Oh.

Go to bed early at night. Su Cheng checked the house before turning to look at Meng Fu. You can turn on the air conditioner when it's cold. The quilt in your room is not thick. I'm going back to Su's house. They have something to wait for me. They have been waiting for me for the last two days. There's no time.

After Su Cheng returned to the capital, he didn't go back to Su's house very much. He took the coat hanging by the door.

Su Di finished washing the dishes, hurried out to bid farewell to Meng Fu, and left after her.

The room instantly became quieter.

Meng Fu clicked halfway through the game, and looked away from them.

Then she turned off her mobile phone and went back to the study. Instead of practicing drawing today, she took out two math problems, one was a random number research problem given to her by Professor Galton, and the other was a conjugation study that was almost finished. .

Meng Fu flipped through the manuscripts on the table, they were all manuscripts of her calculations, neither Zhao Fan nor Su Di dared to touch them.

She was looking over Mr. Galton and her L equation with infinite solutions of ellipses.

Halfway through the pages, Meng Fu paused when he saw the brand new paper.

These manuscripts were stepped on by Boss Mo's people before, and some of the handwriting on them were blurred and blurred.

The paper she found was brand new, and the writing on it was not blurred at all.

Neatly stacked on the desk.

Her ruined copy was on another stack.

The handwriting on the paper is majestic, ninety percent similar to what she usually writes, but she is always lazy and the transitions are not sharp enough. The transitions of the handwriting on this paper are obviously crisper than hers.

Meng Fu looked at the re-copied manuscript, randomly scratched the paper with his fingertips, and finally tilted his head and let out a faint smile.

She tidied up the transcribed paper again and put it on the Millennium topic. She casually put the destroyed manuscript aside, then picked up the topic Yang Hua told her about Yang Zhaolin before, and wrote the final A step of.

The algorithm of Yang Zhaolin's proof is complicated, and the proof is used in many places.

Meng Fu has almost finished writing.

Originally, he planned to ask Yang Hua to pick it up in a few days, but thinking about the Yang family, Meng Fu planned to deliver it directly.

**

Two days later.

Yang Liufang? Zhao Fan didn't know much about the Yang family's affairs. When she heard Meng Fu talking about Yang Liufang, she froze for a moment, then remembered this person. What's going on?

Meng Fu nodded, picked up his coat casually, and prepared to go to the fragrance department: Oh, she is my cousin, she invited me to a variety show on 11.19.

Your cousin? Zhao Fan thought for a long time, but she didn't think of this cousin. She didn't object to Meng Fu's going on variety shows, What about the contract?

Let's make a verbal agreement, electronic appointment. Meng Fu listened to Zhao Fan's talk about Yang Liufang, her cousin who was inexplicably miserable in the entertainment industry.

Electronic appointment? Zhao Fan couldn't describe it for a while, she looked at Meng Fu, What program?

A big adventure in life? Meng Fu thought for a while, then replied.

Meng Fuhuo, top class, at this level, the resources he comes into contact with are all the top resources in the circle, including Emergency Room, which is an official program cooperated by the national channel.

Only Meng Fu, a pure artist, attended this official program, and could know how popular Meng Fu was in the circle.

A second-tier variety show like Life Adventure will definitely not give Zhao Fan any purpose.

This kind of electronic agreement is not very binding, and it is aimed at 18-line artists.

Hearing Meng Fu's answer, Zhao Fan only glanced at her, and then gave Meng Fu a thumbs up, Electronic date, father Fu, you are better.

Generally, I'm going to school. Meng Fu took the mask and waved at Zhao Fan, Help me send the courier to my mother.

Su Di waited by the door for Meng Fu to leave the school.

Zhao Fan watched Meng Fu leave, then went to her study to find her manuscript.

Meng Fu's manuscripts were all on the table.

Zhao Fan glanced at it, and there was a piece of five A4 papers that were neatly arranged, with dense writing on them.

On one side was a piece of white paper with an oval drawn on it, a bunch of characters that Zhao Fan couldn't understand, and a footprint. She couldn't figure out what to send, so she sent a message asking Meng Fu .

Meng Fu only replied, and sent them all, and the ones she wanted had already been put away.

As soon as Zhao Fan looked up, he saw the manuscript that was tightly pressed by the inkstone. Thinking that it should be what Meng Fu wanted, he gathered the papers on the table together, and went downstairs to send a city courier.

**

Meng Fu lived not far from Yang Hua's residence.

Same city express, sent in the morning, arrived in the afternoon.

Yang Hua lived in the villa area, and the courier couldn't get in. The security booth called the Yang family, and it was Yang's housekeeper who answered.

Express delivery? No one in the Yang family bought the express delivery yet. Hearing that it was from Yang Hua, Steward Yang sent someone to deliver it directly.

Mrs. Yang took Yang Hua to go shopping and was not at home.

When the courier arrived, only Steward Yang and Pei Xi were in the Yang family.

The courier is a file bag. Pei Xi is going to send Yang Zhaolin to Grandma Yang today, and she is sitting on the sofa waiting for Yang Zhaolin, a little strange: Is this courier from my aunt?

What documents can Yang Hua receive? Pei Xi also heard from Yang Baoyi that Yang Hua did not graduate from elementary school.

Steward Yang poured Pei Xi a cup of tea, looked at the document, remembered that Mr. Yang Hua had inquired about Yang Lai's condition secretly, frowned, and stretched out his hand to open the express delivery.

I took it out and saw that there were some mathematical symbols inside, which Butler Yang couldn't understand.

He looked at the address, it was from Shanhe Manor, and he thought it was not something important, so he put it on the table casually.

I'll go up and call the young master. Butler Yang told Pei Xi, and went upstairs to find Yang Zhaolin.

Pei Xi took a sip of tea, nodded, and casually looked at the paper on the table.

Ben glanced at it indifferently, after all, she didn't have much impression of Yang Hua.

Until you see what is written above.

Yang Zhaolin has been tied up because of some exercises recently, and Pei Xi also knows that she majors in finance and has studied high-level algebra.

It can be seen at a glance that this is written around the conjugate model, and the beginning is the proof that Yang Zhaolin was stuck.

Pei Xi shook her hand.

Almost knocked over the teacup.

She remembered that this thing belonged to Yang Hua, and she had a lot of random thoughts in her mind for a while, took out her mobile phone, and took pictures of all the manuscripts.

A voice came from upstairs, and Pei Xi reached out to put all the manuscripts back into the file bag.

Looking up, looking at Yang Zhaolin, smiling: Let's go.

Yang Zhaolin pushed down his glasses, Thank you.

He got into Pei Xi's car and came to Grandma Yang's side not long after.

Pei Xi looked up, looked at the simple and solemn Duan's family, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

At the door, there are guards that neither the Yang family nor the Pei family have.

Although Yang Lai is the god of Asian stocks, he is in business after all, and he is not from a family. There is no such thing as guards and secret guards, but Grandma Yang has them. Grandma Yang's surname is Duan, and now she is called Mrs. Duan.

Pei Xi went in with Yang Zhaolin.

Pei Xi was stopped by the guards at the door.

Pei Xi was not surprised by this.

Mrs. Duan was divorced more than 30 years ago, and she returned to the Duan family. The Duan family is the first family of the family, and the only daughter in the direct line is Mrs. Duan, who controls the research institute. care.

She has never cared about human feelings. In the entire Yang family, she doesn't care about many people, except Yang Lai and Yang Zhaolin, especially the smart Yang Zhaolin.

When Yang Zhaolin was five years old, Mrs. Duan sent special guards to secretly protect Yang Zhaolin.

It was only later that Pei Xi realized that Mrs. Duan was just patriarchal, she could not even care about her missing little daughter, let alone her granddaughter, the entire Pei family would not be valued by Mrs. Duan.

Pei Xi stood at the door, her mother won this opportunity for her, and it was not surprising that Pei Xi couldn't see Mrs. Duan.

Just standing there, remembering the manuscript I saw at Yang's house, picked up the phone, and looked down at the screenshots.

The pictures she took are very clear, but it is very troublesome to zoom in on them.

Pei Xi sat back in the driver's seat and began to look through it little by little.

It was a bit esoteric and obscure, Pei Xi didn't have any paper at hand, but she could understand a little bit, at least she finally understood what Yang Zhaolin had been stuck on.

The rest will have to wait for her to go back and calculate with a pen.

Pei Xi put away her phone, her heart was pounding, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Not long after, Yang Zhaolin came out.

Pei Xi got out of the car, watched Yang Zhaolin being sent out by Duan's family, and looked behind Yang Zhaolin. In this high-end courtyard was her grandmother...

grandmother……

A legendary figure of the Yang family and the Duan family.

At that time, he single-handedly pulled up the Yang family who was in danger, divorced the Yang family when the Duan family was in danger, and single-handedly pulled up the Duan family. He is a mythical figure in the circle.

It's a pity that Pei Xi has never met Mrs. Duan since she was a child.

Most mention her from other populations.

Mrs. Duan was wise all her life, and her methods were cruel. Even Yang Lai, who became the Asian stock god, only gave her a little look. In the entire Yang family, only Yang Zhaolin could catch Mrs. Duan's eyes.

The word grandmother is strange and mysterious to Pei Xi, out of reach.

Not to mention Pei Xi, even Yang Baoyi rarely saw her mother.

Cousin, let's go. Yang Zhaolin came out and called Pei Xi, but Pei Xi didn't hear him, so he called again.

Pei Xi came back to her senses, got in the car, and drove back.

When the car turned around, she suddenly said, Zhao Lin, I've been thinking about it for a week, and I just came up with some ideas. I think that in your step, the choice of super prior distribution is wrong, and the result of the Jacobian test is not accumulative... ...