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After that, Pei Yue seemed to be in a fight with Wu Bai, if the one-sided fight was also a fight.

In fact, this kind of confrontation is not intense or obvious. It is just a few sarcastic words from time to time, deliberately bumping into each other when walking, and being a few steps ahead of Wu Bai in everything.

After getting along with him, he naturally knew that Wu Bai's family background must be average, and Pei Yue instantly felt a sense of superiority. Although Jiang Xueyi could not say it, and after getting along with him, she knew that his family was not bad, but she knew at a glance that this Wu Bai was definitely not rich, and his whole body It couldn't be more than 200, but he was too boring. He didn't pay attention to her taunts. He just answered questions and read books every day. He was even more exaggerated than Gu Huai, which made her depressed and had nowhere to vent.

Although it is a special training class, the courses are not tight, and the teachers are humorous and explain the topics in detail. Although some difficult problems are difficult to solve, studying them is particularly interesting for this group of top students.

Jiang Xueyi had a great time studying, and the communication between classmates was also very comfortable, except of course Pei Yue who turned his head when he saw her.

In the blink of an eye, there are only about ten days left before the end of this year's special training class, and Jiang Xueyi and a few people in the class have gradually become familiar with each other.

At first, most people were somewhat unconvinced that a girl named Jiang Xueyi won the No. 1 prize, but after spending time together, everyone sincerely admired her.

They are academic masters, but Jiang Xueyi is the academic god.

The same goes for Gu Huai.

He has been nurtured by the best environment and the best teachers since he was a child, and has met many geniuses over the years. He knows that there are people outside the world, but he has never encountered anyone who can make him bow his head and admit defeat at this age.

Until the national competition, he missed the No. 1 spot and only finished second. At first, he just frowned, but now he can't help but feel a little self-doubt.

Jiang Xueyi could finish a big question that took him an hour or two to complete in half an hour. Even the person next to him who was said to have not received systematic training was not much worse than him. For a long time in the beginning, he was able to complete it. A sense of frustration.

Now that I have to deal with it a lot every day, I have almost adapted to it. We even talk about it together when we are not sure about questions that we cannot figure out.

Today, he had just finished reading Jiang Xueyi's solution to the problem assigned by the teacher yesterday, when he heard the students around him guessing who the new teacher that the teacher said yesterday would be coming today. Some people guessed that he was nearly sixty years old. Some of Mr. Luo guessed it was Mr. Jiang. He heard the girl wearing glasses in the front row say in an admiring tone that it would be great if she was Professor Feng Yancheng, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Xueyi was studying past exercises. She was a little curious yesterday. However, when she messaged Feng Yancheng in the evening, there was nothing unusual about him. Jiang Xueyi's vague speculation and curiosity disappeared.

The first period was still the time for Teacher He to analyze problem-solving ideas. Just after the class ended, Teacher He announced that there would be a new teacher next.

Jiang Xueyi didn't pay attention. She was still thinking about whether there were other solutions to the problem in her hand. She calculated it several times and had an idea. Then she started to solve it in her draft book with great devotion.

She didn't notice the sudden silence and excitement around her at all. It wasn't until the classmate next to her poked her arm with a pen that she came back to her senses and heard a familiar voice coming from the podium.

"Classmate Jiang Xueyi."

She just looked up and saw a slight look of surprise in Jiang Xueyi's eyes.

The man was wearing a beige corduroy coat with a turtleneck sweater of the same color underneath. A smile flashed through his eyes under gold-rimmed glasses.

With his eyes turning, Jiang Xueyi responded in a low voice, "Here we are."

A deep, ringing sound hit Feng Yancheng's ears, causing a dull vibration in his chest.

In the following courses, the two actually did not interact much. One was still a serious and studious student, and the other was a teacher who taught everything he could.

Just the occasional exchange of eyes, the moment when figures pass each other, or the moment when the other person's voice comes into ear, there will be a fleeting heartbeat, and silent feelings will rush into my heart.

Pei Yue looked at the two of them, one was cold and the other was indifferent. Their appearance was as calm as water, so that no one could see anything strange about them. She secretly snorted in her heart, what are you pretending to be?

Unfortunately, she didn't see what was going on between the two until the end of the special training.

If it weren't for the day after her studies, when she and her cousin went to visit Feng's house and saw Jiang Xueyi coming down from the second floor, she would have really thought that the two of them had nothing to do with each other!

After the special training, Jiang Xueyi simply packed her things in the room and then received a call from Feng Yancheng.

"Are you going back tomorrow?"

Feng Yancheng asked with a uniquely cold and soft magnetic voice.

"If there are no accidents, it should be."

Jiang Xueyi answered casually.

"That might be a bit surprising." Feng Yancheng chuckled and replied.

"Oh?"

Jiang Xueyi asked briefly and quietly.

With a smile on his face, Feng Yancheng lay on his back on the white bed of the hotel, listening to a slightly meaningful word on the phone, and said softly,

"My grandpa has been feeling unwell lately, and I would like to ask you to help."

"Did you go to the hospital for an examination?"

After hearing Jiang Xueyi's words, Feng Yancheng sighed and said,

"It's some old injuries. Now that I'm getting older, I always feel a little uncomfortable. There's no specific solution. My grandfather has always been patient. I also want to see if there is any way to alleviate some of the pain. Of course, Wanting to treat you to dinner is also part of the reason.”

Jiang Xueyi thought of the old man Feng he saw last time. Although he was older, his iron-blooded military temperament was deeply imprinted in his bones and could not be changed.

She hummed and agreed.

It was her first visit to the elderly person's home. Jiang Xueyi thought about it and decided to go shopping to see if there were any suitable things to give to the elderly.

As soon as she left the hotel door, she saw a familiar car parked in front of her. She skillfully opened the passenger door.

Then I saw Feng Yancheng smiling and saying,

"I guess you will go out."

Jiang Xueyi nodded and said seriously,

"Yeah, you're awesome. You understand me better than the roundworms in my belly."

Feng Yancheng patted her forehead with a smile on his face.

Across the way, Gu Huai's eyes changed as he looked at the car driving away in front of him.

When the girl opened the car door, she had a bright smile on her face and the light flowing in the corners of her eyes and brows was something he had never seen before.

Jiang Xueyi is easy to get along with and will never refuse anyone's inquiry when she doesn't understand. However, this easy getting along with her is always accompanied by indifference and alienation.

Gu Huai thought she had this kind of temperament and treated everyone the same.

Until the scene I saw tonight, the man's movements were gentle, his cold face was full of warmth, and the girl's face was filled with joy, and her indifferent eyes were filled with enthusiasm.

Some are harmonious and some are dazzling.