She made herself visible only to me

After class, Su Nian took advantage of the 10-minute break to slump on the table and started to catch up on sleep, while Zhou Mo sat in his seat leisurely drawing on the draft paper with a pencil.

She raised her head to look at Su Nian who was sleeping, and then lowered her head to draw on the paper.

Xu Shi noticed that someone was staring at him, and Su Nian woke up in a daze.

Seeing this, Zhou Mo quickly put away his "work", pretending that nothing happened.

"Ah Mo... what did you write just now?"

After that confession, Su Nian gradually noticed that Zhou Mo would sometimes do some inexplicable tricks behind her back.

"No...no, I'm calculating the problem..."

Zhou Mo replied seriously.

Su Nian thought to herself: "I fucking believe you...there isn't even a book on the table...what a shit topic..."

Just when she was about to interrogate Zhou Mo, a boy suddenly came in from the back door.

The boy saw Su Nian first, and asked excitedly, "Beauty... do you know where Zhou Mo is?"

Upon hearing Zhou Mo's name, Su Nian immediately became interested. She looked at the harmless expression on Zhou Mo's face, and asked in a low voice, "Which class are you in... What do you want from her?"

The boy has a self-written book, looks a little cute, and speaks with an accent that doesn't know where: "Send something..."

As he said that, the boy blinked at Su Nian with an expression of "you understand".

Of course Su Nian understood, she yelled twice, and happily pointed to Zhou Mo beside her: "She is!"

Zhou Mo casually glanced at the boy, his eyes suddenly returned to their original indifference, and said slightly: "What do you want from me?"

She thought this boy was here to ask questions, and many people from other classes came to ask her to explain the questions, so before he could answer, Zhou Mo hurriedly said, "Sorry, I don't give lectures... you go..."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Mo didn't even look at the boy, but shifted his gaze to Su Nian who was about to watch the fun.

Seeing Zhou Mo's cold expression, the boy felt as if he had touched a nail with thorns all over his body, so he could only whisper, "Here you..."

After finishing speaking, there was a small wooden box on Zhou Mo's desk.

After quickly putting the small box on Zhou Mo's desk, he covered his face and ran through the back door.

"Ah Mo... look at you, you were scared away by others..."

Su Nian sighed, and once again found that Zhou Mo really deserves a beating, can he die if he talks to someone well?

Zhou Mo said angrily: "Except you... other people are superfluous with me..."

Su Nian suppressed the urge to blow Zhou Mo's head off, and asked curiously, "...By the way, Ah Mo...what did that boy give you just now...?"

"...you want to know?"

Zhou Mo originally planned to throw away the box, but since Su Nian wanted to see it, she had no choice but to satisfy someone's curiosity.

Su Nian thought that Zhou Mo would carefully open the delicate wooden box, but Zhou Mo directly opened the wooden box and dumped the contents on the table with his mouth facing down.

After a while, a pile of cards and a scrap of paper full of handwriting were piled up on Zhou Mo's desk in a mess.

She took out the yellow paper from a pile of cards, glanced at it and said two words: "Love letter."

"Ok?"

After hearing Su Nian's "hmm", Zhou Mo immediately changed his words: "It's just a draft paper."

Zhou Mo took a card from the pile and took a look, and found that they were all postcards with the school scene of Tsinghua University printed on them.

"Ah Mo... why did you send you the postcard from Tsinghua University?"

"Let's be free... It just so happens that there is no draft paper today..." Zhou Mo put away those postcards and continued: "It's the first time to use postcards to make a draft."

In Su Nian's mind, someone sent a love letter to Zhou Mo last time, but Zhou Mo ruthlessly threw it into the trash can.

This time I finally didn't throw it in the trash can.

From love letter to draft paper, it turned out that Zhou Mo was all that was needed.

The next class is physics class, and Su Nian has already put a magazine under the physics textbook to spend the boring 10 minutes.

On the blackboard, the physics teacher wrote a seemingly complicated problem, and the whole class racked their brains to calculate it on the scratch paper. Only Su Nian looked at the blackboard blankly, after confirming that the problem was not something he could solve. He lowered his head again.

Beside him, Zhou Mo asked boredly: "Ah Mo, what are you looking at...?"

It doesn't matter if Zhou Mo doesn't make a sound. When she asked, Su Nian looked at the white paper on her desk and said, "Ah Mo, why don't you count the topics on the blackboard?"

In Su Nian's opinion, a top student should look like a top student, such as doing calculations and so on, why are you staring at yourself all the time?

"Such a simple question still needs to be calculated...?"

Zhou Mo twirled the pencil nimbly between his fingers, without any intention of writing to solve the problem.

"Just now the teacher said that this topic is beyond the outline...it looks very difficult...no one in the class can do it..."

Zhou Mo looked confused: "??? I'm not a human?"

Su Nian said unhurriedly: "You know how to write, why don't you write...?"

Zhou Mo has a habit. She has never been too lazy to write on questions that she can see the answer at a glance. She will only write down her thoughts on the draft paper for more complicated questions.

When it comes to Su Nian, it becomes that if you don't write, you just don't know how to do it.

Zhou Mo said lazily: "If I do it...you have to promise me one thing..."

"what's up?"

Although Su Nian didn't pay attention to the class just now, she vaguely heard the physics teacher say that the problem involved advanced mathematics knowledge, and they were only freshmen in high school, so of course it was impossible to solve that problem.

On the podium, the physics teacher has already planned to skip this topic and talk about the next one.

"Let me eat with your meal card after school?"

Zhou Mo never eats in the school cafeteria, so it's normal not to have a meal card, and the fact that she asked to use Su Nian's meal card to eat is also a trivial matter, so Su Nian agreed without thinking: " OK!"

After hearing Su Nian's quick agreement, Zhou Mo lazily stood up and said loudly, "Teacher, there are... three ways to answer the question just now!"

As soon as the words were finished, the eyes of the whole class were focused on Zhou Mo alone. The physics teacher also put down the chalk in his hand at this moment, and signaled her to continue talking with his eyes.

Zhou Mo said lightly: "The first method is to use the Lagrange mean value theorem..."

When the first method was finished, the whole class was silent, everyone had a confused expression, only the physics teacher on the podium nodded knowingly.

"The second way is to prove... and then prove..."

When the second method was finished, the whole class was still quiet, and those who were dozing off sat up straight at this moment and listened carefully to a lot of unfamiliar formulas and numbers that Zhou Mo said.

Although Zhou Mo spoke Chinese and she knew every word, Su Nian couldn't understand a word.

Only a scumbag can understand the suffering of a scumbag.

Although Zhou Mo was in the last row, his voice was loud when he talked about the process of solving the problem, and his whole body exuded a confident light.

She is so relaxed, so wise, so calm, so calm.

Even though everyone was looking at her, she always looked calm and breezy.

For a moment, Su Nian felt that Zhou Mo was the darling of heaven, in short, "heaven's chosen son".

After a while, Zhou Mo finally finished the problem-solving steps of the second method. After listening, the physics teacher on the podium nodded appreciatively to Zhou Mo in the last row.

As for the other people in the classroom, although they didn't understand, they applauded Zhou Mo's admiration again.

After Zhou Mo finished talking about the second method, he picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of water casually, cleared his throat and continued: "The last method needs to introduce a brand new variable, and then use the function..."

Once again, Zhou Mo was the only voice left in the class.

When the last word was finished, there was warm applause in the classroom, Zhou Mo turned his head and licked the corner of his mouth slightly at Su Nian, and sat down calmly.

Let alone whether Su Nian could figure out the problem-solving process, she couldn't remember any of the derivation process.

Sure enough, the brain capacity of a genius is beyond the imagination of others.

After sitting down, Zhou Mo turned his head and said to Su Nian, "How is it? Wife, are you satisfied with your performance just now?"

Su Nian just wanted to scold, "I'm fucking uncle", but found that the physics teacher was looking at them, so he had to bear it and said casually, "It's so so..."

Just when Zhou Mo was about to tease Su Nian again, the physics teacher went straight to Zhou Mo's position in the last row, and said in an appreciative tone: "Student Zhou Mo, please write down the steps to solve the problem just now. , Give it to me after class, I will post it back in front of the class for the students to learn!"

"Teacher, I don't want to write."

Zhou Mo refused to write on a topic that she could figure out without even scratch paper.

"Student Zhou Mo, why don't you think about the other students in the class?"

To be honest, the physics teacher may not be able to do the three methods mentioned by Zhou Mo just now, so he can only persuade them with good words.

"I...why should I think about other students in the class...?"

Zhou Mo thought to himself, would it be none of my business for them to write this topic?

If it wasn't for a legitimate reason to be able to have lunch with her daughter-in-law at noon, she wouldn't bother to stand up and say so much.

Seeing that the persuasion was fruitless, the physics teacher didn't know what to say, and smiled awkwardly at Zhou Mo.

Su Nian sat at the side, looked at the puzzled expression of the physics teacher, and suddenly said: "Because... because I also want to see..."

After finishing speaking, considering the complexity of the topic, Su Nian threw a brand new notebook to Zhou Mo, and whispered into Zhou Mo's eyes: "You will write down the steps of the three methods in detail. We watched... right... classmate Zhou Mo?"

"That is required."

As soon as Su Nian said this, Zhou Mo took the notebook and began to write.

It doesn't matter whether others understand it or not, the key is that her daughter-in-law wants to read it, and write it if she doesn't want to!

The physics teacher saw Zhou Mo writing the problem-solving steps step by step in his notebook, and returned to the podium to continue his lecture with satisfaction.

In the last row, Zhou Mo said while writing: "Niannian... Are the three methods enough? Not enough, let me write a few more methods for you to see?"

Beside, Su Nian thought, "I don't fucking want to watch it"!

For a person like Su Nian, of course she is not interested in physics topics, and she doesn't want to read a lot of boring mathematical formulas.

Mathematics and physics are like nightmares to her!

She just felt that as a student, one had to respect the teacher, and the physics teacher had already said that, and Zhou Mo didn't agree to it, which meant that he didn't take the teacher seriously at all.

However, she still calmed down and said, "Ah Mo... didn't you say that there are three ways to answer this question?"

Just now she clearly heard Zhou Mo say that there are three ways to answer the question, why did she suddenly change her mind that there are other ways?

Zhou Mo was writing with his head down, and while writing, he replied: "Actually, there are several other methods... It's just that I'm too lazy to talk about it... They won't understand anyway..."

Su Nian saw that Zhou Mo was able to write out a series of solution steps on paper while communicating with others, and exclaimed again: "Ah Mo... how can you remember so many formulas..."

Su Nian had a headache seeing those symbols and formulas related to numbers since she was a child, let alone memorizing them.

Zhou Mo's writing speed is very fast. After a while, a page has been filled by her. She turned over a new page and started writing again: "The human brain has selective memory... I will only remember the important things. s things."

"Like me...I can never remember the prices of fruits and vegetables, but I can remember the numbers and formulas...well...and you!"

Zhou Mo never forgot to mention Su Nian when writing the topic, which made Su Nian a little speechless. She patted Zhou Mo on the head and warned: "...you fucking write the topic well!"

However, Zhou Mo didn't feel the pain, instead he continued: "In my heart, there are two things in this world whose beauty is incomparable and irreplaceable!"

Su Nian lay beside her and watched Zhou Mo write, and she suddenly felt that it was a kind of beautiful enjoyment, because Zhou Mo's handwriting was delicate and beautiful, and the strokes showed her unique style.

"What is it?"

Su Nian answered.

"The first thing is mathematics." Zhou Mo looked at the numbers and symbols she wrote down with joy. "Mathematics is as beautiful and mysterious as the starry sky."

In Zhou Mo's heart, the charm of mathematics is never comparable to that of other subjects.

It is interesting to deduce the physical process, and it is very fun to do chemical experiments, but she always believes that mathematics is the foundation and soul of natural science.

Su Nian really couldn't understand the beauty of mathematics. She just found it extremely boring, but she followed Zhou Mo's words and asked, "What about the second one?"

Just after writing the last word, Zhou Mo put down his pencil, turned his head to look at Su Nian seriously, and said slowly, "It's you."

Su Nian felt a little funny after hearing this: "How am I beautiful?"

Zhou Mo handed the written notebook to Su Nian, and said in a deep voice, "As long as I think of you, it's like... the dark clouds meet the bright moon, the pear blossoms wait for the spring breeze, Xia Lian finds her boat..."

Su Nian: "Again..."

"Nian Nian, I'm not joking..."

Seeing Su Nian's nonchalant expression, Zhou Mo said seriously: "Before you, mathematics filled the void in my life. After you, you redeemed the meaning of my life!"

After saying this, Zhou Mo thought that Su Nian would be overwhelmed with emotion, but he never expected Su Nian to say, "Ah Mo, what shall we have for lunch?"

Zhou Mo: "..."

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