Married the Scum Gong’s Villain Brother

In the venue, the line-by-line formula was listed, and Jing Xun's handwriting was smooth and beautiful.

It's so pretty that it looks like you're writing standard swashes at first glance.

It's as smooth as it doesn't need to be thought through the brain at all.

But in fact, what Jing Xun wrote shocked the people present again.

At first, although Jing Xun would subconsciously omit a few steps, it was fairly simple and easy to understand.

After writing, it becomes more and more complicated and profound, making it difficult for many people to understand the process simply by looking at the formula.

The following Tang Jingyuan couldn't help touching the back of his head: "What's going on? I can understand it from the front, but I'm lost from the third line..."

Yang Yi said he was speechless: "Then you are better than me. I don't understand the second line."

There are not a few people who feel the same as the two of them. Later, except for Professor Huo who could keep up with his ideas, even if the others had good mathematical skills, they could not keep up with their ideas at all.

Not long after, Jing Xun had already written all the formulas.

He checked it by himself, and felt that there was no problem, and his thoughts were completely straightened out. Only then did Jing Xun show to others: "This is the general process. This model can be used in this algorithm."

With slender fingers holding the milky white plastic pen holder, the corners of Jing Xun's lips were slightly raised, his eyebrows were warm and smiling, but confident but not ostentatious.

At the beginning, I just conceived the model in my heart, but once I picked up the pen, Jing Xun's thoughts burst out completely.

This topic really aroused his interest.

For people like Jing Xun, there is nothing to extinguish this interest when it comes up.

Next, he finished the presentation with a particularly correct and serious attitude. What was ushered in was the old professor's three good words in succession, and the applause of the students below and around him.

…Although I don’t know what this classmate is talking about, it really looks like a good break.

So follow the applause and it's over.

Professor Huo's few hairs can't wait to stand upright, his eyes become bright, his eyes are like torches, and his voice becomes much louder.

He asked Jing Xun excitedly, "Who are you in? Why haven't I seen you in graduate school?"

Jing Xun: "..."

Just focusing on solving the problem, I forgot the outdated status of my own identity.

"Sorry, teacher, I'm only a junior this year, and I'm not from the School of Computer Science." Jing Xun bowed to Professor Huo in a particularly embarrassed manner: "I came here just to see it, I'm really sorry..."

"What?!" As soon as he said this, almost the entire venue became an uproar.

"He isn't in our hospital? How can he do everything?!"

"Of course not from our yard, such a handsome senior... Have you ever seen it in our yard?!"

"Looking at the hair volume, you know that it's not our hospital hahaha."

"Isn't this the president of the student council of the School of Mathematics. I attended events with him before, but I didn't expect it to be so awesome..."

"Mathematical? That's not weird, no wonder it's so powerful."

Professor Huo asked him: "You are not a graduate student? You are in a number of colleges?... Then do you know how to write programs for the algorithms you proposed?"

Jing Xun: "I know some basics, but it may be difficult to learn now."

This he answered truthfully.

If you really want to discuss programming, his seniors are much better than him. Jing Xun's specialty is to build various mathematical models and apply them to programs.

Of course, the "foundation" in Jing Xun's mouth is already the ceiling of the industry for many people.

Not to mention this for now.

"Oh, in that case, you are very interested in our subject."

Professor Huo thinks it is rare.

At the same time he nodded comfortably, he said astonishingly: "Then are you interested in coming over to be my student?"

…

This remark caused an uproar again.

You know, Mr. Huo usually doesn't take doctoral students easily, let alone graduate students.

How many people squeeze their heads and want to follow him on projects, but they are not qualified!

But now he actually took the initiative to accept a junior who has not yet started the postgraduate entrance examination... or from the outer college...

Jing Xun was naturally willing.

He came here and wanted to communicate academically.

It's also true to find some work by the way.

Jing Xun hasn't forgotten the matter of making money, nor has he ignored the rumor that he has meat with Mr. Huo.

So he nodded honestly: "Yes."

Everyone:...

No, classmate, this is too direct...

But Professor Huo obviously thought that there was nothing to imply, he was more excited than Jing Xun, and immediately planned for Jing Xun: "You are only a junior now, so you are not in a hurry. It is also sufficient for your basic interdisciplinary postgraduate entrance examination, and this school We all give priority to students, so don’t worry."

other people:"…"

Professor, is it really good for you to directly state the unspoken rules?

Jing Xun was a little embarrassed, he laughed, "Thank you, Professor."

Professor Huo gave him another warning, and also specially approved Jing Xun to go to the office to find him for anything. Seeing that there were more and more people in the meeting room, people who looked like Yiwei also came, surrounding Jing Xun. The topic just turned over.

The job fair is about to begin soon. The supervisor of Yiwei Technology in charge of campus recruitment has already been in place. Jing Xun bid farewell to the old professor and found a seat with his roommates at the back of the venue.

As he passed the rostrum, he subconsciously glanced in that direction, where several young men in formal clothes were sitting there.

These few people not only look young, but they all have talents, and they are particularly eye-catching among a group of relatively childish students.

But obviously, many people have noticed these supervisors, but more people's attention is still on Jing Xun.

Tang Jingyuan worshipped him in a low voice below: "It's too awesome to find you, that's Professor Huo!"

Yang Yi echoed, "Yes, we are still worried about what to do next, you have been directly determined by Daniel."

The tone was also full of admiration for Jing Xun.

Tang Jingyuan and Yang Yi will be surprised that Yan Jingxun still has this hand, but they will not be surprised.

The original owner had always been caught by various part-time jobs, and seldom went in and out with his roommates. He is also a deep-minded person, unwilling to communicate with others, and the relationship with his roommates became even more estranged after he got acquainted with the scum.

Under this premise, Jing Xun showed a little bit of strength and would not make people around him suspicious.

Jing Xun smiled at his roommates and encouraged them to say, "There is still a year left. Think about your plans. Let's work hard together."

"Okay, that's what you said," said Yang Yi, a scumbag of pure learning.

Yang Yi spent three years in school, and he belongs to the type of playing online games every day and not seeing people in the classroom.

Even so, it is inevitable to become serious and serious when it's time to look for a job after graduation.

I don't know why... it may be that the hand that Yan Jingxun revealed just now is so handsome, he now thinks Yan Jingxun is very critical.

It seems that following such roommates, the remaining year is really enough for them to change everything.

Tang Jingyuan, who is a little more obedient than Yang Yi, expresses this dependence more directly. He directly pounces on Jing Xun like a small animal: "Xun Xun, or teach me programming, I'll mix with you."

Jing Xun was amused by them, with curvy eyebrows, with a subtle, and very attractive appearance.

It seems that this is the place that carries youth, and the whole campus is full of smiles.

When the job fair was about to end, a large number of students left the scene one after another, Jing Xun and the others moved slowly outside the venue with the large group.

Jingxun was still joking with his roommates.

But as soon as he walked out of the auditorium as the venue, Jing Xun raised his head quickly... his expression directly froze on his face.

The corridor outside the venue was brightly lit, and the door of the meeting room opposite was wide open.

So that Jing Xun saw it very clearly. Among the few people standing opposite, one of them... seemed to be watching, familiar?

I don't know if I admitted my mistake.

But the tall, thin, long-legged man standing over there looked so much like the one he dreamed of last night...or should I say the one-night stand the night before? !

No, right?

Why is he in school?

Jing Xun glanced uncertainly in that direction again.

…

With just a glance, the clear eyes instantly congealed.

...Fuck it really is!

Standing in a brightly lit place in a suit and leather shoes, this man seemed to look more handsome than that night.

Also... more imposing.

He stands straight and straight, with one hand in the pocket of his trousers, listening carefully to the people next to him.

Because he was taller than an average man, he had to bow his head slightly when listening to people talking in this noisy environment.

But this will not seem humble at all.

Seen from the side, his face is curved and hard, and his lips that are not thin or thick are slightly pursed. There is a kind of seriousness and nobleness that only those in the upper position can have.

When Jing Xun looked over, the other party seemed to notice something, and suddenly raised his head and looked in his direction.

A pair of perfectly shaped peach eyes squinted in an instant. The man's expression remained unchanged, and he still looked so cold.

...Jing Xun didn't notice that day, this gentleman still had a pair of affectionate peach eyes.

And now, those eyes were staring straight in his direction.

In fact, it wasn't just Jing Xun who noticed the other party.

All the students who came out of the venue and passed by him could hardly guarantee to look at him more.

This person's appearance is too prominent, and his aura is strong.

Whether it is dress or appearance, it is hard to ignore.

But the man standing there like a group of chickens didn't seem to mind other people's eyes at all.

From the moment he discovered Jing Xun came out, his gaze has been steadily falling on the thin young man.

Shen Yijin has been standing outside the door.

"Professor Huo should have something to confess to the students. You can wait a while," said President Gao, who was still accompanying him.

Seeing more and more students passing by, Principal Gao whispered: "Look, the students have all come out. There are so many people at the moment. Mr. Shen, you should go back to the room to sit and drink tea..."

"I'm sorry, Principal Gao, wait for a while." Shen Yijin said suddenly.

Then, before the other people could react, he had already taken a step forward, step by step, in one direction under the eyes of everyone.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Obviously, there is a lot of chaos around, and no footsteps can be heard, but Jing Xun feels that the opponent's steps are steady and steady, and every step is stepping on his own heartstrings.

Jing Xun's back straightened subconsciously.

For a moment, a tens of thousands of horses galloped in his heart, especially last night he dreamed of someone... that dream still lingers in his mind realistically. At this moment, seeing a real person suddenly made Jing Xun suddenly do something bad and be caught. illusion.

So so.

What is going on?

Thinking of the various situations when we got along that night... This person doesn't feel like someone who is still on campus.

From his memory, Jing Xun knew that one of the people standing in the distance was the principal of the school.

But the distance was too far, and he couldn't hear what they were saying before.

Is he a teacher? Or is there any other position?

Jing Xun thinks wildly.

until-

"Hello there."

The man stood still before him.

Jing Xun: "..."

Mr. Long Legs... stood in front of him, not even half a meter away.

Those romantic and affectionate eyes drooped slightly, and the eyelids remained so beautiful that they were staring at him unblinkingly.

and…

Two days later, what was going on with the man's eyes still making him feel like an overcurrent? !

…

Jing Xun tried to find his voice: "Hello."

The person on the other side behaved calmer than him.

At least it looks like this, after all, he hasn't had any expressions.

He just lifted his chin slightly, and said in a questioning tone: "Is it convenient? Let's talk."

…amount.

"Convenient." Jing Xun nodded stiffly, and could only say so.

Jing Xun didn't know how he followed the shocked and confused eyes of countless people to the outside of the venue.

Somehow, as soon as he stood in front of this man, his always astute head became dysfunctional.

It seems that the medicine is still there.

In the evening, the sun gradually went west, and the red sun hung in the sky, as if igniting the entire sky.

Jing Xun felt that his face was also burned.

He wanted to raise his hand to touch, but he was facing the opponent's sight, and he was afraid that his blushing would be more prominent when he touched it, and instead attracted the other's attention...

This will not work.

Isn't it just a night's sleep? Plus had a dream.

But nothing happened when you did it. At this time, you are so uncomfortable, what the **** Jingxun!

As if there was a villain in his head shaking himself frantically, Jing Xun finally became a little more sober.

He plucked up the courage to raise his eyes. The height difference made him have to look up at the person in front of him a little bit. He subconsciously asked, "Sir, what do you want to talk about?"

After blurting out, Jing Xun kept his tongue out again.

Oh my god.

At any rate, he has also helped himself. In this situation, should he at least say some other simple polite first, such as saying "It's such a coincidence, why are you here?"

Although it was unexpected to see each other again, Jing Xun was still a bit unable to come back.

But now, does it seem that he is so cold and ruthless? …

fortunately.

The other party obviously didn't care about this.

In addition, Mr. Long Legs did a better job than him in terms of the original intention.

The other party went straight ahead: "I want to talk to you about getting married."

...!

Oh, Jing Xun breathed a sigh of relief: It doesn't seem like it's nothing to say nothing, after all, this gentleman is more direct than him...?

?

? ?

After a second, Jing Xun's eyes widened:? ? ?