Su Qiangwei's attention has been on Ma Ran for a long time - from the time the other party entered the classroom until now, there has been a total of five minutes and seven seconds.

As a senior high school student with Tsinghua and Peking University as her goal, this time wasted behavior is almost unforgivable in her opinion.

But the problem is...

There seemed to be a mysterious magic on the other party, which made her unable to move her eyes away.

Ma Ran's facial features and body shape are exactly the same as before, without any changes. It can only be said that he is at the level of Xiaoshuai.

The key is temperament!

That sharp temperament made Su Qiangwei subconsciously think of the peerless swordsman in martial arts novels.

The blade has been hidden for many years, but it has not been revealed before the others. One day, he finally achieved great success in his swordsmanship. He simply stopped being low-key and emerged from the wild Kunlun and saw all the spring scenery on earth!

At this moment, Ma Ran, compared with the other male students in the class, looked outstanding and charming.

"Just took a long vacation..."

"What the hell happened to this guy?"

Su Qiangwei was a little confused.

She is different from the superficial girls in the class and will not be crazy about handsome guys.

In her opinion, the most important thing about a man is talent, appearance, etc. It doesn’t matter whether she is tall or not. Anyway, she will basically not be able to look higher than her in the future when she finds her husband.

She just felt a little confused.

People don’t feel that such mysterious things are as mysterious as temperament can change on weekdays.

But Ma Ran's transformation is puzzled.

In fact, it was not just Su Qiangwei, but other students in the class, whose subtle or unconcealed eyes were all focused on Ma Ran.

"Brother Ma, why did you suddenly start studying?"

"Hey! Don't just laugh! You always feel like you are laughing at me as a mentally retarded. Am I over-concerned?"

"I think so too. His eyes...he feels like a human being looking at a zoo gorilla..."

"Damn, Mr. Ma, are you solving the Olympiad Ma problem? Why can't I even understand a word?"

"Brother Ma is awesome!"

Su Qiangwei had a flash of inspiration in her mind, she slapped her hands, and a faint light in her eyes, and some guesses arose in her heart.

"Get out of the way!"

She separated the crowd and her eyes fell on Ma Ran's desk.

At this moment, the other party was writing hard, writing something that looked like a ghost-drawing talisman.

As a top academic master who teaches himself and finishes "Advanced Mathematics" in advance, Su Qiangwei has the qualifications and capital to be proud.

At least, she won't watch the fun beside her.

"This is a symbol of gradient pressure and vector form..."

Su Qiangwei glanced at Ma Lan's draft paper with a rough look, and suddenly felt her head as big as a bucket, and her temples were jumping slightly.

What the other party is studying is definitely not the scope that high school students should explore!

Even a master's degree in mathematics from a high-level institution may not necessarily study such disgusting ghost problems!

"Wait! These formulas..."

Su Qiangwei's pupils contracted slightly, she took out her phone, opened the browser, and entered a line of characters.

After comparing the search results, she couldn't help but blurt out: "It's indeed the Naver Stoke equation!"

Hearing this, one of her roommates asked in a low voice: "What equation does Naveer have?"

Su Qiangwei, who was trying to keep up with Ma Ran’s thoughts, immediately lost her progress when she heard this.

She turned her head and rolled her eyes in anger: "On May 24, 2000, the Clay Mathematics Institute announced a reward of seven [Millennium Mathematics Difficulties] at the French Academy in Paris, one million dollars each."

"The 'Poincaré conjecture' has been cracked by Russian mathematician Grigori Perelmann. What Ma Ran is now arguing is the N-S equation, one of the seven thousand-year mathematical problems."

To be honest, Su Qiangwei felt that Ma Ran did not really have the correct solution to the problem.

If the other party is really talented in mathematics and has this ability, why does the other party hover around the 90 pass line every time they take the exam?

Um?

As soon as he thought of this, Su Qiangwei's pupils contracted slightly.

It's around 90 every time?

Su Qiangwei has a good memory.

Ma Ran took the last monthly exam and got 90, the last time it was 91, and the last time it was 92.

Decreasing arithmetic?

"This is impossible!"

Su Qiangwei stared at Ma Ran intently and murmured: "If it were me, I should be able to do this level, right?"

"No……"

"I can't seem to do it."

A psychopath!

Who would do this normally?!

Putting aside the trap of self-doubt Su Qiangwei ignored her, but the entire classroom instantly turned into a noisy vegetable market because of her few words.

Students don’t care about the problem of millennium mathematics and the N-S equation.

Everyone's attention was all focused on the words "one million dollar reward".

"Really? Such a high bonus is a bit outrageous!"

"Of course it's true, my goddess never lie!"

"Okay, don't flatter me. No matter how good you lick it, I'm too lazy to look at you for a while."

"I'm not happy if you say this! Why did you just lick it? What I said is obviously an objective fact!"

"One million! USD! Oh my god! If I could make so much money, my parents wouldn't say to me if I played games every day!"

"Haha, do you have the ability to get that million?"

"I don't have the ability, you have it?"

Su Qiangwei whispered loudly: "Shut up!"

After shouting, the math teacher walked into the classroom.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

The math teacher is a tall and thin middle-aged man with a pair of thick lenses on his nose, his surname is Zhu.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the classroom was not right, he greeted Su Qiangwei: "Oh, the sun comes out from the west today? I have never seen you blush with others. Where is this going?"

Su Qiangwei is not only the class monitor, but also the best student in the class. Since he took over this class, Su Qiangwei has always had full marks in the math exam, no matter how big or small he was.

The sentence "You get 150 points because you can only get 150 points, and I get 150 points because I only get 150 points in the test paper" can be perfectly attached to Su Qiangwei.

"Teacher Zhu."

Su Qiangwei quickly adjusted her out of control, with her little face tense, and replied stiffly: "Ma Ran is solving the N-S equation."

Teacher Zhu came forward and glanced casually.

This sweep makes you unable to move your eyes away.

The ordinary draft paper seemed to carry a magical magic.

"It's done."

Ma Ran had not had many expressions on his face, but he was laughing wildly in his heart.

An outstanding actor, no lines are needed!

A subtle expression, an inadvertent body movement, can perfectly display the image you want to create!

At this moment, in everyone's eyes, he was a hidden boss at the level of the library's sweeping monk!

To be able to reach this point smoothly, we must thank Su Qiangwei for her supporting role.

"One code is one code, although I am very grateful, but I am sure to win the quota that should belong to you!"
Chapter completed!