If?

"If you're that if?" Wenshan asked with uncertainty.

"Should be, how, do you know?" The tutor looked at Wenshan and didn't know whether she was excited or something.

"Ah," Wen Shan screamed, "is that the if of the math group in the international paper forum competition?"

That's Wenshan's other admirer besides Nalan Chunbo.

It's just that a lot of people in the math group have sent video analysis, but this if is very important.

Wenshan thought that he must be ugly, so she never showed up.

So she decisively fell in love with that handsome to miserable Nalan Chunbo.

Nalan Chunbo?

Wenshan shook her head again and said she didn't want him.

"You're also interested in the math group? All I know is Jack The leader of the physics team.

"That Jack is too dark for my taste." Wenshan said with excitement, "if, if, can I see if soon?" Wen Shan said, pressing her hands on the tutor's shoulder, "teacher, don't worry. I'll do it for you. Absolutely, absolutely. You remember to ask Dean Fang to give me more beautiful words."

The tutor was shaking his head dizzy. Looking at Wen Shan, who ran out happily, it was good to be young. He said that the wind was the rain. The child had been with him for several years. How could the persistence of tiger power be so long?

Except, of course, the week when he couldn't find her at all.

Wenshan ran out and ran into Ding Junhui, who was going to enter the math group. Wenshan quickly apologized and bent down to help Ding Junhui pick up the book. "Teacher Ding, I'm sorry."

Ding Junhui is not the slightest angry. When he bends down, Wenshan has already squatted down to help him pick up the book, so Ding Junhui quickly straightens up his waist and takes the book from Wenshan.

"It's OK. What are you doing in such a hurry?" Ding Junhui asked.

Not far away, the man who followed president Fang through the corridor and went into the dean's room walked in and stepped back, his eyes fell on the person not far away.

Wenshan stretched out her hand and scratched her head. "The teacher just told me to be the assistant of Professor Yin. Didn't I go to prepare for it?"

"Professor Yin? The Yin professor in your hospital? " Ding Junhui frowned and opened his mouth, obviously worried.

"Yes, that's him, Mr. Ding. I'll prepare first." Wenshan said and ran away quickly.

"Wenshan --" Ding Junhui cried. Finally, he sighed helplessly and went back to the office.

“If?” President Fang looks back at Nalan Chunbo standing at the door, barks and looks outside.

Nalan Chunbo came back and followed the director of Fangyuan into the office. "The office area of your school is also very busy."

"Is that Wenshan's little monkey? Just her. " Fang Yuan Chang said with a smile.

Little monkey?

Nalan Chunbo picks his eyebrows slightly, thinking that Wenshan was really similar to the little monkey.

"I just saw another teacher."

"That's Ding Junhui, a math teacher. He's going to be an associate professor this year. He's also a talented person." President Fang asked Nalan Chunbo to sit down. "I knew you were in city B, so I invited you to come before."

Ding Junhui.

Nalan Chunbo's eyes are a little dim. He's really excellent. He can run to the resort to meet people in the middle of the night. What's more, his eyes just looking at Wenshan also make people feel uncomfortable.