I Exchange For Black Technology By Blowing Up The Bully

Chapter 695 Something’S Wrong With Shekov

Song He nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, his eyes searching for cracks in the ground.

After living for so many years, the most embarrassing day in my life is now.

He felt that the tacit understanding between the two of them was just a little embarrassing, but talking about it would escalate into a square of embarrassment. He didn't understand why the teacher had to talk seriously. Did she think that this would really eliminate the embarrassment?

Teacher, you are confused!

"At your age...you're in puberty, right? You've just started to think about things between men and women, and you've never seen the world, so you find it hard to talk about it, and you even have some thoughts that are embarrassing." Xiang Xiaotong said, "We are engaged in science. People are pragmatic. In fact, this is a very normal physiological reaction that everyone will have. The key is...to be emotional but not polite."

Song He continued to nod, not daring to raise his head at all.

"I'm your teacher, right? Don't just nod...talk."

"Yes, yes!" Song He was confused, "Once a teacher, always a father!"

Xiang Xiaotong was silent for a moment, obviously not being fooled, "You don't need to recognize me as your father. A teacher is just a preacher, teaching and solving doubts. In addition to being your teacher and boss, we are also friends and business partners. ,Right?"

"Yes, yes!" Song He continued to nod.

"Anyway..." Xiang Xiaotong sighed helplessly, "I don't know how to tell you. In short, you have to remember that our relationship is very healthy and honest, especially since you are still underage and have no time to think about the relationship between a man and a woman. Depending on your age, you must establish a correct concept of gender, and don’t feel embarrassed about your biological instincts. The teacher can understand, but you must also remind yourself..."

Song He listened to the sincere education and kept mumbling. After a while, he felt that it was okay just to hang his head, so he raised his head and looked at the teacher.

He was confused when he raised his head. He thought the teacher was educating him calmly, but at this moment Xiang Xiaotong's cheeks had turned into dragon fruit, and even the roots of her ears were red. At the same time, her expression and tone were serious, and she actually felt happy.

Song He suddenly became less nervous. He suddenly remembered that the teacher was also a novice when it came to the experience of men and women. She spoke as if she had seen the world, but in fact, she was just a blank slate.

One novice educates another novice.

"Do you understand?" Xiang Xiaotong stared at him.

"I...I understand, teacher." Song He nodded obediently.

"My door lock has entered your card information so that you can send any documents or the like. But in the future, don't just swipe your card to enter. Knock on the door first." Xiang Xiaotong wrapped up his coat and said, "I will do it myself. In order to be comfortable in the house, you must wear less. When you come, I will wear two more layers, otherwise I'm afraid that you kid... will make a mistake by misfire or something."

Song He's face, which had just recovered, turned red again, "Yeah, I'll definitely knock on the door."

"Okay, then you can leave if you have nothing to do." Xiang Xiaotong said.

"Teacher, you are busy." Song He quickly stood up and left the dormitory.

Returning to his dormitory, Song He lay down on the bed and remained silent.

He understood the logic, but it was very embarrassing when he thought about it.

How can you covet the teacher's body?

Teacher, why do you have to make it clear?

But thinking about it carefully, it is indeed better to be clear about it. At least the master-disciple relationship is as frank as ever, without any secrets. This kind of relationship is quite comfortable. The so-called friends who talk about everything are probably like this.

Whether from the perspective of academic exchanges or from the business perspective of Neuron Company and Chenghuang Company, it is necessary to maintain a frank relationship with Teacher Xiang. This determines whether a large number of scientific research results can be successfully produced, and whether the two future giant companies can Whether to divide the market.

Don't think about it anymore, get down to business.

Song He turned over and sat up at the computer desk.

After being cut off from the outside world for two months, he accumulated a large number of unread messages. On the way back to school from the airport, he kept thinking about new conjectures before he had time to process them.

A few pieces of news from his old classmates gave him a headache.

Ning Mo: "We failed Brother Song. We took the exam in advance and were completely confused by the math paper. The person who asked the math paper this year is really the biggest fool in the history of the college entrance examination. The difficulty of the questions is not enough for the exam."

Zhang Zhilei: "I couldn't pass the exam this year. I failed in math. Can you recommend any good math materials? Don't use the simple simulation papers of real questions, but have difficulty similar to the competition questions."

Ding Yangze: "The math tester deserves to die! I was suffering just sitting in the examination room! I wish I could stab this year's tester with a knife! Are you well-informed, do you know who this year's tester is? "

Finally, there were messages from Zhao Yiyi, one voice after another.

As soon as Song He opened the door, the cry of his old deskmate immediately started to sound, feeling aggrieved and sad, and his scalp was numb.

Zhao Yiyi cried very sadly. This girl was really bullied by the math paper. The first few voices were crying at first, and the last few voices were scolding the person who gave the question that he deserved to die. The scolding was particularly fierce and filled with hatred!

Finally, Zhao Yiyi also asked if she knew who was the author of this year’s question.

Song He was sweating profusely and did not dare to surrender. He could only comfort his classmates:

"The results haven't come out yet, wait a little longer, maybe you really failed the test? This year's math paper is really difficult, you can't do it, and those poor students can't do it! Maybe you will still be at the top when the results come out? In fact, it determines the college entrance examination ranking. It’s never about the difficulty of the test paper. In the final analysis, it’s about the student’s ability. Believe in yourself!”

Continuing to read the news, the next one is from an old acquaintance whom I haven’t seen for a long time, Shekov.

Shekov: "My hometown sent me some souvenirs, Chaga mushrooms, sausage and caviar, etc. I sent them to you, but the courier returned them to me and said that no one signed for them. Are you working on some confidential project again? Got it? Send me a message when you’re done and I’ll send it to you to try.”

Song He was pleasantly surprised and a little touched. This guy Shekov was quite affectionate. He hadn't seen each other for such a long time and he still sent souvenirs.

"I'm back to school, thank you very much!" Song He replied, "How are you doing?"

"It's so-so. Teacher An Yulong has officially accepted me as his apprentice. He is leading me to solve some mathematical analysis methods of materials science. It is quite difficult to learn and is not what I am good at." Shekov replied instantly, "There is a small matter. I want to ask you for help."

Song He was shocked, there was something wrong with sending souvenirs together!