novelraw Chapter 310 - 189: Beer, Roast Duck, Brothers in Arms
Chapter 310 - 189: Beer, Roast Duck, Brothers in Arms
In the bright and clean classroom.
The classmates were divided into groups, some discussing, some coding.
"... Can’t use this model?"
"Actually, I found a similar paper."
"Come on, maybe we can win against Bai Mo this time?"
Meanwhile, in Bai Mo’s group, Wu Qingyun and Fang Yuan were together, formatting the paper. They intended to polish the sentences in the paper, but astonishingly found that Bai Mo’s sentences needed no polishing!
Fang Yuan suddenly remembered something.
"Oh, remember back then, this guy scored full marks in language too, and his compositions were all perfect, and his English was top-notch.
"His linguistic ability is not weak."
Generally speaking, the stereotype of science and engineering toppers is a weakness in language subjects. But this stereotype does not apply to Bai Mo.
Bai Mo sat beside them, with his brows slightly furrowed.
"Zhang Qiren doesn’t trust me?"
He lazily leaned back in his chair, holding Big Head, and stroked Big Head’s chubby neck, which let out a comfortable purr from its throat.
He saw Zhang Qiren’s expression and realized that this guy was stunned after verification, seemingly in disbelief.
He heard him speak, "You... You’re also in the field of mathematics?"
Bai Mo ignored him.
Then he saw Zhang pull out another piece of draft paper, showing a difficult problem he couldn’t solve.
Bai Mo glanced at it.
"Oh...this...seems like I have some ideas?"
But what’s this all about?
He’s the investor, Zhang Qiren is the manager.
Is it normal for a manager to ask an investor to solve technical problems?
Bai Mo smirked and immediately opened his notebook, started typing quickly, doing a simple derivation.
...
Time passed bit by bit, and West State City’s sunset was about to fall.
The red glow illuminated the classroom window sill.
All the groups in the classroom, some progressed rapidly, smiling broadly at this moment.
"Let’s not go to the canteen tonight, let’s dine out instead."
There were also groups whose progress was stuck, and nothing was accomplished in the afternoon.
"Let’s not go to the canteen tonight. I just ordered takeout, let’s keep pushing."
There were groups that had completed all the content, submitted the paper to the teacher, causing surprise from the teacher, who kept sending messages asking.
[Did you three students really write this?]
[Are you sure you didn’t get outside help?]
[Have you studied discrete mathematics?]
[The formula in subsection three two, why couldn’t I find it? Where is it from?]
In front of the computer screen, Fang Yuan sat quietly, face a little red.
She hadn’t done anything, and Bai Mo just carried her along!
Wu Qingyun, as usual, with no expression, poked Bai Mo’s shoulder.
"The reviewing teacher is asking you, where’s this formula from."
Bai Mo glanced at it.
"This...um, I derived it myself.
"Need the derivation process? Give me a moment."
He opened his laptop, typed swiftly, and shortly after, appended this section.
He sent the revised paper to the reviewing teacher.
After a long while, the reviewing teacher replied.
[Amazing!]
[Await good news!]
...
"Amazing!"
"Await good news!"
In the large villa, vibrant sunset light filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Zhang Qiren grinned, spreading out a few crumpled sheets of paper.
The behind-the-scenes boss greatly helped him solve some problems and cleared some obstacles for him.
"With these, I’m just one step away from cracking the Dream Origin!"
The door opened, Tie Ta poked his head in.
"Boss, what do you want to eat tonight?"
Eat what?
Zhang Qiren paused for a moment.
"Uh...beer and roasted duck!"
Tie Ta nodded.
"Okay!"
...
"What do you want to eat tonight?"
In the car compartment, math teacher Chen Wenquan, with a smiling face, looked at Bai Mo in the passenger seat, and his Immortal Beast in his arms.
Bai Mo and Big Head glanced at each other.
Eat what?
Bai Mo pondered for a moment.
"Teacher, you’ve lived around here for quite a while, right? Are there any special treasure spots?"
Chen Wenquan grinned.
"There is!
"There’s a place selling roasted duck, I’ve been eating there for decades.
"Let’s go!"
He pressed the accelerator, carried Bai Mo, left the parking lot, and headed to the roasted duck shop.
Along the way, leaving West State University, driving down the road for a while then turning into a small lane.
Old Chen just chatted casually, while Bai Mo felt strange inside...why did Old Chen suddenly treat him to a meal?
The Big Head in Bai Mo’s arms tilted his head, observing Old Chen’s car. Sometimes touching the air conditioner outlet, sometimes looking at the central control LCD panel, and sometimes checking the gear lever.
... This car is much more refined...ah no, much more fancy than the car from Fox Mountain!
But its running speed is less than Fox Mountain’s car!
Big Head looked, learned, and remembered, storing all the messy details in his head.
Swoosh...
Soon, the car stopped.
Old Chen took Bai Mo and Big Head out of the car, entered a greasy street-side roasted duck shop.
After getting in, they found a sticky little table, sat on greasy little stools.
Bai Mo and Big Head exchanged a glance...the environment of this shop is so urgent, the taste and quality of the food must be impressive!
They kept thinking this way until the beer was opened and the roasted duck served.
Bai Mo gnawed a duck leg, Big Head took a bite of duck breast, both were stunned.
This... not only was the roasting a bit burnt, but the taste was overly salty!
Yet Old Chen took a piece of duck neck, savoring it.
"Haha, all these years, the taste hasn’t changed!
"This was the roasted duck place my junior and I used to come to eat.
"When we came to West State for a trip, we lived at the nearby small inn, and the first place we ate was this shop."