Han Hui nodded with so concern.
In the office of the School of Sciences, Hu Zhibin was discussing Zhao Yi’s research with Zhou Li, "He hasn’t been coming to class these days. I heard from his good friend Fan Lei that he’s pretty much spent every day cooped up in his room."
"This can’t go on. How can he do research like this?"
"Although I don’t like him attending my math class, comparatively speaking, it would be better if he did."
Zhou Li frowned and said, "Let’s see how things go. Maybe a little setback would be good for him. I spoke with Chen Ming from the Science Academy yesterday, suggesting that he should co up with a math problem to ask Zhao Yi. If Zhao Yi considers sothing else, perhaps he’ll feel better?"
"That’s a good idea!"
What Zhou Li didn’t know was that Chen Ming couldn’t contact Zhao Yi at all.
Zhao Yi had truly gone into seclusion.
Seclusion ant no disturbances, otherwise it would be just like living at ho.
He told his friends in advance, turned off his mobile phone, and did not log into Penguin Number, only making contact with Qian Hong each day.
Qian Hong was asked all sorts of questions.
Her office was in the Information Building. As a Ph.D. student who also worked part-ti as a computer science teacher, she was assigned to the main classroom of the School of Information.
The dean’s office was on the second floor of the Information Building. As Professor He was only a nominal dean and was no longer responsible for the affairs of the college, Qian Zhijin took over the office, planning to formally resign at the end of the year.
As Qian Hong left her office and reached the stairwell, she heard Qian Zhijin and Liu Guangzuo talking upstairs.
"...It’s already been a week, right? He can’t just stay in his room all the ti."
That was Liu Guangzuo’s voice.
When Qian Hong heard this, she stopped. She had a hunch they were talking about Zhao Yi.
"I asked Qian Hong about it this morning. She said Zhao Yi seed fine, but I’m still a bit worried."
"Yes, indeed!"
Liu Guangzuo added, "Zhao Yi can’t be allowed to ss things up. He’s a treasure of our school and our nation. We should think of so other ways."
"Now he’s focused solely on his Go AI research, what else can we do?"
"Find sothing else to distract him?" Liu Guangzuo suggested.
"We should ask his girlfriend to co!" Qian Zhijin responded, "Young people... if his girlfriend cos, it’ll definitely be okay, but I don’t have her phone number."
"The young lady from the Political and Legal University?"
"Yes."
"@#￥%..."
Qian Hong didn’t listen carefully to what followed. She didn’t know why, but she felt very uncomfortable.
If Zhao Yi’s girlfriend cos, his attention will be distracted and everything will be okay?
What a ridiculous suggestion!
Professor Qian really is a dirty old man. He’s so old and yet he can’t be serious. How can he have such unhealthy thoughts?
Qian Hong internally vented for a mont, then found herself wondering... could she be the one to distract Zhao Yi? Maybe she could?
She looked down and imdiately felt a bit more confident.
"How can she be thinking about this?"
"How embarrassing!"
"Zhao Yi’s so young. Would he be interested in ?... No, absolutely not. He’s too young. Even if he had feelings..."
"Qian Hong, Qian Hong, what are you thinking about!"
Feeling shy and a bit angry with herself, Qian Hong couldn’t help but slam her hand on the stair rail--
"Bang!"
The sound reached the floor above.
"Who’s that! Why are they banging on the stairs!" Liu Guangzuo complained, looking down to see a quickly retreating figure. From the movents and figure, it seed to be a student?
"I don’t know which student it was." Liu Guangzuo shook his head, "So disrespectful!"
...
Qian Hong quickly ran off, not sure if she had been seen and feeling a bit worried.
But it wasn’t a big deal.
By the ti she got to the cafeteria, she was much calr. Seeing the long line of students, she decided to leave the cafeteria and go to the small restaurant on campus instead. She ordered two dishes, packed them up, and brought them to Zhao Yi.
At the door.
Qian Hong, carrying the food, handed it to Zhao Yi and noticed that his face was flushed, as if he were excited or sothing else was off. Worried, she asked, "Are you okay?"
"I’m fine! I’m doing great!" Zhao Yi answered emphatically.
Qian Hong looked at him more closely and, still concerned, asked, "Can I co in and sit for a while?"
"Of course."
Zhao Yi opened the door for her.
"I won’t be disturbing you?"
"It’s okay."
Zhao Yi put the food on the table and returned to his desk, carefully examining a large stack of draft records.
Standing behind him, Qian Hong also looked over.
A large stack of formulas.
A big pile of symbols, lots of equals signs, limit symbols, and graphs?
What is all this?
Qian Hong smiled wryly but didn’t say anything. She felt defeated, not understanding any of it.
Standing behind Zhao Yi, she found her heart stirred as she watched his intensely focused form. It’s said that n are most attractive when they’re seriou and she found rit in that idea.
Normally, Zhao Yi always had a carefree or playful attitude, that didn’t strike her as anything special.
But now, seeing him like this... he was actually quite handso!
No, that’s not it!
It should be called focused, serious, a kind of unusual charm?
Qian Hong couldn’t help but recall the conversation she had overheard about a girlfriend being able to divert Zhao Yi’s attention. Why was it that a girlfriend could do it?
Feelings?
Of course not.
"Could I do it?" Qian Hong tried hard to suppress the thought, but she couldn’t help but wonder and found herself moving slightly closer without realizing it.
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