Chapter 389: Lao Song, I know a fish stall owner who can give me a discount In mid-May, the breath of summer is already strong. In addition to the beautiful natural scenery, there are many beautiful figures on campus. If it were in the past, Xu Qingzhou might have paid a little attention. 现在 I dare not look at it, and there is no need to do so. After all, the most beautiful scenery was right in front of him. Song Yao is wearing a printed white dress today, through which you can see her delicate and small collarbone. The dress is also designed with a waistline, which reveals her tall figure. Coupled with the high ponytail, she looks very feminine. Xu Qingzhou adjusted his sitting posture, leaned back in his chair, and squinted at the elegant girl opposite him. Ever since Song Yao started working on a project with Li Daiyue, the two of them rarely come to the library together. This outfit reminded Xu Qingzhou of the scene when they met in the library during their senior year of high school. then She is still a cold goddess with an aura that keeps strangers away. Who would have thought that the two of them would become bed-sitters. Xu Qingzhou sighed and his eyes fell on the computer screen again. It was a video of a speech by a white-haired old man.
The Riemann hypothesis is one of the current research hotspots. Various types of papers emerge in an endless stream, and it is not uncommon for people to claim to have proved the Riemann hypothesis. What he is watching now is a video of a mathematician proving the Riemann hypothesis. British mathematician Michael Atiyah. Sir Atiyah, an 87-year-old man. Won the Fields Medal and the Abel Prize. This old gentleman mainly worked in the field of algebraic geometry in the early days, and later shifted to gauge field theory, focusing on the mathematical properties of instantons and magnetic monopoles. Sir Atiyah introduced a new function, the Todd function, in his proof and claimed to have used this method to solve the Riemann hypothesis on the complex number field. But unfortunately, Xu Qingzhou just shook his head after reading it. The old gentleman used the fine structure constant in quantum physics in his paper. This kind of interdisciplinary attempt is not uncommon in the mathematics community, but it usually requires rigorous mathematical derivation and logical proof to support it. However, he adopted a more vague and general way to explain his ideas. Atiyah claimed that there is some connection between the Todd function and the fine structure constant, but did not give any specific mathematical derivation or proof. Because of Sir Atiyah's age and his own honors, the journal's review editors did not include this paper and it was not published. Xu Qingzhou found the video of the proof report on the Internet. Xu Qingzhou raised his hand to close the video window. Integrating the content of physics is an idea. Now it seems that there is no mathematical tool that can completely solve the Riemann hypothesis. Someone asked online: If I solve the Riemann hypothesis, can I be admitted to Mizuki University of Peking University? Answer: The head of the Department of Mathematics at Kyoto University is not even qualified to kneel in the first three rows. Xu Qingzhou smiled, put all these miscellaneous things aside, and shifted his attention to School Beauty Song. It was more relaxing to look at his girlfriend. Song Yao looked up, glared at Xu Qingzhou, then lowered her head to look through the information on the General Principles of Civil Law. She had become accustomed to her boyfriend's gaze. Perhaps being liked by the person she liked was something worth being happy about. After she finished looking up the information and drank some water, she noticed that there was no water in the cup, so she pushed the cup in front of Xu Qingzhou and said, "Go get some water." This guy just stared at her, too idle.
"Okay." Xu Qingzhou accepted it gladly, picked up the cup, and went to get water happily. Looking at her boyfriend's back, Song Yao shook her head. This guy said that she had an idol burden, but it was obviously him who had the problem. If only those who worship him knew that he was actually a pervert. Song Yao rested her chin on her hand. The title of her law thesis is: Determination of the subject of company liquidation obligation - based on the legal conflict and judicial application of the General Principles of Civil Law and the Company Law. There is a conflict between the General Principles of Civil Law and the Company Law on the provisions regarding the obligor of company liquidation. This paper analyzes how to apply them. Some people advocate the application of the Company Law based on the principle that special laws prevail over general laws, while others advocate the application of Article 70, paragraph 2 of the General Principles of the Civil Law based on the principle that new laws prevail over old laws. It is not difficult. It can be developed around the subject of the company's liquidation obligor and the legal conflicts and applicable laws between the two can be clarified. Two-thirds of it has been completed. I will wait for the defense in June, and then I will go to study abroad in a foreign country, one year earlier than I expected in high school. Song Yao looked at Xu Qingzhou who came back with the cup, and felt warm in her heart. Fortunately, she had this person to accompany her. Someone handed the water over: "Drink more, stupid water, two negatives equal a positive." Damn it, all the emotion I just felt is gone, I want to punch this guy. On Saturday, they were busy at home in the morning. After lunch, the two went out to look for Guo Ziyang and others. When going out to play, Song Yao didn't want to carry an umbrella, so she simply wore a black hat, with her long, smooth black hair draped over her shoulders, a sun-protective jacket, and high-waisted jeans. A cool and aloof goddess. "Not bad, right?" Song Yao turned around in front of Xu Qingzhou. Xu Qingzhou looked him up and down and nodded: "Yeah, it's really good when you don't talk." Song Yao's eyes darkened. She walked over and hooked her white arms around Xu Qingzhou's neck. Her eyes were sparkling. "Teacher Xu, if you want a reward, I can give it to you directly." The tone was gentle, and the threat was doubled. "Hiss~ Wrong, wrong." Downstairs, Song Yao took a photo with Xu Qingzhou and sent it to the group. When they got on the subway, she put her hat on Xu Qingzhou's head. At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the two arrived at the University of International Business and Economics. Ding Jiahui still looked carefree and gave Song Yao a big hug. After not seeing each other for a few months, Guo Ziyang seemed to have become more calm. The four of them walked around the school and then took a taxi to the nearest shopping mall, where they had dinner. In front, the girls were holding hands and looking at clothes, and Xu Qingzhou and Guo Ziyang followed behind. "Finish the project this semester, and go out for an internship next semester. Earn some money first, and if there's an opportunity in the future, maybe I can start a small company and buy a house in Kyoto with Jiahui." Guo Ziyang talked about his plans for the future. Xu Qingzhou listened quietly. Guo Ziyang's career trajectory didn't seem to have changed much. After graduation, he worked in a large company for two years, then went out to work on his own, and eventually had a small company with dozens of employees.
The difference is that now there is Ding Jiahui. "Good." Xu Qingzhou said, paused, and then asked with a smile: "You and Ding Jiahui haven't quarreled in the past few months?" The passion on Guo Ziyang's face instantly disappeared. He hesitated to speak, secretly glanced in the direction of Ding Jiahui, and said in a low voice: "If I talk too much, I will cry. I found that after getting along for a long time, Jiahui has become different." "Talk about it." Xu Qingzhou discovered the taste of melon again. "It's just... a little violent." Guo Ziyang sighed and said with a bitter face: "Occasionally when we quarrel, or when I make a small mistake, she will come over with a clenched fist. She never did this before." Xu Qingzhou: "Do you get beaten often?" "Ah." Xu Qingzhou seemed to be thinking about something and felt a little guilty, thinking that it was his own school beauty Song who had corrupted Ding Jiahui. He looked at Guo Ziyang's face full of sorrow and couldn't help asking, "So you've fallen in love with someone else?" "Nothing!" Guo Ziyang retorted, paused, and then smiled foolishly, "This may be the true side of Jiahui. Sometimes I think she is more adorable like this." "."Xu Qingzhou fell silent, and suddenly felt like he was looking in a mirror. Seeing Xu Qingzhou didn't say anything, Guo Ziyang scratched his head and asked, "Am I being a bit mean?" Xu Qingzhou inexplicably felt as if he was being scolded, and could only say, "It's human nature." "Is this true of you too?" Guo Ziyang was surprised. "How is that possible!" Xu Qingzhou immediately refuted, and stole a glance in Song Yao's direction. Seeing two girls choosing clothes, he straightened his chest and said, "She has never lost her temper with me." That’s right, if you don’t lose your temper, you will resort to violence. Xu Qingzhou added silently. Guo Ziyang said regretfully: "You can't experience the joy of contrast." Song Yao was cold and indifferent, and you could tell at a glance that she liked to reason, unlike Jiahui who was full of energy. These two people are quite suitable. Guo Ziyang thought to himself that Xu Qingzhou was as steady as an old dog, which was just right for the cold personality of School Beauty Song. He squinted his eyes and thought back. He vaguely remembered that this guy seemed to have suddenly risen in the second semester of senior year. In freshman and sophomore year, both of them were the kind of people who would rush to the Internet cafe as soon as they got out of school after weekend tutoring. The two boys at the back were talking, and the two girls shopping in the front were also whispering. "When you go abroad to study, there will be no one to accompany me shopping." Ding Jiahui said miserably.
"You can look for Guo Ziyang." "Him?" Ding Jiahui glanced in the direction of Guo Ziyang and said unhappily, "This guy is usually very energetic when playing basketball, but he becomes sickly when he goes shopping." "However, after listening to what you said last time, I think it makes sense. If there are conflicts between couples, they still need to be resolved quickly and not piled up together. Sometimes taking action is really better than sulking." Ding Jiahui and Song Yao share their experiences. "But, Yaoyao, am I being too violent?" "Okay" Chengdu, reservoir. Three middle-aged men sat comfortably, their parasols, stools, and boxes better equipped than they had been a few months ago. After catching several fish, Song Shisong became confident and started upgrading his equipment. Xu Shouyun originally only had one sun hat, and when he saw that Song Shisong had completed all the equipment, he decided to upgrade his own equipment as well. The fat middle-aged man saw that it was indeed comfortable, so he simply went and got one. Once these equipments are taken out, two words will definitely appear in the eyes of others: expert. Under the parasol, the fat middle-aged man lay comfortably, patted his belly, and looked at the two fishing friends beside him: "Your two children have been friends for several years, right?" "It's been almost three years, right?" Xu Shouyun asked Song Shisong uncertainly. In his opinion, the two had been together since college. After all, who would hang out with ordinary friends every day? Song Shisong thought for a moment, nodded and said, "It's been almost three years." Song Shisong also started counting from the time he graduated from high school. When he was in high school, he felt that there was something wrong with the way his daughter looked at the son of the Xu family. "When are you going to get engaged?" the fat middle-aged man asked with a smile. As far as he knew, the two young people were already living together. "There's no rush. We're still young." Xu Shouyun and Song Shisong looked at each other and said with a smile. They had thought about getting engaged before, but quickly rejected the idea. Young people have their own pace, so let them decide for themselves. The fat middle-aged man nodded, sighed, and thought to himself, there is no rush. When someone dies, we will see whether you are anxious or not. But I'm still very envious. If my son had a partner like this, he would be happy even if someone died. Impossible, impossible. This little bastard, a 29-year-old who is about to turn , is still holding a broken cell phone all day and smiling like a fool for no reason. The wind is calm and the water is peaceful. Suddenly, the fishing rod in front of Song Shisong moved. "I'm coming!" The three old men were shocked.
Song Shisong also quickly stood up, grabbed the fishing rod and started fishing hard. "Pull it, pull it." Xu Shouyun was holding a scoop net and the fat middle-aged man was holding a hook remover, ready for action. "There's something wrong." "No movement?" Song Shisong was the first to notice the problem. The rod was very light, and there seemed to be no signs of the fish struggling at all? Until there was a dark green plant on the fish hook. The wind blew, making the place seem a bit noisy. "Cough~water grass." Song Shisong coughed dryly. "It should be soon." Xu Shouyun put down the scoop net. As an air force commander, the most important thing for him is to be patient. The fat middle-aged man sat down again, rubbed his beer belly, and said, "Yesterday afternoon, I saw two young men catch a 10-jin silver carp here." "This is a good fishing spot. Lao Zhang, your power supply bureau must be free. Yesterday was Friday." "Hehe~ There's nothing to do in the office." After their joy in vain, the three of them lay down on the chairs again, and then there was another boring wait. 4 pm. Xu Shouyun looked at the two small fish in the bucket, which were two fingers wide, and sighed. He looked at Song Shisong on the side and said, "Old Song, the fish stall I often go to has very cheap prices." "I have to buy one." Song Shisong sighed helplessly. His wife had just sent him a message saying that she had bought all the ingredients for the fish. Everything was ready except the fish from him. "Come on, let's go together. I think we can get a discount if the three of us go together." The fat middle-aged man sighed. Seeing that it was getting late, the three of them stopped struggling and poured all the small fish back into the water and packed up their equipment. Xu Shouyun also called an acquaintance who sold fish and asked him to keep the three silver carp. Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao walked out of the subway entrance at 8:10 in the evening. They were not in a hurry to go home, but strolled slowly on the street. The dusk is deep, the street lights are on, the trees on both sides are lush, the breeze is blowing gently, and the branches are swaying with a rustling sound. It is peaceful and beautiful. "I'm about to leave here." Song Yao looked at the familiar street with some nostalgia. "Yes, without realizing it, we have lived here for more than two years." Xu Qingzhou also had a trance-like feeling that time was flying by. He had just entered Peking University yesterday, and suddenly he had to leave. "What should we do with the house we live in now?" Song Yao squeezed Xu Qingzhou's hand. She was fiddling with Xu Qingzhou's phone all the way, wondering why this guy even liked his hands. His hands were a little rougher and a little bigger than hers, and she felt very safe when holding hers.
Xu Qingzhou thought for a moment and said, "I'll call and ask tomorrow. If Aunt Jia agrees, we can continue to rent it. This way, we'll have a place to stay when we come back to Kyoto occasionally." Song Yao nodded. Although it was a rented house, she bought a lot of things in the past two years and was reluctant to throw them all away when she went to the United States. This rent is not a problem for two people. Xu Qingzhou has several million in his hands, and she now has more than 500,000. "What if I had just rented a one-bedroom apartment at that time?" Xu Qingzhou began to fantasize. "Then you'll have to sleep on the balcony." Song Yao snorted lightly. Just by looking at this guy's expression, she knew that he must be thinking about something weird. "Can I sleep on the balcony?" Xu Qingzhou showed regret on his face, feeling that he had missed it. "." "You can only sleep in the toilet." Song Yao said hatefully. "Toilet, I think... that's OK." "abnormal." Xu Qingzhou shrugged, took Song Xiaohua's hand with his backhand, and led her across the intersection. Just saying, at that time, even touching her legs would get you beaten. As for sleeping in the same room, it only happened in dreams. (End of this chapter)