Mr. Perfect And Miss Almost

As a 600-minute scumbag, Yun Shu is always in turmoil at the end of almost every term. This time it is still no exception.

A few days ago, I wasted some time on the program. After I was busy, I had three essays in hand. There will be one final exam next week.

This semester she was not interested in many classes, so that she hadn't listened to it. At the end of the semester, other people's review is called checking and filling vacancies, she called opening up the world.

However, the water major of C major in sociology is well-known. It is good to say that it is no problem to pass the mixed one. The econometrics thesis that Zhang Sinian has given for two months will be the most important for her. Tomorrow I still have to go to Grandpa Zhang. The time left is severely lacking, and Yun Shu feels that he is about to perform the speed of life and death.

She carried a stack of books into Zhang Sinian's study early in the morning.

Zhang Sinian followed her back and forth into the study, and while turning on the computer, he said: "Ask me immediately if you have any questions. There is not much time left. Don't dare to wait any longer, you know?"

"Um."

She was so irritated by the measurement, her desire to grab the ground suddenly became brighter.

This is considered to be two people alone.

Yun Shu hammered his head-thinking about other things after writing the paper.

Zhang Sinian hasn't been busy these days, and he didn't take any documents home. Yun Shu hasn't seen him write on his laptop for a few days.

Yun Shu lifted his head from the screen full of numbers and characters, and when he twisted his stiff cervical spine, he happened to see him smiling and staring at the desktop.

The smile is like a piece of warm jade, and the style is outstanding. I don’t know what to write.

Yun Shu was dumbfounded for a while, his eyes were dumbfounded, and his finger, who was still writing the results of the impulse response analysis, unconsciously typed a string of characters on the keyboard.

Zhang Sinian looked up and saw Yun Shu staring straight at him, staring at him, then quickly lowered his head, buried behind the computer screen, a little funny, got up and walked towards her: "What's the problem?"

The tone is soft, like a spring breeze blowing on your face.

Yun Shu's mouth seemed to be quietly scratched by the cat's paw. After swallowing, he lowered his head to see Zhang Sinian's name unconsciously hitting the screen, and quickly pressed the Delete key with his finger.

I was so flustered when I pressed the key, I accidentally deleted the long paragraph I had written down.

Zhang Sinian has come to the table, pressing Ctrl+Z will definitely restore all the content that was just deleted.

She had no choice but to sit there with her fingers stiff, facing a blank computer screen.

Zhang Sinian turned her computer around and glanced at the computer screen, which was blank.

On the draft paper on the table, various matrices and unidentified numeric characters were written messily.

Zhang Si Nianqu raised his fingers, smiled at the corners of her mouth, and knocked twice on her forehead. His tone was a bit hateful, and he was spoiled: "What are you thinking all day long?"

He was standing at her desk, the noon sun leaning in, almost wrapping his whole body, dazzling and incredible. Yun Shu held his forehead and looked at him blankly.

The smile at the corner of his mouth was so gentle that Yun Shu felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest and opened his mouth.

"Thinking of you--" This sentence almost blurted out again.

When the words came to his lips, he clenched his fists again, swallowed, and touched the tip of his nose with some embarrassment.

Seeing her look tangled, Zhang Sinian no longer embarrassed him, turned around, faced the bookshelf, slid his fingertips over the books, pulled out a thin periodical, turned to one of the pages, and handed it to her.

"You are using the VAR model, right."

Yun Shu recovered and nodded quickly.

"The data analysis is based on this article, the framework and ideas are based on this article, and the analysis results are replaced by your own."

Yun Shu continued to nod, like a chicken pecking rice.

"This part must be finished before five o'clock in the afternoon, and I will teach you to write a literature review and theoretical analysis in the evening." Zhang Sinian looked down for a few seconds and thought of a punishment. There is one less ice cream ball to eat."

Yun Shu has eaten too much cold drinks these days, and must be controlled

Yun Shu estimated the number of words in the content that he deleted just now after being restored, and thought that there was absolutely no problem. So looking forward to Zhang Sinian, his fingers were raised up, compared to the shape of 1, his eyes were bright and the tone was sweet and soft, unconsciously with a bit of coquettish meaning: "Then finish writing one hour in advance. , Can one more ice cream ball?"

Zhang Sinian's calm and unwavering heart was suddenly teased, but the principle should not be lost. Pushing down the glasses, he said sternly: "No..."

"It's not fair..." Yun Shu lay on the table, his voice muffled. He let out a sigh of relief and snorted round his face.

"Okay..." Zhang Sinian smiled, "If you really finish writing, I will give you a reward."

"What is it?" Yun Shu instantly regained his energy, raised his face, looking extraordinarily expectant.

Zhang Sinian didn't really think about it. He was a little embarrassed and coughed slightly: "I'll tell you then."

Zhang Sinian's reward is equivalent to a carrot hanging in front of the mule.

Yun Shu was full of energy, and Zhang Sinian quickly restored the content that had just been deleted as soon as he turned around.

To the full screen of Zhang Sinian's name, he covered his hot cheeks. I opened another document, copied the written content, and saved the document full of Zhang Sinian's name.

Originally wrote some content, plus the routine provided by Zhang Sinian. Yun Shu's data analysis and writing were so smooth that he was finished writing almost an hour and a half earlier.

Like Yun Shu Xianbao, stepping on his slippers, he opened the document he had finished writing and showed Zhang Sinian anxiously.

Zhang Sinian slid the mouse and glanced roughly.

"Good writing."

"Yeah!" Yun Shu almost jumped up, his chin lifted slightly, and his hand stretched out to ask for reward.

"Let's go, get you a gift." Zhang Sinian smiled and patted her outstretched palm lightly.

Yun Shu retracted his inexplicably hot palm, entangled in his heart--Is it too unreserved to ask for gifts in such a hurry?

"I...not in a hurry."

"Aren't you writing something, it doesn't matter if you write it first and then give it to me."

Zhang Sinian closed the computer and got up: "I'm just making some...plans, and I will keep making adjustments later. Don't be in a hurry for this moment."

After speaking, I touched Yun Shu's head naturally, and felt the furry touch: "It is more important to give you a gift."

Yun Shu blushed and followed him downstairs, secretly covering his hot face with his hands to cool down.

The two came to the kitchen, Zhang Sinian took out a small transparent glass bowl from the refrigerator. Pass it to Yun Shu.

The bowl is cold in your hand. The inside is jelly. The bottom layer is creamy white, and the top layer is peach pink. The top layer is full of peach pulp, and the middle is decorated with two mint leaves.

So delicate and beautiful.

She remembered that Zhang Sinian had indeed left for a while when she was writing her thesis in the afternoon.

"You did it?"

Seeing Zhang Sinian nodded, Yun Shu was a little nervous about him: "You are not allergic to peaches, no, there is nothing uncomfortable."

Zhang Sinian washed a small spoon and handed it to her: "It's handled with gloves, not to the point where you can't even smell it."

Yun Shu held the spoon, and when he touched the jelly, the jelly of Q bomb shook a little. Fortunately, she couldn't bear to start.

This is the second time she has received a gift from Zhang Sinian. The first time I tried the doll that was still lying on her bed and was held to sleep by her every day.

If it is not for food, she must carefully store it away.

"Don't like it?" Zhang Sinian asked, raising an eyebrow.

Yun Shu took a bite and put it in his mouth. The jelly sandwiched the peach pulp, and the sweetness of the peach spread on the tip of his tongue.

Yun Shu couldn't help squinting his eyes, like a cat that was shunned, his voice was pleasantly surprised: "It's delicious!"

"Then eat slowly."

Zhang Sinian got himself a glass of water, held the glass, and watched her eating with a gentle expression.

Yun Shu was very focused when eating, wow, took a spoon and took a big sip and fed it into his mouth. Every time he ate the peach pulp, he would squint his eyes with enjoyment, as if he was eating something delicious.

When I go back to the study room and ask for it, "Learn how to make desserts, focusing on peach desserts" and add it to the schedule.

Zhang Sinian thought to himself as he stroked the rim of the cup with his hand.