After raising a cat, he reached the pinnacle of life

Chapter 100

The hearts of Rongcheng University are floating.

Jian Ming stepped on the bell and rushed into the classroom, wheezing and wheezing.

"Do we have so many people in our department!?" He glanced around in horror: "Why are there no vacancies?"

"Hahaha——" the three girls in the front row laughed wildly: "Go to the lecture hall next door to move the stools? You see, there is already a row in the middle..."

Jian Ming wanted to cry without tears, temporarily put the thick materials in his hand on the desks of several girls, turned around to go out, and bumped into the professor by surprise.

"I'm sorry, Professor Zhou, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Jian Ming covered his red nose, squatting down to pick up things in a hurry, and the fat high math professor looked at him with a smile: "Did you just come? Did you oversleep again?"

Jian Ming blushed in shame, wondering which bastard spread the word that he loves being late!Not so often, okay? ?

It's all Zhang Zhenghe's fault!

Get up early and don't call him!

The old professor delayed for a while, walked to the edge of the podium, looked down and was also stunned.

"Hey," he exclaimed in amazement, "what's the wind blowing today, why do so many faces suddenly ignite their love for mathematics?"

There was a burst of laughter underneath.

A bold one shouted loudly: "I heard that Wen Zheng has come to our school!"

"When will he come!"

"Yeah, we all want to see him!"

The old professor avoided answering, just smiled, waited for Jian Jian to move the chair back, and followed the content of the lesson preparation for a class of advanced mathematics.

"Jian Ming." Someone poked him behind him, Jian Ming was taking notes, and turned his head dissatisfied: "Why?"

It was a girl from the same class who poked him.

"Have you heard about Wen Zheng? Didn't you say you've met him and his WeChat?" The girl suppressed her excitement, her eyes were full of enthusiasm.

Jian Ming was immediately proud: "Yes, I even lent him a library card."

"Wow..." The girl envied: "Then do you know when he will come?"

Jian Jian put away her smile and continued to take notes, and said indifferently, "Then where will I go?"

By saying this, Jian Ming actually knows it, so just don't say it, otherwise, wouldn't it be disturbing other people's family?

When Wen Zheng was still an anchor last year, he got rid of Shan Yu Yu Lai and indirectly helped him a lot. Jian Jian regarded him as a great benefactor.After the apocalypse, Wen Zheng's true identity was revealed. He is not only an anchor, he is also an "idol" loved by people all over the country.

He is handsome, can fight, and is miserable.

How many girls cried for him.

At that time, Jian Ming was both proud and a little bit disappointed. He felt that Wen Zheng was separated from him like a catastrophe, and he couldn't bear to send him the news of the New Year's greetings, right?

Unexpectedly, not long after, he received a call from Wen Zheng to consult the Department of Mathematics of Rongcheng University.

Speaking of which, Wen Zheng was able to come to their school and their department, and it is also my credit!Jian Ming hid a little secret happily, and the villain in her heart shook her legs with excitement.

At this time, someone next to the girl in the back row gave a loud "chick".

Jian Ming looked back subconsciously, she was also a girl, quite pretty.Not sure why this is so inelegant.

"Is mathematics so easy to learn?" The girl painted blue and black nail polish, and said in a strange way: "A graduate from a military school dares to transfer to Rongda casually. That's right, the whole world is his backstage, and now the voice is loud." Well, let him choose where he wants to study and what?"

Before Jian Ming could react, the "competing brother and fan girl" in the back seat of him had quickly switched to the real-life PK mode, and cursed at the blue-black nails: "People can transfer to our school casually, it's harder than you to transfer to our school!" Counting down, stepping on the line to enter the profession is much better, right?"

"You," the nail polish froze, rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "It's all of you who ruined a good academic atmosphere."

After Jane reacted, a raging anger ignited in her heart.

Someone actually refused to accept it!

Before the manicure was finished, he continued to chatter: "There is something even funnier, this one not only wants to learn mathematics, but also brings that rumored boyfriend with him."

She spread her hands and said, "Ha, so what if you have a vase with a face and can play the piano? A fool can play the piano after ten years of practice, but can a fool learn mathematics?"

These words were so harsh that the hair of the girls in the backseat stood on end.

"A fool can't play the piano after ten years of practice!"

Jian Ming: "..." The point is not this!

After the blue-black nail polish finished speaking, there was even a voice of agreement.Look carefully, there are still many people.

Jian Ming choked back his anger.

Xia Guo of Rongcheng University ranks in the top ten, who can get in who hasn't been outstanding since childhood?

When Wen Zheng appeared in the news, they should be moved, and there should be a lot of praise and respect.But returning to the subject, they certainly feel that they are professionals in the field.

What's more, he hasn't taken the college entrance examination yet!

For some people, such as the concise girl in the back seat, the dog-face attribute controls everything, and they can do whatever they want.

Naturally, there are also people who don't care about 21 and want to express their dissatisfaction first.

The blue-black nail polish was supported, and the tone suddenly became more complacent.

"Anyway, his attitude is not correct, that's for sure. My uncle is at the Student Affairs Office. I heard that he was supposed to provide accommodation for him. He said it was inconvenient to keep a cat, so he decided to go to school." She clicked: "Everyone knows that we The school does not allow day students for freshmen and sophomores. It doesn’t matter who comes. Last year, the mayor’s son didn’t succeed in the end? Wen Zheng is good, and the school gave him the green light if he wanted to raise a cat. My uncle said that he even persuaded him. There are no links, he said he would go to school and go to school."

Not fair.

Thinking about it this way, the other students with mediocre emotions are also a bit subtle.

"What's more irritating is his beautiful partner, right? I admit that he is very good-looking. I also tweeted about him, but..." The girl with nail polish picked her nails: "My uncle said that apart from an ID card, he has nothing to do. I can’t get it out, and I doubt that I will drop out of high school.”

The people around were surprised, and she hurriedly said, "There is no evidence for this, it's just my uncle's guess."

"So let him report it?" Someone asked curiously in a hurry.

"It's in the newspaper," said the nail polish listlessly, "I've said it all, he is very popular now, and the country's leaders are his backers. Of course, he can do whatever he wants... including packaging his little lover as a graduate of Rongda University .”

wow——

The surrounding people immediately spread out their wings of imagination, and their eyes became subtle.

Although you can't believe everyone's words, but think about it, there is some truth to it?

Most of the dispensable students didn't find it annoying, but became more and more curious about Wen Zheng.One person spoke briskly, asked the nail polish and said, "You have said so much, what about the others?"

The nail polish girl is speechless.

Another person said: "Yeah, a third of the people in the classroom are fans who secretly came to wait for him to appear. They were so anxious that my roommate kept asking me if he was here... Didn't you say He has completed his day studies, so he should come to class, right?"

"This advanced mathematics class is a basic class. No matter what major you major in the mathematics department, you must learn it. You won't be so arrogant that you don't come to the class, right?"

"Probably not. Otherwise, why would he bother to report to Rongda? He is already a colonel at a young age. If he stays in the system for development, he will be able to reach the sky in one step. Who would not accept him?"

"That's right, no matter how good your level is, the class will still be held... I haven't come yet, is it because I don't plan to enroll this year?"

In the end, the words of this person lifted everyone's spirits and opened up their minds.

Makes sense.

It is the second semester now, and they have been taking classes for half a year. If Colonel Wen really wants to learn mathematics, will he worry that he will not be able to keep up with the progress?It is very reasonable to postpone re-enrollment for half a year!

"No," the girl with nail polish wanted to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by the professor.

Just a bang.The fat professor smiled and unscrewed the lamp from the projector and threw it into the empty trash can.

The whole classroom is quiet.

"Can you start class?" He asked the front row to help him retrieve the hard-working lamp, slowly screw it on again, and said: "Which students don't want to go to class, you can tell the teacher, I will be as proficient as unscrewing the lamp, Screw your head off."

students:"……………………"

Jian Jian swallowed all the excuses and planned to live for another few decades.

"Oh, that's right." The old professor just turned on the laser pointer and pointed at the screen, then turned it off again as if remembering something, and said enthusiastically, "Student Wen Zheng won't take this class."

All: "!!!"

The old professor: "He is a graduate student."

All: ………………? ? ? ? ? ?

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The female students who came here specially attended a two-hour class with blank eyes. After the class, the old professor seemed to be interested in these freshmen who "love mathematics even if they are not majors". Call people up frequently to answer questions.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, they would leave the purgatory at a speed of [-] meters. It was Jian Jie and the others who helped move the chairs back to the next door.

Jian Ming was also surprised, he didn't know that Wen Zheng went directly to graduate school.

But that's good, it's clean, at least it won't be surrounded by people in the big class.

He thought in frustration, it was just a bit regretful, he thought he could be friends and go to and from get out of class together, but he skipped a grade...

Friendship is really because he thinks too much...

After moving the last chair, Jian Jian picked up the books and went back to the dormitory. Halfway there, a WeChat alert rang.

He raised his knees to support the stack of books, and unlocked them with his right hand juggling. When he saw it, his eyes suddenly lit up!

——[Wen Zheng]: Is get out of class over?Are you coming to the library?

Woohoo friendship is back!

Jian Jie rushed back to the dormitory like a bird returning home, happily greeted Zhang Zhenghe who had just returned, then turned around and flew out again.

Poor Zhang Zhenghe got stuck in his throat.

The library of Rongcheng University is quiet because it is large, and various sound-absorbing devices have been installed on the wall bookshelves. Even if you talk and discuss in a low voice, it will not disturb others. Students like to go there to discuss topics.

Jian Jian swiped his card to enter, and saw the person sitting at the table in the corner at a glance.

Wen Zheng wore a pair of his own standard accessories, black t-shirt jeans, and buttoned up a baseball cap that he couldn't do without recently.

It's a pity that his efforts to keep a low profile were basically in vain, because his beauty object sat next to him, wearing a loose thin windbreaker to look like a magazine blockbuster, exuding damn charm all the time.

There was an unknown person sitting across from the two of them. He looked weak and smiled shyly.

"Brief." Wen Zheng saw him first and raised his hand as a signal.

Jian Jie sat down excitedly and introduced herself.Under his expectant gaze, Bei Sining said reservedly: "Call me Brother Ning."

Yu Jin squinted his eyes: "My name is Yu Jin, you can call me whatever you want."

"Oh!" Seeing him as if he hadn't graduated from high school, Jian Ming said consciously and lovingly, "You can also call me Brother Jian!"

"..." Yu Jin said awkwardly, "I'm 28."

Wen Zheng added: "He is Mayyu."

Sitting down in silence, Jian Ming shouted respectfully, "I'm sorry, Brother May."

Wen Zheng wanted to ask them for help, so naturally he didn't keep it secret, and quickly talked about the difficulties he encountered.

"It's still the password, it's the last one. I simply calculated it, but I don't have a clue." Wen Zheng turned the paper on which the password information was written, so that Jian Ming and Yu Jin could read it: "Jian Ming is more familiar with Rongda's collection of books and materials. Yu Jin is very knowledgeable about ciphers, so I take the liberty to ask you for help."

The two of them were flattered, and Yu Jin even shook his head hard.

"No, no, I've been helped too much, I can't figure it out...and I may not be able to help." Yu Jin looked at the password and frowned: "I just read too much It's sensitive to certain cipher forms. If I haven't seen it, I can't solve it."

Conciseness is even more worthy of shame: "I will only look at the information and check it for you. If the entire library does not have it, then I will be even more blind."

"No." Wen Zheng said firmly, "It must be a recorded password."

Only then did Bei Sining speak, low and elegant: "Because the purpose of the person who set the password is to let him unlock it, not to make it impossible."

This is the idea that Bei Sining just provided these two days.

They may have overcomplicated the matter in the first place.

Bei Si Ning couldn't sleep at night and thought about the password, no matter what he thought, the message from his uncle and aunt should be addressed to the ten-year-old Wen Zheng.

Wen Zheng told him about his childhood as a bedtime story, and Bei Sining remembered almost every detail.

In his mouth, Dad Wen likes to show off his knowledge, such as the mathematical solution to Murphy's law, how to use the optimal stopping theory to find a partner, and what is a substitution code.

Because he is too young, Wen Zheng doesn't remember much, but these contents alone are enough to prove that Wen's father taught him mathematics and codes, and Wen Zheng can use simple knowledge to unlock the codes.

Bei Sining vaguely felt that there must have been a book or a set of materials in the study at that time, which clearly told Wen Zheng, where to find the key, what type of password to use, and how to activate your laptop. The mind untied it.

It's a pity that the answer is buried in the long river of time forever, leaving only a little sad reasoning.

Bei Sining was afraid that he would be sad, so he didn't say it out, but only gave Wen Zheng a direction of thinking - to find a suitable classic password model, maybe he can correspond to it.

"This ciphertext is ro, xu, hu, xy, cl, ew, uh, ne." Wen Zheng said while writing eight groups of letters on the paper: "The key is a poem, 'Life If you travel against the road, I am also a pedestrian.'”

Yu Jin snorted, "Is that the one I solved?"

Wen Zheng nodded: "The answers to the previous three codes are all poems, but the last one is not."

"Because it doesn't have enough letters." Yu Jin quickly realized.

This is the limitation of Chinese Pinyin.

No matter how short the poem is, with ten characters and the finals of the back nasal sound, the final encrypted numbers or letters will be very long, which conforms to the characteristics of the previous three ciphers.

But the last password, once solved, is obviously less than ten characters.

"Could it be an idiom?" Jian Ming asked, "Did someone stipulate that it could only be poetry?"

Wen Zheng: "Probably not even Chinese."

Seeing that both of them were lost in thought, Wen Zheng put the paper upside down on the table: "Don't worry about this matter, there is a lot of time, please help me think about it when you have time."

"Ah!" Yu Jin and Jian Ming reached out to grab the paper at the same time, and said together: "Let me take another look!"

He wrote a note to each of them and stuffed it, Wen Zheng couldn't help saying that he pulled them away and treated them to dinner.

Jian Ming complained to him about the high-minded students in the school, and said that the academic attainments of Z University must be super strong!

Wen Zheng also came in after passing the exam. He smiled and sent them back to school, and walked home with Bei Sining.

He didn't find it annoying or troublesome at all.

It turns out that being an ordinary student is such a wonderful thing.

At the beginning of school, students will inevitably pay attention to him. After a long time, all these will gradually return to ordinary.He held Bei Si Ning's hand, thinking to himself that only his partner would walk with him forever.

... It would be even better if Bei Si Ning could get better soon.

Wen Zheng was cooking oatmeal porridge with milk in the kitchen, checked that it was almost time, and brought it into the room.

Bei Sining watched TV sleepily.

Since Bei Sining woke up with pain in the middle of the night that day, Wen Zheng changed his schedule and never slept before two o'clock.He will make sure that the cat spirit is not uncomfortable, and will fall asleep when he falls asleep.

Although the cat spirit has repeatedly emphasized that the demon pill is not in the digestive organs, Wen Zheng strictly implemented the health-preserving strategy and began to feed the cat with soup and water.

I don't know whether it was because the subspace was gradually refined as time went by, or his efforts were really fruitful. Although Bei Si Ning was reluctant to live on porridge, his physical condition was improving.

Recently, my face has not turned pale from the pain, and I feel sleepy even when I watch TV.

"What is this?" Wen Zheng brought the bowl to the coffee table, and suddenly found that today's TV screen was unusual.

"...the company promotional video made by Manager Fan." Bei Sining said seriously, "Is it okay?"

company?Wen Zheng remembered that he was busy with health care recently and hadn't visited the cat food company opened by Mao Jing. What he thought was a small trouble, actually made a promotional video?

He inserted the spoon into the porridge and handed it to Bei Sining: "Eat by yourself." After saying that, he stared at the screen seriously.

The cat spirit who thought about the reasons for refusing to feed herself for a long time: "..."

what happened! ?Does he not love me anymore!

He really likes cats more!

Bei Sining swallowed the porridge in two or three mouthfuls, but Wen Zheng said, "Eat slowly, don't you want your stomach?" The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the more he thought about it, the more angry... He gritted his teeth and stood up, turning himself into a big black The cat swished and jumped on Wen Zheng.

Wen Zheng was caught off guard and almost missed hugging.

The warm black cat's fur is smooth and feels great in the hand, and it feels safe to hold in the arms.

Wen Zheng smiled and rolled his eyes, from his forehead to his big black tail, he had a pleasant face.

"what happened?"

Whisper softly.

There was a thunder in Bei Sining's heart.

Although he had a hunch, he couldn't understand it.Don't you look good, why does Wen Zheng always prefer cats! ?

Wen Zheng's attention was all on the screen.

He didn't expect that this promotional video would be shot so well.

He has seen the little cat demons in Beisining before. They are just a group of pastoral cats. Apart from their spirituality, their appearance is really not outstanding.

But the shooting of this film took a lot of effort.Editing, grading, acting, all at a high level.

The short film captures the story of two cats fighting wits and courage over a bowl of cat food in a cat house full of greenery.

The war between white cats and orange cats is escalating. You steal from me and you steal from me. You can also play strategies. Occasionally, the cats are photographed intoxicated while chewing cat food, which is really stupid and cute.

Pet short videos are like this, as long as they are cute, everything else can be ignored, and the performances of these two cats are so good, humans want to try it when they see it, maybe my cat likes it as much as in the video?

Wen Zheng sighed, he didn't expect Ye Yubing's acting skills to be used here!

"It cost a lot of money to shoot this." Wen Zheng rubbed Dahei's belly, and clicked on the next full version, the corners of his mouth turned up.

"Not much," the cat spirit was a little depressed, her tail drooped and dragged to the ground, curling up and sweeping it from time to time.

"Fan Lingrou said it only cost 50, and we earned it back in one day." His voice was muffled.

"?" Wen Zheng stopped rubbing his stomach, and asked in deliberation, "How many kinds of cat food does your company have?"

"I haven't asked in the past month. There were probably more than 30 kinds before. They are divided into several categories according to age, and then divided into several categories according to taste. Different cats like different tastes. At the beginning, I will send a taste experience pack to let them They choose."

Wen Zheng: "Apart from cat food? Do you sell anything else?"

Maojing: "There are also all kinds of snacks, toys, and yellow hairs. They eat delicious food and then sell it out. They can earn quite a lot."

"..." Wen Zheng: "I just want to ask, are you a distributor? Do you buy snacks made by others, or do you make them yourself?"

Dahei raised his head, looked upside down at Wen Zheng, and asked strangely: "Of course there is a processing factory."

Wen Zheng silently took out his mobile phone and checked the "North Shake" company.

Listed.

...listed?