After transmigrating into the book, I married my mortal enemy, the disabled prince.

Chapter 127 127 Ah, Orange—Ah Chen

Song Nanyi walked to the middle of the room and saw that Gu Jiuchen was sleeping soundly. She didn't go to see him first, but went straight to the desk.

There are many balls of waste paper scattered under the desk, which seems to be exactly the same as the Gu Jiuchen she knew in modern times. Although the modern Gu Jiuchen owes everything, she has to admit that he has a high IQ.

Science has been number one since high school, and after entering the mathematics department at university, it has always maintained a top ranking in the college.

And every time she saw him doing a problem, she would have a bad habit of crumpling the draft paper and throwing it away.

Many people keep the draft paper well. Even if they make a mistake in the calculation at the end, they can use the content in the draft to infer which step they are wrong.

But that yue just didn't care about the previous content at all, as long as the final answer was wrong, he would throw away the draft without even reading it.

Thinking back, Song Nanyi frowned, how could he think of that guy, he can't compare with Gu Jiuchen, okay?

And the design of the device does not mean drawing more sketches, the final drawing is the most important.

Song Nanyi ignored the ball of paper on the ground, walked to the front of the desk, turned the blueprint to himself, and looked at the device formed on it.

This is a combined pulley form, with an upper pulley in the middle and a fixed pulley at the top.This saves effort, and the safety factor is much better than the previous one.

Song Nanyi doesn't study science, but he still has a little impression of junior high school science. Gu Jiuchen's drawing is more detailed.

Using many sets of data, I calculated the size of the entire device that needs to be measured on a ratio of one to two hundred, and marked the value of each set next to it, so that people can understand it at a glance.

... The words need to be improved.

Song Nanyi turned over a few more drawings below, and the device was still different. Gu Jiuchen gave her three methods in total, and listed the advantages and disadvantages of each device on the last sheet of white paper.

This is also...too academic.

Song Nanyi read it several times, and he almost knew it in his heart.

She lifted her foot to the side of the bed again, and looked down at Gu Jiuchen for a while, but the people on the bed didn't move at all.

She thought she must have really fallen asleep, otherwise she would react in any way when she felt someone was around her.

Thinking of this, Song Nanyi couldn't help thinking of playing tricks on Gu Jiuchen.

She ran lightly to the table and picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, then returned to the bed, took Gu Jiuchen's hand, and wrote on the back of his hand.

"Ah, orange..."

Gu Jiuchen's breathing stopped, did she call him "Achen"?

"Ah, oranges, don't they look like it?"

Song Nanyi continued to sketch while replying to his words, and only looked at Gu Jiuchen's face when she finished drawing what she thought was an orange.

Gu Jiuchen: "..."

"You paint on my hands so boldly, aren't you afraid that I'll be angry and bully you?"

Gu Jiuchen sighed inwardly, is this little girl not enlightened, or her head is full of paste.

"Why are you bullying me? You can't run away from me now."

Song Nanyin pursed her lips, indicating that his legs hadn't recovered yet, and she had to take advantage of this great opportunity.

Gu Jiuchen's temples throbbed. Was this little girl born to restrain him? He really couldn't watch Song Nanyi calmly speak provocative words.

Gu Jiuchen stretched out his hand and pulled Song Nanyi onto the bed.

Song Nanyi didn't check, the brush in her hand knocked against the eaves of the bed and finally fell to the ground, and she was also tightly pressed down by Gu Jiuchen.

(End of this chapter)