Rebirth: Starting with Capturing the Goddess Mentor

Chapter 44 The Library's Counselor

Chen Yan and Jiang Zhixin entered the library one after the other and found a relatively quiet spot to sit down.

However, the absence of people was only temporary when Teacher Jiang was around. Soon, many boys gathered around, and even some girls who seemed quiet started to peek in and join the fun.

If looks could kill, Chen Yan would probably be dead dozens or even hundreds of times over by now.

Chen Yan genuinely wanted Teacher Jiang to tutor him in advanced mathematics and English, since the final exams were next month, and if his grades were too bad, he might get a beating from Ms. He.

But as soon as I sit down, my eyes start to glaze over.

The library was well-heated, and Jiang Zhixin had already hung her coat on the back of the chair.

At this moment, she was wearing a champagne apricot shirt and a light gray professional short skirt. The key point is that when she sat down, the skirt length only reached mid-thigh, revealing a pair of long legs covered in skin-colored stockings.

The stockings clung delicately to the lines of her legs, flowing smoothly from her rounded thighs to her slender calves, like a meticulously sculpted work of art.

Under the library lights, they shimmered with a faint glow, like a dreamy veil draped over the legs.

Chen Yan thought to himself: God has truly been kind to Teacher Jiang, giving her the best of everything.

Jiang Zhixin opened the textbooks Chen Yan had brought; they were almost untouched, practically brand new. "Shall we start by reviewing advanced mathematics?"

There was no reply for a long time.

Jiang Zhixin looked up and realized that Chen Yan was staring intently at her legs...

She subconsciously tightened her legs and muttered a soft "rogue".

I should have given in to him and worn this business suit to tutor him.

The so-called improvement in learning efficiency is clearly a lie.

"Hey, can't you focus on your studies? If you fail all your final exams, how are you going to have a good New Year?"

"If you fail the make-up exam after the winter break, you'll have to repeat the year, and you might not even graduate."

Jiang Zhixin tried to "influence" Chen Yan in the tone of a teacher.

Chen Yan reluctantly shifted his gaze from his legs and said perfunctorily, "Okay, let's start with advanced mathematics then."

"Then let's look at this simpler question first. Solve it yourself first, and I'll check it after you're done." Jiang Zhixin handed over an A4 sheet of paper with the question written on it.

Chen Yan glanced at the question—

Proof: Suppose /g(Mo)/<=k then limx->Mo f(M)g(M)<=limx->Mof(M)k->kf(Mo)=0
I go!

Teacher Jiang, you think too highly of me. Let alone solving this problem, I can't even understand the question!

Chen Yan looked at Jiang Zhixin with a helpless expression.

"Won't?"

"Mm." Chen Yan nodded.

“I’ll teach you,” Jiang Zhixin said, picking up a pen and starting to write her answer on the paper.

令 y=kx lim(x，y)->(0，0)sin(x^3+y^3)/(x^2+y^2)=limx->0sin(x^3+k^3x^3)/(x^2+k^2x^2)=limx>0 [3x^3+3k^3x^2)cos(x^3+k^3x^3)/2x+2xk^2=limx->0 3x^2(1+k^3)cos(x^3+x^3k^3)/(1+k^2)=0
"Take a look, is there anything you don't understand?"

Chen Yan was speechless for a moment. Could he say that he couldn't even understand the symbols on the screen?

"Um, how about we learn English first?" Chen Yan suggested.

“That works too,” Jiang Zhixin said, taking out a brand-new English textbook.

“Take a look at this article, and then write the translation on a piece of white paper.”

"okay."

Many Chinese students who have already learned English more than ten yeas are still unable to speak English properly and fluently when they encounter a foreigner……

Chen Yan glanced at the article. He understood the meaning of the first sentence, but the further he read, the more it seemed like reading gibberish...

tired.

Destroy it.

"What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and write!" Jiang Zhixin tapped the table and urged her in a teacher's tone.

Ha! So you're putting on airs, huh?

I, Chen, have taken note!
Sooner or later, I'll make you cry and call me "baba." Chen Yan calmly took the pen and began translating on the paper.

Seeing that he was obediently doing his homework, Jiang Zhixin took out her phone and started playing "Temple Run" by herself.

After the game ended, Chen Yan had already finished writing the translation and was sitting with his legs crossed, looking around with an air of nonchalance.

"So fast?"

Jiang Zhixin picked up the A4 paper and read it. The first sentence was translated quite well:

Many Chinese students have been learning English for over 10 years, but they still can't speak fluently when they meet a foreigner.

But when she saw the second sentence, her eyelids twitched involuntarily, because Chen Yan had written it like this:
"Ms. Jiang, why don't you be my girlfriend? It'll stop so many people from eyeing you; it's annoying to see them all."

Jiang Zhixin rolled her eyes at him, snatched the pen from his hand, and wrote "No" underneath.

Chen Yan casually pulled a spare pen from his bag and wrote, "I'll only ask once, I won't ask again."

After Chen Yan finished writing, he threw down his pen and stealthily reached down to place his hand on Jiang Zhixin's smooth, jade-like thigh, slowly sliding it from the outside to the inside.

"This guy is being way too blatant!"

Jiang Zhixin noticed his movements, her heart suddenly raced, her upper body involuntarily stretched forward to block the view around her, and her legs unconsciously tightened together.

That's good now.

Chen Yan's hand was directly trapped between two extremely elastic legs...

Fortunately, Jiang Zhixin was sitting in a seat against the wall, and the seats they chose were in the corner, so no one should have noticed their little actions under the table.

But what if someone walks by?

If she accidentally looks down and sees this scene while passing by, how will she ever be able to get along at school again?
[University counselor and students doing this in broad daylight in the library? ****]

Jiang Zhixin could already picture the headlines written by unscrupulous media outlets...

So she glared at Chen Yan fiercely.

But the next second, she almost burst into tears.

Because stockings are relatively thin and slippery, from a physics perspective, the smoother the surface of an object, the less friction there is.

Although Chen Yan's hand was trapped, it was still able to slide upwards smoothly. Just now, this bastard almost touched his underwear.

Fortunately, this bastard still had some conscience and stopped at the last moment, withdrawing his hand.

Jiang Zhixin's cheeks flushed, her beautiful eyes misted over, and she stared intently at Chen Yan. After a long pause, she picked up her pen and wrote: "Chen Yan, you are such a bastard."

"despair."

Jiang Zhixin had just finished writing this line when the skin on her leg suddenly tightened.

Almost the next second, the flesh on Chen Yan's waist suddenly tightened.

pain!
And they are happy.

……

"I have to attend a faculty meeting this afternoon. You can study in the library. If you have any questions, you can ask me on WeChat."

At 11:30, Jiang Zhixin walked out of the library with a blush still on her face, stunning the group of boys inside.

Chen Yan raised his hand to smell the lingering fragrance on his palm, then lay down on the desk, opened his calculus textbook to cover his face, and quickly fell asleep.

Self-study? That doesn't exist.

The library's quiet atmosphere is perfect for sleeping.

Chen Yan had planned to take a short nap before going to the cafeteria for lunch, but he ended up sleeping until the afternoon. When he woke up, he found that his legs and arms were numb, his stomach was growling with hunger, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

After waking up, he had no interest in staying any longer. He packed up his textbooks and left, first going to the cafeteria for a meal, and then to the 102 Entrepreneurship Base to check today's data.

……

(Godfathers, if you have any votes, throw them away, this week is especially important~~~~bows)

(End of this chapter)