They're already in university, and the primary school system is only just starting out?

Chen Lin was speechless.

How can you recognize something in such a blurry picture?

Is this what they call a woman's irrational sixth sense?

He cursed inwardly, but his face remained calm, deciding to play dumb.

"What post? I don't know." Chen Lin remained expressionless. "Who is Shen Yan? I don't know her."

It highlights a sense of self-righteousness.

However, Yun Qing was clearly not so easily fooled.

Far from being deterred by Chen Lin's attitude, she instead had a gossipy glint in her eyes.

She waved her phone, the WeChat contacts screen flashing by: "I have Shen Yan as a friend, you know. Otherwise... I'll ask her right now if she went for a walk with a handsome guy who loves cats and is in great physical condition last weekend?"

Chen Lin's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt a little flustered.

It wasn't that I was afraid of what Shen Yan might say, but rather that I was afraid Yun Qing, with her outgoing personality, might actually send out some strange messages and cause trouble for others for no reason.

"No," he instinctively tried to stop him, "Don't go around telling other people this. I'm not dating her. We just happened to run into each other that day and chatted about something."

Sure enough, this time it was Yun Qing's turn to be surprised; she widened her bright eyes.

"Wow! It really was you!"

Chen Lin: "Are you just guessing?"

"It's not entirely a guess," Yun Qing said with a grin, making no attempt to hide her little trick. "The photo may be blurry, but your height and figure do look quite similar to the one in the picture. And when I said I'd ask Shen Yan, I was just kidding. Someone as aloof and academically gifted as her, even if I wanted to get to know her, she probably wouldn't even bother with me!"

Chen Lin was completely speechless: "Then how did you get her WeChat?"

"I'm in the student council." Yun Qing raised her chin naturally, with a hint of smugness. "When you freshmen entered the university, I added most of the pretty girls as friends, so it'll be easier for the student council to organize activities and build relationships later."

Social terrorists!

Chen Lin silently labeled Yun Qing in his heart.

Yun Qing seemed completely oblivious to Chen Lin's inner turmoil. Instead, she leaned closer to him, lowering her voice in a teasing tone:

"Junior Chen Lin, since you're not dating Shen Yan, are you single or do you have a girlfriend?"

She winked playfully, "From now on, depending on your performance, help your senior more. If your senior is in a good mood, I'll introduce you to a beautiful girl who's about the same level as Shen Yan."

Chen Lin found it amusing.

They're only one year older than me, and their social experience might not even be as rich as mine, yet they act like they're in charge.

Besides, do I need someone to introduce me to someone?

He already has the aura of a "little Casanova". Once the system is a bit more helpful and issues more titles, what difficulty will it be for him to pursue pretty girls?

He was too lazy to argue with Yun Qing any further and casually replied:

"No need, senior, I have a boyfriend."

Yun Qing: "?"

The smile on that bright and beautiful face froze instantly.

Seeing her like that, Chen Lin felt inexplicably better. He waved his hand, turned around, and left.

Just kidding.

He casually left a sentence behind and then walked towards the bookshelves in the computer section without looking back.

Yun Qing, standing behind him, was stunned for several seconds before realizing that she had been tricked.

Watching Chen Lin's departing figure, she wasn't angry at all; instead, she chuckled, her beautiful crescent-shaped eyes filled with even greater curiosity.

This junior is interesting.

Chen Lin ignored the stares behind him and quickly found the book he wanted.

Python Mathematical Programming.

The book cover featured a snake writing mathematical formulas on a blackboard, which seemed to suit his taste.

For him, he really doesn't need those introductory books that start from scratch and teach him step by step how to install the environment, how to define variables, and how to write a loop function.

His goal is not to become a real programmer, but to apply his mathematical abilities as a "little mathematician" to solve real-world problems through programming.

The content of this book perfectly met his needs.

Chen Lin stood in front of the bookshelf and quickly flipped through the table of contents.

There are seven chapters in total. The first chapter is "Processing Numbers", the second chapter is "Data Visualization", the third chapter is "Statistical Characteristics of Data"... The following chapters are about more specific applications of algebra, calculus, probability theory and so on.

Great, that's it.

He glanced at his watch; it was a little past nine in the morning, and he had an elective class at 2:30 in the afternoon.

He decided to read the first two chapters before class.

Holding the books, Chen Lin turned around and went back to his private study room.

Shanghai, 2:30 PM.

At the same time, on the seventeenth floor of an office building, Sun Yu finally typed the last line of comment text into the document.

Having only slept for four hours that night, he finally managed to organize the cryptic writing on the two sheets of draft paper that the "CL" master had given him yesterday into a PDF document that looked fairly neat.

Although he still doesn't fully understand more than half of the formulas and theoretical derivations, he has indeed tried his best, and his brain has become a complete mess.

With huge dark circles under his eyes, he walked to the team leader's workstation with his phone in hand.

"Um, team leader," his voice sounded weak, "I've finished the new calculation scheme for the linear buckling analysis of the spatial curved reticulated shell structure for the roof of the new project. I just sent the PDF file to your email. Please take a look when you have time."

The team leader was a typical middle-aged man, wearing round-framed glasses, and his head was showing obvious signs of baldness.

He was looking down, his fingers flying across the WeChat chat box, a greasy smile on his face, and it was unclear who he was chatting with.

Upon hearing Sun Yu's words, he didn't even raise his head, merely grunting an "Mmm" through his nose and casually replying, "Oh, okay."

And then, that was the end of it.

An indescribable sense of loss welled up in Sun Yu's heart.

But he was too tired to say anything more, so he could only drag his weary body back to his seat and prepare to doze off for a while.

As soon as I sat down, my phone screen lit up; it was an incoming call.

"Hello, your package has arrived and has been placed in the parcel locker on the basement level. The pickup code is..."

Sun Yu's spirits lifted as he remembered that his custom-made phone case had arrived.

He forced himself downstairs and found his package in the parcel locker. He quickly tore it open, revealing a brand new phone case.

He took the phone case upstairs, and finally felt completely drained, so much so that he didn't even have the strength to put it on his phone.

He collapsed onto his workstation, propped his head up with his arm, and fell asleep instantly.

The brand-new phone case slipped from his limp hand and lay quietly beside his arm.

The back of his phone case features his favorite anime character.

Chestnut-colored long hair, cool yet intelligent eyes, and a white lab coat.

Kurisu Makise.