Raise Love-109-"Tsk, you're quite confident"

The Student Affairs Office welcomed a lot of new young workers.

The senior students felt that their work had become much easier. Whenever there was something to do, they could just send a message to the junior students and let them handle it. It was a good way to exercise their abilities.

Since winter arrived, the campus of Harvard University became visibly desolate. Leaves fluttered down with the cold wind, leaving only bare branches in the end.

Only the evergreens still stood tall and proud, full of green vitality.

The students became lazy due to the cold weather. Aria was especially afraid of the cold and had a cold constitution. Every day when she went to class, she would wrap herself in a thick cotton - padded coat and wrap her scarf around her neck again and again, for fear of getting cold.

Even so, her hands were still ice - cold.

There was heating in the classroom. Aria was used to sitting by the window. She could only feel warm when she put her hands on the heater. It was much better in public classes because Ryder had a warm constitution.

His hands always seemed to be warm.

Obviously in the same environment, Aria was freezing cold with icy - cold hands, but when they were held in his warm palms, it was even more effective than a heater.

Approaching the end of December, most of Ryder's courses had ended. His class schedule was more spread out, and only two or three courses were still in the final stages. He had more free time and almost spent all of it pestering Aria.

However, Aria was in a bit of a mess.

The winter vacation in university started early and was quite long. After New Year's Day was the exam week.

Now, with Christmas just around the corner, and New Year's Day coming a week after Christmas, it meant that the final exams were approaching.

The initial courses of financial management did not involve professional courses. Except for calculus, almost all of them were liberal - arts - oriented and required memorization.

Memorization alone was already giving her a headache.

When Aria initially chose liberal arts, it was not only because her science was extremely poor but also because of her talent in liberal arts. So she gritted her teeth and chose a different path from Ryder.

She had once thought about choosing science for him.

She hesitated for a long time. But at the moment of filling out the form during the parents' meeting, when she met her father's vicissitudes but gentle eyes.

It was a choice between her future and a hopeless secret crush.

Reality was not like a movie. In the movie, the female lead could get closer to the male lead and have a good future by choosing science for love.

But she was not the female lead. Even if she chose science, she couldn't reach him. He was in the experimental class, so far away. With her bottom - ranked grades, what difference would it make if she chose science?

Her father had never blamed her for her poor grades.

Even though she had been at the bottom of the class since high school, her father had never said anything to her. Just like in the third year of junior high school, when her grades dropped sharply because of her mother's passing. She even only got 399 points in the third mock exam.

Her father went to talk to the class teacher to ask about her situation and inquired whether she could enter their school with her score in the high - school entrance exam. The class teacher answered euphemistically, saying that Aria could try the No. 7 Middle School.

Could try.

This sentence meant that she not only couldn't get into their school but might even have to struggle to get into the No. 7 Middle School, which was a bit worse than The Bronx Middle School.

Aria was not without anxiety and sadness. She just couldn't focus on studying. She always thought of her mother. She tried hard to control herself not to think about it, to recite books and do exercises, but her grades still didn't improve.

She thought her father would be angry, but he just sighed and asked her gently when they got home, as if talking to himself.

He said, "Aria, what are we going to do about these grades?"

Aria almost couldn't hold back her tears.

She didn't know. She really didn't know.

In the last month before the high - school entrance exam, she might not be able to get into her desired high school. Even more terrifying was that if she couldn't, she wouldn't be in the same school as him, and she might never see him again.

Fortunately, God favored her a bit in this important exam. The admission score of The Bronx Middle School in 2016 was 490 points, and she got exactly 490.

She was happy for a long time after getting the admission notice.

Only when it came to choosing subjects did she finally understand that feelings really meant nothing in the face of the future. It was good enough for her to see him occasionally.

During the year of repeating her senior year, her grades improved rapidly. She also had to thank her long - neglected talent in liberal arts. Her text - comprehension ability was strong, and for many things, doing exercises was enough without detailed memorization.

Now, out of the six courses in her freshman class schedule, five required memorization. Just thinking about it gave Aria a headache.

In addition, what made her even more anxious was that the advanced mathematics teacher taught a little more carefully and a bit slower than other classes, but she could barely keep up with the progress. This was originally a good thing.

The problem was that she had taken three weeks of leave for personal reasons a while ago.

There were two calculus classes a week on the schedule, so three weeks meant six classes. After coming back, the teacher made up for the lessons like crazy on weekends, teaching non - stop, and the progress bar was moving extremely fast.

After getting help from Ryder, Aria finally didn't feel so stressed. But with this situation, it was like going back to square one.

Her science thinking was really shockingly bad. Dense differential knowledge came at her one after another, and it was getting more and more complicated. She would forget what she learned earlier when she learned something new.

Sometimes she was so angry that she almost cried, which made Ryder not know whether to laugh or cry.

"You're still laughing!" Aria was distracted in the English class, doing math homework. She was so annoyed by the calculations that she heard a soft laugh beside her.

Ryder was half - lying on the table, his arm bent to support his head, looking lazily at the little girl doing arithmetic. His pitch - black eyes were full of smiles. He reluctantly restrained himself a bit after being scolded.

He said in a low voice, "Well, I'm not laughing."

After a pause, he moved closer to look at her steps. "Haven't figured it out yet?"

Aria was a little unhappy: "..."

"Here." Ryder chuckled, holding her slightly cold left hand and putting it in his arms to warm it. He leaned over and pointed to a place on the exercise book with his fingertips. "This step is wrong."

Aria pursed her lips and lowered her head to look at the place he was pointing at.

This step required the knowledge of n!.

As a liberal - arts student, the liberal - arts mathematics in high school didn't cover n!. It was taught in science classes. The teacher assumed that they would know this part directly. Aria also learned power functions, ln(x), and e× rather carelessly.

In mathematics, she learned a lot of things superficially because the exam points required for the college entrance examination were not very detailed. Now that advanced mathematics was related to these, she simply didn't know how to do it.

Even if it was explained once, she still wouldn't know how to do it next time.

She stared at the place Ryder pointed at for a long time but couldn't find the train of thought. She didn't even know where it was wrong. "I don't know how to do it."

"Tsk, you're quite confident." Ryder grinned. Aria glanced at him, a little afraid that he would get annoyed. No matter how patient a person was, they couldn't stand her constant struggles.

Especially someone like him. The smarter a person was, the less patience they had for things that seemed stupid to them.

Ryder met the little girl's slightly nervous eyes, and his heart almost melted. He almost couldn't resist teasing her a bit.

But he was afraid of making her cry, so he gave up.

He just hooked his lips and raised his hand to pat her head. "It doesn't matter if you don't know. Your future boyfriend is so good. How could he not teach you? Don't be afraid. I'll explain it a few more times, and you'll get it."

"Oh." Aria said softly, "Then explain it to me again. I'm sure I'll get it this time." She said this a little guiltily.

Ryder thought she was so cute that he could die.

Not to mention once, twice, three times, he would explain it a hundred times if needed. What was the purpose of chasing a little girl? Of course, it was to spoil her.

After explaining it again, Aria continued to work hard on the calculations.