I am weak and friendly

Chapter 438 Hirako's corpse is warm, but he needs to wear women's clothing.
Late at night.

The night wind was cold.

The road from the mathematics department office building to the dormitory.

Dark and long.

Tang Yiping and his dog walked alone and desperately along the paths of the increasingly quiet campus.

He had already seen his future, as bleak and endless as this dark and long road.

He thought he was going to die.

On the second day of school, I had already lost 2 points for participation.

Moreover, when Abbess Donald Duck sees his submitted homework, he'll probably be furious, and then...

It might deduct points from your other participation grades.

Of course, Tang Yiping believed that with the stubbornness of the notorious "Extinction Master Donald Duck" that would be recorded in the history of Chuanling University, he would not deduct his actual exam score.

If I can get 60 points, I can still pass.

But, if I remove the 20-point participation score, can I still pass the math score?

dream!

With my IQ, I already hit my limit on the first day of school.

After all, it took me so long to learn the knowledge from the first lesson.

Human race's Heavenly Rank cultivation techniques have terrifyingly high requirements for talent!
In a daze, Tang Yiping could already see his glaringly low score of 59 on his answer sheet, as well as the future of failing all the make-up exams and retaking courses, delaying graduation, having to defend his thesis a second time, and finally begging and pleading to get his degree...

No, no, no, what are you thinking! 59 points? That's giving yourself too much credit. 5.9 points is more like it.

Well, the scariest thing is that you never know whether death or graduation will come first.

Now, the chances of graduating successfully before failing have decreased again.

This is a truly hellish joke!

"Damn it! This lousy school is better off not attending!" Tang Yiping was furious with his own imagination and was beyond furious.

I'd rather be an intern who stays up all night every day!

I might as well go back to my internship!
I don't want this damn bachelor's degree!
Why don't we pack our bags and head back to Hailing tonight?

Be a happy, hardworking intern!
Anyway, I won't live to be 25!
I never imagined that being an intern at such a terrible company would be just normal difficulty, but going to school would be hellish!

Well, maybe if I go back now, I'll still see my colleague who's working overtime.

If only Brother Ze were working overtime too, I'd say I'm starting to miss Brother Ze's knees.

Ze would ask himself, "Pingzi, why are you back?"

Am I to say that I couldn't handle the difficulty of the studies on the second day of school, so I ran away?
I'll probably be looked down upon by Brother Ze!
After all, Ze is so strong!
Imagining Ze Ge pushing him off his knees, saying, "In our sect, there are no foolish disciples who can't even learn mathematics," and then turning away without a second thought, Tang Yiping felt that his life had once again plunged into darkness.

If the sect's headmistress dislikes you...

Waaaaaah, no!
Don't go! Ze Ge's knees are hurt!

So, is there any other way?

Tang Yiping was deep in thought when he saw a figure moving in the darkness not far away.

Someone was secretly following him.

Hmm, it's most likely Cheng Jun and his team from the special operations team...

Otherwise, no one would be following me.

If I remember correctly, Cheng Jun said that they would do anything for me...

Why don't we let them take down Donald Duck tonight?
If you can't solve the problem, solve the person who raised the problem!

That's a great idea!

Hahahaha!
Donald Duck, prepare to die!

Tang Yiping's inner self erupted with a villainous laugh.

Just as Tang Yiping was beginning to turn to the dark side, his phone vibrated.

In the 2024 experimental class group of the School of Computer Science at Sichuan University, someone tagged him.

"@Hirako, how's it going? Did you hand in your homework?"

It was 9:30 p.m., and the Computer Science Department was still awake. Everyone was concerned about Tang Yiping's fate.

There is true kindness in the world, and the care from his classmates made Tang Yiping feel a little warmth.

"I think I'm probably going to die."

"Didn't submit it?"

"I submitted it, but what I actually submitted was this... There was too much time at the time, and I didn't have time to write it carefully."

Scribbled draft paper.jpg
"..."

There was a few minutes of silence in the group chat, probably because everyone was zooming in on the image to see what it was.

Then:……

"What is this?!"

"I don't understand it, I don't understand it at all."

"@DarkestStarMathPrinceCome out, can you understand this?"

"I don't understand at all."

"Damn it, even the Olympiad champion couldn't understand this scribbles, and you've handed it over to Donald Duck... no, Mr. Donald?"

"Hirako, you're dead!"

"Actually, Hirako has been dead for a long time, but he hasn't been buried yet."

"Pingzi's experience reminded me of my miserable second semester of freshman year. There are actually people who are even more unlucky than me. Now I can gloat!"

"Hahahaha!" the villain laughed.

"A moment of silence, but allow me to chuckle maliciously."

"Want to get high? Let's drown our sorrows in alcohol!"

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The heartfelt care from everyone made Tang Yiping feel as warm as a winter snowstorm.

"Don't worry, Pingzi. I heard that the failure rate for Mathematical Analysis III is 40%! You won't be the only unlucky one! There will be 12 unlucky people in this group who will have to retake the exam or repeat the course with you."

Such effective comfort even warmed Tang Yiping's body.

Thank you so much, comforting hero!
In the group chat, everyone began to thank the classmate who pointed out the cruel truth.

So the group was quiet for a moment.

It's highly likely that he went to physically thank someone.

The Darkest Star: "Okay, everyone, let's stop saying such cruel and scary things. @Pingzi, we can study together when you have time. Although I'm not very good at studying either, we can study together and try our best to pass! Teacher Tang is still very fair."

Yes, I'd rather she be unfair!

After all, these hands of mine are ruthless when it comes to dealing with bad guys!
Tang Yiping is about to turn to the dark side again.

Just then, his phone buzzed again.

Old Zhang: "Boss, the competition is about to decide the winner tomorrow! Have you chosen your women's clothing yet?"

Tang Yiping: "???"

What does it mean when it rains it pours?

What do you mean by saying the competition will be decided tomorrow?
My women's clothing...

I actually have to dress up as a woman?
……

On the first floor of the mathematics department's teaching building, Professor Tang Jingya of the mathematics department held the paper in both hands.

She has been standing here for a long time.

In the ten minutes or so after seeing this piece of paper and the formula that seemed to have been casually scribbled on it, her brain seemed to have experienced the strongest storm of her life, so she was still a little dizzy.

In her youth, she excelled in her studies and entered the halls of mathematics as a girl. However, she stumbled and fell on an unknown step, never to make any further progress. She could only idly wander on her own step, studying trivial details, while the halls of genius remained forever out of her reach.

Mathematics is fair, both for Tang Yiping and for her.

Mathematics, if you don’t know, you don’t know.

(End of this chapter)