My Prime Minister is so cute

"Don't worry, this is just the beginning."

Sniffing the blueberry scent of the magician in his arms, Bird first showed a comfortable expression, then put on a serious look and said: "Next, I will really start to help you inspire inspiration..."

As he spoke, he held Sophia's face and kissed her.

Although she didn't understand what this had to do with inspiration, after their lips touched and she felt an electric shock, Sophia immediately closed her eyes and put her arms around his neck.

It wasn't the first time we kissed.

This time was different from before. In the name of "helping stimulate inspiration", Bird tried to go a step further and separate two rows of tissues in the human body that were mainly composed of inorganic substances such as calcium and phosphorus.

Sophia's face suddenly turned red.

She immediately understood what Bird meant, so after a brief hesitation, she also extended the part composed of longitudinal, transverse and vertical skeletal muscle fiber bundles, and carefully touched the tip of her penis with Bird's, just like two people who had not seen each other for a long time shaking hands and saying hello.

After the handshake, there was a hug.

The part is composed of bundles of skeletal muscle fibers running longitudinally, horizontally and vertically, which are tightly entangled together.

After all, it was the first time for them to understand each other's related muscle tissue. Sophia was a little green at the beginning, but soon the two of them got into the state, going back and forth, and taking turns to launch attacks.

After a moment, Bird took the initiative to separate with some reluctance.

"Almost." He licked the corner of his mouth. "The preparations are complete. We can start the research."

"Well......"

Sophia responded softly, her face flushed, but the look in her eyes when she looked at Bird was so moist that it seemed as if silk was about to be pulled out.

this state.

How can she still have the energy to do research?

But seeing that Bird really didn't seem to intend to continue, Sophia had to turn around and try to get her thoughts back to the draft paper in front of her.

This is not easy.

It's like a boy suddenly asking you to do a math problem, not to mention that the problem in front of you is the Hermann conjecture of difficulty level 3.5.

Sophia's mind was full of recollections of the feeling when they kissed, the wonderful touch of their tongues embracing, and she couldn't concentrate at all.

Ahhhhh...

I still want to kiss you!

How can it suddenly stop halfway through? ! ! !

Sophia, full of resentment, grabbed a pen and began to scribble on the draft paper, with no intention of researching magic conjectures at all.

Bird's side.

Seeing that the groundwork had been laid, Sophia seemed to start thinking. With a slight movement of her mind, she used the "One-time Inspiration Card (Low Level)".

At that moment.

Sophia's expression changed instantly.

A burning feeling surged into the brain, as if the spark of thought was forcibly ignited by an external force. Endless thoughts rolled, collided, merged, and exploded in the mind, bursting out with brilliant ideas.

"What is this?"

Sophia's tone was filled with shock, but her facial expression was eerily calm, like a machine.

This is because the brain has concentrated all its computing power. Except for the necessary life-sustaining processes such as heartbeat, breathing, and blood circulation, unimportant functions such as "expression" are forcibly terminated.

The effect is amazing.

At this moment, the world in Sophia's eyes seemed to have its own analytical program, automatically digging out the hidden information.

Bird's silver pocket watch on the table must have been a relic from a previous generation. Although it was engraved with the same surname and the dial seemed to have been refurbished, there were many fine scratches on the keyhole. A sober person would not leave such scratches, only a drunk person would lose the correct position...

There was a golden hair on the fireplace floor, a little bit of blackened edges. Avril must have been playing with fire behind the maid's back and accidentally got too close to it and got burned...

This feeling, this feeling.

Sophia has a sense of unrealistic illusion, but her thinking is so clear and her eyes are so sharp.

It was as if being watched by gods, and the spirit was sublimated.

With a slight movement in her mind, the task of simplifying the magic circle of the magic motor that had troubled her for a long time seemed to become extremely clear all of a sudden. It seemed that it would only take half an hour to further compress it, which was simply easy.

Just when Sophia was really going to do it.

"Focus, Sophiena."

Bird's voice reminded him at the right time: "Don't let your mind wander. Focus on the Hermann conjecture."

With his reminder, Sophia's thoughts were immediately brought back to her senses.

It seems that the disadvantage of this state is that the attention is too focused, which causes the mind to diverge and it is easy to get lost in some inexplicable things - for example, she almost went to simplify the magic circle just now.

After realizing this, Sophia quickly focused her attention on the Hermann conjecture.

As a conjecture that has been studied on and off for several years.

She also tried many methods and spent countless efforts in secret.

Although the final result was failure, and this incident brought further blow to her already depressed body, she also accumulated a lot of experience and lessons.

It can be said that Sophia's knowledge reserve on the Hermann conjecture is sufficient, but like most magicians trapped in it, what she lacks is an inspiration for a breakthrough, an inspiration that can help her find the right direction in the maze and reach the end.

At this moment, in the wonderful state of "inspiration", all this is not a problem

"So, that's what it is."

"My original direction was correct, but I overlooked one thing..."

I was just looking at a blank piece of draft paper.

But Sophia's eyes became brighter and brighter, and her thoughts became clearer and clearer.

As she muttered to herself, she raised her hand and wrote the first line on the draft paper, announcing the start of a war.

[Let N = p1 × p2 × … × pn]

Followed by.

Equations appeared on the paper at a dizzying speed.

During this process, Sophia completely ignored everything around her, including Bird behind her, as if the world was only the white paper and formula in front of her.

Chapter 172 Sage Mode

The hands of the pocket watch on the desk spun rapidly, and time seemed to pass by at an accelerated rate.

Sophia is in an extremely fluent state of problem-solving.

At this moment, Bird was secretly regretting his decision.

When I first hugged Sophia, I just thought it was the most convenient way to kiss her, but I didn't expect that I had dug a big hole for myself.

Proving a mathematical conjecture can take several hours.

Sophia was so immersed in solving the problem that she didn't feel the passage of time. However, Bird was in a state of doing nothing, which was extremely tormenting. However, he dared not move for fear of interrupting her inspiration.

Just like the examinee and the invigilator.

The candidates were sweating profusely while solving the questions, and they felt that two hours was not enough; while the invigilator started sitting in his seat and rolling his eyes in boredom within 30 minutes.

It would be fine if he really was the invigilator. At least he could stand up and move around, and he could also sneak a peek at the candidates' test papers to see how many questions they got wrong, and laugh in his heart.

Bird, the invigilator, now held the examinee in his arms. Not only did he not dare to move, he couldn't even understand what the examinee was writing.

My legs are numb...

After an unknown amount of time, Bird's boredom turned into pain.

No matter how light the magician lady is, she is still a living person weighing dozens of kilograms.

He suddenly understood the secretary's pain when she was resting her head on his knees. No wonder she was so angry when she found out that she had been taken advantage of for free.

At this moment...

crunch--

Sarah appeared at the door with a sound of pushing it open, and yelled dissatisfiedly, "Where are you? Why don't you come to dinner? I've been waiting for you two."

Sarah used to be quite polite and would knock on the door wherever she went. Now she's probably just learning bad habits from two people who don't like knocking.

Her voice wasn't loud, but in this quiet study, it was like a thunderclap.

Bird was startled and hurried to check on Sophia.

Fortunately, the magician lady was the kind of person who would not be easily disturbed, and was not easily interrupted by Sarah's words.

"Shh-"

After confirming that Sophia was fine, Bernard quickly raised his finger and made a quiet gesture to Sarah.

Sarah was stunned for a moment, and seeing Sophia writing furiously, she seemed to realize something, so she did not disturb her anymore, but turned around and left quietly, carefully closing the study door.

Bird breathed a sigh of relief.

But Sophia in his arms suddenly moved and put down the pen.

"Did it disturb you?" he asked immediately.

"No."

Sophia shook her head slightly: "It's solved."

"Finished?"

Bird was stunned for a moment.

"I've solved it." Sophia nodded. "I just need to spend some time refining it and writing it up as a paper... Ugh, I feel so tired."

Bird then noticed that the magician's eyelids were drooping, her face was tired, and she looked listless, as if she had entered sage mode, and everything in the world had become boring.

This must be the side effect of the inspiration card. I need to take a good rest for a while.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Bird stroked her smooth blue hair and said, "Go eat something and replenish your energy."

"no need."

Sophia snuggled into Bird's arms and slowly closed her eyes: "I just want to sleep for a while now...Zzz."

As soon as she finished speaking, she fell into a deep sleep.

.......

a few days later.

Orr City.

Orr College.

Professor Baird was holding a small watering can and concentrating on watering the potted plants by the window.

"Hi--"

Suddenly, a greeting came from behind, and at the same time, someone patted his shoulder hard. Baird was so scared that he lost his grip on the watering can and dropped it heavily to the ground. The water in the can spilled all over the floor, even wetting his shoes.

"Who?"

Baird turned his head angrily, intending to see who was so rude.

As expected, an old red-haired woman stood behind him, smiling and waving to greet her.

"It's really you."

Baird said angrily, "Tracy, are you trying to scare me to death?"

"Don't be so angry, Junior Brother." Tracy waved the package in her hand. "I came here specifically to deliver something to you—and the sender of the package is none other than your favorite student."

I heard it was a package from Sophia.

Baird didn't bother to get angry (although being angry was useless), he snatched the big package from Tracy's hand, sat down at his desk and started to open it.

The package is not too big.

First, there was a small red gift box, which contained more than a dozen packets of tea and a small postcard.

On the postcard, Sophia wrote that she had made a lot of money recently, and knowing that he loved drinking tea, she sent him some tea.

"Longjing tea?" Baird's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but smile. "This is oriental tea, it must be very expensive. It seems that you made some money and came to honor me..."