Lin Xiaoman's draft book hides a secret: every page uses function images to outline Zhou Mingyang's profile.
The whole school thought that they were in an evenly matched battle for the god of study.
Until Zhou Mingyang stopped her at the observatory: "Why is the focus of the ellipse on page 47 the position of my pupil?"
Snow suddenly fell outside the glass curtain, and his fingertips brushed against her frozen red ears:
"Let's demonstrate, can two broken graphics be combined into a continuous function?"
Intention: Love yourself well