Writing and cutting

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Xu Shi, how long do you have?

Xu Shi, look at your grades.

Xu Shi, you are still far behind...

"...Ashi!"

A cold drink.

Xu Shi blinked, came back to his senses, and said "um" slowly, "What's wrong?"

"I called you several times and didn't answer." The voice slowed down and said considerately: "Are you sleepy?"

"No." Xu Shi turned around and just saw the questions spread out on the table, "I'm thinking about how to do the next question."

"Is it still math?"

"Hmm. It's so hard, I've been thinking about it for a long time and I won't do it."

"Otherwise, you can send me the title, and I can help you look at it?"

"It's too troublesome, I'd better think about it..."

"Why are you being polite to me?" There was a chuckle that seemed to come from the earphones, "Send it, I can still do high school math."

Xu Shi took a photo of the topic and sent it, and a few seconds later, he heard the rustling sound of strokes on the straw paper.

A few minutes later Zhou Tingyun cleared his throat, "Ah Shi, this question is like this..."

In fact, it was a moderately difficult question. After listening to it, Xu Shi tried to do it by himself, but his train of thought was still a bit congested. He had to rely on Zhou Tingyun's guidance several times before writing it out.

After filming the process, I showed it to Zhou Tingyun, who smiled and praised her: "Well, it's perfect."

Then let Xu Shi do it several times by herself, and she didn't let go until she had mastered it thoroughly.Xu Shi looked at the draft on the table and rubbed his eyebrows, "If you are a teacher, you must be very strict."

Just like the math teacher in my elementary school, I would copy a question a hundred times if I made a mistake, and call it as soon as I entered the classroom the next morning.

"It's just like that when I give you a lecture." The voice changed, "Ashi, do you still want to study?"

"Study." Xu Shi flipped through the paper, "There are still seven or eight questions, and then I have to recite the words."

"It's already one o'clock in the morning."

"Well, go to bed first, good night."

"It's time for you to sleep too."

"I haven't finished my plan yet." Xu Shi frowned and calculated on the draft paper, "I'm not sleepy."

"Ah Shih!" The tone was aggravated.

Xu Shi stopped writing and touched the earphone, "What's wrong?"

"You're squeezing yourself too hard."

Xu Shi glanced at the messy manuscript paper she had drawn, and the numbers on it didn't match the answers at all.She sighed, "I can't sleep."

"Put down the pen and lie down on the bed."

Xu Shi hesitated for a moment, knowing that there was waiting for him to make a move, and not wanting to take away Zhou Tingyun's kindness, Xu Shi simply cleaned up the table, got up and threw himself into the bed, thinking that reciting words on the bed could barely do Bear.

The night in April was still cold, and her bed was covered with a thick blanket, which made her lie soft, comfortable and warm.

"Lie down?"

"Lie down."

"Your tone." Zhou Tingyun said helplessly, "You are not allowed to study, are you blaming me?"

"No." Xu Shi frowned and wanted to explain, but her heart was full of irritability. She gritted her teeth and didn't speak again, fearing that what she would say would be something she couldn't control at all.

Zhou Tingyun sighed softly, "Replenish your energy so that you can listen to the class well during the day." After she finished speaking, she paused for a while, as if she suddenly remembered something before continuing: "Let me read poetry to you, didn't you say you like it?" Am I reading something, what do you want to hear? Éluard? Byron?"

Xu Shi buried half of his face in the pillow, and when he heard that the other party was about to read a poem, his heartbeat only suddenly accelerated for a few seconds, and then returned to normal.

"all good."

"Then read Yeats to you, I happen to have a collection of poems at hand."

What I read is Yeats's famous "When You Are Old".

When Xu Shi read this poem for the first time, Li Jian hadn't sung it on the stage of "I Am a Singer". I didn't memorize everything, so I spent two self-study classes and memorized the original English text directly like memorizing a text.

The accent is Tom Hiddleston's British rp accent. The first time I recited it for my mother, but my mother couldn't understand English, so I waited quietly for her to finish memorizing it and asked what it meant.

Xu Shi stammered and memorized the Chinese translation again, and his mother listened carefully, and suddenly asked, "You are at your age, have you read love poems, do you understand love?"

Xu Shi blushed and shook his head, and said, "I recited the poems because they were well written."

The little kid in junior high school is still ashamed to talk about love, besides, at that age, he really doesn't understand love.

It was later learned that this was Yeats' unswerving commitment to Maud Gon.

Zhou Tingyun reads the Chinese translation. If he reads English, he can let himself be free to just listen to the pronunciation and timbre without translating. However, when he reads Chinese, the direct impression of every word and every sentence comes to his face.

When she reads, she also slows down her speech to ensure that every word is clear. She has a bit of a broadcast accent, but after all, she has the professionalism of dubbing, and every sentence is read with affection by her, just like the lingering love of a lover. whisper.

After reading one, Zhou Tingyun asked softly with a smile: "Now? Are you sleepy?"

Xu Shi rubbed his face against the pillow, and said softly, "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."

"Then go to sleep." Zhou Tingyun's smile deepened, "Good night."

"Good night." Xu Shi waited for the other party to hang up the connection, and then saw Zhou Tingyun's profile picture dimmed on QQ.

"Sweet dream." She murmured, sat up and took the quilt away, pushed the glasses up and rubbed the center of her brows, she stood still in front of the desk, the desk lamp was on, and a warm orange light was cast on the desk.

On the bookshelf connected to the desk were all her homework guide books. She took down the set of math papers she had done before, pulled off the pen cap, and sat down on the chair.

The room is quiet, only the rustle of writing on paper.

The second mock exam started in mid-April, and the result was not very good. After seeing the result, the whole class was crying and howling.

"My lord! Xiaosheng is wronged!"

"Who changed the paper! Referee! I want to appeal!"

"It's miserable, with this grade, I'm afraid they don't even want me to stay in college at home."

"Student, why don't you squat in the university room at home to find out?" We specially hired experts and professors from Harbin Buddhist College. "

Xu Shi, who was silent at the same table, was a little cautious: "You won't be infected by that group of neuropathy, right?"

Xu Shi ignored her, looked at the grades calculated on the manuscript paper, pursed his lips, and smiled at his deskmate after a while: "I don't want to read anymore."

Deskmate:"????!!!!"

"No, what, what's the situation?!"

Xu Shi stopped talking again, closed his eyes and slammed his head on the table a few times, "You just think I'm really talking nonsense."

After returning home at night, she stripped herself naked and soaked in the bathtub for more than an hour. Mother Xu felt that something was wrong. She knocked on the door and found it locked, and called her name loudly.

"Yeah." Xu adapted, "Come out, I fell asleep."

Everyone knows that the result of the second model is out today.As soon as he returned to the bedroom and lay directly on the bed, Xu Shi coughed twice, feeling a little cold, so he curled himself up into a ball.

The phone screen lit up, Zhou Tingyun: Ah Shi?

Xu Shi took a look, her bad mood made her ignore anyone, but she didn't know which voice told her that it was Zhou Tingyun.

Zhou Tingyun is always special.

Xu Shi:?

A second later, a QQ call came, Xu Shi hesitated, swiped his thumb on the screen, and refused to answer.

She dare not speak, afraid of hurting someone if she speaks, when she is in a bad mood, her emotions are completely out of her control.