The exclusive sorrow of science students

"Old Song, I had a nightmare last night. I dreamed that I participated in the flute competition. I was late for a long time. The sound of the flute sounded like farting. I accidentally ate the microphone..." Yu Sheng lay on the table Up, rubbing against Song Yanyi's arm.

My old Song was a little dumbfounded.He knew that the flute had always been Yu Sheng's psychological shadow.Many people in the class have extra points, and Yusheng's mother tortured Yusheng a lot in order to get five points for Yusheng's entrance examination.Nightmares are rare, but several times they are related to the flute.Once, Yusheng dreamed that he was hit on the head by a flute and died of excessive blood loss. He was so frightened that he sat up and let Lao Song hug him.

It turned out that it just hit the guardrail next to the bed, and Lao Song was thinking about sticking a sponge around the guardrail.

"Hey, it's time for class, it's okay. Besides, how can it be so tricky, and 'the sound of the flute sounds like fart'? You are kidding me." My old Song patted him.Yu Sheng looked around, and sure enough, everyone silently shrank their heads into their books.Yusheng was inexplicably happy.

The history teacher is here.This teacher looks good, Yu Sheng tilted his head thinking. "The page has been turned, page 52." Lao Song poked him, "Why are you reading the tenth page?" Yu Sheng would never tell him that he would put the books on one side in the liberal arts class, and then he would read everything. do not care.

No, logically speaking, if you turn the wrong page, the teacher should see it clearly, why didn't the teacher remind you?Lao Song asked him to look at the classmates in the back row, and sure enough, there were all of them on any page. "This teacher only stands on the podium in class, and never walks to the back of the classroom." Lao Song's conclusion is really sharp.

Yu Sheng didn't know where he came across a sentence: You can't be courteous to ordinary people, and you can't punish doctors.However, Lao Song told him that this sentence had nothing to do with "the teacher does not leave the podium", and said that he would teach him after class.

The next day, Lao Song also had a "nightmare" and said that he could not speak it out and had to write it down.The note was passed to my deskmate, and there was only this sentence on it: I dreamed that I made you pregnant.Yu Sheng exploded on the spot, using the "roar of the evil dragon": "Why am I the mother who is pregnant?! I got you too!!!" Shocked everyone.

These two "white sweaters" should be thankful that the science boys and four rotten girls in the same class are still very friendly, otherwise Yusheng's voice would definitely make the whole class boil.The two at the back table also matched their strengths: "Hey, Brother Yu, don't be a monk, come back from the counterattack!"

Song Yanyi also saw some "offensive and shou" on the Internet, but it was difficult for him to identify the number, maybe it was mutual attack and mutual acceptance, that's it.In fact, like the rotten girl in the class, it is very unreasonable to think that someone who is old, tall, and able to take care of others is Gong. Yusheng also has an aggressive side, such as when he was cleaning the windows that day.Of course, Lao Song didn't know what kind of ideological storm happened in Xiaoyu's family at that time.

In terms of aggressiveness, Song Yanyi probably doesn't have it, but Yu Sheng's stubbornness can be regarded as it, especially his "never neutral" point of view.In the debate team in the second class, I chose to be the opponent without hesitation. After listening to the defense of the affirmative, I did not hesitate to "turn over": "I agree with your point of view!"

After this point was abstracted by Song Yanyi, it was: "People should have extreme ideas, and such extreme ideas will also change, or even collapse."This is not unreasonable, but for most people like Song Yanyi, permanent neutrality is their absolute principle.They never cause trouble. Instead of being criticized by others, it is better to "brainstorm" in their own field and come to a conclusion that they can accept.Most of people's opinions come from personal experience. For example, some girls are determined not to take a taxi at night, and some people are very resistant to sitting in the co-pilot position.There is no need to share such things as opinions. Who can say that they can really put themselves in their shoes?In the final analysis, even if it is "put yourself in the shoes of a person", doesn't it still have the word "set", and "assumption" means that it is not true.

However, there are always people talking. "I think..." and "I think..." These seemingly humble sentences are full of selfishness, which reminds Song Yanyi of He Qifang's "Solo".But now there is not only a shortage of listeners, but even a shortage of people who can pretend to be listeners.

Fortunately, there is someone beside me who is willing to listen to my nightmare, hey!

"Damn it! Why does the monitor have to collect homework three days in advance?" Yu Sheng frantically copied Lao Song's exercise set in the dormitory, and it was almost 12 o'clock.

"This time, the Education Bureau should come to check, not to collect homework." Lao Song was helping Yusheng write another book, and of course he was copying his own.

"Damn it... Well, I think it would be better for him to accept it a day earlier, at least he has enough time to make up his homework. Can he guarantee the quality?" Yu Sheng suppressed the curse words, or Don't make my old Song angry. Although "Xueba is hypocritical, doesn't swear, and doesn't have any momentum", Yu Sheng thinks it's okay. With Song Yanyi's character, she can be full of momentum without using swearing.

Song Yanyi wanted to explain to him that a few days in advance made sense, otherwise the two of them would definitely be doing what they are doing now on the last night, and if they put it away in advance, they can have a look at it first, and if there is anything that needs to be repaired, there is room for it.

So our earnest Lao Song decided to quote an example like Mencius: "Yusheng, how do you feel when you go to a small supermarket? There are three cash registers in the supermarket. People often complain why there are so many people but only one cash register. There are usually not so many people at the cashier counter that there is a long queue.”

"Uh...Old Song, is it because my IQ has dropped recently? Why do I feel that what you said has nothing to do with collecting homework early..." Yu Sheng turned to look at Lao Song.

"...It seems so." Song Yanyi rested her chin.

"Pfft hahaha! Song, you are so interesting, I have to think about it for a while! But I think the cash register is very interesting, I want to record it in the composition material book, dialectical materialism philosophy..."

Song Yanyi felt that it seemed to have little to do with "dialectical materialism philosophy" or something... The question is, has this guy really taken a political class?

"...Remember, remember."

"Old Song, tell me that again!"

About this class, there are all kinds of weird people and weird things, Song Yanyi didn't want to come here one by one.Sometimes he feels that the world is very tiring, even if he doesn't personally participate in anything, just listening to other people's gossip about those stupid things is enough to bother him.It's like borrowing a pen from someone, and if he deliberately borrows you a pen that doesn't work, and you return it, he will rely on you to break it.The writing is not smooth, and the human relationship is even more unpleasant.

For this class, Song Yanyi seldom thinks of the sense of collective honor. He only reported for the 3000-meter long-distance race that he is good at in the sports meeting. Yu Sheng still hangs out with the three buddies in the men's relay, taking pictures and so on. "Every sports meeting, Lao Song is so hot to spoil the fun, memorizing a woolen question..." Yu Sheng chewed on a buddy's crispy horn, and poured all the leftovers into his mouth.

Yu Sheng's standing long jump is not bad, he can jump 20 meters with all his strength, but he made a mistake in practicing with Lao Song. He can jump [-] meters casually. This [-] centimeters is not so easy to surpass. "It's not Lao Song, why don't you report for the standing long jump in the sports meeting?"

"...sand in the shoe."

I go!Just because of this?Our little cutie Yusheng was hit hard, but when many people privately said that Xueba has no sense of collective honor and no spirit of dedication, Yusheng still stood up angrily and roared: "Who said that? The courseware was organized by Lao Song and sent to the class group! You still say that he cut corners? Lao Song copied six notebooks by himself, and stayed up late to copy homework for me..."

"Okay, brother Yu, don't say that in the future!" The back table was very kind, and the matter calmed down, but some people whispered: "Isn't he doing those things for you? Didn't he organize the courseware because you asked for it? That's what you really do for the class..."

Yu Sheng didn't refute, and couldn't refute.What he said was so true, how could he, Chen Yusheng, He De, be able to let the top students in his grade who didn't care about the honor of the class take care of him like this?Yu Sheng sighed, he had no choice but to give up.

Yu Sheng didn't like this political teacher.He is obviously a teacher of liberal arts, but he wants the students in the science class to listen to the lectures, which is a bit too airy.Just as he was thinking, Yusheng was asked: "Chen Yusheng, what did I say in the last sentence?"

"What." Yu Sheng was unexpectedly cold.

"I asked what I said in the last sentence!"

"Didn't your last sentence mean 'what'?" Yu Sheng spread his hands.Song Yanyi frowned and tugged at him, but it didn't help.

"Go out and stand!"

Yu Sheng stood in the corridor, the wind was very cool.Without the herbal smell on Song Yanyi's body, Yu Sheng suddenly became sober. "Last sentence"...he whispered.A lot of questions appeared in front of me: the earliest chronicle history book, the most detailed travel notes, the hardest metal... What is "the most"?Throughout the ages, haven't we all been pursuing this ultimate!However, no one asked: When are you the saddest.

recess. "Standing God" Chen Yusheng returned impassionedly.

"Does your leg hurt?" As soon as Song Yanyi finished speaking, Yu Sheng flew over: "Old Song, you are so good at teasing! Hey, did you hear what Lao Song said just now? Emma, ​​I have a girlish heart..." Yu Sheng He hugged him tightly and rubbed his face with his hair.

"Okay, don't make trouble."

"Wow, don't be so showy, you two, take it easy..." The class members said that they were blinded by the flash.

"Old Song, can you just memorize all the ancient Chinese texts?" Yu Sheng flipped through the Chinese textbook impatiently, while Song Yanyi was marking the test points for him with a highlighter.

"Well, you have to understand the back."

"I'll go, there are so many chapters, it's not bad if you can memorize them by rote, and you can memorize them so frankly, who wants to understand this stuff?"

"It's faster to memorize it if you understand it."

"Always understand this and that. We are modern humans, not apes. It's okay for apes to understand what the ancients of the future think. We can't carry all the experience of the ancients on us!"

"You are an ape-man." Lao Song did not refute the last sentence, and Yu Sheng knew that he agreed.

Song Yanyi has also had a lot of troubles recently. There are many difficult students in the class. One of them borrowed his notes and refused to return them. After two or three weeks of delay, it was near the end of the term that he was told that he had lost them.The other party said that they could lose money, but Song Yanyi didn't want it.This is really disgusting, Yu Sheng wanted to beat up that person, but was lectured by Lao Song again.

A series of events were triggered by this: the teacher wanted to copy Song Yanyi's notes for her nephew, Song Yanyi told the teacher truthfully, and the teacher went to find that classmate and got several copies!However, that classmate never contacted Song Yanyi, and he didn't even intend to return a copy to him. The teacher said he had no right to interfere...

A series of emergencies made Yusheng want to beat someone, but he couldn't help it. If he beat that person, that person would frame up that Lao Song ordered him to beat him.

A new round of non-handing in homework turmoil started in the class.After the last homework check by the Education Bureau, no one was willing to stay up late to make up homework. Anyway, it was a random check of [-] copies. Although the more the better, whoever wrote it well will hand it in!Seeing this, the squad leader pushed Lao Song to collect the homework: "I showed you the first time, you should know how to collect it, you can't always study, you should do the work. "

The class leader didn't mean to hand in the homework at all. Is it really "whoever writes well will hand it in"?Song Yanyi had no choice but to change the collection of homework three days in advance to the last day, and adopted Yu Sheng's method to give them time.But seeing that the last day came, the only people who handed over were Yu Sheng, his buddies and Song Yanyi herself.

Song Yanyi wanted to collect them by random roll call, but the classmates resisted seriously, saying that he had no right or anything.

Lao Song accepted his fate.

The amount of homework was not enough, he was scolded by the dean on behalf of the second class, but fortunately the monitor came over with some homework, he made the teacher think that Song Yanyi was just an errand runner, and the monitor was responsible for collecting the homework. "Squad leader has worked hard, let the study committee and class representatives accept it next time." Song Yanyi felt that she was not a human being inside and out.There are still 10 minutes before school ends, and Yu Sheng should be studying by himself at this time.However, Song Yanyi had no plans to return to class, so he left the teaching building directly.

It's raining a little outside.

He felt like a sphere, in the rain.No matter how hard you try to turn, there will always be a part of it drenched in the rain; at the same time, he is also a small piece attached to the big ellipsoid of the earth, standing abruptly and drenched in the rain.He looked at the surrounding trees, buildings, utility poles... and suddenly thought that the word "attachment" was not used properly, and he was not really attached.Those trees and houses, their roots are rooted in the soil, and they will never leave. They belong to the attachment of this earth, but he is not.His feet can be lifted easily, and when he falls, they will still not be attached...

He's the abrupt part.He is, and so are others.

He seems to want to become a tree, a house, so that he can live with peace of mind.Not out of a sense of responsibility, doing work that you have never been good at; not out of compassion, taking a bunch of junk things on yourself and screwing them all up.

The rain stopped at night, and the two went to the bath to take a shower, relatively silent.

Regarding this class, Song Yanyi no longer wanted it to appear in her diary, he was a little tired.Looking at the blue ceiling of the bath, there are drops of water.He remembered that Yusheng crystallized copper sulfate in the chemical laboratory last week, a beautiful blue color.

What else in this world can only be seen through the "blue cobalt glass"?

In the bath, the feeling of being numb by the water flow is quite good.