Good for nothing, don't have supernatural powers

Han Dongsheng is actually a completely different boy from Tao Ming, and also very different from Shen Gu.But the three somehow "became" good friends.

Usually they look like this:

Under the shady tree and on the green grass lay three children of the same age.

"Let me tell you, Huihui came to bid farewell to me today, and said he was going to a neighboring city." This is Tao Ming.

"Let me tell you, I solved a worldwide problem today, and your father even praised me." This is Han Dongsheng.

"Zzzzz..." This is Shen Gu.

Han Dongsheng's father brought lunch for the three children, and chatted with Tao Ming about Han Zhaohui.

He said that Han Zhaohui admired Tao Ming's father since he was a child, and wrote a long letter to Tao Ming's father when he was 15 years old, waiting for the reply with excitement.

As a result, one week, two weeks, one month, two months, did not wait.

Three years later, he was told by the professor that he had the opportunity to visit Tao Ming's father's office, so he was so emotional that he couldn't sleep.

However, he didn't see Tao Ming's father that day, but saw an unopened letter in a corner of ashes.Letter from 15-year-old Han Zhaohui.

From that day on, Han Zhaohui always said through gritted teeth that he wanted to "defeat the myths in the mathematics world".

Tao Ming couldn't understand: "Why didn't Dad read his letter, and he said he wanted to beat Dad?"

Han Dongsheng said: "It's as if you came to play with me, and I was there but deliberately ignored you, of course you would be angry."

Shen Gu opened his eyes and looked at him, and said, "He won't."

Tao Ming nodded sharply: "Yes, I won't."

Han Dongsheng glanced at them, pointed at Shen Gu and said, "If he ignores you, you will definitely be angry."

"No." Tao Ming shook his head, and suddenly said "ah": "I understand, it's sad, and I will be sad in that case. Is your uncle sad? Dad ignores him, he will be sad .”

"Who's sad!" Han Zhaohui's voice rang out behind them, as if he was out of breath, or...annoyed.

Looking into the eyes of his elder brother and three children, Han Zhaohui felt a little depressed.A person walked outside the house and lit a cigarette silently.

In fact, Tao Ming's father is a very charming person, especially in the field of mathematics, he is the absolute king, he can make everyone follow his steps forward.The earnestness with which he started his research could touch everyone's heart—otherwise, Anse, who was called a goddess in the music industry back then, wouldn't have married him.

However, after getting along for a long time, you will find that you are something that is excluded from "seriousness".

This kind of discovery was undoubtedly very shocking, and Anse couldn't accept it, so she first started a cold war, then gradually despaired, and finally made up her mind to end this marriage.

It was raining that day, and it was far away and hazy, so I couldn't see it clearly.

But that was the first time he saw an expression that resembled loneliness and sadness on the man's face.

The man standing on the altar represents all the hopes of the domestic academic community, leading new and old academic researchers to move forward without stopping.Some people can fail, some people can retreat, some people can stop and rest, but he can't.

He stands tall and carries responsibilities that are not solely his own.

From then on, the idea of ​​"must beat him" suddenly became more determined.

Because that man needs someone to beat him, someone to take the load off his shoulders.

Only when someone surpasses him, he doesn't have to work so hard.

Han Zhaohui knew that he was second-rate, so he jumped up and down, made connections and went through the back door, and finally won many awards, and finally occupied a place in the academic world.

Then, finally, relying on the established contacts, I can slowly change the academic atmosphere in China.

Finally, that man can be let out of that difficult predicament.

Although all of this has not been mentioned to anyone.But at the awards ceremony, when the man looked at him from the audience, Han Zhaohui could feel the man's understanding from that peaceful gaze.He could even feel that the man gave up that speech just to give himself this opportunity. ,

So, that is a man that no one can resist.

After putting out his cigarette, Han Zhaohui put a copy of the research project information into Tao Ming's mailbox, and left quietly.

"Can I really live here for these two months?" Tao Ming hugged the bedding and looked at Shen Gu silently that night.

Shen Gu lay on the bed with his eyes closed: "Yes."

Tao Ming's eyes lit up: "Then can I feed that tortoise in your yard?"

Shen Gu didn't even lift his eyelids: "Anything you want."

Tao Ming's father and Han Zhaohui are working together on a big project, and they won't be able to go home for a month or two.For this kind of event that has caused a sensation in the academic world, in Tao Ming's understanding, it is just that "Dad has to do things and he wants to stay by himself".

But now he also has a second choice, such as living in Shen Gu's house.

After Tao Ming found out that there was a turtle in Shen Gu's yard, he was reluctant to leave.When Shen Gu was busy, he would lie on the big rock and talk to the turtle: "Have you stayed at Shen Gu's house for a long time?"

The tortoise was lying on its back like him, narrowing its eyes lazily: "Yes."

"why?"

"Because he brought my rabbit friend back."

"what?"

"A rabbit, my good friend. Is it incredible?"

"No, no. I know a cat, and it wanted to be friends with a dog before." Tao Ming turned over and asked, "What about your rabbit friend?"

"It's dead." The tortoise said, "You humans must have known for a long time that the lifespan of a rabbit is much shorter than that of a tortoise."

"Do not be sad."

"You are sad." The tortoise raised its head disdainfully: "My life span is so long, so many friends will die, even humans will die, how long will I be sad? So I won't be sad. "

"Is that so?"

"That's it." After being quiet for a long time, the tortoise said slowly again: "It's just that in autumn, occasionally it suddenly said something like 'Hey, look, the leaves are red again, don't treat it like a carrot' ... only to find that there is no rabbit around."

"Then you still miss it very much!" Tao Ming said.

"No." The tortoise retracted its head and limbs into its shell, ready to rest.

"You forgot to close your tail."

"I haven't forgotten."

"what?"

"Sometimes I always feel," the tortoise's voice was indistinct through the shell, "it will come and bite my tail—with its not-so-sharp teeth."

On the other side, Tao Ming's father stood by the window and looked at the sunset in the sky, relaxing his tired eyes due to high concentration.

"Are you worried about your son?" Han Zhaohui, who had just finished a simulation experiment, walked up behind him and asked.

"Don't worry." Tao Ming's father said: "He is a good boy, even if he is alone, he can live well. What's more, he still has friends now."

Han Zhaohui, who likes jumping up and down the most in the academic world, found himself unable to speak.

"Before I left, I cleaned up the office and saw a long letter signed by Han Zhaohui. I didn't expect that 15-year-old Han Zhaohui wanted to be a solid mathematician." Tao Ming's father reached out and patted Han Zhaohui on the shoulder. , smiled and said: "But the road you have found now can go farther than me."

The setting sun lingered outside the window, dyeing the entire sky red.

Looking at the unglamorous sunset, Han Zhaohui suddenly burst into tears.

Because of this, the reply was more than ten years late.