Five years simulation three years first

Since the unpleasant conversation that day, Feng Zhou never spoke to Yu Shaochun again.

Their relationship was cut off more cleanly than between coming and going.

Yu Shaochun was angry and wronged in his heart, the temper of the young master who had been dormant for a long time finally returned.

Isn't that just friends?One more you, not more, one less, I have no one else without you?

Every morning when he arrives at school, he first utters this cruel sentence to Feng Zhou's empty seat, and then opens an English exercise book and falls asleep on his pillow, trying to use the principle of osmotic pressure to let knowledge flow into his head.

When Feng Zhou arrived, he saw him lying faceless on the table, with the open window on the left, and the rainy April with steamy wind poured into the classroom, and it might blow him into facial paralysis.

He stood behind Yu Shaochun expressionlessly for a long time, so long that Tang Qian looked at him and thought that Feng Xueba had malicious intentions in his heart and wanted to kill someone, so he almost called the police.

In the end, he just reached out to close the window, and then asked Tang Qian to put a coat on Yu Shaochun.

Of course it cannot be said that he let it.

Tang Qian had just put on his coat when he was poked again.

Three boxes of strawberry-flavored Yili QQ Xing were handed to him.

Feng Zhou said coldly, "One box for you, two boxes for him."

Tang Qian swallowed, and proceeded tremblingly, feeling that what he was holding was not the Yili QQ star, but three piles of C.4 bombs.

Yu Shaochun was woken up when the class bell rang, dazedly scratched his shoulder, and found a school uniform: "Whose is this?"

"Mine," Tang Qian glanced at Feng Zhou quietly, fearing that he would slip up, he quickly repeated, "My mine my mine."

"What's yours is yours. Why is it the same as the repeater?" Yu Shaochun was puzzled.

Tang Qian sighed, and pushed the two boxes of Yili QQ Xing towards him.

"Whose is this?"

"Mine," Tang Qian gave up completely, "It's all mine. My love for you is like the rain outside. Did it catch you off guard?"

Feng Zhou closed the book in his hand, not surprisingly, he noticed a cautious gaze.

He knew whose it was, but didn't intend to respond.

This is good, Feng Zhou thought.

Tang Qian looked at the two gods without saying a word, but as if fighting with brain waves, he took out his mobile phone under the cover of the table.

Since the cold war between Feng Zhou and Yu Shaochun, the group "Taoyuan Qijieyi" has been cold for a few days. They couldn't stay idle, and quietly formed a small group called "Taoyuan Qijieyi Branch Garden".

[Storm Center]: Everyone, there is a big problem

[Storm Center]: Feng Xueba asked me to give QQ stars to Mr. Yu's clothes, but he didn't let me say that he gave it, but Mr. Yu seems to know

[Storm Center]: Will I be beheaded as a spy?

[Mathematics is so difficult]: I don’t know if it should be regarded as a detailed work, but if you play with your mobile phone again, you will definitely be caught by the Chinese teacher

[Celebrate with the whole world]: My lord wakes up and stays away from the enemy generals, we weep with joy!

[Storm Center]: You don't think it's a big deal if you don't watch the excitement. If you have the ability, change places with me and cry with joy in front of Feng Xueba

【Celebrate with the whole world】: After class, listen to the class and play on your mobile phone

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The monthly exam ended at the end of April, and Tan Yuanzhao was called into the teaching office by the teaching director as soon as he finished grading the papers.

Liang Chengdong looked at him with a pleasant face: "That student named Feng Zhou in your class has made great progress recently."

Tan Yuanzhao didn't understand what he meant and was a little confused.

Liang Chengdong handed him a report card: "I wrote the chemistry paper for this exam, and the questions are worth pondering, but Feng Zhou from your class actually scored 93 points, and he is the number one in chemistry in the second year of high school."

"I usually pay attention to his performance. I don't know what happened recently that made him make a qualitative leap and refresh his previous performance."

Tan Yuanzhao quickly said: "He learned it by himself, it's none of my business."

Liang Chengdong glanced at him: "Xiao Tan, I didn't say that you taught her good grades."

He pushed the report card forward: "This student in Physics and Biology has a full score of 98 in each subject. He is really a very good student. We have to hold a study exchange conference after this monthly exam, and let him come and talk with other students. Students share their learning experiences.”

"This..." Tan Yuanzhao considered, "He may not be willing to speak in crowded places, so maybe..."

Liang Chengdong was a little surprised: "Why?"

Tan Yuanzhao focused on talking nonsense: "Feng Zhou is a classmate who is shy and introverted. This learning experience sharing meeting can be done in a different way, right, director?"

"Shy and introverted" himself is reading this history of physics as a novel.

Feng Zhou has been studying without distraction during this time.The interpersonal relationship has returned to the state where there was only Chen Si as a friend before. No one suddenly turned around to ask him English questions during class, no one insisted on having dinner with him after class, and no one called him to log on to Timi on weekends.

So all the time can be used to study hard, making him more thoughtful during this time, especially when answering questions.

Although it is said that he is only returning to his previous life now, he still feels that something has been lost.

He turned a page of the book, and his eyes unconsciously locked on the back of a person.

Yu Shaochun's school uniform jacket was casually draped over his shoulders, revealing a section of the bright yellow shirt underneath.He was sitting at the table chatting with others, and he said something that made everyone laugh. A girl next to him seemed to know him very well, and she reached out and hit Yu Shaochun on the shoulder.

The lively atmosphere was in stark contrast to the quietness on his side.

That's how it should be, Feng Zhou thought, maybe he and Yu Shaochun were not from the same world from the very beginning, and there would be a dispute one day, and this day came early and late.

The physics teacher arrived in the classroom 2 minutes early, and the chatting students dispersed one after another. Feng Zhou lowered his eyes and looked away calmly.

Although he didn't look at it, he could clearly feel Yu Shaochun's movements.Put on the school uniform, pull out the chair and sit down, take the book from the table hole, and then bend your eyes and argue with the same table or the front and back seats for a while.

Ah yes, there is no back seat now.

Feng Zhou laughed at himself, feeling really stupid.

Obviously, it was me who lost my temper for no reason, and it was me who refused to bow and reconcile. Now I observe secretly every day, like the heroine of a bitter drama.

Self-inflicted crimes cannot live, but the words that are spoken are splashed with water.It is absolutely impossible for Feng Zhou to put down his face and ask for peace now.

He was afraid of being rejected, ridiculed, and ashamed.

It's all right, a person with such a strange personality deserves to die alone without friends.

"...This momentum question is very critical and classic," the physics teacher wrote a question on the blackboard, "it is the most difficult question in the elective part over the years, and now 3-5 is classified as a compulsory part Now, so we should pay more attention to this most classic question. Next, I will order two students to come up to do the question, and the rest of the students will try to do it below."

Feng Zhouzheng was tangled with himself, when he suddenly heard someone calling his name, he just looked up, and saw the person in front also stood up in a hurry.

Obviously didn't listen to the class well.

The physics teacher took a sip of water and asked, "Why are you standing there?"

"Ah," Yu Shaochun stretched his waist, "Stand... move around, I'm a little tired from sitting."

Feng Zhou felt that his nonsense skills were really improving day by day.

When he passed by Yu Shaochun, he whispered, "Let you go up and do the questions."

Yu Shaochun suddenly realized, and hurriedly followed him onto the podium.

Feng Zhou broke off a piece of chalk according to the length, and turned back to read the question, but he felt as if he had passed away while reading.

This question was the one he wrote in the New Western physics trial class at that time.

Too......

The question he and "I am your life" exchanged for the first time, and even the process of the scoring algorithm that the other party was so amazing that night are still vivid in my mind.

Feng Zhou collected himself, raised his hand, and neatly wrote the word "jie".

"Two blocks A and B of equal thickness are placed close together on a smooth level surface, and another block C falls on..."

Therefore, regard BC as a whole, and take the initial velocity direction of C as the positive direction.

Feng Zhou built a coordinate axis on the blackboard with steady hands and began to draw images.Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the person next to him, and saw that Yu Shaochun had also drawn the exact same coordinate axis.

Yu Shaochun seemed to have noticed his gaze, turned his head slightly, and tapped the blackboard slightly with his fingers curled up, with a smile on his lips.

"Competition?" Yu Shaochun said softly, "Let's see who thinks faster."

A cluster of small flames called "Wish to Win" ignited in Feng Zhou's heart for a long time, he nodded slightly, and picked up his brush to continue drawing his image.

He can feel that the people next to him are doing the same thing as him, drawing the same image and making the same equation.He knew that after Yu Shaochun finished writing the formula of the momentum theorem, he used to write down the equation of the conservation of mechanical energy directly below, and then use calculus to calculate the acceleration, because it was the image of two quadratic functions, which was the same as that Xia Ye and the others discussed on QQ The same as the fourth method.

This was Feng Zhou's habit that he memorized after studying his opponent's papers countless times. He even remembered such small details as Yu Shaochun's last stroke when he was writing letters.

The letters with upturned tails are very beautiful, just like the corners of Yu Shaochun's eyes when he smiles.

Amidst the chalk dust flying, Feng Zhou returned to the multifunctional lecture hall where the two met for the first time in a daze. The boy in bright orange clothes stood in front of the blackboard with his pockets in his pockets and raised his hands to write down chemical formulas one by one. The appearance, but because of a Feng Zhou who broke out halfway, the whole section collapsed.

Perhaps from that time on, he should have realized in the dark that he and Yu Shaochun should be destined opponents, because the whole school, or the whole D city, can't find another one who can fight him for so long time man.

Before I knew it, the shock and anger when I first discovered the so-called truth had completely dissipated. In the six months of getting to know this person, I was still happier than unhappy.

Feng Zhou made the last stroke, and the person next to him also completed his problem-solving process at the same time.

"These two students finished very quickly, let's take a look at their problem-solving methods," the physics teacher said, "Feng and Yu are very close, they both chose the image method, let's pay attention to this image method, because It is to re-establish the sports department..."

tacit agreement?

Can we not have a tacit understanding?

Feng Zhou remembered Yu Shaochun's habit of writing and solving problems, so why didn't Yu Shaochun remember his usual way of thinking?

The so-called opponents always have to understand each other better than others, so that they can see each other's tricks and not be at a disadvantage.It's like dancing tango, you take a step forward, I take a step back, always testing, but never crossing the line.

Sometimes things like "enemies" change after fighting with each other, and there will always be some feelings about "sympathy", "opponent", or other strange emotions.