I attacked the god of learning

Jian Xing's words were too earth-shattering.

Faced with this sentence, the head of the school fell into a kind of silence.

However, after a while, the principal still sent a message.

Principal: [Indeed, Cheng Xinglin's program is indeed what we are focusing on.Jian Xing really loves school like home! 】

There are some straight men in this world.

Even if you put your love in front of him, he will only sigh with emotion - what a touching brotherhood.

Standing by the window, Jian Xing just replied: 【Yes. 】

Then Jian Xing put down his phone and sat down in front of the computer again.

The PR (professional video editing software) downloaded before sending a message to the principal has already been downloaded.

Jian Xing found the PR instruction manual on the official website and read it carefully. It didn't take too long for him to basically understand how to use PR.

Next, just make a video for Cheng Xinglin.

Enough.

If only it were that easy.

Finding material and blending it into a background video with a style suitable for Cheng Xinglin's stage is the most difficult step in this matter.

Jian Xing has found a lot of material websites on both the internal and external networks, but it is really difficult to find materials suitable for the stage from such a vast amount of materials.

Jian Xing searched for a while by himself, feeling that he would never be able to find everything with his own strength, so he sent a talk about recruiting a material selection team in the space.

Prepare to find a few people, classify and find together with yourself.

Jian Xing's talk popped up, and the space naturally refreshed him with the new talk sent by his friend.

The latest one was posted by Cheng Xinglin.

I don't know where it was taken in a dark place.

Anyway, I could only see Mimiba's two green eyes.

Cheng Xinglin's wording: [Look, Ye Mingzhu. 】

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Just, pretty cute.

Jian Xing gave him a like, and looked at the release time - 2 minutes ago.

Then he sent a message to Cheng Xinglin: [Haven't slept yet? 】

Cheng Xinglin: [!Is the senior not asleep yet? 】

Cheng Xinglin: [In calculus? 】

Jian Xing was noncommittal: [Yes. 】

As expected of a god of learning, I drank wine and continued to do calculus!

So no wonder it can enter the IMO National Collection!

Cheng Xinglin hadn't finished typing the words to praise Jian Xing, so he watched Jian Xing post: [Why haven't you slept yet? 】

Cheng Xinglin: [Hey, I went to practice on the rooftop. After all, my show is the finale, so I should take out some sleepless nights. 】

Jian Xing: [You seem to have forgotten to eat and sleep before. 】

Jian Xing: [If you forget about eating and sleeping so much, I won't take up your rest time. Go to bed early and see you tomorrow. 】

See you tomorrow again.

Cheng Xinglin's favorite way of saying goodbye.

When Cheng Xinglin received Jian Xing's message, he had just come down from the rooftop.

Every time Cheng Xinglin walked into the dark room alone, he would feel an inexplicable sense of loneliness.

But after sending messages with Jian Xing, Cheng Xinglin suddenly smelled the hot pot aroma coming from his schoolbag, as well as the butter aroma brought by his psychological effects.

The sense of loneliness was washed away by these smells.

He's got a lot now and isn't alone.

Cheng Xinglin: [Then the senior should go to bed early too, see you tomorrow! 】

Cheng Xing took a sip of Mimiba who was extra energetic after the evening.

Cheng Xinglin: "Mimiba, I'm so happy today, do you understand?"

Mimi put her paws on Cheng Xinglin's chest, meowed, and rubbed against his chin.

Although I am a rival in love, if you are happy, I will feel happy too.

After Cheng Xinglin hugged Mimi Ba, he closed his eyes and fell asleep. He was worried about catching a cold before going to bed, so he wrapped himself tightly with a quilt.

In the second half of the night, his arm was exposed, and he accidentally pushed it to Mimi Ba.

Mimiba didn't get angry with him, instead, she came over and hugged his arm to convey warmth.

So, the next morning, Cheng Xinglin woke up from the heat.

It’s approaching May, with one person, one cat and a quilt squeezed together, it’s really hot to death.

Cheng Xinglin glanced at that it was past six o'clock, and he stopped staying in bed, took a shower, and took out the clothes that the proprietress gave him last time to put on.

Then Cheng Xinglin sent a message to Jian Xing saying that he didn't need breakfast, and bought buns and soy milk along the way.

Jian Xing has always brought him breakfast, but today he is going to counterattack and deliver it to Jian Xing himself.

He came to the school early, so he didn't go to the art building to report first, but ran to Jian Xing's secret base.

But unexpectedly, someone came earlier than him.

At the door sat a dejected man.

A black sweater with a tired look.

Sitting on the floor typing away.

"Pan Shen?" Cheng Xinglin asked, "Why did you come so early?"

Pan Yangwen looked like he didn't get enough sleep, and looked at Cheng Xinglin and yawned: "Because I was squeezed out of my labor force by Jian Xing, Cheng Xiaolin, please remember it - don't engage in computer competition as a human being, and don't choose computers as a major."

Otherwise, you become the ultimate tool man.

Whether it is in bed or in a dream, someone will dig out the computer, as if you must be familiar with every software in the computer! !Otherwise, you are not worthy of the name of an OI person! !

OI!Too much misunderstood game!

Pan Yangwen had too many things to say, but he was afraid that he would be assassinated by Jian Xing if he said too much.

So he just clicked.

Cheng Xinglin didn't understand what he said at all.

But being able to get him should be Jian Xingla who came to help - what kind of letter competition computer should have nothing to do with his stage.

Is Jian Xing going to participate in another competition?

Cheng Xinglin was not sure, and opened the door of the secret base: "Pan Shen means that you are helping the senior with something? Do you want to come in and do it?"

Seeing the door of the secret base suddenly opened, Pan Yangwen quickly moved his butt back.

"Don't." Pan Yangwen said in horror, "This is a private domain. I was not allowed to enter this geomantic treasure, let alone now, or I will face calculus sanctions."

He also asked this morning if he could go in and do things.

But Jian Xing, an extremely overbearing man, boasted that only he and Cheng Xinglin could enter here, and forced him to hold him at the door.

Cheng Xinglin: "...?"

Jian Xing: "Morning."

Just when Cheng Xinglin was about to invite Pan Yangwen again, Jian Xing came back with a delivery bag containing four huge round boxes.

Pan Yangwen's eyes glowed green with hunger, and Jian Xing's takeaway bag instantly attracted his attention.

However, when he saw clearly the word baozi written on the takeaway bag, he almost let out a cry of grief and indignation: "You, a bag of baozi, are you going to buy me???"

Jian Xing silently opened the bag a little.

Expose the word "deceitful" in front.

Gui Baozi, the most famous steamed bun in Chongqing, is usually lined up for half an hour for the start and an hour for the top.

When Pan Yangwen saw these words, he changed the subject and picked up the bag of the bun: "Coincidentally, this can really buy me off."

Pan Yangwen picked up the computer and steamed stuffed bun, and walked away quickly.

Before leaving, he still didn't forget to say to Jian Xing: "I'll wait for you in 503 of the electronic classroom. After you finish eating the love breakfast that your junior brother bought for you, come and find me."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

What a loving breakfast.

It's just... because Jian Xing usually invites him a lot, but today he is planning to invite him back? ?

What nonsense.

After being rejected by Jian Xing last time, he has no plans to continue confessing for the time being.

Do yourself a good job first, and then engage in objects!

However, you still have to eat the breakfast you bought.

Cheng Xinglin took the breakfast and Jian Xing walked into the secret base where Jian Xing was so overbearing that even his best friends were not allowed to enter.

Arranged breakfast on the desk, the two of them started breakfast accompanied by calculus and geometry books.

Cheng Xinglin took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun and asked, "Senior, you asked God Pan to come over, are you going to participate in any other competitions recently?"

Jian Xing was drinking soy milk. Hearing this statement, he smiled and nodded: "Well, there is an important competition, and I will go all out."

...it seems that is still really important.

But I haven't heard from Jian Xing that there is such a competition last night?

But the tasks of the Great God seem to come very suddenly.

Cheng Xinglin accepted and nodded silently.

Jian Xing added: "I want to do this thing today, so I will go to the electronic classroom to continue working on the content of this 'competition' later, and I won't be able to accompany the rehearsal."

"Hurry up, hurry up." Cheng Xinglin stood up, as if he was going to pack Jian Xing's bag and drive him to do something.

While packing the lunch box, Cheng Xinglin said, "Senior, in fact, if you have other things to do, you don't need to stay with me..."

"Why not?" Jian Xing pressed his hand, "Don't worry, there is still time to eat with you."

Cheng Xinglin was slightly taken aback by his pressure, and after a while, decided to sit down.

Jian Xing lowered his head and took a sip of soy milk, raised his eyes and said to Cheng Xinglin, "It's better to be in a school than far away."

"What do you think."

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he thinks……

It's just that the heartbeat started to speed up again.

Cheng Xinglin picked up the cup and took a sip of soy milk to calm his shock, and said after a while, "I also think... Anyway, it would be nice if we could have breakfast together."

Jian Xing smiled and said nothing.

The two simply finished their breakfast, went downstairs together, Jian Xing went to the electronic classroom, and then Cheng Xinglin went to the art building.

Today, many students came to practice and assigned instructors.

Cheng Xinglin's instructor is Yun Ruolan.

Teacher Yun's daughter was sick, and she still had to go to the hospital on weekends, but for Cheng Xinglin's show, she entrusted her daughter to her grandmother, and then came to work overtime.

Cheng Xinglin went downstairs thinking about what important competition Jian Xing had participated in, but he didn't tell him.

After hearing about this situation, he immediately put all his thoughts on the practice—he couldn't let Teacher Yun down.

All distracting thoughts were put aside by Cheng Xinglin, the only thing left in his mind now was the show.

If a person is extremely focused, there is no way to feel the passage of time.

When Yun Ruolan asked him to eat, Cheng Xinglin thought that only half an hour of practice had passed.

The school prepares country-based box lunches for every student and teacher who come to practice.

I bought fifteen flavors, you can choose your favorite.

Yun Ruolan took an iron plate black pepper chicken drumstick by herself, and wanted to ask Cheng Xinglin what to eat, but Cheng Xinglin didn't choose, but asked the teacher who distributed the meal: "Teacher, do you have any meals for the students in the electronic classroom? "

"Are there any classmates in the electronic classroom?" The teacher who delivered the meal was puzzled.

"Yes, there should be two students working there. If possible, can you give me two copies and I will send them over." Cheng Xinglin asked.

"If there are not many, I will give them my share."

"There are many, many." The teacher hurriedly said, "You don't have to go there, I'll just send them over later—you can eat first, and the principal will come to see your rehearsal after dinner."

This means that it is better for him to stay where he is.

When Cheng Xinglin heard that he was going to deliver meals, he didn't insist, he told Jian Xing and their classroom, obediently went in, and had dinner with Yun Ruolan.

When Cheng Xinglin sat down and opened the lid of the country base, Pan Yangwen also opened a new box of buns.

He sort of understood, a box of 18 yuan, a total of nine buns, why did Jian Xing buy four boxes.

In the morning, he still felt that Jian Xing fed him like a pig.

I didn't know until noon—this friend bought him breakfast, lunch and dinner, and he didn't plan to let him go.

With such a good friend at the booth, what can Pan Yangwen do, he can only hold up a steamed stuffed bun and hand it to Jian Xing, who is focused on editing materials: "Jian Xueshen, let's eat steamed stuffed buns—people are iron, food is steel, and a meal is not enough. I’m so hungry!!!”

But Jian Xing turned a deaf ear, and just said: "You eat, help me find a higher version of this music after eating - this sound quality, I am worried that the reverberation may not work."

Pan Yangwen: "..."

So look! !Can he do it regardless of Jane?

Not eating, drinking or sleeping, this is almost a fairy.

Pan Yangwen was scooped up by Jian Xing at five o'clock in the morning. According to the time when Jian Xing spoke, he probably slept for two or three hours last night.

A new mobile hard drive is loaded with all kinds of videos that the friends he recruited last night helped him find.

The aesthetic level of my friends is very good, but if the video does not match my own, I have to go through it again to pick out the most essential rough cut.

After a few rough reviews, Jian Xing found that some of the materials had pixel problems, so he dug Pan Yangwen over to help him find the original files of the materials he liked.

The two of them scratched their heads for more than two hours before Cheng Xing came over.

First came the problem of the material, and then the problem of the special effects of the program. Pan Yangwen was able to write the program but not edit it, so he wanted to give up.

"Brother Xing, listen to my advice, outsource it if it doesn't work." That's what Pan Yangwen said at the time.

"No." Jane replied.

"No, why do you work so hard for things that can be solved by outsourcing?"

"Because I hope that everything he gets is perfect." Jian Xing reviewed the materials without looking up, "Also, this may be the only thing that allows me to be on stage with him."

Then, Jian Xing did not talk nonsense, continued to find materials, and continued to try various special effects.

Then, this terrifying man actually made the background video abruptly.

Now that it has progressed to the fine modification part, it is estimated that it will be taken to their stage for trial in half an afternoon.

It's really scary!

Being so scary is being so scary, but going all out without eating is also really going all out.

Pan Yangwen was still holding the steamed stuffed bun to persuade him, but suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.

"Who is it?" Pan Yangwen asked.

"Hello, I'm the teacher delivering lunch. The classmate who practiced the Chinese stage just now said that there are students here. Fortunately, we have prepared a lot of food today. Let's take it." The teacher handed two boxes of lunch to Pan Yangwen.

Jian Xing, who said "what is the meal, I just edit it with all my heart", raised her head.

"Is it... from Cheng Xinglin?"

The teacher hadn't left yet, and nodded when he heard his words: "Yes, it's that student with a nice name."

Jian Xing's mouse still stayed on the file name "Cheng Xinglin Stage Background".

Hearing these words, his eyes softened.

He even looked back at the teacher who delivered the meal.

Pan Yangwen thanked the teacher and brought the meal back.

Pan Yangwen murmured: "Jian Shen, it's time to eat now."

Jian Xing took the lunch box and opened it without any nonsense, but while eating, his eyes kept staring at the screen.

Pan Yangwen also opened the boxed lunch, took a bite of his favorite braised pork rice, and couldn't help expressing his emotion: "The little brother is really nice! Jian Xing, I think your mother staying up all night is really worth it in the world." !"

After all, such a good elementary school boy is really worth paying for.

Hearing this sentence, Jian Xing, who was still clicking on the timeline just now, paused for a while when editing the video.

But soon, he continued to edit seriously.

Just halfway through, he responded, "Yes."

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On the other hand, although Cheng Xinglin was told by the teacher that the principal will come later, it is best to stay where he is.

But until [-]:[-], the principal hadn't come yet.

After another [-] minutes of practice, the headmaster finally came late with the fruit.

Cheng Xinglin showed the principal the results of today's practice.

Just now I made some comments in other groups, and the headmaster, who was so angry that his liver was a little bit bad, finally felt relieved.

He said to Yun Ruolan with a pleasant face: "Mr. Yun, you've worked hard, you've worked hard, come on, come on, you and Xiao Lin can eat some fruit together and take a rest."

Cheng Xinglin heaved a sigh of relief.

The principal's attitude is that he is very satisfied with his stage.

So he sat down and ate fruit with Mr. Yun and the principal.

As soon as his fork landed on the fruit, Yun Ruolan asked, "By the way, Principal, didn't you say you wanted to rent more mobile LED screens last night? How is the connection going?"

"Oh, I've already contacted you. When the time comes, the effect will definitely be shocking."

Cheng Xinglin couldn't help but ask, "What LED screen, principal?"

The principal: "It's the background of your stage. It will definitely not be possible for a few people to perform on stage. It won't hold the stage."

...do you still want to do the background?

Cheng Xinglin didn't have the slightest stage experience, so he didn't think of this question until the principal asked it.

As long as you think about it for a while, you will know that it is the same as what the principal said-it is impossible to fill a stage without being a background.

But, he won't do this at all?

What to do then?

Maybe seeing Cheng Xinglin's worry, the principal said very proactively: "Student Cheng, don't worry about the stage background, because we have already decided to outsource all the production to you."

Cheng Xinglin looked at the principal.

"Several companies have been finalized today, all of which are relatively well-known companies in the industry, and the final results will definitely be good."

The cooperation with Penguin for this live broadcast has income, as well as the education/committee's allocation for this event. The funds are very sufficient, and the principal is also stingy, all of which are spent on the students.

But when the principal said that, Cheng Xinglin became even more worried.

Big companies, mass-produced backgrounds in a week, can really fit his program and add glory to his program?

Or is it……

Because there is no time for intensive research, and it is aimed at institutions that do not know how to do it, so will you make some perfunctory content?

Cheng Xinglin thought about it, and asked: "Principal, if possible, can I also add a WeChat account with the person who produced it."

Principal: "Yes, yes, but why?"

Cheng Xinglin: "I think my understanding of the stage may be different from theirs. Then I would like to make suggestions for their videos based on my ideas, so as to ensure that the background videos fit my program."

The headmaster was actually slightly surprised.

He walked through several practice rooms just now and explained the outsourcing video.

Most of the students accepted it calmly, and Cheng Xinglin was the first to say that he wanted to do the matchmaking by himself.

Therefore, it is not accidental that he can produce such a high-quality program, but the result of his dedication.

Even a small detail was not spared, and it was only then that the stage that so many people praised that night was created.

Yun Ruolan also put Cheng Xinglin on Cheng Xinglin's shoulder very proudly, and said to the principal, "My student, isn't it bad?"

"Indeed." The principal gave a thumbs up, "However, you don't have to worry, I'll let Teacher Yun talk to them."

"No." Cheng Xinglin immediately refused, "Well, Teacher Yun has to take care of her daughter, so let me do it—Mr. Yun, you agree with my interpretation of this content, and I can make decisions on the content of the video on behalf of you and me, right? "

Yun Ruolan: "..."

Yun Ruolan didn't know what to say, she felt very moved.

Touched, she refused: "It's still the teacher's matchmaking. You have to go to school and prepare for the show. You are already very tired. This is the teacher's responsibility."

"It's okay." Cheng Xinglin said, "Just arrange the time reasonably."

In fact, what Cheng Xinglin thought was that staying up for a few nights would be enough.

Anyway, he is a boy, and he is also a boy with good physical fitness. If he can work hard by himself, he will not trouble Teacher Yun.

Yun Ruolan was about to say something, but she heard a knock on the classroom door.

After a polite knock on the door, a long, bony finger pushed open the classroom door.

Jian Xing is wearing casual clothes, but still has that slender and straight temperament.

"Xiaolin, principal, Teacher Yun, please excuse me." Jian Xing said, "If possible, I would like to invite you and me to move to the auditorium together. I have something I want to show you."

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what is this……?

In fact, Cheng Xinglin was still worried about his background video, but when Jian Xing called him, he followed Jane without hesitation.

A group of people walked outside the auditorium, and when Jian Xing opened the door and led them in, there were still lights.

When they really all entered, the lights in the entire auditorium were instantly extinguished.

"What's the situation?" The headmaster frowned, looking up at the suddenly dark place.

Jian Xing did not respond to him, but leaned close to Cheng Xinglin's ear and whispered, "You count down to three."

"……what?"

"Three counts down." Jian Xing insisted.

Cheng Xinglin did as he said and counted down to three.

When the count reached one, Jian Xing's cool voice amplified—"play".