I attacked the god of learning

Hearing Jian Xing's words - "I'm still here", Xin Zhuo almost received [-] critical hits.

The clown turned out to be me! ! !

What the hell is he doing? Has he lost his mind after being a villain for too long? ? ?

Then Cheng Xinglin can't, but Jianxing can? ? ?

What's the matter with him? ? ?Running over to raise this kind of unnecessary wake-up call.

The clown turned out to be himself.

Xin Zhuo swallowed his saliva, turned his head and prepared to run.

But Cheng Xinglin grabbed him.

Xin Zhuo was so embarrassed that he was about to cry, and he yelled at him weakly: "What are you doing!"

Cheng Xinglin: "Nothing, just thank you——Xin Zhuo, let's write off those things before."

Xin Zhuo: "..."

Before Xin Zhuo could be moved, he heard Cheng Xinglin say: "So from now on—you will be my little brother, how about it?"

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Xin Zhuo: "..."

Cheng Xinglin is a dog, right? ? ?

He will never reconcile with Cheng Xinglin in this life! !

"I think you're a big-headed ghost." Xin Zhuo was furious. "You'd better prepare hard. If you fail the first exam, I will definitely be the first to make a sound and introduce the exam mode of our school to everyone."

"Ah." Cheng Xinglin sighed, "I've known you for so long, but I didn't expect you to be a tsundere?"

Xin Zhuo: "..."

It's really unnecessary for him to talk to Cheng Xinglin! !

Xin Zhuo was so angry that he left the two and left.

Cheng Xinglin looked at his angry back, and for the first time got the advantage of Xin Zhuo's baby-faced appearance—it was really cute.

Cheng Xinglin turned his head and was about to say something to Jian Xing when the preparation bell rang.

The two of them had no time to think about others, so Jian Xing handed the school uniform bag to Cheng Xinglin, and briefly explained: "Between the next two classes, you sort out all the papers and homework you can find, I will go find some data, and then take a lunch break at noon , see you at the secret base, is that okay?"

"of course can!"

"I'll treat the senior to eat later at noon!" Cheng Xinglin immediately said again.

At the same time, Jian Xing also said, "I'll buy lunch."

They spoke in unison so tacitly that Cheng Xinglin fell silent.

Jian Xing smiled, and then he raised his hand.

"I invite you." Jian Xing put his hand on Cheng Xinglin's head and stroked his not-so-soft hair, and said with a smile, "This counts as you have paid for lunch."

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Cheng Xinglin: "..."

What the hell, even if you paid for lunch? ? ?

Cheng Xinglin felt that he was going to be played to death by Jian Xing, there were no sensory cells on his hair, but when Jian Xing touched his hair, Cheng Xinglin felt that his knees were soft.

With difficulty, Cheng Xinglin carried the clothes Jian Xing bought for him back to class.

Put the school uniforms into the cabinet, and then start to study seriously.

Cheng Xinglin took this class very seriously, and was still sorting out his notes after class.

But Hang Yitong turned his head and interrupted Cheng Xinglin's journey of notes.

"Brother Lin!!! Hello, he/Mom is so handsome!!!" Hang Yitong was very excited.

"It's okay." Cheng Xinglin was writing notes calmly, "Speaking of which, your reflex arc might be too long."

Hang Yitong: "...Isn't it because you didn't tell my brother me that you have a long reflex arc, do you know what handsome move Jane did just now?"

Cheng Xinglin, who was still calm just now, stopped writing notes and asked, "Senior...what's wrong, senior?"

"Hey!" Seeing that the calm Cheng Xinglin was no longer calm, Hang Yitong felt very accomplished.

He raised his mobile phone and handed it to Cheng Xinglin: "I knew you didn't see it——Dangdang, thank you for being the master of Xingyin. I saw the content that Jianshen just posted just now."

Cheng Xinglin took the phone and looked at the page where a certain voice from Hang Yitong stayed.

It turned out that just [-] minutes ago, Jian Xing exposed the account of the cat shop owner and released a video.

The copy is like this: [If you can despise others with good grades and hurt others by grades, then I can also hurt you casually. #Good or bad grades are not a reason to hurt others#]

The accompanying picture is a notice that Jian Xing has entered the IMO National Training Team.

"How is it?" Hang Yitong asked, "Isn't he super handsome?"

Cheng Xinglin squeezed the phone, his knuckles turned white, and he nodded after a while.

"But the more handsome ones are yet to come." Hang Yitong stretched out his hand and pointed Cheng Xinglin into this TAG.

Within a few minutes of the creation of this TAG, there are already more than a dozen videos in it.

Jian Xing is the first video under this tag, but the second after he posted the video, there are more than N more videos in this tag.

Including but not limited to Sunqingbei admission notice, IPHO shortlist notice, Stanford admission notice, as well as various national competitions, screenshots of rankings, etc.

These people follow Jian Xing so neatly to post videos.

No one will believe anyone who says there is no organization.

One hundred percent, these people are all Jian Xing's friends, and Jian Xing should have asked them to post it together.

Cheng Xinglin flipped through the video under this TAG, and felt very warm in his heart——

What Jian Xing said was what Cheng Xinglin had no position to say, but wanted to say very much.

Why judge a person by their grades?

Is good or bad grades the standard that determines a person's quality?

This is what Cheng Xinglin wants to ask those people who keep saying that his grades are not good, so they judge him to be bad at everything.

only……

He is the main character in this matter.

If he raises such a question, it will only be regarded as a weak refutation.

But with this TAG, it was different. The students who had been gagged just now finally had a place to speak.

[First worship the masters, and then I can't agree with this point of view, the only achievement theory is too disgusting! ! 】

[Some people do not have as good grades as others, and have a higher sense of superiority than others. A true academic master will not be as idle as those people, right? 】

[I just wanted to say that grades are not the only criterion, and good grades are not a reason to look down on others. 】

Of course, there are also representatives who appear in the comments.

[Sisters, I think it's so sweet. Brother Lin is going forward bravely, but he is not without grievances in this matter, so Jianshen helped him express his grievances. 】

[Sister, I also got it. Although you are very brave, I use another way to protect you. 】

Cheng Xinglin flipped through the comments, took a few pictures, and then returned the phone to Hang Yitong.

Continue to organize his notes carefully.

——After all, the most important thing now is to improve your grades.

Other than that, everything can be sorted back a bit.

Cheng Xinglin sorted out his notes until the class was over, and after the class was over, he asked Luo Yueyue to borrow two pockets, went to the cabinet outside the classroom, took out all his test papers and homework, and put them in his pockets in.

Since he didn't do a lot of homework, he only fit in one pocket.

Cheng Xinglin returned to the classroom with the bag in his hand, and just as he put the paper bag at his feet, Hang Yitong grabbed it again.

"Brother Lin, do you want to hear the follow-up of what happened just now?"

Probably because he felt Cheng Xinglin's love and dedication to study, so Hang Yitong didn't wait for him to express his opinion, and immediately said: "If you don't want to listen to me, you have to say it. Let me tell you, this matter is so awesome!!"

Cheng Xinglin just made a decision not to continue watching Douyin, so he ignored Hang Yitong and just listened to him.

Hang Yitong rambled about what happened in the last class.

It may be that this tag really attracts everyone's discussion, so even Jian Xing and Cheng Xinglin CP have not made it to the general list, so this list directly broke into it.

Because it entered the general list, more and more people saw this topic, and more and more people spoke out.

In the beginning, I was still a student.

Suddenly, a large group of people came running in from behind—people from the Chinese Academy of Sciences, business executives, and university professors all came out to speak out.

When Cheng Xinglin heard this, the pen he was writing in his hand paused.

These people... why are they participating in this discussion?

Even if this topic is really popular on a certain music, it won't be...

Cheng Xinglin suddenly reacted.

He put down his pen, picked up his mobile phone, and sent a message to Future Jianxing.

[Running script? 】

【I am here. 】

[Are you shopping for a certain music from our era? 】

【right. 】

[Then... are those big bosses? 】

[Well, I just sent this topic and the link to my colleagues and friends in the past by text message. 】

Future Jianxing: [I don't like to see others bullying you. 】

It is normal for a mobile phone number to remain unchanged for decades.

Colleagues of Jianxing in the future only think that this is an official push. If you are interested, just click in to join the discussion.

Anyway, this matter has come to an end, and those who jumped out of Hei Cheng Xinglin just now have been completely scolded for their individuality.

At the same time, everyone also admired Cheng Xinglin's courage, and wished him well to be admitted to the Qingbei Class, and his wish came true.

This kind of blessing... To put it bluntly, it will become a kind of pressure.

But Cheng Xinglin was not afraid.

What he said, it will definitely be done.

Participating in the cultural evening is the same as being admitted to the Qingbei class.

Cheng Xinglin's gaze became firm, he lowered his head, and seriously wrote and drew on the notebook in his hand, thinking about how to enter the key class.

After a class break, Cheng Xinglin didn't figure out any clues, but instead figured out a few problems.

The biggest question is - how many points does he need to enter the key class?

It is very important to know the score line of key classes.

Because Cheng Xinglin only has half a month, if he decides to improve each subject evenly, it is absolutely impossible to break into the line of the key class.

Only by making a plan based on the scores, the types of questions and the test sites, and trying to improve his advantageous subjects to grab points, will he be able to enter the ranks of the key classes in the exam half a month later.

but……

The number of places in the key class is based on the number of people. Unlike the Qingbei class, which has a real score line, the score fluctuates every time.

It is impossible to figure it out.

Cheng Xinglin turned his pen, feeling a little anxious in his heart——

If you don't have an exact score...

It is difficult to formulate an improvement plan.

Cheng Xinglin still wanted to think more, but soon went to class again.

Every class is very important now, Cheng Xinglin knew that he couldn't waste class time thinking about these things, so he temporarily put down the pen for counting points and listened carefully.

Fortunately, after this class is over, it is lunch time.

Although Jian Xing said that he didn't need to buy things, Cheng Xinglin still went to buy two bottles of iced black tea before heading to the old building with his papers and homework.

When Cheng Xing came to his and Jian Xing's secret base, Jian Xing had already arrived.

Hearing the sound of Cheng Xinglin turning the doorknob, he walked over quickly.

"Senior." Cheng Xinglin saw Jian Xing, and immediately lifted his paper bag to him, "Here are all the homework and papers I did in the first year of high school, I brought them all, and here they are for you."

"Just give it to me like this?" Jian Xing asked.

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Asking Jian Xing's words, Cheng Xinglin immediately began to reflect - thinking about it this way, he seemed to be going too far.

It's true... It's his own business to take the Qingbei Class exam. He should sort out the papers he has done, analyze his own shortcomings, and then communicate with Jian Xing.

But now, he just throws a stack of original materials to Jian Xing without beginning or end.

This attitude is simply outrageous.

Cheng Xinglin thought about it seriously, and was about to admit his mistake: "Senior, I..." tidy it up, and then I'll give it to you.

Before Cheng Xinglin finished speaking, he saw Jian Xing showing a black leather-bound notebook and putting the notebook in his hand.

"The test paper is also considered your own privacy, your own privacy, so you can show it to me so casually?" Jian Xing asked.

"……what?"

"I don't want to look at your privacy for nothing." Jian Xing patted the little notebook he gave Cheng Xinglin, and said, "So, I will exchange your paper with the diary I wrote after I went to high school. Do you think it's okay?"

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Hearing these words, Cheng Xinglin's first reaction was...

I like Jianxing, it's really worth it.

Although he is helping you, he will never make you feel that he is superior.

I won't show off my power just because I'm helping you, and I won't let you go down in the dust just because I'm helping you.

Instead, it will focus on details that are important but no one cares about.

There are people in this world who would feel very lucky just thinking of "I actually fell in love with him".

Jian Xing is such a person.

Then, Cheng Xinglin's second reaction was...

Jian Xing's diary is really attractive!

This is a simple diary in high school, what will be written in it?

Cheng Xinglin swallowed his saliva, he held back his million-point curiosity, and refused ten thousand times: "No...it's not good."

Cheng Xinglin restrained his urge to nod, and said, "Actually, it's just a few papers, not considered private. For something so secret, it's a bit..."

But Jian Xing didn't let him continue talking.

Jian Xing took the bag of homework and papers directly, and said, "If you say so, I will take it as your consent."

After finishing speaking, as if he was afraid that Cheng Xinglin would not open the book to read it, Jian Xing specially opened the leather book for him.

The dense content unfolded in front of Cheng Xinglin.

"You look at mine first, I'm looking at yours." Jian Xing thought for a while, and then said suddenly, "By the way, just as a precaution, I don't have anything in my diary."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

The book was spread out in front of him! !

So he doesn't look like a human? ? ?

Cheng Xinglin couldn't restrain his curiosity any longer, and glanced down at Jian Xing's "diary."

Then, he discovered——

There is really nothing in this book.

Simply put, it is a handbook for studying mathematics experience.

It is full of dense mathematical formulas, deduction process, and different ideas.

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

No, but it seems to be quite simple.

Jian Xing's previous life was studying mathematics and learning mathematics, so what else can a diary be except formulas?

When Cheng Xinglin was looking at Jian Xing's diary, Jian Xing also took out Cheng Xinglin's papers and homework and sorted them out.

But he didn't start watching right away. After sorting it out, he sat back in front of the computer.

Cheng Xinglin closed his incomprehensible math diary and placed it on the coffee table beside the sofa.

Then he walked to Jian Xing and saw him operating a software called SPSS whose pages were so complicated that he couldn't understand it. He was a little puzzled: "Senior, what is this for?"

"Do some data analysis."

"Data analysis...?" Cheng Xinglin was puzzled, "Why do you want to do this?"

"I think about how to say..."

Jian Xing thought for a while, and then briefly explained to Cheng Xinglin.

"It's like this. I just went to the teacher to ask for the average score of the school's grade entrance examination in the past ten years, including the average score of each subject, and the average score of each question. Compared with each test horizontally, if the average score within ten years If the fluctuation is not large, it means that the teachers in our school are very stable in the questions, and it is almost impossible to suddenly be too difficult or too easy."

"Under the condition that the difficulty of the test papers has remained the same, we can calculate the range of scores for the key classes of this test based on the scores of your grades and grades in the year. The highest range is taken, plus ten points, which is the score line you have to work hard for. "

The score that Cheng Xinglin couldn't figure out just now is actually just a statistical problem.

Jian Xing solved it easily.

Although how to calculate, why can it be calculated like this.

Cheng Xinglin couldn't understand it at all.

But today Jian Xing wears gold-rimmed glasses, and his shirt sleeves are rolled up to his elbows.

There was a little sunlight outside the window to illuminate his silhouette, making Jian Xing's serious state show a kind of powerful handsomeness.

Jian Xing talked for a long time, looked at Cheng Xinglin with confused eyes, then looked at him seriously, couldn't help but asked with a smile: "What are you thinking?"

Cheng Xinglin's head was dizzy from listening to mathematics, and when he heard Jian Xing's question, the thoughts in his heart came out of his mouth.

He said - "Senior, you... are so handsome."

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Jian Xing: "..."

Just now I was talking about logic, algorithms, and simple statistics, but now I am completely speechless.

At the same time, Jian Xing's fingertips also began to turn red.

Jian Xing's fingertips were only flushed, but Cheng Xinglin's entire face was flushed.

What is he doing! ! ! !How did you speak your mind? ? ?

The two looked at each other helplessly, and finally Jian Xing broke the silence. He pointed out the takeaway bag beside him, and said indiscriminately: "Well, the Burger King ordered today, do you like Angus or..."

"Angus, Angus, me, I'll go and eat...Senior, you analyze, analyze that data."

As Cheng Xinglin said, he almost snatched the paper bag from Jian Xing's hand, and sat aside to eat a hamburger.

Cheng Xinglin blushed, and remembered to click on Bilibili after eating the hamburger, and searched for videos to improve his grades.

The idea of ​​not being able to completely rely on seniors was sucked into his lungs by Cheng Xinglin.

Fortunately, learning is a good medicine to cure all blushes. Cheng Xinglin watched the learning videos on station B for a while, and felt his heart was at peace.

He took a notebook at hand and began to write and draw, recording some important points he thought.

A full page was written, and Cheng Xinglin was just about to turn the page when he suddenly felt that the paper felt a bit wrong.

"Why is this paper so thin..." Cheng Xinglin glanced at the paper he was writing on, and then, holding the hamburger, he froze.

"This is a special paper." Jian Xing took a stack of printed things, sat next to Cheng Xinglin, saw his diary filled with Cheng Xinglin's profuse handwriting, and patiently explained.

"It's called Bachuan paper."

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Is the whocare paper Bachuan paper? ? ?

Cheng Xinglin now only knows that he has drawn a whole page in Jian Xing's diary for a high school, and he is simply unceremonious.

Cheng Xinglin took a deep breath: "Well, senior, I...how about you tear up this page and give it to me."

"Do not."

Jian Xing categorically rejected him, then directly closed the diary and put it beside him, out of Cheng Xinglin's reach.

After finishing all this, Jian Xing spread the things he had just printed out in front of Cheng Xinglin.

These are the results of data analysis, including the fluctuation of the difficulty coefficient of the exam, the predicted score range, and the analysis of Cheng Xinglin's test paper assignments.

It's just that Cheng Xinglin's weak point is not very accurate.

Because the exam paper does not test all the knowledge.

As for the daily homework covering all the knowledge, Cheng Xinglin is not free to do it every day.

"But that's enough, we can make a review plan." Jian Xing said confidently.

Hearing what Jian Xing said, Cheng Xinglin thought about it for a while, and pushed the extra hamburger to Jian Xing.

Seeing the hamburger pushed over, Jian Xing asked Cheng Xinglin what he meant with his eyes.

"Senior, eat first, and then I will make the plan myself. You can review it for me later, can you?"

Jian Xing still asked questions with his eyes.

"If that's not the case, you're the one doing everything." Cheng Xinglin explained, "I'm talking boldly on a certain music, isn't it just to see if you can be my backer, a fake tiger?"

He was the one who boasted that he was going to take the Qingbei Class.

Then... it can't be all Jian Xing's hard work.

He can't do data analysis, but the results are here.

If based on these results, putting together a plan that suits you is not even possible.

Then he won't be able to take the Qingbei class.

After saying this seriously, Cheng Xinglin lowered his head and began to read the report, as if there was no room for Jian Xing to refuse.

He lowered his head very resolutely, so he didn't notice, Jian Xing looked at him.

A very appreciative, very gentle gaze.

In front of him, Cheng Xinglin lowered his head to write - the new school uniform finally fit, but when he lowered his head, he could still reveal his white neck.

The writing fingers are very slender, and the drooping eyebrows are very beautiful.

However, he didn't like Cheng Xinglin until he put on his new school uniform and showed his eyebrows.

No.

If it was someone else, they might have jumped on him when they heard that there was a bully leading the school.

But Cheng Xinglin would never be like this.

That's why he was attracted by Cheng Xinglin.

Jian Xing looked at him for a while, then lowered his head to eat the hamburger, when he had eaten half of the hamburger.

Cheng Xinglin's phone rang.

Without looking up, he connected and pressed the speakerphone.

"Hello."

"Hello!" said the other side of the phone, "Your takeaway has arrived, can I pick it up at the west gate of the school?"

"Okay." It was Jian Xing who answered, he got up, touched the broken hair on the top of Cheng Xinglin's head again, "I'll go, you continue to write the plan."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Touching the head is foul!

Touching the head is really foul! !

But the foul man was already out the door.

It wasn't until Jian Xing went out for 5 minutes that Cheng Xinglin suddenly realized something was wrong——

He didn't order takeaway? ? ?

Well, who gave him that takeaway? ? ?

Cheng Xinglin reacted abruptly, he grabbed his phone and clicked on Penguin, as expected! !

Ten minutes ago, Future Jianxing left a message: [I ordered a milk tea takeaway for you. By the way, there are my comprehensive notes on the first essay in Gaoyi, which you can refer to. 】

Autograph? ? ?

So, will a person's handwriting change a lot in 20 years? ? ? ?

Cheng Xinglin jumped up from the side of the table, but the moment he jumped up, Jian Xing had already taken the takeaway from the delivery guy.

"So heavy?" Jian Xing hesitated.

"Oh, there is a book in it, brother, please open it and have a look." The delivery man said enthusiastically.

a book?

Jian Xing opened the takeaway pocket, reached out hesitantly, and was about to take out the book for reference.