I attacked the god of learning

Pang Mengqiu was talking about a very simple knowledge point over and over again.

After speaking twice, the students below didn't understand much. She was just about to lose her temper when she was overwhelmed by Jian Xing who pushed the door in.

Pang Mengqiu looked at Jian Xing in shock.

After 2 minutes, her whole face turned from white to red, and she was very angry: "You said——what are you talking about?!"

"Corrective punishment of students violates the law?" Jian Xing asked lightly, "Or is your teaching level not good enough?"

Pang Mengqiu: "..."

"You can? You can come to class?"

Jian Xing is indeed good. What Pang Mengqiu is talking about is nothing more than a very simple subjunctive mood. Jian Xing writes the knowledge points of ifas on the blackboard.

A few cases were cited, and the subjunctive mood was explained clearly in a few words.

It only takes three to five minutes to write knowledge points and teach, and everyone nods again and again-this is the meeting, really.

"What do you know?!" Pang Mengqiu was furious, "Luo Yueyue, you know?!"

Luo Yueyue, who she called by name, was indeed very average in English, unable to remember words, and confused about grammar.

Luo Yueyue has long been unhappy with her, and when she heard the roll call, she immediately stood up: "Yes? Teacher, Senior Jian Xing can hear clearly. If you don't believe me, you can ask me a question?"

Pang Mengqiu: "..."

She heard it, Luo Yueyue really knew it, and wanted to embarrass her by translating the text like Cheng Xinglin just now!

"Why should I write a question to test you? Sit down for me!" Pang Mengqiu said angrily, "Jian Xing, I know you are a top student and the favorite of a second-year teacher in high school, but why do you interfere with my classroom teaching?!"

"I will apologize for interfering with the classroom teaching, but the class is over, so it is not considered a class anymore, are you right, teacher?" Jian Xing was not angry, but just said slowly, "But teacher, you can only say—interference Is classroom teaching an excuse?"

Pang Mengqiu looked at Jian Xing in disbelief.

Jian Xing continued to output: "If you really value the classroom, why don't you improve the level of classroom teaching?"

"What did you say?!"

"The student has mastered English learning methods that you haven't mastered. You don't ask him what's the matter, but just drive him out." Jian Xing asked lightly, "I think it's too difficult to improve my teaching quality, but it's embarrassing for one Students are easy, so did you decide to do it?"

Jian Xing slowly raised his eyes, staring at Pang Mengqiu with a sense of oppression: "Do you really think that you are doing the right thing?"

The door was not closed when Jane came in, and when the get out of class was over, there was the most student flow. Many people walked back and forth at the door. Seeing that something was wrong inside, they couldn't help but look inside.

So, You Huai was finally attracted.

"what happened?"

You Huai walked in with the books he needed for the next class, and closed the door behind him.

"Teacher You, don't worry about it." As soon as Pang Mengqiu saw You Huai, he immediately entered a snarky mode.

"Ah? What the hell? He didn't say anything. Is it wrong to punish students corporal punishment? If students don't adapt to the class, they can learn by themselves? And Mr. Pang, you can't do it in class. Didn't the head of the teaching and research team personally say that? Wrong."

It was not You Huai who had to talk like a machine gun, but didn't say a good word, but Xu Mengze, the head teacher of Jian Xing's class who came in with You Huai.

But what he said was not to defend his shortcomings.

Xu Mengze, it's purely because he is stupid in learning mathematics.

He believes that the rules of the world are as rigid as mathematics, that axioms and theorems cannot be overthrown, and he doesn't understand the slightest bit of human sophistication.

But because he was recruited by the school from the neighboring school with a lot of money to engage in competitions, so...

There are some people in this world who do not understand the world at all, can offend people when they speak, and still live very well.

Pang Mengqiu was really overwhelmed by Xu Mengze.

It's already very embarrassing to be pointed at the output by the students just now.

Then I was pointed out in front of the whole class by my colleagues that "the teaching and research team leader said that the teaching level is poor".

What face does she have?

but……

It's impossible for Pang Mengqiu to make a fuss about this matter.

Jian Xing's sentence "Corporal punishment of students breaks the law" is true. It violated Article 30 of the "Teacher Law".

Pang Mengqiu didn't dare to cry, so he could only pack up his things, hold back his tears and leave.

Jian Xing frowned, originally wanted to catch Pang Mengqiu and ask her to apologize to Cheng Xinglin.

But You Huai shook his head slightly and stopped Jian Xing from continuing.

Xu Mengze didn't understand their detours. He glanced at Jian Xing, and suddenly remembered that there was a question that he could discuss with Jian Xing, so he went to pull him.

But Jian Xing said to Xu Mengze: "Teacher, I want to have a few words with Cheng."

"Oh." Xu Mengze nodded, "Don't talk too long, I'll wait for you in the office."

Jian Xing nodded, pulled Cheng Xinglin, and found a secluded place.

As soon as he stood in a secluded place, Jian Xing stretched out his hand impatiently, touched Cheng Xinglin's head, and said in a low voice, "I'm not wronged."

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Cheng Xinglin: "..."

In fact, there was no grievance, but Jian Xing said so, but it made his nose a little sore.

Cheng Xinglin rubbed his nose and laughed: "I'm not wronged. Before I went out to stand, I also felt that one more thing is worse than one thing less—I won't think so in the future, and I will try my best to protect myself."

Cheng Xinglin said seriously: "Try hard not to worry the seniors!"

Jian Xing: "..."

Jian Xing: "In general, I still hope you make me worry more."

Cheng Xinglin looked at Jian Xing.

Jian Xing: "Why don't we divide the work."

Cheng Xinglin blinked.

"I'll protect you." Jian Xing said seriously, "You are only responsible, tell me if you have anything, is it reasonable?"

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

How does Cheng Xinglin feel? In less than fifteen days, his little notebook has been filled up ten times.

Seeing Cheng Xinglin blushing, Jian Xing felt that his goal had been achieved.

So she withdrew her red fingertips, straightened her suit and bow tie, and said, "Then I, shall I go to Teacher Xu's first?"

"Go!" Cheng Xinglin said immediately.

"See you in tutoring at night?" Jian Xing asked.

"See you at the tutoring session tonight!" Cheng Xinglin said firmly.

Then Cheng Xinglin watched Jian Xing pick up the grades and left, and he returned to the class to start writing essays for the next subject.

However, he didn't wait until night to meet Jane.

Because at the break of the second class, Hang Yitong ran in in a panic, threw Cheng Xinglin's writing pen, and before Cheng Xinglin hit him, he jumped and said, "It's not good, brother Lin!! Teacher You called Jianshen Going to lecture!!"

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Cheng Xinglin, who had been interrupted to learn the expression "I'm going to kill someone" just now, panicked instantly.

He pushed his desk and rushed straight to the office.

At the same time, a cup of latte art coffee was placed in front of Jian Xing who was called to "teach me".

You Huai said enthusiastically, "Come to Jianxing, and have a cup of teacher's latte art coffee."

"Thank you teacher, what kind of flowers are these?" Jian Xing looked carefully and asked, "Is it some kind of excrement?"

You Huai: "..."

You Huai: "You are really Xu Mengze's lover."

To be frank in this regard, it can be said that he has become a teacher.

Jian Xing's apprenticeship was more than that. He took a sip of coffee and asked directly: "Teacher, did you come here to criticize me for not treating Pang Mengqiu like that?"

"Teacher Pang Mengqiu!" You Huai beat him up, "Teacher doesn't even shout!"

You Huai finished the beating, sat down again, and said, "Actually, you didn't say anything wrong, but you were too impulsive. If Pang Mengqiu spread this matter, took it out of context and said that your moral character is not good, and reported it to Tsinghua University, what should you do?"

"I love my teacher, and I love the truth more. Tsinghua University will not fail to understand this truth." Jian Xing looked at You Huai indifferently and solemnly, and said lightly, "Besides, Tsinghua University is just."

Tsinghua only! !

Is this speaking human language? ? ?

"What I mean is, I can take care of Cheng Xinglin's affairs."

"You can, you can." You Huai was really annoyed, "If I knew today, why did I do it in the first place——I came to you mainly to talk about this."

"That's it?" Jian Xing asked.

"I called you to come here, but I actually want to tell you that in this situation, you can apply to me for some classes and go to self-study by yourself."

"I mentioned it before." Jian Xing said, "Cheng Xinglin said that he still wants to respect the teacher. Sitting in the classroom is different from not sitting in the classroom. That's why I didn't make this application."

You Huai's hand that was about to drink coffee stopped.

At this moment, he decided—he is not a magnanimous person at all. In this matter, if he does not allow Pang Mengqiu to deduct his salary, he will resign and will not be a teacher of class 27.

But these words cannot be said to students either.

So You Huai said angrily: "I know how to carry it to death, use him like this!"

After You Huai finished speaking, he threw out a class schedule and threw it in front of Jian Xing.

"This is?" Jian Xing asked.

You Huai: "I investigated the teachers on our side who are willing to let Cheng Xinglin take self-study in their classes. In the future, it doesn't matter whether he shows up in the classroom or not."

You Huai explained clearly to Jian Xing just now.

The office door was roughly pushed open, Cheng Xinglin saw that Jian Xing was really sitting in front of You Huai, and immediately couldn't hold back.

Immediately ran over and stood between You Huai and Jian Xing.

"Teacher You." Cheng Xinglin immediately apologized, "This matter is all my fault, and if you criticize it, you must be criticizing me. I will sit with you to criticize, let the senior go!"

As Cheng Xinglin said, he even winked at Jane, telling him to run quickly.

You Huai looked at Cheng Xinglin worriedly.

This child didn't marry Jian Xing, a pretty daughter-in-law.

Why are you so protective? ?

You Huai was so worried that his hair turned gray, he raised his hand to catch up with Cheng Xinglin: "I am indeed criticizing you, not only criticizing, but also punishing."

Cheng Xinglin didn't even blink: "Yes."

"Then you won't be allowed to attend Teacher Mi Qing's class next term. What about 207, 307, where is it cool? If you don't get 130 in math, don't come back to see me."

Cheng Xinglin: "...huh?"

Is it to let him change places for self-study?

It doesn't sound like punishment, does it? ? ?

But You Huai groaned, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Little classmate, accept the punishment of mathematics!!"

·

Say something.

Mathematics can indeed be described as "sanction".

Because mathematics is really too difficult!

Although Cheng Xinglin has Jian Xing in his hands, he has steadily lowered the difficulty of learning mathematics by a lot.

Jian Xing analyzed it to Cheng Xinglin. In fact, "If you are not good at mathematics, there are usually two problems. The first is that you don't understand the concepts, and the second is that you don't have problem-solving skills."

In high school mathematics, the types of questions that can be answered by a mathematical formula are actually very limited, basically there are only a few types.

This underlying logic of problem solving is trained based on understanding concepts.

Jian Xing divided Cheng Xinglin's math tutoring time into two parts.

The first block is to derive and explain the memory formula module.

There was no small blackboard in the secret base, so Jian Xing spread the draft paper on the table, touched Cheng Xinglin's hair, and deduced formula by formula from scratch.

Stop and figure out anything you don't understand.

After understanding and then memorizing the formula, there will be no problem.

The duration of this section is generally about one hour to one and a half hours.

The second piece is to do questions to consolidate the formula.

It is divided into basic questions and advanced questions.

Generally speaking, it is enough to simply use the formula to solve the basic questions. In this part of the question, only one formula is tested for each question.

Under each basic formula, Jian Xing and Cheng Xinglin sorted out examples that he could find and applied the formula in different ways.

There are two or three exams for each method, and Cheng Xinglin will summarize after finishing. Basically, the routine of how to take the exam is already clear.

This usually takes an hour to an hour and a half.

"Actually, as long as these two sections are done well, the mathematics is at least 110 to 120." Jian Xing said to Cheng Xinglin, "But I think, if we have time, we can still practice the higher questions."

There are two kinds of elevation questions.

The first is the in-depth application of a knowledge point. For example, this big question is about solving triangles.

Therefore, both the law of sine and the triangular surface basis formula should be used.

As long as the basic questions are done well in this kind of application, generally there will be no problems, just practice one or two questions alone to get familiar with the question-making mode.

The other kind of question is the finale in the legend, which requires the comprehensive use of mathematical knowledge across sections to solve the problem.

For example, geometry is used, and functions are used to solve it.

In fact, it is indeed very difficult to break through this plate in fifteen days.

But Cheng Xinglin had a huge advantage - he was only a freshman in high school.

The scope of electives has not yet been covered in the first year of high school, and the two areas that often appear in the finale - conic sections and derivatives - have not been taught yet.

Therefore, the finale range is very narrow.

If the exam is a bit abnormal, the final question may be the addition sequence of inequalities.

A less perverted possibility would be solid geometry.

Adding series of inequalities is a common test in the competition.

And the competition is often tested...

That's even more of a simple field.

Jian Xing did two things. The first thing was to teach Cheng Xinglin the problem-solving methods in the competition in a very skillful way, so that he could have ideas when he got the questions.

The second thing was that he put the sequence and inequality at the top for Cheng Xinglin to review, and after the review, he threw the sequence problem to Cheng Xinglin every day.

Ask him to do it first, and then sort out the ideas for solving the problem.

After sorting it out for a few days, Cheng Xinglin found out.

"It seems... there are only a few basic routines for the exam?"

"There are really only these types." Jian Xing actually summed it up a long time ago.

It's just that the routines of the questions—especially the routines of the finale questions—can't be mastered directly.

You have to do your own calculations, look at it, and summarize it yourself in order to know what is inside.

Jian Xing said to Cheng Xinglin: "When you come across this kind of question, if you don't have any ideas, you can just use the routines you have compiled, and write in whichever one suits you, and maybe you can get some points."

Cheng Xinglin fully understood and followed Jian Xing's request.

I have to say that Jian Xing is really a hook.

According to his method of promoting Cheng Xinglin's mathematics learning, it only takes more than 5 hours a day, but Cheng Xinglin's mathematics performance has been improved very quickly.

but.

This method of learning is not without its drawbacks.

Because the time is too tight, Jian Xing knew from the very beginning of the design—"If this learning task is to be really implemented, Cheng Xinglin must be very focused every minute."

Even a delay of just one day will completely destroy the whole plan.

Therefore, there is indeed an element of gambling luck in it.

Fortunately, he and Cheng Xinglin have always had good luck.

I don't know if Jian Xing misunderstood their luck in finding the teacher's fracture.

In short, on the third day of the class, Chongqing ushered in another heavy rain.

Chongqing was completely cooled by the heavy rain that suddenly fell in May, and Cheng Xinglin also caught a cold in this heavy rain.

·

It was Hang Yitong who first noticed something was wrong with Cheng Xinglin today.

Hang Yitong recently knew that Cheng Xinglin was working hard, so he usually wouldn't bother him.

But there is a Xueba in the back seat of him, so he must get more credit, and see what the Xueba is doing all day long!

Then, this morning, he saw Cheng Xinglin rubbing his eyes.

His face was also a little pale.

"Brother Lin, do you have a cold?" Hang Yitong observed for a while, and finally seized a time when Cheng Xinglin was changing books, and spoke to him.

Cheng Xinglin rubbed his eyes with his fingers, hesitating: "I... have a cold?"

He didn't close the window properly last night when the temperature dropped, and he woke up this morning wrapped tightly in the quilt, and Mimi Ba was also curled up in his arms, but he still felt cold.

Without thinking too much, I added a piece of clothing, but the chill never faded.

Cheng Xinglin usually doesn't sneeze or have a runny nose when he catches a cold. He is usually mentally ill for a couple of days, and then either heals completely, or turns into a cough.

So he never found out that he had a cold.

"It's obviously a cold." Hang Yitong said, "Brother Lin, sit down, and I'll get some medicine for your infirmary."

"No need." Cheng Xinglin rubbed his temples wearily, "Just go and get me a cup of coffee."

"...Don't you take medicine?"

"I'm already sleepy enough to take medicine." Cheng Xinglin shook his head, "Go to sleep right away—bring me a cup of coffee, strong."

Hang Yitong felt that there was something wrong with him doing this, but... now Cheng Xinglin has the halo of a master of learning, it seems that the masters of learning are all those who have a fever of 39 degrees and still insist on studying.

So Hang Yitong didn't think much about it, and returned four or five bottles of coffee for Cheng Xinglin.

——It's quite considerate, and they all buy hot coffee.

Hang Yitong poured hot coffee into a thermos cup, combining drinking more hot water with refreshing.

Maybe this miraculous method is useful, anyway, after Cheng Xinglin drank the coffee, he really stopped dozing off.

He devoted himself to efficient study again, and persisted for a day like this. At four o'clock in the afternoon, he arrived at the secret base, ready to start today's mathematics teaching and learning.

Before leaving, Cheng Xing did not forget to bring a thermos.

Jian Xing saw his thermos cup and asked, "Why didn't you bring your transparent cup here today?"

Cheng Xinglin: "...Just, it's cold, I want to drink some hot water."

Cheng Xinglin is not good at lying, seeing Jian Xing nodded, he quickly changed the subject: "Senior, which part shall we learn today?"

Jian Xing didn't feel that there was anything wrong. He sat down, took out the draft paper, and said, "We will learn vectors today."

vector……

Cheng Xinglin was very, very afraid of this.

If you still try to understand trigonometric functions, then vectors are purely a bible model.

Cheng Xinglin drank a big sip of coffee before class started in order to understand this bible.

But he had no experience of drinking coffee, and he didn't know that coffee had the ultimate adaptation.

If you drink too much coffee in one day, drinking it later will have no effect.

This adaptation varies from person to person and should be a protective mechanism of the body.

Cheng Xinglin was distracted while listening to Jian Xing's two strokes, so he could only secretly pinch his thigh with his left hand.

Each pinch can be exchanged for 2 minutes of waking time.

Cheng Xinglin staggered on like this, trying to absorb Vector's knowledge.

Just when he pinched himself exactly the third time.

Jian Xing, who was still deriving knowledge points seriously just now, stopped suddenly.

Cheng Xinglin was so sleepy that his thinking slowed down by half a beat.

He dazedly saw Jian Xing standing up, watching Jian Xing bend down, and the next moment, his knees and back were stressed.

Before Cheng Xinglin could struggle, Jian Xing had already put him on the sofa.

Then, Jian Xing's palm covered his forehead.

Jian Xing frowned slightly and asked, "You are sick, why didn't you tell me?"

·

"I...it's not a serious illness..." Cheng Xinglin smiled, and wanted to struggle, but was pushed back by Jian Xing.

Seeing Jian Xing's furrowed eyebrows, Cheng Xinglin felt very uncomfortable.

He also didn't want to be sick at this time to delay the progress.

Jian Xing is doing his best to help him, but because he didn't manage his health well, it affected the effect of today's study.

Guilt, self-blame, and worry about the exam in seven days were mixed together, but Cheng Xinglin just smiled.

Cheng Xinglin seemed cheerful: "It's okay senior, let me get up, I can still learn!"

"Learning what?" Jian Xing pushed him back, pressed him on the sofa, and asked seriously, "Have you taken any medicine?"

Cheng Xinglin didn't dare to lie, he could only say: "I was afraid of falling asleep, so I didn't eat..."

After hearing what Cheng Xinglin said, Jian Xing stood up directly.

Cheng Xinglin panicked instantly——

He felt that Jian Xing seemed very angry.

So in just one second, Cheng Xinglin reviewed his actions and reflected deeply.

Jian Xing was angry for a reason.

When I was sick, I insisted on not taking the medicine, and if I delayed more progress, the loss outweighed the gain.

How do I...

so stupid.

Cheng Xinglin sat up from the sofa, feeling palpitations due to dizziness, but he quickly grabbed Jian Xing and said, "Senior, don't be angry, I... I was wrong, I will do a good job in health management in the future."

Jian Xing: "..."

"I'm not angry." Jian Xing knelt down helplessly, and gently stroked his head, "I'm just distressed, not angry."

"..."

Jian Xing: "I got up to get you medicine. I prepared some special medicine here. I used to take that when I had a cold, and it got better quickly."

Jian Xing added: "You can't make the cold worse, otherwise it won't affect the progress of the day."

Yes... that's it.

Hearing Jian Xing's explanation, Cheng Xinglin slowly let go of his hand.

Jian Xing came over with the medicine, walked to the table, picked up Cheng Xinglin's thermos cup and was about to hand it to him.

Suddenly, I felt something was wrong, I took the thermos back, unscrewed it to have a look—very good, it was coffee.

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Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Today it seems that God is going to kill him.

But before Cheng Xinglin could speak, Jian Xing had already put down the coffee and went to boil hot water.

While pressing the kettle to turn on, Jian Xing asked, "When did you buy coffee?"

...how to ask this question?

Cheng Xinglin recalled it for a while, and told Jian Xing, "Isn't it… past nine o'clock in the morning?"

"When reciting words?"

Cheng Xinglin nodded.

The kettle has started to operate, and the water in it is gurgling, which is a sound that makes people feel warm.

"Drinking some coffee at that time ensured the efficiency of memorizing words, which is correct." Jian Xing said, "You did a good job."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

That's it? ?

Can this be praised? ? ?

This can of course be praised.

Jian Xing knew that Cheng Xinglin was under a lot of psychological pressure.

Then he can only become Cheng Xinglin's supporter.

After Jian Xing finished boiling the hot water, he poured it into his own cup and mixed it with cold water to make it warm, and then took the medicine to Cheng Xinglin to take.

Watching him finish eating, Jian Xing covered him with a blanket, took off his coat and added a thicker layer, and put it on him.

"Close your eyes and rest for a while. I will adjust the study progress tonight. It won't waste a lot of time."

I don't know which one is the cause of Cheng Xinglin's drowsiness, the cold medicine, the accumulated fatigue of the day, Jian Xing's promise, or the smell of sea salt on his school uniform.

But Cheng Xinglin curled up on the sofa, hugged the pillow, covered with Jian Xing's clothes and blanket, and soon fell asleep.

Didn't sleep well either.

This kind of resting dream is like a freehand abstract painting, large and small sounds are distorted into one piece, and the distance between dream and reality is very narrow.

He vaguely heard the bell for the end of get out of class and the voices of students outside.

People poured into his building for club activities and poured out.

More human voices constitute a noisy outside world.

The sea-salt-lemon-scented clothes covering him wrapped him up, protecting him from the outside world with a sense of security.

The combination of the two makes the quality of sleep extremely high.

Cheng Xing broke out in sweat before sleeping, and felt a little lighter.

He woke up naturally.

It was already dark when he woke up, and Jian Xing went out for some reason, but because of the small light on the table, it didn't make Cheng Xinglin feel lonely when he woke up, but warm.

There was a notebook standing under the small lamp, fearing that Cheng Xinglin might not see it, he drew a huge arrow pointing at the desk.

Cheng Xinglin stood up in his sweat-soaked clothes, walked under the lamp, and saw a clean school uniform.

On the school uniform is a post-it note with the corner turned up.

The post-it note said: [If you wake up before I call you, change your clothes first, and then find me at the school’s small kiosk near the lake. 】

Cheng Xing woke up a little dazed, read the note two or three times, figured out what Jian Xing said, and then looked down at the school uniform.

Cheng Xinglin didn't bring many school uniforms, so this school uniform that smelled of sea salt and lemon could only be simple.

Put on……

Jian Xing's clothes?

Including a close-fitting T-shirt?

Cheng Xinglin hesitated for a moment, but he also knew that he couldn't go out in wet clothes, so he changed into Jian Xing's school uniform.

Because Cheng Xinglin was too thin, Jian Xing's suit was a bit dangling on him.

But maybe because he knew that he would be dangling, Jian Xing added an extra sweater to the pile of school uniforms.

Wear the T-shirt inside the jacket so that the clothes inside will not leak around.

Cheng Xinglin got dressed and looked at the time—it was 45:[-] in the evening, and he had just started studying late for a while.

There was no one in the campus, and the small pavilion that Jian Xing chose was very secluded. When Cheng Xinglin walked over, he saw Jian Xing busy on the grass outside the pavilion.

One side of the pavilion faces the lake, and the other three sides are grass and trees.

Jian Xing seemed to be hanging something between the two trees.

Hearing footsteps, Jian Xing turned his head, looked at Cheng Xinglin, and immediately smiled: "Are you up? Are you feeling better?"

Cheng Xinglin shook his refreshing head, nodded: "It should be completely healed—Senior, why did you call me here?"

"This is the place I often come to in the summer of my freshman year of high school."

"The summer of the first year of high school..." Cheng Xinglin thought for a while and asked, "Is it the time for the seniors to prepare for the provincial exam in September?"

Jian Xing nodded: "Yes."

Jian Xing: "At that time, the preparations for the battle were not very smooth, and I didn't want to stay in the room all the time, so I came out to find inspiration, and then I found here."

Jian Xing looked at the empty grass and said, "When I first came here, there were a lot of fireflies. Looking at them, some inspirations that I didn't have emerged."

That must be beautiful.

Cheng Xinglin imagined that there were dots of fireflies where Jian Xing was standing, and he thought it was very beautiful just by imagining it.

It's a pity that now that the pavilion has repaired the lights, it's not midsummer.

There will never be any more fireflies.

"What a pity." Cheng Xinglin said, "There are no more fireflies now."

"Who said no?" Jian Xing asked him with a smile.

The moment he finished asking, Jian Xing pressed the switch in his hand.

In an instant, green particles like broken stars floated, twinkled, haunting Jian Xing.

It seemed that midsummer came suddenly, and all the fireflies were inspired by Cheng Xinglin.

It's all out.

·

"..." Cheng Xinglin looked at "Firefly" and Jian Xing standing inside in shock.

This scene is even more beautiful than he imagined.

It turned out that Jian Xing just hung these small lights between two trees.

Cheng Xinglin was dumbfounded.

Cheng Xinglin was dumbfounded, but Jian Xing stepped up from under the pavilion.

He turned on the light switch of the pavilion, and Cheng Xinglin was stabbed by the light, and then he realized that - on the stone table in the middle of the pavilion, all their math learning tools were placed.

"Let's learn vector again." Jian Xing clapped his hands and sat down, "In this place, there may be different ideas."

Cheng Xinglin sat down immediately, then lowered his head.

The two people's hair clashed, and their hair touched each other. Under the light that was not too bright, they began to study the vector.

This place has a breeze that backs onto the lake.

But wrapped in the school uniform that Jian Xing added a knitted sweater to him, it is not cold at all, but a little cool, which makes people sober.

The surrounding green grass exudes a unique fragrance after the rain, and the never-ending lights of artificial fireflies seem to enter summer overnight, and they also bring the mysterious substance that inspired Jian Xing back then to Cheng Xinglin.

Just as Jian Xing said.

Cheng Xinglin understood the vector that was puzzling just now.

They studied so hard that they didn't even hear it was raining outside.

In the hazy drizzle, two top campus handsome guys got together.In the past, a very small number of people saw and found this beautiful scene, and they were so excited that they quickly took pictures and uploaded them to the forum.

Good pictures to share, sisters! !

Look!

A buddhist couple came out to study for us! !

The original intention of the person who posted it was to share happiness, but there are always some Cao Dan people in this world who are not happy in their hearts.

Lu Sihe saw it and closed his eyes angrily.

Then he sent the photo to a cannon fodder like Xin Zhuo, and then the cannon fodder took the photo and knocked on the door of the moral education director's office.