I attacked the god of learning

"How can I prove that the person talking to Cheng Xinglin is my future self?"

This proves that the question is a bit difficult to do.

At first, Jian Xing considered asking Cheng Xinglin directly.

but……

After all, the idea that running script is my future self is a bit too big.

What if the other party is really Cheng Xinglin, an ordinary suitor.

It seems very bad to interrupt so presumptuously.

Jian Xing thought about it for a while, and felt that there was only one way to complete this proof question——

Looking for "running script" to ask for something.

A thing that no one else knows except "Jian Xing himself".

After determining the direction, Jian Xing only needs to fill in the content.

The first "thing" that Jian Xing thought of was several restaurants.

Jian Xing's family lives in the outskirts of the city, and his school friends usually don't go so far away with him to play.

So there are several private restaurants there, which no one knows except him.

You just need to find an excuse for Cheng Xinglin to treat him to a meal near his home.

But Jian Xing thought about the feeling of having a sore back and a sore back at the Happy Valley station all day—it is not easy for Cheng Xinglin to work part-time. This method needs to cost a lot of money, so he must pass it first.

Then, Jian Xing thought of his "computer".

He has two computers at home, one MAC and one Lenovo Xiaoxin.

Lenovo Xiaoxin was the one he brought to Cheng Xinglin to play games last time.

And MAC is also one that school friends don't even know he has.

Jian Xing thought about it, pretended that he wanted to repair the computer, and asked him if he had any recommended shops.

If Cheng Xinglin took him to the Apple flagship store...

Jian Xing directly denied this idea in his heart.

These days, MAC is not just a flagship store that can be repaired.

The streets are full of things that can be demolished and repaired, but they are not unique enough to be tested.

So what to do?

"Senior, what's wrong with you?" Cheng Xinglin saw that he hadn't spoken, and turned his head to look at him.

"It's nothing." Jian Xing came to his senses and smiled at him, "I just suddenly thought of a question related to quantum physics."

"You're interested in quantum physics now?!" Cheng Xinglin's eyes lit up.

and so--

Is it because of him that Xueshen embarked on the road of researching high-energy physics? !

"Now?" Jian Xing asked sharply.

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Cheng Xinglin: "No, I'm just asking... Are you suddenly interested in quantum physics now?"

"It's been a little lately." Jian Xing didn't ask further.

In order to cover up the fact that he was reading some messy physics books, Jian Xing changed the subject: "Let's not talk about this, continue with the class?"

The two reached a tacit agreement and continued today's lesson.

When Cheng Xinglin listened to Jian Xing's lecture on the history of physics, he also took a notebook and wrote and drew some names of people and formulas.

After talking for an hour and a half, I finally sorted out part of the history of physics today.

Jian Xing felt a little thirsty in his throat, so he took a sip of the soda water on the table.

While drinking, he glanced at Cheng Xinglin writing that notebook.

Today, Cheng Xinglin has a hair on his head that hasn't been combed, jumping around, looking very cute.

Jian Xing admired it for a while, and then went to look at the contents of his notebook.

The moment Jian Xing's eyes moved to Cheng Xinglin's notebook.

A bold idea suddenly appeared in Jian Xing's mind.

·

The next day.

Self-study time, secret base.

When they finished their self-study in the alley today, Ye Duluo asked Cheng Xinglin for something, so he stayed and said a few words.

While Ye Duluo left Cheng Xinglin behind, Jian Xing, who would normally wait for Cheng Xinglin, left early.

Cheng Xinglin felt that Jian Xing was in a hurry,

Jian Jian finished talking to Ye Duluo about the recommendations of the teaching aids, and hurried back to the secret base.

As soon as he went back, Cheng Xinglin saw Jian Xing rummaging through the bookshelves looking for things.

"Senior, what are you looking for?" Cheng Xinglin pushed up his sleeves and walked towards Jane.

"It's nothing, it's just a notebook. I remember I put it here." Jian Xing turned it over and explained, "I don't know why I can't find it."

"What color notebook? Let me find it for you."

Jian Xing blurted out: "The dark blue cover is about the size of A5. It's a loose-leaf coil book. The first page contains IMO points-raising skills."

"Okay, I'll look for it."

Cheng Xinglin nodded, and started from the other end, helping Jian Xing to look through the bookshelves together.

The two of them went through the bookshelf in 5 minutes, but they couldn't find the book that Jian Xing said at all.

Turning to the end, the two meet in the middle.

Jian Xing looked down at Cheng Xinglin, there seemed to be a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Cheng Xinglin felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

Cheng Xinglin: "Senior, is that notebook important?"

"Fortunately, it's not very important." As if to comfort Cheng Xinglin, Jian Xing smiled at him.

This action would have been more convincing if he hadn't turned his back and rubbed his brows lightly.

Cheng Xinglin thought, "Just lie."

That notebook is obviously very important.

After rubbing the center of his brows, Jian Xing stretched out the knots there, and said gently to Cheng Xinglin: "Don't delay our self-study, let's stop looking for it, and try to explain the next part of the history of physics to you today."

"but……"

"Maybe my memory is wrong, maybe even at home." Jian Xing smiled, "It's okay, let's start self-study."

With Jian Xing saying this, the two of them can only start self-study.

On the way home after self-study, Cheng Xinglin also told Jian Xing - if you have any clues when you go home, remember to tell him.

Jian Xing gestured an "OK".

But after Cheng Xinglin took a shower and wrote three math problems, he still hadn't received the good news from Jian Xing.

Cheng Xinglin could only take the initiative to ask him: [Senior, did you find your notebook? 】

Jian Xing waited for a while before returning: [Not yet. 】

Cheng Xinglin: [Then what should we do? 】

Jian Xing: [Just look for it. 】

Jian Xing: [I can't find it, I can make a new one, it's not a big problem. 】

If the problem is not serious, how could it be possible to search through boxes and cabinets in such a hurry today.

Cheng Xinglin didn't believe in Jian Xing at all.

But Jian Xing had already said so, and it was impossible for Cheng Xinglin to ask him for any more information.

Cheng Xinglin thought for a while, opened Pan Yangwen's chat box, Didi him.

【God Pan, are you there? 】

【Here is Beibi~】

After posting this "~" with wavy lines

Pan Yangwen seemed to have finally seen who this person was, so he quickly withdrew this message, and then sent a [Fuck].

Pan Yangwen: [Fuck, it's a primary school boy! 】

Pan Yangwen: [My name is Shunzui, you should not have seen it, otherwise I will be assassinated by Jian Xing soon! 】

... By the way, if someone sends a message, they will be caught.

Is this the world of your Neptune?

But Cheng Xinglin didn't have time to discuss this matter with Pan Yangwen tonight, so he said obediently: [Okay Pan Shen, no problem Pan Shen, do you want to talk about Lao Ye? 】

Pan Yangwen: [... woo woo woo, you bully people. 】

Cheng Xinglin: [Okay, I was joking.God Pan, I want to ask you a question. 】

Pan Yangwen: [Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 】

Cheng Xinglin: [That's right, did you know that the senior has a blue io point-raising notebook? 】

Pan Yangwen: [Yes, Blue Book, what's wrong? 】

Cheng Xinglin: [What's in that notebook?Is it important? 】

Pan Yangwen: [It’s just some mathematical thinking and learning methods. 】

Pan Yangwen: [Important or important, he has accumulated from listening to many lectures. 】

Pan Yangwen: 【However, you don’t need it in elementary school, not because you are good at it, but you can’t even reach this level in the college entrance examination. 】

Cheng Xinglin: 【I don't want to borrow...】

Cheng Xinglin: [Then God Pan, have you accumulated similar notes?It seems that I heard that you go to many summer camps together? 】

Pan Yangwen sent over a few soy bean sweats.

Pan Yangwen: [Primary school brother, I'm heartbroken. 】

Pan Yangwen: [Then I really don't have one. I can enjoy the shade by leaning against a big tree. I definitely won't do what Jian Xing can do. 】

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Well, now at least two things are clear, this notebook is very important, and even Pan Yangwen has no backup.

Cheng Xinglin decided to go to the secret base early every morning and search again.

But... what if you really can't find it?

Cheng Xinglin held up a pen and pressed it against his chin, frowning to think of a way.

Cheng Xinglin didn't even look at the phone at hand when it rang, he just tied it up and continued to worry.

In the future, Jian Xing originally wanted to say hello to Cheng Xinglin, but when he saw his sad face, he looked at him carefully and asked, "What's wrong? You're frowning?"

"Hey, no..." Cheng Xinglin didn't plan to tell Jian Xing in the future - after all, he couldn't travel through time and space to help him find a notebook.

However, the moment Cheng Xinglin turned his eyes to Jian Xing in the future, he suddenly thought of——

"By the way!" Cheng Xinglin's eyes lit up, "Xingshu, do you still have your high school notebooks in stock?"

"...all of them, what's the matter?"

"Then is there a book called io scoring skills? Is it a loose-leaf book with a blue cover?"

"I'll turn it over."

In the future, Jianxing will intelligently process all its belongings.

He opened the form tool to search and found it immediately.

Future Jianxing: "Yes, it's at my house, what's the matter?"

"No, no!" Cheng Xinglin's eyes lit up - if the future is still there, it means that the present must not be lost!

That's it - look hard, you'll definitely find it!

However, Cheng Xinglin's excitement turned into excitement, and he still hasn't lost his basic logic.

His brain was running fast, and he thought of a better way.

"So Xingshu, can you scan your score-raising skills for me?"

"You need this?" Future Jian Xing looked puzzled.

"Need!" Cheng Xinglin nodded heavily, "I really need it!"

"What do you need?" Xing Shu's gentle and doubtful gaze just now turned fierce, "It's Jian Xing's need."

Cheng Xinglin: "Ah..."

"Never make demands on me. Every time I make demands, it is for that person, and I want to beat him."

Cheng Xinglin: "Harm..."

that person……?

Isn't that yourself too?

You help yourself and get angry with yourself, why are you doing this?

Cheng Xinglin also wanted to persuade Xingshu to help Jian Xing, who is only 17 years old.

The running script over there had already stretched out his hand, grabbed Cheng Xinglin's face from the air, and then said "wait".

It went offline in a hurry.

Xing Shu didn't say how long to wait, and hung up the phone.

This is mainly because there is no need to say it, because the next second, Jian Xing's call from the future is on again.

While continuing, Future Jianxing sent Cheng Xinglin a scanned PDF.

After Cheng Xinglin downloaded it, he took it apart to see——

It is indeed a document scanned by future technology.

The clarity is ridiculously high.

Cheng Xinglin accepted the document contentedly, and then sent a message to Jian Xing, asking him what the notebook looked like.

Jian Xing originally said that he didn't want to trouble Cheng Xinglin to look for it again, so he didn't send him the picture.

But Cheng Xinglin couldn't stand it, so finally Jian Xing found the screenshots he bought at that time and gave Cheng Xinglin.

Jing/Dong/Logistics.

Next day delivery.

Cheng Xinglin picked up the notebook at school, took out the loose-leaf paper, grabbed the owner of the printing shop downstairs after school, and asked him to help print the contents of the scanned PDF on the loose-leaf paper.

Originally, Cheng Xinglin was worried about whether this would be successful.

But the boss downstairs is a talent proficient in PS.

He even used PS to help Cheng Xinglin subtract the original background of the scanned document, re-added some clarity and sharpness, and then printed it out for Cheng Xinglin with an inkjet printer.

After such an operation.

Even if you look closely, you can't tell whether it's handwritten or typed.

Cheng Xinglin took a notebook and looked closely at it, desperately.

Have to admit.

It is indeed ingenious.

Disguise real ones.

"Student." The boss patted his printer proudly, "Next time you do copy homework, come back to me!"

"High-tech homework copying allows you to achieve a better life without spending a single soldier."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Quite proud.

It encourages students to copy their homework.

I will report/report to you tomorrow.

While thinking, Cheng Xinglin stuffed the newly released "IMO Score Raising Skills" into his schoolbag.

Paying the boss with a mobile phone - printing the whole book for five yuan, this is indeed a conscientious business.

On the third day, Cheng Xinglin specially made an appointment with Jian Xing to the secret base at noon, under the pretense that we would look for it again, Cheng Xinglin took out the notebook he had copied in front of Jian Xing.

"I found it!" Cheng Xinglin grabbed the "found" notebook, jumped up, ran to Jian Xing, and handed it to Jian Xing like a treasure, "Look, is it this senior!"

"Let me take a look!" Jian Xing's tone was filled with unconcealable excitement.

With that said, Jian Xing took the notebook and opened it, his pupils dilated slightly.

This "IMO Score Raising Skills" looks exactly like his book.

If it wasn't for his copy being burned by himself the night before.

Jian Xing wondered if he really put this score raising technique in the secret base and then forgot.

However, in fact, Jian Xing burned the notebook not to increase the limit conditions of this experiment, so as to increase the credibility.

But...

In Jian Xing's verification method, there is a very, very small possibility that "Xing Shu" is really not his future self.

If this possibility is the truth, and he wasted Cheng Xinglin's time to accompany him on this boring verification.

Jian Xing felt that he had to pay a price.

Regardless of the price, whether Cheng Xinglin knows it or not.

Of course—now the price has become an advance payment, and he has successfully verified—the "running script" is himself.

future self.

Now the next step of the plan should be to continue to find ways to contact Jianxing in the future.

Let him use future technical means to restore the deleted monitoring.

However, all this is not as smooth as Jian Xing imagined.

because.

Something happened to Cheng Xinglin.