I attacked the god of learning

The expression on the head teacher's face can really be described as cloudy or cloudy.

The homeroom teacher looked at the letter of commitment held in Jian Xing's hand for a while, and finally raised the thermos cup to take a sip, but still didn't speak.

Cheng Xinglin looked at his trembling fingertips, and there was always a feeling that the head teacher was going to smash this thermos cup at Jian Xing in the next moment.

Cheng Xinglin was used to the kind of beatings and fights with first-class reflexes, so he subconsciously blocked Jian Xing.

But the head teacher just put down the water glass.

He glanced at Cheng Xinglin, sighed, didn't say anything, and asked Jian Xing: "Are you sure, you made this commitment letter after careful consideration."

"Sure." Jian Xing said.

"You promise, this decision is definitely not made for anyone else, but only because I am responsible for my own life." The head teacher looked at Jian Xing majesticly with his gaze like a sword.

Cheng Xinglin really wanted to jump out and help Jian Xing assure, but Jian Xing thought about it, and said first: "Teacher, actually, I don't think that making some life choices for others' is irresponsible behavior."

"Whether it's better to make decisions for your career, or better to make decisions for others, we can't decide."

This is actually a very complex philosophical question.

Some philosophers believe that we should dedicate our lives to the cause and reason.

But there are also some philosophers who believe that people are doing some useless work all their lives, that they can never get close to the truth, and that the only thing they can do is to hug the people they love around them.

Cheng Xinglin half understood what he heard, but out of love for Jian Xing, he nodded blankly.

After Jian Xing finished speaking, he said: "But... the decision to give up Tsinghua University for another year is really only for myself."

When the head teacher heard Jian Xing's previous rhetoric, he was already angry.

Suppressing the fire and listening to him saying that the latter one is to go to IMO again for himself, after listening to it, he grabbed the letter of commitment in his hand extremely impatiently.

"Okay." The class teacher threw the letter of commitment on the table, "Put this thing down, and roll the paper bag on the table."

The teacher in charge was very angry. He sat down without looking at Jian Xing, and turned his back to him: "I don't want to see you until the end of the summer vacation. Go wherever you like."

... how angry it is.

Cheng Xinglin was so overwhelmed by the head teacher's strong aura that he didn't dare to speak. He watched Jian Xing pick up the file bag, and then hurriedly left the office with him.

The two ran to the corner of the stairs, Jian Xing stood down, Cheng Xinglin still had lingering fears: "Is it all right here?"

"What's the matter, my class teacher doesn't eat people." Jian Xing smiled, "Don't worry, I won't chase me out."

"Oh." Cheng Xinglin managed to calm down a bit, and then remembered what Jian Xing said to the head teacher just now.

He couldn't help but said to Jian Xing: "Senior."

"Ok?"

"What you said just now, I think it's pretty good." Cheng Xinglin gave a thumbs up, "It's very deep."

"Deepness..." Jian Xing smiled wryly and shook his head, "It's just grand."

"what?"

Jian Xing held the file bag, stared out of the window by the stairwell, and said in a low voice: "I mean, even if the decision to stay is made because of you, why should others say that my decision is unreasonable and unacceptable. "

·

help...

Can you stop, using such a serious expression and saying such serious words.

Cheng Xinglin looked to the left to see Jian Xing's serious and sharp side face, and to the right to see Jian Xing's cold and firm eyes reflected in the glass.

Wherever you look...

Excited.

Cheng Xinglin glanced left and right, and saw Jian Xing smiled at the glass, and said, "However, I really only want to give up the recommendation to retake the IMO exam for my own sake - I don't worry about you, can you forgive me?"

"Yes... yes." Cheng Xinglin was dizzy from being teased, and he didn't understand what Jian Xing was apologizing to him.

In the end, Cheng Xinglin could only urge him: "By the way, what is the bag your head teacher gave you just now, can you open it and have a look?"

"If I'm not wrong, it should be a registration form or a timetable or something."

As Jian Xing said, he opened the file bag.

The moment the file bag was opened, the headers of some registration forms were exposed inside.

Their homeroom teacher has sorted out all the summer camps and national math competitions that can be participated in this summer vacation.

Attach the timetable and registration form, arrange them into a pile, put them in a file bag, and send them to practice.

The head teacher said that he didn't want to see Jian Xing, a thankless thing.

But in action, he silently helped him.

"Your class teacher... still cares about you very much." Cheng Xinglin took out some registration forms and couldn't help but say.

"En." Jian Xing smiled.

"But there are so many summer camps and competitions, which one do you go to?"

"This." Jian Xing took a registration form from Cheng Xinglin's hand that he was looking at, and showed it to him.

"If you can pass the exam, you can just go to the high-level camp in July."

Cheng Xinglin took a look.

This registration form said Qiu Chengtong Math Summer Camp.

Cheng Xinglin was not too clear about the status of this summer camp.

"Isn't this Mr. Qiu very good in your mathematics competition circle?"

"Generally powerful." Jian Xing said.

"Oh."

"It is only at the level that Tsinghua can open a mathematical science center under his name."

"……"Help.

Cheng Xinglin hurriedly read the summer camp form with both hands in his hands, and found that the registration deadline on this form was twelve o'clock today, and the exam date was three days later—July [-]th.

It is full of two days of review time.

Cheng Xinglin thought—then what are you waiting for, time is tight and tasks are heavy, so hurry up to learn.

Cheng Xinglin stuffed the registration form into Jian Xing's file bag, then hugged the file bag in his arms, snatched Jian Xing's schoolbag, carried it on his shoulder, and said, "Let's go!"

Seeing his "generous sacrifice" expression, Jian Xing couldn't help laughing: "What are you doing?"

"From now on, I'll order takeaway, I'll clean the room, and I'll get you what you want, so you don't have to think about anything, just study hard!"

"I'm so relaxed?" Jian Xing couldn't help laughing.

"Sure! I promise to help you with everything—go, secret base."

"But I don't really want to go to the secret base today, can I change it?"

"It must be possible!"

Not to mention changing places, even if Jian Xing is going to float in the swimming pool today, he will review together while drinking milk tea and basking in the moonlight.

Cheng Xinglin will take care of it for him.

However, when Cheng Xinglin walked into the party hall that Jian Xing took him to, he still felt—well, a little over.

"Yes, are you going to learn while playing?" Cheng Xinglin asked cautiously.

Jian Xing was noncommittal, did not answer Cheng Xinglin, but carried a pink Canon photo printer from the front desk, and took Cheng Xinglin to the Zhilan Hall on the second floor.

Walking into the Zhilan Hall, Jian Xing put the small printer into a pile of shiny decorations on the table, rested his finger on the photo printer, and said with a smile to Cheng Xinglin: "Tomorrow at six o'clock in the evening, I will make an appointment for you." The classmates and teachers in your class are gathering here."

"Printers and small decorations, you can use them as you like. If you want to create any arrangement, you can also ask the staff to help you. This is Pan Yangwen's family property, so don't worry about it."

Cheng Xinglin looked at the pile of things on Jian Xing's table with complicated eyes.

After a while, he said dumbly: "But, you..."

"There is a small box inside, the windows are open and the ventilation is very good. I happened to study in it."

"Then I, the book boy..."

"Cheng Xinglin, do you know that I actually don't need you to do anything."

"You can live your day well, and you don't miss all the important moments about yourself..."

Jian Xing thought for a while, then added with a smile: "...you are by my side. Adding all these up is the best support for me."

·

I may have been really lucky in my previous life, so I can meet Jian Xing in this life...

Cheng Xinglin actually wanted to say thank you to the future Jian Xing, but an hour ago, the future Jian Xing had already told him that he was going to participate in a closed project recently and could not meet for the time being.

While thinking about Jian Xing, Cheng Xinglin lowered his head to select photos on his phone.

He is actually a person who doesn't like to take pictures with his mobile phone, so he can only dig around in the space of his friends in the class, collect enough [-] pictures, and print them out with a photo printer one by one.

When he was about to leave when he was divided into classes last time, his classmates gave him this little decoration.

This time I did it by myself, so I realized how troublesome it is. Every photo has to be lined with cardboard and then cut out, and then hung with a bit of beauty.

So Cheng Xinglin hung up the star lamp three times.

It took eight or nine hours to set up the party hall. After the arrangement, Cheng Xinglin packed up all the things and sat at the door of the party hall to wait for the students from class 27.

After five o'clock, time goes very slowly.

Near six o'clock, footsteps finally sounded outside.

Hang Yitong charged forward, pushed open the door, and shouted: "Brother Lin, please eat, who is No.1, I am No.1! Brother Lin, are you here?"

"coming."

But Hang Yitong has no mind to care whether Cheng Xing is coming or not.

Before he rushed in, he was as happy as a husky who hadn't been out for half a year. When he saw the arrangement inside the party hall, his expression froze instantly.

Once again, there are star lights one after another.

The stars radiate light hundreds of millions of light years ago, illuminating the past in the photo.

This scene is very familiar, but this time, the protagonist of the photo is no longer Cheng Xinglin, but them.

Happened in Class 27, on the sports field, every day, every day.

Illuminated by the star lights here.

Hang Yitong looked at these photos, his eyes were red, and he turned to look at Cheng Xinglin: "No, Brother Lin..."

"That's it." Cheng Xinglin is not good at making some sensational things, and he doesn't want to say some deliberately hypocritical things.

It was his limit to be able to arrange these things, Cheng Xinglin flashed out his phone, and asked, "Crying, can you give me some pesticides from the king?"

"Come on, come on, it's a dog if you don't come." Hang Yitong also wiped his tears, and together with the people behind who were stunned when they came in, he and Cheng Xinglin opened a handful of king pesticide.

Then, the scene smoothly turned into a happy atmosphere where everyone is happy together.

The pesticides lasted from before meals to after meals, and different people took turns being taken by Cheng Xinglin.

The atmosphere is relaxed and happy, and the melancholy of parting has been diluted.

In the end, You Huai was the first to cry.

After being successfully led by Cheng Xinglin for a while, You Huai mourned and couldn't help crying.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow." You Huai said, "From now on, no one will take me with me, what should I do..."

"Teacher." Hang Yitong couldn't bear to hug him on the shoulder, "Who can be blamed, you are really good at playing, except for our class, who would like to play with you..."

"I didn't play with this person." You Huai cried while hugging Hang Yitong, "I was planning to use the king to break into your inner circle in the freshman year of high school, and then use my status as a buddy to force you to study."

"But my strategy is only half completed. Why are you all so good and awesome? None of you are left to accompany me to continue to fight the king..."

Seeing that the students are all excellent, they all left the swamp of Class 27.

You Huai was really happy.

However, as a left-behind in class 27, he really felt very lonely.

You Huai cried miserably and funny, but it touched Cheng Xinglin's heart.

He put down the King Pesticide, picked up his cup, sighed, and said, "All right."

With Mr. You crying, he felt that he could express his thanks.

In just one year of getting along, the people in class 27 brought him a lot.

Such as acceptance, such as tolerance, such as friendship.

After class 27, there may never be a class that thinks he is more important than Jian Xing before he becomes handsome and has good grades.

But Cheng Xinglin remained silent in the end, just silently drank the beer in the cup, and said to his family: "There is nothing to say, anyway, see you at school and Wangwang Canyon, that's it."

Cheng Xinglin seemed to speak very plainly.

But on the contrary, such plain words have touched a lot of everyone's thoughts.

"I live every second, I die every second, I ask myself every second!" Someone turned on the KTV function of the home party and played a Mayday song.

"Who has never searched, who has never doubted, where is the boundless life going!"

"That day, that moment, that scene, you appeared in my life—"

"One day, one moment, one breath, we will part."

"And my autobiography must have you, never regret verses."

In the singing of howling ghosts and howling wolves.

The music repeats many times, and finally freezes at 23:[-] in the evening.

At this point in time, the story of class 27 is finally over.

From then on, sparks spread all over the sky.

Since then, we will only meet again at a high place.

·

At the fourth o'clock in the evening, Cheng Xinglin held on to his last rationality and sent the friends who were paralyzed from drinking to the taxi one by one.

Before leaving, Cheng Xinglin took down the photos on the wall and put one in everyone's pockets.

In fact, there are words on the back of the photos, which are his blessings to these friends.

After seeing off the last Hang Yitong, Cheng Xinglin sat down in the hall where almost all the lights were off, and leaned against the back of the chair.

After yelling and crying all night, he felt very tired.

Although he can't pour a thousand glasses, but the next few glasses are red mixed with beer, and he still feels dizzy.

I can't move anymore.

Cheng Xinglin leaned there dizzy, and didn't hear the door of the small box open.

Jian Xing carried his schoolbag in front of him, squatted down in front of Cheng Xinglin, and picked him up with ease.

Unlike that time when he passed out with a fever, Cheng Xinglin is still a little rational today.

He shook his legs and struggled, and whispered, "Heavy..."

Jian Xing didn't answer his question, but just pressed the elevator behind his back, facing the reflective door of the elevator, looking at the drunk Cheng Xinglin on his back, Jian Xing asked with a smile: "Brother Lin claims to be able to drink all the time, what's going on today? Drunk?"

Cheng Xinglin became honest in an instant, buried in Jian Xing's shoulder, and did not speak.

Jian Xing didn't press him, and walked outside with Cheng Xinglin on his back, only to hear him whisper, "I want to get drunk."

"why?"

"I feel a little scared..."

"afraid of what?"

"I just feel that no matter how nice everyone in class 27 is, after today, it will only become weaker and weaker."

"Fade." Jian Xing said, "This is also the normal state of life..."

"Some people will get separated, some people will stay and don't contact you, but there are also some people who will never leave you."

There is also a moon tonight.

Moonlight is fine.

So the shadows of Jian Xing and Cheng Xinglin piled up into a beautiful piece under the moonlight.

The party hall is actually not far from Cheng Xinglin's home.

Jian Xing carried him on his back for a while, and saw the kitten standing on the wall, condescendingly waiting for him.

Seeing the two of them approaching, Mimi let out a meow. He stared at Cheng Xinglin, as if he really wanted to jump on his head and be carried away as usual.

But when he saw Jian Xing standing against Cheng Xinglin, he was afraid that if he jumped, he would crush Jian Xing.

The kitten stood on the fence, stretched out tentative steps, and meowed at Jian Xing.

"Jump up." Jian Xing actually understood what it meant, and motioned for it to come up, "Where is it heavy...it will never be heavy, I can even carry it on my back."

·

These were the last words Cheng Xinglin heard.

Next, he was broken.

When he woke up the next day, Jian Xing was already reviewing at his simple desk, and Cheng Xinglin felt the hangover for the first time, and he felt uncomfortable.

I just stayed in bed for a whole day, but bought three meals for Jian Xing on time.

The [-]th of July flew by.

On the early morning of July [-], the two went to the Shapingba campus of the major university to take part in the selection exam in Chongqing.

The two arrived a little early, hiding in the shade of a tree and nibbling on the bread they bought from Rosen.

People came one after another and greeted each other.

"How about it, have you finished your review?"

"What are you studying for? Help, the most important thing is to participate. There are dozens of quotas for this internal appointment. This time, only seven quotas are given out for external examinations. It's strange that I can get in."

When Cheng Xinglin heard this, he almost spat out the bread.

He looked at Jian Xing in horror, his eyes seemed to ask: "Is this level of competition so difficult?? Why are you so calm???"

Jian Xing knew what he meant by looking at his expression.

Jian Xing couldn't help laughing, ate the remaining bread with a smile, and then put his hand on Cheng Xinglin's head.

Cheng Xinglin waited for his next move, but Jian Xing didn't do anything.

Just hang on.

"Senior, what are you..." Cheng Xinglin couldn't help asking.

"Recharge your energy to pass the line of Xueba, and get admitted to Qingbei Class Xueba."

Jian Xing smiled, put the hands of the top student in his pocket, and said: "The recharge is complete, I'm going to take the exam, find a cool place and wait for my good news."