I attacked the god of learning

Jian Xing was silent for a long time, and finally he smiled and put his hand on Cheng Xinglin's arm.

Lightly tapped, as if pointing to the distance with him.

"Okay, keep watching." Jian Xing nodded.

Then, the two watched the stars together for half the night.

Not only watched the stars for half the night, but also saw the sunrise the next morning.

From that day on, Cheng Xinglin became busier.

He re-enacted his own study plan and began to strictly implement it. In addition, he would also go to some lectures to increase his knowledge and bring him some enlightened ideas.

Cheng Xinglin spent the day doing odd jobs and listening to lectures.

In the evening, Jian Xing and the others had evening classes, and Cheng Xinglin would find a secluded corner of the campus to complete his study tasks.

Wait for Jian Xing to find him at the address he sent on WeChat after his evening class.

A few days ago, Cheng Xinglin was Ceng's classroom.

After two days of rain, Cheng Xinglin found some pavilions by the lake and went in to study.

When Jian Xing came to find him, Cheng Xinglin was still working on a final question.

Jian Xing didn't bother him, and after he finished his calculations, he packed up his things and went back to the dormitory together.

Just as Cheng Xinglin stood up, Jian Xing suddenly frowned.

He raised his hand and pressed Cheng Xinglin's shoulder.

"You..." Jian Xing looked down at his ankle, "On the leg..."

With the dim light of the street lamp, Jian Xing could see the red bumps on Cheng Xinglin's ankles.

There are at least dozens of them that can become popular.

Cheng Xinglin was stunned and didn't respond at all.

When Cheng Xinglin heard Jian Xing's words "on your legs", he lowered his head to look at his legs. When he looked at them, he was a little surprised at first, and then, a burst of itching gradually spread.

I studied too hard, and the mosquitoes didn't even notice it as food.

But after reacting, I felt itching to scratch my heart and liver.

Even in front of Jian Xing, he was too embarrassed to lower his head and scratch.

It's quite detrimental to the image.

"It's nothing, I...senior!"

Jian Xing didn't listen to his talk about nothing and what.

He took out a can of grass paste from his schoolbag, and squatted directly at Cheng Xinglin's feet.

Unscrew the cap, dip a little green herbal ointment with your index finger, and apply the green ointment to the red and swollen area.

The cool feeling instantly repelled the itching, but... another kind of numbness spread.

Jian Xing carefully applied grass ointment to both of his legs before standing up.

"Spray some mosquito repellent water before studying in the future." Jian Xing stood up and said, "Don't concentrate so much that you don't know if you are bitten by mosquitoes, you know?"

"……Um."

Cheng Xinglin could smell the cool grass ointment, but he didn't know if it came from him or from Jian Xing's fingers.

However, it smells really nice.

Tonight is a clear moon night, the moon shines on the lotus in the pond.

It is the moonlight in the lotus pond described by Zhu Ziqing.

And in this moonlight, the breeze and the smell of grass paste re-deconstruct the picture and weave it into an exclusive memory.

When Cheng Xinglin left, he looked back at the picture here.

Then he went back to the dormitory with Jian Xing.

Cheng Xinglin slept well that night, and woke up quite early the next day.

But when he woke up, there was no room on the opposite bed.

"Senior?" Cheng Xinglin thought that Jian Xing was in the bathroom, and even called out, but no one paid any attention to him.

Cheng Xinglin went to the bathroom to check - the whole bathroom was clean and refreshing, indeed there was no one there.

It's only 49:[-].

Where did Jane go?

Cheng Xinglin sent a message to Jian Xing, but there was no reply.

Cheng Xinglin washed up by himself, and prepared to wait for the cafeteria to open and buy breakfast before going to Jian Xing.

At 06:30, Cheng Xinglin put down his homework and was just about to go out to buy breakfast.

The door of their dormitory was opened.

Jian Xing had a pile of notebooks and scratch paper in his hand, and soy milk and egg pancakes in his other hand.

Cheng Xinglin hurriedly got up to pick him up.

"Did you go out for self-study just now?" Cheng Xinglin took the breakfast, looked at Jian Xing's pile of books, and asked.

"Correct."

"It's so early."

He woke up at 45:[-], and Jian Xing had already gone out at that time.

So, what time did Jian Xing wake up today?

"Yes."

Jian Xing put his books on the table, and went to open the plastic bag outside the omelette.

He said to Cheng Xinglin in a calm voice as if he was introducing today's breakfast as "Potato Shredded Egg Pancake", "I always feel that if I don't work harder..."

"...I can't be your role model."

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……

This sentence is actually very common, but Cheng Xinglin's ears warmed up when he heard it.

He retorted carefully: "No, you have always been my role model..."

I don't know if Jian Xing heard it, anyway, the next thing is, the two of them sat down and started to eat breakfast.

But Jian Xing worked hard, it was really scary.

Afterwards, except for the two small tests that performed abnormally and lost the first place by a few points, the No.1 of the rest of the small tests were all taken by Jian Xing.

Cheng Xinglin did the math, and they took a total of [-] exams in this summer camp.

It's really scary that Jian Xing can take the first place.

The accolade to match this terrifying first content is a trip to the United States.

It was also at this time that Cheng Xinglin knew that the quota to go to the United States was originally a private quota, and it was Professor Zhao who took a fancy to Jian Xing's math ability and planned to take him there.

But because Jian Xing's performance in the past ten days was really excellent.

So this private quota was turned into a public one, and it was announced to Jian Xing as an honor on the day the summer camp ended.

On the third day after the end of the summer camp, the Tsinghua team going to the United States was ready to go.

Cheng Xinglin sent Jian Xing to the airport, and was about to tell Jian Xing to take good care of himself, but Jian Xing patted him on the head lightly.

"Take good care of yourself." Jian Xing said, "Send me a message every day. Don't hold back any questions you don't understand. Just ask me."

"..."

Cheng Xinglin felt that if Jian Xing continued, he would really cry.

He could only nod briefly, watching Jian Xing dragging his luggage into the boarding hall and being submerged in the crowd.

Then Cheng Xinglin also dragged his suitcase and made a transition to the domestic flight.

When Jian Xing went abroad, he returned to Chongqing—Sister Ya and the others wanted him to stay and play for a while, but Cheng Xinglin decided to take the Tsinghua University exam, so he was ready to go back and study hard.

When Cheng Xinglin walked to his boarding gate, he took out the boarding pass that Jian Xing had printed for him.

Last night, mourning that Jian Xing was about to leave, Cheng Xinglin stuffed the boarding pass casually without looking at it seriously.

Today he took it out, only to find that the boarding pass for this good flight was only half of A4.

This A4 paper was folded a bit, and when it was opened, one could see a blank page with nothing printed on it, and there was a line of words.

[It's a seat by the window. If you don't sleep on the way back, you can enjoy the scenery. 】

This is the agreement they made on their first day in Beijing.

Jian Xing also said at the time that he can see the high-altitude scenery many times, so there is no rush, and he also previewed some nighttime scenery.

So Jian Xing did not miss the appointment this time.

"Why..." Cheng Xinglin looked at the line, sighed and laughed again, "It's so good."

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Cheng Xinglin did not fall asleep on the way back, but it is not interesting to see too much scenery, especially after the level flight, it is covered with clouds and the sun is bad.

Cheng Xinglin put down the visor and started to do math problems.

Speaking of which, Jian Xing seemed to be doing math problems on the way here.

So this is - if the god of learning is not here, will I become a god of learning?

Cheng Xinglin thought this way completely out of bitterness, learned a flight, and when he landed in Chongqing, he actually saw Raffles City on the plane.

Then he took the light rail and rushed back to his rental house, Cheng Xinglin didn't put his luggage, so he went to Ye Duluo's house first.

However, it was not Ye Duluo who opened the door.

Instead, Jian Xing was at the same table as Pan Yangwen.

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Pan Yangwen: "Hahaha."

Cheng Xinglin: "Hehehe."

Pan Yangwen: "Hey hey."

"...You are so mentally retarded." Ye Duluo couldn't understand these two idiots—but he stood by Cheng Xinglin unconditionally, so the retarded only scolded Pan Yangwen.

Pan Shen, who has been invincible in competitions all over the world, frowned and said, "Okay, I'm mentally handicapped."

"It's okay." Ye Duluo knew how to be gentle, "I also like you mentally retarded."

Pan Yangwen instantly revived with full blood, and helped Cheng Xinglin pull the suitcase in. After pulling it in, he wanted to go out and bring Jian Xing in.

But looking outside the door, it was empty.

"Don't look for it, he didn't come back." Cheng Xinglin sat down and opened the Coke Ye Duluo gave him.

"Why didn't you come back?" Pan Yangwen was startled, and felt uneasy for a moment, "You...you quarreled? Impossible?"

"Can you think of something better." As soon as Cheng Xinglin sat down, Mimiba jumped onto his lap.

Cheng Xinglin was a little worried about going out for half a month, but the kitten ignored him.

Now the kitten is stepping on the milk on his knees, making Cheng Xinglin feel comfortable all over his body. He said: "The senior was selected to study in the United States during the summer camp. It seems that he won't be back until early September."

"So strong." Pan Yangwen was filled with emotion.

Pan Yangwen's gaze was envious for a moment at first, then it was natural for a top student to do so, and finally, it turned into a concern for Cheng Xinglin: "Then what will you do in the next month."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Cheng Xinglin looked back at Ye Duluo, the tacit understanding between the two of them for many years made Ye Duluo immediately know what he wanted to say.

"Brother Lin, I chose it myself, and I made the choice while being responsible for my own life." Ye Duluo said sincerely, "I like the second idiot, I am very honored."

"……WTF?"

"The thing is, Pan Shen, don't look at me with the eyes of a widowed old man whose neighbor has met a husband... whose family is on the battlefield."

Cheng Xinglin said: "The senior is not here, I will continue to live, the next step is to find a place to work, and then continue to study."

"Then why don't you come to my house for dinner tonight." Pan Yangwen agreed with his plan.

"Your house...?" Cheng Xinglin looked around where he was sitting—whose house is this?

"Brother is not here, I will take good care of you." Pan Yangwen didn't feel wrong at all, and rubbed his hands excitedly.

Hey.

Although a second fool.

Although there was still suspicion of Neptune before.

But now he should be sincere to Ye Duluo, so Cheng Xinglin can feel relieved.

He didn't really spend time at Ye Duluo's house - mainly because he didn't have time.

In the following summer vacation, Cheng Xinglin's life became simpler and busier.

Get up at seven o'clock in the morning, buy a bun downstairs, go home and study until eight o'clock, then go to the library to wait for the library to open at nine o'clock, and study until seven o'clock in the evening.

Pack up and have dinner, and go to KFC next to the library for a shift from [-] am to [-] pm.

Their KFC here is not open all night.

It ends at 24:[-], and I just go home at one o'clock after cleaning. The way home after closing the store is very quiet, which is very suitable for Cheng Xinglin to think about the math problems he didn't solve during the day.

Cheng Xinglin spent his summer vacation like this.

This kind of diet does not raise fat people. When I started school, I was a little thinner than last semester, and my facial features looked sharper and more beautiful.

On the day of the school report, he went to the school's confession wall.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I saw a handsome senior, who can tell me who he is, I want to chase him? 】

[Junior girl, shut up your saliva, the gender is wrong, he likes boys. 】

[The problem is not the wrong gender, okay? The problem is, he likes Jian Xing. Are you going to grab a boyfriend with Jian Xing? 】

[Help, the god of learning is not here, can I pry the corner of the wall? ? ? 】

The answer is of course no.

Jian Xing agrees, and the couple who have been in love for many years will not agree, okay? ?

After reading the screenshots that Hang Yitong gave him on WeChat, Cheng Xinglin walked towards Qingbei Class with a smile.

Speaking of which...it's quite a coincidence.

The classroom of their Qingbei class of science this year happened to be in the classroom of Jian Xing's second year of high school.

Cheng Xinglin passed by Jian Xing and often sat at that table, without thinking too much, he just threw his things on it.

Then, he greeted Pan Yangwen's deskmate next to him.

"Hi." Cheng Xinglin counted the new books on the table, "I will be at the same table from now on, hello, my name is Cheng Xinglin."

"Help." The deskmate next to him hugged his head, "There is no one in this school who doesn't know your name is Cheng Xinglin!!" The exaggerated tone of the deskmate next to him was funny, but it also revealed that he seemed to be a very easy-going person.

But at the next moment, the deskmate said again: "Hi, my name is Jiang Lin, it's an honor to be your deskmate, but now that things are up, let's hurry up and do some research."

With a fast speed, Cheng Xinglin's impression that this deskmate was easy to get along with was broken.

Jiang Lin began to lower his head to answer the questions, regardless of what was going on outside the window.

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

How does he feel that this deskmate has no social attributes at all?

But that's good too, Cheng Xinglin also hopes to solve the problem quickly.

Cheng Xinglin also bowed his head and took out his homework to do, but from time to time someone came over to greet him.

Cheng Xing did not do so well on the question.

Everyone greeted each other for a while, after eleven o'clock, almost everyone in the class came.

But there is no teacher organization here, and there are no other announcements,

Everyone sat in the classroom, looking at each other.

"By the way, can I leave after taking the book?" Someone finally couldn't help asking, "The other classes seem to leave after registration."

"I don't know, it seems that the head teacher said to wait in class for a while after the report."

Oh yes, the head teacher said it in the class before.

But this waits a while, and it's very ambiguous.

Just when everyone was guessing wildly, a young-looking man in a white T-shirt and jeans finally walked in at the door.

This man is only 30 years old, but he entered their school with a master's degree in mathematics from Beijing Normal University.

Very young and already a leader in mathematics.

pretty good.

Everyone was very excited to see the head teacher coming in.

The class teacher was also very happy to see them.

He turned around and slapped a few big characters on the blackboard.

"Hi everyone, I'm your class teacher, Song Zaihua. I'm very glad to meet you. In order to become one with you, I have prepared a gift for you."

"Six-in-one quiz paper for the start of school." Song Zaihua smiled slightly, "That is to say, the meaning of the basic test."