Don't panic, it's science!

Qian Sunli endured the humiliation and sat down on the small footstool that Mi Chao pointed out to him, holding the textbook he brought today, and looked up at the aloof Master Mi.

"Why don't you play the game?"

Mi Chao looked at him condescendingly and said, "I won't."

Qian Sunli was a little strange.Just now Mi Chao's mother said that Mi Chao forgot what happened yesterday, that's because they really didn't talk about school fun or gossip about teachers yesterday, it's normal for Mi Chao to say that he doesn't remember.But ever since he came in by himself just now, Mi Chao acted as if he didn't know who he was at all, but now he's doing well, he doesn't even know how to play the game he played so well yesterday.It seems that Mi Chao was not the one who didn't listen to lectures in class and played games after class a while ago. He was completely controlled by a black mass.

Thinking of this, Qian Sunli felt another chill run down his spine.

However, why are you crazy if you don’t know how to play games?What is that look?

However, as a tutor, Qian Sunli must maintain the purpose of serving with a smile, and said to him, "If you don't play the game, just turn it off."

Mi Chao closed the game and said, "I think I'm sick."

Qian Sunli wanted to tell him that you are much more serious than being ill.

"Why do you say that? What do you think is wrong with you?"

"Amnesia." Mi Chao spoke without any emotion, calm and unwavering, as if seeing through the world.He pointed to the computer, "I don't even know when I installed so many games. I looked at my homework, and there are so many wrong questions, but I have no impression that I wrote it, and I have no impression that we have learned this. Still I have this," he pointed to the embroidered pouch hanging on the lamp, "I never remember having this thing."

Well, this embroidered pouch really doesn't blame you.

Qian Sunli scratched his head. Before he came, he really should have consulted Zheng Daoxing. Now that he was asked so many unanswerable questions, if he couldn't answer them, it would be detrimental to the prestige of the teacher.Fortunately, Qian Sunli was open-minded, and soon he was no longer limited by the prestige of his teacher.Knowing is knowing, not knowing is knowing.

Besides, he is sitting at Mi Chao's feet now, looking like a big golden retriever, he almost sticks out his tongue and says, come and stroke my fur, what kind of prestige is there.

"I gave you this embroidered pouch."

"You gave it to me? Why did you give me this?"

"This is a talisman. It is the teacher's best wishes for you."

Mi Chao took off the embroidered pouch, opened the bag and looked inside. It was indeed a yellow square of origami, "Do you believe this?"

"This thing can't be said to be believed or not, it's just a spiritual sustenance." Seeing Mi Chao's suspicious face, he added, "I give it to every student, it's my sense of ritual."

Mi Chao tightened the pocket and said, "All right." Then he hung it back on the lamp.

Qian Sunli heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately Mi Chao didn't commit any temper and insisted on throwing it away.

"Then are you ready now?"

"what to prepare?"

"We're going to start learning."

"Let's learn an easier subject, I feel a little tired."

This time is neither early nor late. For students with a regular schedule, it should not be a time when they are tired.Qian Sunli flipped through his schoolbag and asked him, "Which subject do you think is easy?"

"Chemistry."

"You think chemistry is easy?"

"Relatively speaking, maybe I'm good at it. But it's not easy."

Qian Sunli was curious while taking out his chemistry book, "Do you have a good relationship with your head teacher?"

Mi Chao shook his head.

"not good?"

"No."

"what is that?"

"I have nothing to do with her."

Qian Sunli smiled, "She is your homeroom teacher, so why do you say it has nothing to do with you?"

Mi Chao was even more puzzled, "She is the head teacher, what does it have to do with me?"

Qian Sunli was dumbfounded by the question.I really can't think deeply about this question, otherwise I can think about the origin of the universe and the meaning of existence.

OK, he said it's okay, then it's okay.It seems that this child is not very sensitive to the outside world, and cannot see the teacher's attitude towards him.Qian Sunli couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, but his irresponsible appearance really easily annoyed Zhang Cuiping.

Without further ado, Qian Sunli took out his chemistry book and asked him, "Do you remember what you learned?"

Mi Chao pointed out a lesson to him in the catalogue.

"Okay, let's start with this lesson today." Qian Sunli opened the corresponding book page, opened his mouth and said, "Just wait for a while."

He went out and asked Mi Chao's mother for a high stool, and this time he finally didn't look like the big dog of the little master.

Talking about knowledge, Qian Sunli made side remarks.

"You really don't have any impression of these?"

"No more." Mi Chao shook his head, "That's why I said I was sick."

"That's it."

He said while doing after-school exercises, "I can't remember everything, but I still have some feelings."

"What do you feel?"

Mi Chao suddenly stopped writing, frowned and thought for a while, "I feel very happy."

"hapiness?"

"Hmm. It's like having a beautiful dream. Although I don't remember the content of the dream, after waking up..."

"Still touched?"

"what?"

"It's okay, you tell me." Qian Sunli warned himself not to go online in the future.

"After waking up, I can still remember that what I had was a beautiful dream, because I still feel happy."

Qian Sunli nodded and said, "Are you good at Chinese?"

Mi Chao nodded, "I was not good at reading comprehension before, but then I worked hard to read a lot of extracurricular books and improved a lot."

Qian Sunli said with emotion, he is really a good boy who is sensitive and eager to learn.It's no wonder that Mi Chao's father is willing to show off to others everywhere. Who has such a good-looking child with good grades, who can resist showing off?

"When did you start not remembering things?"

Mi Chao looked up to recall, and then flipped through his homework, "About two months ago." He pointed to a date on the homework, "On May 12th, I made a few mistakes in math problems, Then I made more and more mistakes, and if I recall carefully, I can still think of some fragments. By the beginning of June, I almost didn’t hand in my homework, and I didn’t remember anything at that time.”

Qian Sunli nodded, it seems that he was haunted by ghosts at that time.

"And how are you feeling now? Happy?"

Mi Chao sneered. This was the first time Qian Sunli saw his expression so vivid after he resumed speaking. He closed his homework, "I haven't felt happy since I was in the third grade of junior high school. I feel like A learning machine. No pleasure, no unhappiness."

Qian Sunli didn't know what to say, so he could only listen to Mi Chao's continuation.

"So I regret that I lost my memory. If I can get my memory back, I really want to know what happened in those days I forgot."

Hearing this, Qian Sunli felt sore in his heart.

He watched Mi Chao practice after finishing the last lesson, and took the initiative to put away all the books.

"Mr. Qian, what are you doing?"

"Bring you back to happiness."

"Yes, yes, that's it! Take the middle lane, the middle lane, the middle lane! It's too close, too close, keep your distance, keep your distance! No matter how far or far, the shooting range is out of range! Behind behind!"

"Back to the city..."

"It's okay, come again!"

No one heard the knock on the door, until Mi Chao's mother took the initiative to open the door, and the smell of food hit Qian Sunli's nostrils, and he turned his head.

"I'm playing games." Mi Chao's mother felt a little embarrassed when she saw the tutor passionately teaching her son to play games.

"It's a combination of work and rest, I just played a game."

Only then did Mi Chao realize that his mother was at the door, so he quickly took off his earphones and looked back and forth between the teacher and his mother.

"Mi Chao, lunch is ready, let's have dinner with Teacher Qian." After speaking, Mi Chao's mother left.

Mi Chao looked at Qian Sunli with some incomprehension.

"Mr. Qian, why doesn't my mother object to my playing games?"

"Didn't you know before?"

"I didn't play games before."

Qian Sunli shrugged, "Your mother thinks that you know how to allocate time and energy reasonably, you won't be addicted, and it doesn't matter if you play occasionally and adjust your mood."

"But she never told me. If I had known, I would have learned to play games only when I was at home with her."

"It's not too late to learn now." Qian Sunli asked him, "Are you happy playing games?"

"Very happy." Mi Chao said happy, but there was no smile on his face.

The combination of meat and vegetables for lunch looks nutritious, but it's a pity that the amount is a little less...

The lunch for three people was not enough for Qian Sunli to make a living alone.Look at their rice bowl again. This is a bird food jar, and the birds eat more than them.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves. Don't complain so much when you have a free lunch. Eat as much as you can.

In the afternoon they reviewed math for a while.Mi Chao also wanted to take Qian Sunli to teach him two games, but Qian Sunli was hungry and eager to go out to find food, so he just taught a game casually, left a few exercises and ran away.Before leaving, she told Mi Chao that her mother let you play games because she trusted you, and you should not be too addicted, otherwise even this short-lived happiness will be wiped out.

Mi Chao nodded, with a look of "I understand".

Qian Sunli quickly found a simple small restaurant. After eating enough, his mind finally turned and he called Zheng Daoxing to exchange information about the situation of the day.

"It's good. Mi Chao speaks very clearly and logically. And he's not very silent. It's just that he doesn't have much communication with his parents. It feels like the family of three doesn't know each other very well. But there are many such families, and it's not unusual. .”

Hearing what he said, Zheng Daoxing was quite satisfied with the situation.

"Okay, then I'll hang up and talk about it tomorrow."

"Then..." Zheng Daoxing hesitated to speak.

"what happened?"

"Is there anything else?"

Qian Sunli thought about it, and felt that he had reported everything he could, "It's nothing, Master Zheng, do you want to know anything else? I can ask again tomorrow."

"Then it's nothing. Hang up."

"Okay, goodbye." Qian Sunli said goodbye, thinking that Zheng Daoxing would immediately hang up the phone as usual, a beep came from the receiver, but after waiting for a few seconds, the other party still didn't hang up.

"Master Zheng?"

"Ok?"

"Aren't you going to hang up?"

"Hang up."

"Okay." Qian Sunli hung up the phone, looked at the blackened screen, and said to himself, "Strange!"

After walking a few steps, when the wind blew, he remembered that he had indeed missed a message just now, so he sent a WeChat message:

Mi Chao said that he started on May No. 12, and he has become more and more forgetful.

The author says:

It's late today~~!Ask for a message, please ask for a starfish~ Chirp Mi!