whatever you do

When Ye Shu returned to the dormitory, he still had a smile on his face. He forced himself to calm down, then took out his English textbook and began to review.

At noon, Jiang Ze transferred 888 yuan to him, and the note was "Happy New Year", and Ye Shu replied with three emoticons: Happy New Year, Gong Xi Fa Cai, and Thank you boss.

When Fu Zhe and Shi Jiayang came back, Ye Shu was concentrating on the translation problem. He frowned and sighed, feeling the profoundness of the Chinese language.

Hearing the knock on the door, he got up to open it, and backed away in a very forward-looking manner.

Shi Jiayang wanted to give Ye Shu a warm hug, but in vain, he rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction, stepped forward and gave Ye Shu a hug.

Ye Shu helplessly cast a look at Zhe, and then saw Fu Zhe carrying a bunch of things in his hand.

"Isn't there still four days left for the holiday? Why do you bring so many things back?"

"My mother asked me to bring it. Here is the dish she just made at noon, and she said to heat it in the microwave at night for you to try." Fu Zhe replied.

"His mother's cooking is super delicious. If it wasn't for the exam tomorrow, I would have stayed at their house." Shi Jiayang continued, "And Auntie is super nice, gentle and enthusiastic. Fu Zhe is nothing like her."

Fu Zhe glanced at him: "That's because you are not her son, and you can't wait to lick all the dishes she cooks."

In the evening, the three of them reheated Mama Fu's meal in the microwave at the uncle's place. Seeing the delicious food, the uncle couldn't help but want to take a bite, but Shi Jiayang refused without hesitation.

He ran back to 213 with the vegetables in his arms, and quickly closed the door after Ye Shu and Fu Zhe came in.

Ye Shu smiled, but after tasting it, he realized what Shi Jiayang did, it was really delicious.

He said to Fu Zhe while eating: "You are so happy, I express my envy by real name."

"My mother is a housewife, she doesn't have to go to work, and my father has a tricky mouth. She studies cooking every day, and her cooking skills are like this." Fu Zhe said lightly, "You two eat more, I have been eating for so many years, I am used to it." gone."

Shi Jiayang nodded hurriedly, "In the future, I will follow you home on Sundays and holidays to eat and earn money."

"Go on your own." Fu Zhe glanced at him, "I'm not going back to eat dog food."

"If you are not filial, your parents' dog food will be sour." Shi Jiayang said while eating, "It seems like I have already turned a blind eye."

After hearing what he said, Fu Zhe picked up his chopsticks and started eating, aiming to grab Shi Jiayang's chopsticks.

"Aren't you not going to eat it? Besides, you can eat it whenever you want, why do you always snatch it from me?" Shi Jiayang muttered dissatisfied.

"I'm willing." Fu Zhe replied provocatively.

Seeing the situation, Ye Shu silently put some vegetables into his lunch box, then went back to his chair silently, breathed a sigh of relief and began to eat with peace of mind, letting the two children grab the food, he was at ease.

After the meal, the three of them cleaned up and continued to review. When the review reached 11:30, Shi Jiayang was going to bed.

Tomorrow's English test is at 08:30 in the morning. He was afraid that he would not be able to get up, so he said to Ye Shu: "Ye Shu, if I don't get up at 07:30 tomorrow, you can play my song next to my ear. Sent you WeChat."

Ye Shu nodded, opened the message, and closed WeChat as quickly as possible.

Hearing what he said, Fu Zhe sneered, "I'm pretty self-aware, I can't even listen to it myself."

Shi Jiayang didn't bother to talk to him, but Fu Zhe hit it off, he had to choose a sound he couldn't bear for the alarm, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get up.

Ye Shu and Fu Zhe reviewed until twelve o'clock, and they also washed and went to bed.

Before going to bed, Ye Shu changed the sound of the alarm clock to Shi Jiayang's singing.

So the next morning, Ye Shu was woken up by a heart-piercing roar, and he quickly turned it off, thinking that he should switch back to the original alarm clock, otherwise he might have a heart attack.

Fu Zhe sat up abruptly, was dazed for a while, and asked Ye Shu: "I seem to have heard some terrible sound, did you hear it?"

"If this is what you mean." Ye Shu clicked on the sound file that Shi Jiayang sent him, and then immediately closed it, "Fatty's singing voice."

Fu Zhe was tortured by the sound again. He looked at Shi Jiayang who was still sleeping, and couldn't help but want to take revenge.

Ye Shu originally planned to play this in his ear to wake him up as Shi Jiayang said, but Fu Zhe stopped him. He thought about it, and if he heard this voice again, he wouldn't have to take the exam by himself.

Fu Zhe put Shi Jiayang's towel in the basin, soaked it completely in cold water, then put on leather gloves, fished it out, climbed up, completely covered Shi Jiayang's face, and then quickly climbed down.

The whole process took less than a minute, and then I heard the sound of Shi Jiayang inhaling, followed by a loud voice: "Fu Shazhe, you must fail the exam today!"

He didn't need to think about it to know that Fu Zhe did it, Ye Shu wouldn't tease him like this, his face was cool, it was really exciting in winter.

I finished the English test in the morning, and in the afternoon it was Introduction to Management. After a short break after dinner, I went to the test room.

Come back at night and continue to review. On Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and three days away, I will be completely liberated.

Ye Shu looked at the state of their review, and suddenly thought of "sorry for the moment of my life, and admire the infinity of the Yangtze River", which is so appropriate, and the review time will never be enough.

In this way, apart from eating, sleeping, and reviewing, they ushered in the last exam.

This was the first time that Ye Shu met Gu Nianchen after New Year's Day, but this was the only class they had in common. The exam seats were randomly generated by the computer, and Gu Nianchen happened to be sitting in front of Ye Shu.

Father Yan saw that everyone was here, so he handed out the test papers, and let them do it before the bell rang for the start of the test.

Ye Shu flipped through the paper first. There are seven questions in total. There are calculations and proofs, so it should be okay.

The first question was a bit tortuous, but it wasn't too difficult. Ye Shu felt that this set of questions was not easy the more he did it.

When they were doing the questions, Father Yan wandered around to see how they were doing, not caring at all whether it would affect the students' exams.

When Ye Shu was working on the sixth question, there were five or ten minutes left in the time. He had just finished reading the question when he found that Yan's father had stopped beside him.

He didn't dare to look up, and read the question carefully again. This is a proof question, and he lost his train of thought after reading it twice.

Randomly writing some formulas and theorems on the draft paper, Ye Shu recalled the content related to this part in the textbook, then copied the questions and thought carefully.

Father Yan stood for a while, then walked to Gu Nianchen, nodded after looking at it for a while, and then went to see another classmate.

There are 10 minutes left, Ye Shu is a little anxious, he still has no idea for this question.

So he gave up and went to look at the last question. After reading the question, he turned back silently and continued to look at this question.

He read the question carefully again: Prove the existence theorem of the definite bound by the closed interval nest theorem.

He knows the closed interval nest theorem, and he also understands the definite existence theorem, but how to prove another theorem from this theorem?

Ye Shu sighed, looked at the two theorems he had written, and wrote these two theorems first before talking about it.

Father Yan wandered over to Ye Shu again. After Ye Shu finished writing the theorem, he looked at the familiar mathematical symbols and suddenly thought of it. He could try to construct a list of closed intervals, get the closed interval sets from the closed intervals, and then use the closed intervals to set the theorems , using the hypothesis method, maybe it will be proved.

When he had an idea, he started to write. As he wrote, his thoughts became clearer and clearer. He kept writing, so he didn't notice that Yan's father looked at him for a while, nodded and then walked forward.

When Ye Shu finished writing in one breath, there were 15 minutes left, and he spent a total of 35 minutes on this question.But after finishing writing, I let out a long sigh of relief, very carefree.

He turned to the last question and read it word by word. He knew every word, but he didn't understand what it meant when they were combined.

Gu Nianchen was writing earnestly with his head down, while Yan's father was wandering around, some of the students around were frowning and about to cry, and some were leisurely writing something on the paper.

"There are still 10 minutes." Yan's father reminded, "I said some students, you don't know how to do it, so don't leave it blank. If you write something casually, I can still give you points. You hand in a large blank, isn't it? Are you trying to catch up and fail?"

His words woke up some classmates, and many of them began to write on the papers.

Yan's father showed a gratified expression on his face, and then walked around, but his face became a little weird when he turned around.

"I said to let you write something casually. I didn't want you to write doggerel, and I didn't want you to play tricks and sell miserably. Don't you know how to write some mathematical formulas and theorems?"

"I treat my first love like my first love, and I have been abused thousands of times. If I fail, I will be homeless on the streets during Chinese New Year."

Father Yan read a sentence written by a certain classmate, and then said, "Then your first love must have broken up with you, and I will call the police for you when you are wandering on the streets, and send everyone to eat and drink to stay warm."

Ye Shu was reminded by Yan's father that he wrote the formulas and theorems he could think of on the last question until there was no space. Looking at the symbols and words on the page, he still felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

When the handing bell rang, most of the students had expressions of liberation. No matter how they did in the exam, they finally survived this nightmarish final season.

Next is a holiday of more than 50 days, and there is no winter homework, so you can eat, drink and have fun.

"Wait until I finish counting the papers and there is no shortage of heads, and everyone will leave."

Father Yan took a stack of papers and put them on the podium, counting them one by one, while the students below kept quiet cooperatively.

"Actually, the questions I asked for this exam are a bit difficult, and I haven't studied the last question. You will learn the knowledge points involved next semester."

As soon as Father Yan finished his sentence, it was like pouring a bowl of boiling water into a frying pan, and there was a commotion underneath, complaining that he was disregarding the relationship between teachers and students, while Ye Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's because I didn't learn the knowledge, not because I didn't learn it well.

Father Yan signaled everyone to be quiet, "Students all take my class in the same way, and the content learned from my class is the same, so I will adjust the test scores appropriately, and I will not consider 60 points as a passing line because of the difficulty of the test papers. You can rest assured."

Finally, he said with a smile, "But there is a student in our class who is very good. I am surprised and happy that he solved the last question."

After Ye Shu heard it, he couldn't help but look in front of him. He felt that there was a 90.00% probability that this person was Gu Nianchen, and the remaining [-]% probability was an error.

Someone asked who it was, and Dad Yan shook his head to keep it secret. He finally gave everyone a stick, "Happy winter vacation, everyone can go. I will correct the test papers as soon as possible, and everyone can log on to the educational affairs website to check in a week."

Ye Shu packed up his things, walked to Gu Nianchen, and asked, "Let's go together?"

Gu Nianchen nodded, followed him to the door, Shi Jiayang and Fu Zhe came out right after.

"Mr. Gu, are you the one who solved the last question?" Shi Jiayang hurriedly asked when he saw Gu Nianchen.

Gu Nianchen has already bought a few minutes of the second volume of the textbook, and he has already read it through. The last question is actually a sample question in the textbook, so it is normal for him to do it.

Seeing Gu Nianchen nodding, Shi Jiayang and Fu Zhe both gave him thumbs up.

"How did you do it? I didn't even understand the title. What is the Lagrange median value theorem?" Ye Shu asked.

Gu Nianchen told him about the theorems and proof ideas involved, and Ye Shu nodded while listening, and echoed from time to time.

"We don't understand the world of Xueba." Shi Jiayang showed a funny expression to Fu Zhe.

"As much as your expression wants me to wash my eyes, I totally agree with what you're saying."

Fu Zhe glanced at him, "Although I don't understand the world of Xueba, I still want to be friends with Xueba, so goodbye Shi Shi."

After Fu Zhe said this, he quickly chased after Ye Shu and Gu Nianchen.

Shi Jiayang was stunned for a while, then came to his senses, and spat at his back, "Bah, you fool, my IQ is lowered by you."

Then he realized something, and said again, "My IQ is not low." After finishing speaking, he also chased after the three people in front.

The author has something to say: Well, this is a university journal, these chapters can be skipped, and you can start reading from chapter 42...

Let’s give up on the cute ones who can’t stand it. Although I don’t know how to cheat, I think my writing is too bad. The cute ones after reading it, thank you very much, I will work harder to code!

(The stupid author didn't give up on himself, absolutely not, he just had self-knowledge, sighed and melancholy.jpg