Some things will produce results if you work hard, but anything that involves exploration is a combination of talent, intelligence, and luck.

For example, the progress of mathematical research is not subject to human will, and the problem Pei Zhi is facing now is actually the same.

So although Lin Chaoxi was anxious, she did not over-urge Old Lin, nor did she force Pei Zhi to speak out. For her, there was another very important thing to do.

She was leaning against the gate of Anning No. 1 Middle School. It was 8:30 in the evening.

The evening self-study session of No. 1 Middle School ended and students left the school one after another.

Pei Zhi originally stood beside her, but because Pei Ge himself had too much of a school hunk's temperament, the young lady asked for his phone number several times in a row. After they negotiated, Pei Zhi first stood in an unsightly place.

Lin Chaoxi put down his phone. In the darkness, a tall and thin boy walked out of the school gate with a schoolbag on his back.

He had earphones in his ears, and I couldn't tell if he was listening to words or music. In any case, it didn't look like he had seen her text message.

Lin Chaoxi could only wave at her from a distance, very enthusiastically: "Brother Sleep God, Brother Sleep God~"

Chen Zhu raised his head, his eyes cold: "What are you doing here?"

This sentence was not so friendly, Lin Chaoxi was helpless.

This matter is still related to Gao Lin Chaoxi.

At that time, Chen Zhu's high school entrance examination score was just a few points away from being admitted to the best experimental middle school. However, because the experimental middle school was private, a school selection fee was required. When filling out the application form, Chen Zhu did not want to burden his family, that is, his father, so he forced himself to choose the public No. 1 Middle School.

Gao Lin Chaoxi later found out about this and felt that Chen Zhu's choice was questionable both emotionally and logically, so he had a quarrel with him. Now the two are in a semi-dissociative state.

Because of the quarrel between Gao and Lin Chaoxi, she now has no computer to use when she returns home.

So when Chen Zhu asked, "What are you doing here?" Lin Zhaoxi answered very straightforwardly, "I want to borrow your computer..."

"Don't you look down on me?" the boy ran away.

"How could I look down on you!" Lin Chaoxi took small steps to catch up.

Chen Zhu continued walking forward. Other students passing by cast curious glances at them.

"Didn't you say I was short-sighted?" The boy simply took out the other earphone and stared at her angrily.

"You are indeed short-sighted." Lin Chaoxi stopped and answered him seriously.

Chen Zhu's eyes turned cold: "Do you think that just because you helped me, you can dictate my life?"

Lin Chaoxi thought for a moment, looked towards the shadows beside the trees, and asked, "Why does this sentence sound so familiar to me?"

"Did Bao Xiaomeng tell you that?" The boy standing against the tree stood up and said.

"Pei...Zhi?" Chen Zhu's brows furrowed even more tightly.

"Relax." Lin Chaoxi walked up to Chen Zhu like a boss and patted him on the shoulder.

Chen Zhu shook his shoulders, feeling that she was something dirty, and said with disgust: "Don't bother me."

"Why don't you listen to her finish her words?" Pei Zhi walked up to Chen Zhu, "Let's talk somewhere else."

Lin Chaoxi always felt that according to Chen Zhu's current mental state, he might just shake off Pei Zhi's hand and say "get out" without giving him face.

But she didn't expect that Chen Zhu's expression changed. After a while, he said "OK" reluctantly.

Lin Chaoxi felt very frustrated. It turned out that being beautiful was useless. She was not as charming as Brother Pei.

——

The place they chose to chat was still Chen Zhu's small garage.

Chen Zhu opened the garage door, and Lin Chaoxi walked in familiarly. She turned on the light first, then the fan, and finally walked to her seat and turned on the computer.

Her usual water cup was still on the table, and her notebook and pen holder were also there.

Lin Zhaoxi directly picked up the water cup and went to the water dispenser to get a glass of water. While drinking, he said to Chen Zhu: "Well... I poured Coke into it before I left. Thank you for helping me wash the cup."

"You never wash the cups yourself." Chen Zhu was disgusted.

"Nonsense!"

"Pei Zhi washed them all for you." Chen Zhu said.

Lin Chaoxi was choked and subconsciously looked at Pei Zhi. Brother Pei seemed not to have heard what she said. He silently turned on his computer and dragged a chair in front of Chen Zhu for him to sit down.

Lin Chaoxi ran to pour two glasses of water and placed them in front of Pei Zhi and Chen Zhu. The three of them sat down around a small table.

Lin Chaoxi took a sip of water, cleared his throat, and said, "Actually, I think the past is the past, and it's okay not to mention it, but you insist on arguing about it, so I want to tell you that until now, I think you made the wrong choice.

Chen Zhu wanted to interrupt, but Lin Chaoxi looked at him and signaled him to wait a moment with his eyes.

"First of all, what misunderstanding do you have about the salaries of our civil servants? After all, Lao Chen is a traffic policeman with a stable job. Although 50,000 yuan for school selection is not a small amount for him, it is not enough to bankrupt him."

"Secondly, although No. 1 Middle School is not bad, its annual college entrance examination pass rate is far lower than that of Anning Experimental Middle School. Just looking at this data, you will know how to make the choice.

"And most importantly, have you ever thought about what Lao Chen would think if he knew that you chose to go to No. 1 Middle School because you wanted to save him 50,000 yuan?"

Chen Zhu wanted to retort, but Lin Chaoxi slowly spoke up: "As a man, Old Chen will be very, very sad. He will feel that he has failed miserably in his life, that he is so useless that even his son has to pity him and sacrifice his own future just to save money for him."

"My dad is not like that!" Chen Zhu shouted these words, but suddenly he felt as if his neck was strangled and he stared blankly at the door.

Lin Chaoxi also felt something was wrong, so she slowly turned her head and looked towards the garage door. In the dark shadows, the middle-aged man slowly took off his gloves, his figure tired.

How come it's just like the plot on TV, whenever you talk about someone behind their back, they will definitely hear it.

"Uncle Chen, are you off work?" Lin Chaoxi stood up and said awkwardly.

Old Chen nodded at him and said with all his strength: "You are all here. It's been a while."

Lin Chaoxi felt remorseful and wanted to explain, but Lao Chen seemed to know what she was thinking and said to her in a comforting tone, "It's okay. When I was a child, his mother and I had a quarrel. His mother always said that I was a poor ghost. He has always thought so. He thinks that saving money for me is a good thing. He is a good child, but he is not a good father... It's me..."

Lao Chen was a little speechless. He turned around and looked upstairs: "I'm going back first, you guys go ahead and have fun."

"Dad!" Chen Zhu stood up.

Lin Chaoxi and Pei Zhi looked at each other. Seeing Old Chen eager to leave, Lin Chaoxi said, "Uncle Chen, Chen Zhu just sat down and listened to what I said. Can you listen to me too?"

Lao Chen stopped.

"Chen Zhu is unwilling to accept your money to go to a better school because he does not have enough trust in his father. This is his problem. But if you say this, Uncle Chen, you also essentially do not trust your own son."

Lin Chaoxi looked at Chen Zhu, raised his head slightly and said, "If he has thought it over carefully and believes that he can study well no matter what environment he is in, we should believe in his determination."

On a night in late summer or early autumn, the small garage became quiet.

After a while, Chen Zhu couldn't help but say, "Just to use the computer, aren't you embarrassed to say these things?"

"I'm not blushing, why are you blushing before me?" Lin Chaoxi paused, "So, classmate Chen Zhu, in the three years of high school, can you maintain the same determination and perseverance in making decisions as before?"

Chen Zhu fell silent. Lin Chaoxi bent down, picked up her cup, and took another sip.

"Three years is a long time." Chen Zhu looked at her and came to his senses. "I think you are setting a trap for me so that I can't relax for three years. Or is it because you were just being impulsive when you made the decision?"

"Ah, nothing happened. I'm not that kind of person. Don't talk nonsense." Lin Chaoxi directly denied the three statements.

While she was talking, she was secretly looking at Lao Chen.

But Old Chen has been gazing deeply at his son.

Chen Zhu felt a little embarrassed by his father's stare, but he forced himself to hold his head high. Finally, he couldn't help but say to his father, "It doesn't matter where I study. It's because of this. It's not to save you money. Don't listen to her nonsense."

Hearing this, Old Chen's slightly hunched back straightened up again, as if his son's ambition had also made him stand up straight. He said, "Okay, I don't believe it."

Lin Chaoxi rubbed his nose and pretended not to exist.

"Can I meet your father when I have time?" Lao Chen looked at her. "He taught you very well. I want to learn from him."

"Just praise me...don't praise my dad..." Lin Chaoxi blushed.

After that, they didn't say anything else. That was enough between father and son.

She returned to the computer and the boy sat down at the desk opposite her.

He took out a stack of Lao Lin's draft paper from his schoolbag and opened the dovetail clip. They just naturally started to do what they were going to do.

Lin Chaoxi opened the unfinished prediction program on her computer and began to add the new parts she learned in the Strawberry World Modeling Competition.

Old Chen left, and Chen Zhu sat down. He was not playing on the computer, but doing math problems.

At a tired moment, Lin Chaoxi stared at the lines of code on the screen, thinking about what Lao Chen had just said.

——He taught you very well.

In a sense, Lao Lin has always been her teacher. Her outlook on life and values ​​are inevitably influenced by Lao Lin.

So, what about Lao Lin’s teacher?

The huge feeling of powerlessness that he had felt while sitting in Lao Lin’s office suddenly came over him. Lin Chaoxi opened the web page and typed the three words “Feng Deming” in the search box.

Before the result came out, she secretly glanced at the boy opposite her.

Pei Zhi kept his head down, his eyelashes drooping, his pencil rustling against the manuscript paper. He was probably doing a testimonial for Lao Lin himself. Their computers were placed back to back, so he couldn't possibly know what she was looking for.

The page refreshed and Lin Chaoxi withdrew his gaze.

Feng Deming’s personal resume is clearly written on Baidu Encyclopedia.

Skipping over the awards Professor Feng received, the papers he completed, and the honors he received, Lin Chaoxi read the period around 1994.

——Since 1990, he has served as a professor and graduate student supervisor at the Institute of Applied Mathematics, Yongchuan University.

According to the timeline, Lao Lin entered the Graduate School of Yongchuan University in 1991, and Feng Deming was most likely his supervisor during his graduate studies.

Lin Chaoxi had actually guessed these things a long time ago, so she was not surprised to see these. However, now, Professor Feng's full appearance was clearly presented in front of her, making her want to know more.