Later, when Lao Lin mentioned this scene, he said that he always felt that the recognition process was brought forward, and that there was no feeling of father and daughter recognizing each other afterwards.
As expected, it’s Lao Lin.
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Oasis Base, cafeteria, it was already completely dark.
She, Lu Zhihao, Huajuan, and Pei Zhi sat in a row, with Lao Lin sitting opposite them.
For the first time in three days, they did not go to evening self-study, but came to the cafeteria for dinner. In front of each of them were five bowls of white porridge, which looked like they were swearing a blood oath.
Lu Zhihao's eyes were red and swollen because he had been crying, but he looked at the strange uncle in front of him with hope.
"Uncle, are you really going to teach us?" Lu Zhihao asked.
"I didn't really want to come." Old Lin said, glancing at her. "It was your classmate Lin Chaoxi who told me that he had a secret to tell me, so I had to come."
Lin Chaoxi lowered her head silently. Her hair had grown long and she hadn't had it cut, so she tied it into a bun on top of her head with a rubber band. She was now adjusting the bun with her head down, pretending she heard nothing.
Lu Zhihao: "Uncle, you are so good at math, how can we learn from you..."
"Oh, I'm just average in math."
Lu Zhihao was choked.
Lao Lin is talking to death again.
Lin Zhaoxi raised his head suddenly: "Master, please be serious!"
"Why are you so serious? It's just math, not porridge. Why should you be so serious?"
As he spoke, he picked up the bowl on the table, took a piece of milk cucumber with chopsticks, and started drinking it by himself, sitting upright, as if he was really doing this very seriously.
Huajuan and Pei Zhi looked at each other, always feeling that the future seemed bleak, and Lin Chaoxi stroked his forehead.
After drinking two mouthfuls of porridge, Lao Lin looked up and suddenly asked, "What do you want to learn?"
Hanamaki: “Math!”
Lu Zhihao: "Mathematical Olympiad!"
Lao Lin: “Which one?”
"Well, it's up to you." Lin Chaoxi said casually.
Lao Lin put down the bowl and continued seriously: "I don't have any 'watch it' here. You should first understand the difference between Mathematical Olympiad and mathematics, and then answer my questions."
"Is there any difference?" Huajuan was confused.
"The strokes are all different, what kind of observation skills are you talking about?" Lao Lin said as he put down the bowl and left. "I can't attend this class anymore."
"Come back soon." Lin Chaoxi shouted.
Lao Lin sat back down, stroked his chin, and got back into the swing of things in a second. "Everyone, tell me, in your opinion, what is the difference between Mathematical Olympiad and mathematics?"
He raised his chopsticks and nodded at Pei Zhi: "Brother Tiancai, you go first."
Pei Zhi was also stunned. He had never been called a genius so clearly and openly before, and he was not used to it.
"Get used to it." Lao Lin saw through his thoughts, "In the future, more and more people will say 'Wow~', 'He's so smart', 'Oh my God' to you!" Lao Lin was very lifelike, and finally said calmly, "It's not shameful to be a genius, after all, I am one too."
Lin Chaoxi continued to support the family.
Pei Zhi frowned, and under the bright lights, he began to think seriously about Lao Lin's question. It seemed as if they were not sitting in the cafeteria, but in a serious classroom.
After a while, he looked at Lao Lin and said, "Mathematics is a subject." He paused, "Olympiad mathematics, I don't understand."
Lao Lin acted as a ring finger, and his rough fingertips moved towards Lu Zhihao.
"Mathematics... Mathematics is easy, but Olympiad... Mathematical Olympiad is difficult?" After Lu Zhihao finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong. He could only frown, and his chubby little face was full of wrinkles. He looked at Lao Lin eagerly.
"What do you think?" Lao Lin asked her.
"I think that if mathematics is a car, then Mathematical Olympiad is the driver who trains you to drift around corners?" she said.
Hearing this, Lao Lin smacked his lips, lowered his head and drank two mouthfuls of porridge silently, then put down the bowl and said, "It seems to make some sense."
Lin Chaoxi was very happy to be praised by Lao Lin, especially because Lao Lin was a real person, which meant he didn't tell lies.
Not only her, Lao Lin's eyes fell on Lu Zhihao's face and said, "Your opinion is correct to some extent. The first-grade Mathematical Olympiad is more difficult than your first-grade math textbook. It's obvious."
Finally, he looked at Pei Zhi, who had answered the least, and said, "Brother Tiancai, you are very honest. You thought about my question very seriously, so you are even more confused."
Pei Zhi nodded.
"To understand the difference between mathematics and Mathematical Olympiad, I can summarize many sentences according to your opinions, one, two, three, four, five, etc., but these are meaningless. I hope you forget these things," said Lao Lin.
"Then why are you still asking us?" asked Huajuan Boss with his legs stretched out.
"I mean, forget the specific sentence. Feel for yourself the difference between Mathematical Olympiad and mathematics."
When Lao Lin said this, the cafeteria auntie shouted from behind: "Lao Lin, stop chatting and come and collect the plates!"
"Come here, come here!" Old Lin stood up happily, jumped off the bench, and left.
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“Is this uncle really reliable?”
Seeing Lao Lin jumping away, Huajuan hurriedly asked.
"You were there when uncle was playing with stones that day!" Lu Zhihao said, "Uncle is really amazing."
"Just because he's good at math doesn't mean he can teach us well." Hua Juan said, poking Pei Zhi, "Brother Genius, what do you think?"
Pei Zhi was drinking porridge and was nearly vomited when he was poked by him.
After a while, Pei Zhicai said slowly: "If you think so, then give it a try."
Hua Juan lowered his head and drank two mouthfuls of porridge. He finally understood what Pei Zhi meant and immediately explained: "I don't really want to learn math well, really!"
Lin Chaoxi laughed and looked into the distance.
Wearing the white uniform of the Oasis Base cafeteria, Lao Lin looked thin from behind, and was helping the aunt move the stainless steel trays onto the cart. He had no scholarly airs at all, and chatted casually with many people around him, more like an ordinary worker.
The canteen was always well-lit, the air was filled with the aroma of rice and stir-fried dishes, the children were laughing and talking all the time, and Lao Lin seemed to glow under the incandescent lights.
Lin Chaoxi still feels like she is dreaming. She never thought that Old Lin would quit his job as a park manager and come to Oasis just because of a phone call from him.
What she didn't expect was that Lao Lin would actually agree to work in the cafeteria, doing odd jobs while teaching them something.
Of course, Lu Zhihao and Huajuan also secretly asked many times, why did uncle come to teach us, why was he willing to teach us?
Lin Chaoxi didn't know what Lao Lin really thought, and couldn't give a clear answer.
But based on her knowledge of Mr. Lin, she would probably reply, "Why not?"
As long as I am happy, I can live any way I want.
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