Lin Zhixia's family background was completely different from what Jiang Yubai had imagined.
Jiang Yubai once thought that Lin Zhixia also lived in a manor and had many tutors to teach her every day. However, according to what Jiang Yubai saw with his own eyes, Lin Zhixia was born in an ordinary place. Lin Zhixia's parents did not indulge her - when she wanted to eat a strawberry-flavored lollipop, her mother ruthlessly refused.
Jiang Yubai's parents also restricted his snacks. Thinking of this, Jiang Yubai felt a kind of sympathy for Lin Zhixia.
The chefs at Jiang Yubai's home are good at making Chinese pastries. In recent days, the osmanthus trees in the garden have blossomed, and the chefs picked fresh flowers to make baskets of "crystal osmanthus cakes", the main ingredients of which include Northeast premium rice, Hainan coconut oil, and Tianshui honey from Gansu. These pastries are fragrant, soft and elastic, glutinous but not greasy, and worth a try.
That morning, before going to school, Jiang Yubai found a clean lunch box, secretly packed a dozen pieces of osmanthus cake into it, and brought it to school for Lin Zhixia to eat.
The morning reading class had just ended when Jiang Yubai placed the lunch box in front of Lin Zhixia.
Lin Zhixia was very confused: "What is this?"
"Osmanthus cake," Jiang Yubai pretended to be indifferent, "It's sweet."
Lin Zhixia opened the lunch box and was immediately filled with fragrance. She had never seen such beautiful pastries before and couldn't help asking, "Where did you buy it?"
"You can't buy it on the market," Jiang Yubai introduced honestly, "This is made by my chef..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Bufeng, who was sitting in front of him, turned around suddenly, grabbed two pieces of cake and stuffed them into his mouth. Zhou Bufeng took advantage of the situation and praised loudly: "Damn! This is so delicious... It's so delicious that I'm choking to death! Everyone, come and try it... Brothers from Class 1, Grade 4!"
Zhou Bufeng's deskmate was a girl named Gan Shuli. Gan Shuli was always quiet and introverted. She even drew a "38th parallel" on her desk with correction fluid to prevent Zhou Bufeng from contacting her. Normally, when Zhou Bufeng talked to her, she would never respond.
And now, several classmates in the class came over and wanted to taste the osmanthus cake brought by Jiang Yubai.
Gan Shuli didn't have breakfast today. She couldn't help but reach out and grab a piece of rice from the lunch box in response to Zhou Bufeng's call.
Seventeen pieces of osmanthus cake were divided among everyone in a blink of an eye.
Lin Zhixia didn't even get to taste it.
Jiang Yubai was puzzled. He asked Lin Zhixia: "Why did you just watch them rob?"
Lin Zhixia said: "I don't want to eat anymore after I met Zhou Bufeng."
Jiang Yubai asked again: "If I fight with Zhou Bufeng, will my classmates report us to the teacher?"
"It's useless to sue him," Lin Zhixia said calmly, "because the teacher will definitely help you. But I still think that you shouldn't fight with him... Fighting can't solve the problem. If you hit him today, he will always remember it."
Jiang Yubai tried hard to suppress his anger. He threw his lunch box into the trash can, sat back down, and wiped Lin Zhixia's desk with a tissue. At this time, Zhou Bufeng turned around and laughed at him: "Jiang Yubai, you are Lin Zhixia's follower, hehe."
Jiang Yubai remained silent.
Zhou Bufeng pushed Jiang Yubai's pencil case: "Jiang worm, Jiang worm, hehe."
Jiang Yubai adjusted his breathing. His cheeks flushed slightly, and his eyes became cold and serious.
Zhou Bufeng sensed the unusual atmosphere and couldn't help but tease: "You are the deskmate of a freak, a weirdo! Haha."
Jiang Yubai was disgusted when people used the word "freak" to describe Lin Zhixia. He grabbed Zhou Bufeng by the collar and lifted him up from his seat. Pencils, erasers, pencil cases, and correction tapes were scattered all over the floor, and the tables and chairs nearby were in a mess. Zhou Bufeng's face turned pale, and he grabbed Jiang Yubai's wrist and pulled it back hard. Zhou Bufeng's angry voice squeezed out of his nose: "What are you doing!"
Jiang Yubai twisted one hand forward and successfully shook Zhou Bufeng off. In the aisle formed by the desks, Jiang Yubai took a step back and suddenly raised his leg, almost hitting Zhou Bufeng's abdomen with his knee.
Zhou Bufeng collapsed immediately and avoided the attack, but his left leg was stepped on by Jiang Yubai.
Just at this moment, the math teacher came in.
The math teacher's surname was Qian, she was in her early 40s and a certified "senior primary school teacher." She always wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and observed the whole class through the reflective lenses.
Teacher Qian usually speaks softly, but today, as soon as she entered the room, she said angrily, "Who is fighting in the corner? You are fourth grade students! You are not children anymore! How can you still fight? Get out of here and go to the homeroom teacher's office! The homeroom teacher asked you to come back, and if you come back, no one is allowed to enter my classroom. Just stand in the corridor! Let the whole grade see! Who dares to fight!"
After she finished speaking, Zhou Bufeng ran out of the classroom quickly.
Jiang Yubai still stood there.
He had never been scolded by his teacher before. He was temporarily unable to react.
In the spacious and clean classroom, Teacher Qian put down his ruler and compass, put his hands on the podium, and criticized with a hint of meaning: "For the sake of saving your face, I will not name some of my classmates. But you know who I am talking about... I tell you, don't think that just because you have a good family background, a little money, and a little capital, you can do whatever you want in our school! Before you become a student, you must first learn how to be a human being! I don't care if you are from Singapore or not. Or come back from New Guinea, as long as you use violence in class and pick a fight, you are wrong! I tell you, hey, do you understand? How old are you? When you encounter something, you can only use fists to solve the problem? Haven't you learned math? Don't know how to think logically? Don't fight in a study place! I warn you! I will criticize you every time I see you! It's useless to report me to the principal! I have been teaching for more than 20 years, and I don't teach students who only know how to fight! "
Teacher Qian's last words were spoken with great force.
Jiang Yubai's face was burning, as if he had been slapped. Especially the sentence "Don't fight in a study area", which made him feel extremely ashamed.
He walked out of the classroom without saying a word and went to the head teacher's office.
Lin Zhixia stared at his back in amazement.
This class was very long.
After finally waiting until the bell rang, Lin Zhixia was the first to rush out of the classroom. She saw Jiang Yubai and Zhou Bufeng standing in the corridor, with a distance of four meters between them.
"Jiang Yubai?" Lin Zhixia called him.
But he ignored her.
Lin Zhixia whispered, "Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Yubai held onto the stainless steel guardrail and said, "Don't call me Mr. Jiang."
"What are you thinking about?" Lin Zhixia asked as she stood beside him.
"I know Zhou Bufeng can't beat me," Jiang Yubai admitted frankly, "I want to beat him until he cries."
Zhou Bufeng heard Jiang Yubai's words, stretched his legs and ran further. More and more students were walking in the corridor, and their soles rubbed against the plastic floor, making a series of "swishing" sounds.
Jiang Yubai turned around, looked at his classmates, and changed his words: "But, I learned martial arts... not to beat up my classmates."
"It's great that you think that way," Lin Zhixia responded. "When you raised your leg to hit Zhou Bufeng, I expected your momentum to be strong. It was no joke. I was also scared."
Jiang Yubai asked shamelessly: "What is impulse?"
"A vector that describes the cumulative effect of force over time." Lin Zhixia explained concisely.
Jiang Yubai stood straight and nodded frequently.
"Do you understand?" Lin Zhixia asked knowingly.
"No." Jiang Yubai said honestly.
Lin Zhixia was not discouraged and patiently told him: "Life is like a K-means clustering algorithm. We all randomly selected reference points at the beginning and didn't know where we stood. Later, the data collected changed, and our reference points began to be updated. We are at different reference points, observing the same things, and we will get different conclusions. People are constantly growing and adjusting their reference points... Just like you thought it was okay for boys to fight before this class, after this class, you might think twice before taking action."
Jiang Yubai looked at her and said, "K-means clustering algorithm. Thank you. I have learned it."
Lin Zhixia smiled sweetly: "Mathematics can make people feel happy, and it can also make us think about life."
As the Chinese representative of the class, Lin Zhixia went to the teacher's office during the break to pick up a stack of homework books. She walked to the door of the office happily. The door was half-open, and the voice of the head teacher came from inside.
The head teacher smiled and said, "Mr. Qian, calm down. Jiang Yubai's father is a major taxpayer in our province. Their group contributes a lot to GDP every year and can also attract foreign investment. The principal told me that Jiang Yubai's family has connections in Beijing. Don't bother with him. He is still a child and is usually very polite."
Teacher Qian replied: "I'm not arguing with him. I just entered the classroom and saw him knock Zhou Bufeng down and step on his leg... Isn't this bullying a classmate?"
"Hey, Zhou Bufeng is a kid who often causes trouble in our class," the head teacher said in defense of Jiang Yubai, "Zhou Bufeng's parents work in Shanghai. He is being taken care of by his grandparents, and he has been stealing things for a long time."
Teacher Qian was a little surprised: "He stole something?"
The head teacher described: "Last year, your office was across the street, not with me. At that time, classmates in our class came to me to complain, but you didn't hear it. Zhou Bufeng stole the class monitor's pocket money and Gan Shuli's pen... He couldn't control himself. I talked to him and tried to persuade him, but it was useless."
Teacher Qian sighed: "Kids nowadays are really amazing."
The head teacher added: "Jiang Yubai is OK. He has good family education."
The class teacher's protection of a student was summarized by Lin Zhixia as "Schrödinger's protection."
The so-called "Schrödinger state" is also quoted from "Quantum Mechanics", which refers to a state that seems to be true and false, both like this and not like that.
Lin Zhixia fell into her own thoughts.
When she returned to her seat, Lin Zhixia called out, "Jiang Yubai."
"What's the matter?" Jiang Yubai replied.
Lin Zhixia put away the stationery and books on the table and confessed to Jiang Yubai very sincerely: "You are the only one in the class who is willing to listen to me talk about mathematics and physics, even though you always don't understand what I say..."
Jiang Yubai always put on a serious attitude and listened to Lin Zhixia's thoughts, but she seemed to have known that he couldn't understand at all. He sat up straight with a stiff body and said palely: "I will understand gradually."
Lin Zhixia said, "By then, I will have graduated from elementary school! I may never see you again."
Jiang Yubai's math notebook was almost torn apart. He held a Parker pen and asked cautiously, "Never see you again?"
"Yes," Lin Zhixia said sincerely, "Since we are now deskmates, I would like to formally invite you to be my human observation subject. I have always wanted to understand...how ordinary people think. For example, what is your first reaction when you see problems related to Hilbert space? Do you get a headache? Do you feel timid? Hahahahahahaha."
A few minutes ago, Jiang Yubai was deeply moved by Lin Zhixia's comfort. Now, he just wanted to punch himself to wake up and look at Lin Zhixia with his eyes wide open! She was still the same!
Jiang Yubai asked calmly, "Why did you choose me as your human observation subject?"
Lin Zhixia was particularly honest: "I heard from the class teacher that your family is a major taxpayer in our province, contributing a lot to GDP every year, and your family also has foreign-funded enterprises. Your knowledge must be broader than others. My study of you is equivalent to studying many people at once."
Jiang Yubai thought for a moment, then reluctantly agreed to her, "Okay."
"Thank you!" Lin Zhixia was overjoyed.
She said softly: "Jiang Yubai, you are really my good friend."
Jiang Yubai said nothing.
After this class, Ding Yan came to play with Jiang Yubai.
The sunlight from the window shone on the pages, and Ding Yan clearly saw Lin Zhixia write a line of big words on a piece of draft paper: "A review of preliminary research on ordinary human thinking patterns."
Then, Lin Zhixia started a new line, wrote "Abstract", and then put two colons.
Lin Zhixia solemnly recorded: This article further explores the thinking patterns and limitations of ordinary people by observing the author's deskmate, Jiang Yubai...
Ding Yan was shocked.
He put his hands in his pockets and called Jiang Yubai out of the classroom.
As soon as he walked out the door, Ding Yan asked, "Jiang Yubai, how can you tolerate this? Go find Teacher Wu and change seats, okay?"
Jiang Yubai shook his head: "I have a battle plan. Let her have a taste of the sweetness first and let her relax her guard."
Ding Yan didn't quite understand: "You want to be nice to her?"
"No!" Jiang Yubai denied, "I regarded her as a competitor."
Ding Yan looked confused: "Do you think you can compete with her? I heard that she only needs to read the text once to memorize it. It takes me 30 minutes to memorize the text, but she only needs 3 seconds."
It takes her three seconds to recite the text.
Yes, the opponent is very strong.
Jiang Yubai clenched his fists slightly. He would not give up. He would prove himself in front of Ding Yan and Lin Zhixia, surpass Lin Zhixia by a long way, leave her behind, and regain the self-esteem that was crushed by her.
He said, "Lin Zhixia's birthday is coming soon."
Ding Yan looked nervous: "What are you going to do?"
Jiang Yubai stood behind a pillar, the intersecting rays of light cast upon him, making his entire face half bright and half dark.
He was like the most handsome robber in the Hong Kong movie Young and Dangerous, carrying a heavy burden that was not appropriate for his age: "I will give her a gift."
Ding Yan shuddered.
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