Chapter 15 Chapter 15 When I was a girl, I was obsessed with boys in mathematics and physics...
2013/10/4
"Forty-three."
——Xu Renren's Diary
She turned around stiffly and rubbed her face in annoyance, rubbing the soft flesh that was already scarce again and again.
Jiang Changjia and Jiang Song had been at odds for the past few days, and upon hearing Jiang Song's words, he couldn't help but sneer at him: "What a fuss! What does this have to do with you?"
Jiang Song, who was about to sit down, paused and stood up again, looking at Jiang Changjia in front of him with a serious look, with obscure emotions in his eyes.
"you……"
"Jiang Song, lend me your physics book."
He was interrupted by a voice as soon as he opened his mouth. He turned his head to look at Song Shiyang who was sitting on his left, and finally nodded a few times as if in compromise.
"Okay." He rummaged through his drawers with a loud and hasty movement.
Finally, Song Shiyang couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to take the physics book on his desk. With a sullen look on his face, he said to him, "What are you fussing about?"
He knew that the people in front could hear the sounds behind very clearly, so he spoke in a low voice.
But Xu Sui still heard it.
Jiang Changjia probably didn't notice this. At the moment, she was chatting happily with a girl at the table in front of her. After successfully making Jiang Song unhappy, she happily turned her head and didn't look back, so she had no idea what had just happened.
"I don't care." Jiang Song rubbed his face with his right hand and said in a hoarse voice, his words insincere.
Song Shiyang looked at him deeply and then looked away, without even picking up the physics book, leaving Jiang Song alone and unhappy. His eyes fell on the physics test paper that had just been placed on the table, and he raised his head and squinted at the class schedule written on the lower right corner of the blackboard.
Physics class.
After folding the physics test paper that had just been handed out and putting it into the folder, he took out the "Collection of Difficult Physics Problems" and opened it. Passing the college entrance examination and entering a prestigious university was no longer a problem for him, but the meaning of learning did not lie in this.
Contribute your strength to create welfare for the people.
Dreams require hard work, no matter how talented you are.
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In physics class, Xu Sui took notes and marked key points while listening to the physics teacher's lecture. The teacher of the key class did not go through the entire test paper, but only picked out the questions that he thought were easy to make mistakes and difficult to understand to explain.
This made Xu Sui feel very difficult, and he would not write down the entire problem-solving process, but only describe and summarize the main formulas and problem-solving ideas.
It is completely different from the "cramming" education taught by junior high school teachers.
At this moment, Xu Sui suddenly felt the value of Song Shiyang's answer sheet. While envying the dazzling score, he was also impressed by his extremely rigorous and meticulous scientific thinking.
Every pen and ink is not wasted, nor is there a single bit redundant.
She silently memorized the difference in scores, her hands constantly stroking the paper. The boy's handwriting was not as calm as he looked, but rather bold. The physical symbols and numbers were connected but not messy.
When I was a girl, I was obsessed with boys’ thin backs and their high scores in math and physics exams.
Song Shiyang has all of these, and he excels in all of them.
How could she not like him?
Maybe even she herself couldn't tell whether she was admiring Qiang or happy.
She gathered her thoughts, cleared her mind, and focused her gaze back on the blackboard covered with white marks.
The day passed quickly. In the last self-study class in the afternoon, Zhao Jianhua took a white paper and started the group plan of the experimental class.
Different groups were displayed on the huge projection screen using pens of different colors, and each group sat in groups.
Xu Sui, Jiang Changjia and Zhang Wenjun were torn to pieces.
Xu Sui looked at Jiang Changjia worriedly. The girl next to him stared at the projector with her eyes almost spitting fire.
Zhang Wenjun was right in front of Xu Sui. The moment he saw the list, he couldn't help but curse "fuck it". He kept scratching his hair with his hands, showing a rare manliness.
Xu Sui tugged at Jiang Changjia's sleeve and whispered, "Why don't you go talk to Lao Zhao and see if we can switch groups. I'll switch with you."
She said sincerely.
Jiang Changjia pulled the corner of her mouth with a cold face. Seeing her like this, Xu Sui reasonably suspected that she had already cursed Zhao Jianhua in her heart.
It was not until everyone started to move that Song Shiyang scratched his hair and looked up at the big screen, his eyes quickly scanning the names marked in red.
Except for one named "Xu Sui", he was not familiar with any of them.
Looking to the side, next to Jiang Song with green words was Jiang Changjia with the same green words. The pen he was spinning in suddenly stopped, and his index finger tapped the pen body. He suddenly turned his head to look at Jiang Song who was bending over to pack up his things.
"You go help her move the table down, I'll do it." He said in a muffled voice without even looking up at Song Shiyang.
Song Shiyang stared at his stinky face and sneered before getting up and pulling his seat back. After pulling it to the corner, he snapped his hands and walked over to Xu Sui, raising his chin slightly towards Jiang Changjia: "Hurry up and pack it up."
After Xu Sui knew that he was walking towards him, he kept his head down and put down his pen. At first, he thought he was talking to him, and after a moment he looked up at him.
He was taller than her. Standing next to her, Xu Sui could only see his cold white chin and tight jawline. His eyes did not stay on her, and Xu Sui realized that he was not talking to her.
Just as he was about to look away, he suddenly turned his head to look over here, frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and whispered: "Jiang Song will help you later."
ah?
Xu Sui panicked and wanted to say that he didn't think so, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Jiang Changjia's voice.
"I'm packing, don't rush me." After Jiang Changjia hurriedly sorted out his things, Jiang Song just came back after moving his things. The seat behind Xu Sui had already been occupied by a newcomer.
"I'll do it." Jiang Song lowered his head and said to Xu Sui without even looking at Jiang Changjia. Before Xu Sui could say that he didn't need help, the table was snatched away by someone?
“Eh…” I didn’t agree!!!
So Xu Sui followed Jiang Song closely and tried to get his seat back, but the young man seemed to be very reckless. He picked up the thick yellow wooden table and just kept walking. There were many people and books in the classroom, and it was very messy for a while. Xu Sui held on to his chair with both hands and ran after him, but was blocked by someone while walking.
"Please move aside, thank you, thank you." A classmate said to Xu Sui. Xu Sui quickly stepped back to make room, but accidentally bumped into another classmate's back, so he apologized again and again.
"It's okay, it's okay."
So when Xu Sui got out of the traffic jam, he couldn't find Jiang Song anymore.
?
Where is her desk?
His eyes darted around and then froze.
A question mark appeared in my head.
No, does Jiang Song really know where her seat is?
At this moment, the man who usually looks like a big boss and a cool guy is standing at the front door of the classroom with a confused look in his eyes.
Front door...
Why wouldn't he be at the front door?
Xu Sui held his forehead in silence. Just as he was about to go back to find his seat, he saw Jiang Song running to the podium with an irritable look on his face and talking to Zhao Jianhua.
"Xu Sui? Xu Sui's seat is the fourth seat in the third group." Zhao Jianhua's voice suddenly resounded throughout the classroom, and all the sounds and movements disappeared in an instant.
Xu Sui's hands froze and he closed his eyes again and again. Zhao Jianhua didn't turn off the little bee... Jiang Song was really bold to ask... It's all... You Bing.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked towards the podium, and suddenly there was a burst of cheers from the crowd!
Gossip is the only thing that brings life to a boring and complicated life, even among a group of top students.
"Here, here! Xu Sui's seat is right here!"
"Hahaha! Brother Song, this, this, this." Several boys ran over and waved their hands.
The girls pushed and shoved each other and laughed, and for a moment there was great noise.
"What are you laughing at? What's there to make a fuss about?" Shu Siyun stood up from her seat and said to them, trying to maintain order.
In fact, everyone knows that there is nothing wrong between the two of them, because they seem to have different auras and are incompatible, but they just like to stir up trouble and join in the fun.
Jiang Song stared at Zhao Jianhua unhappily. Zhao Jianhua slammed the table and scolded him: "What are you arguing about? What's so good about helping each other? When did so many monkeys come to our class?!"
Jiang Changjia cursed in a low voice beside Song Shiyang: "Is Jiang Song a fool? Simple-minded and strong-limbed, it really is the embodiment of that!"
"Not enough to accomplish anything, but more than enough to cause trouble!"
Song Shiyang didn't say anything, and rarely agreed.
Xu Sui stood there at a loss for a moment. Just as he was about to go forward and pull the seat back himself, he saw a figure coming forward.
Song Shiyang looked at Jiang Song with dark eyes and said with a slight curl of his lips: "Move together."
Jiang Song saw the mockery in his eyes and opened his mouth to speak.
"Shut up--"
Jiang Song turned off his microphone and walked over to lift one side of the seat.
The two boys moved together and the scene soon became quiet, and the "clang" sound rang out again in the classroom.
Everyone present knew that Xu Sui and Jiang Changjia got along well, and Jiang Changjia and the other two had been friends for many years. At most, they would say behind Xu Sui's back that he was lucky. As soon as he arrived, he established a relationship with Jiang Changjia, a big tree, and gradually integrated into that circle.
"I'm sorry." Jiang Song said to Xu Sui before leaving. Xu Sui didn't want to pay attention to him, but he didn't do anything wrong essentially. Stupidity was his original sin.
Finally, he just said "It's okay."
The classroom layout has been reshuffled.
Jiang Song and Jiang Changjia became deskmates, and the tense atmosphere could be seen from a distance.
Zhang Wenjun sat in the first seat in the second group, and the other three were far away from each other.
Xu Sui looked at his teammates. In addition to Song Shiyang, there were three boys and two girls.
They sat around, and only now did Song Shiyang move back his seat in the corner.
The third group, the fifth row.
It was not until she heard a familiar voice behind her that Xu Sui realized that he was sitting behind her.
"Move forward, please." He tapped her chair with his pen.
Xu Sui placed his chair too far back, squeezing Song Shiyang's living space almost to the point of leaving nothing behind.
His height of 180+cm makes it impossible for him to use his legs at all.
Xu Sui also realized this and quickly moved his chair forward, tilting his head and saying, "I'm sorry."
The boy stepped on the iron bar under the table and pushed it forward with a little force until the edge of the table and the back of the chair were completely in contact. Hearing Xu Sui's panicked tone, he looked up at the girl's back and said nonchalantly: "It's okay."
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When I was a girl, I was obsessed with boys’ thin backs and their high scores in math and physics exams. —Source: Internet
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