Chapter 79: It's stupid, isn't it?
Jiang Fengyan didn't really want to talk, but thinking that the other party was Qin Yu's colleague, he reluctantly said, "We are in love."
"How do you mean by mutual affection?" Liu Qian became interested when he heard it. He came to the club right after graduating from technical school, and is only one year older than Qin Yu and the others.
Jiang Fengyan couldn't hold it in any longer and stared at the exercises intently, hoping that Liu Qian would be sensible enough to go for the training.
However, Liu Qian didn't care about it. He lowered his head and looked at Wu San with Jiang Fengyan. After a few seconds, he felt dizzy and asked, "What is this?"
This question was much easier to answer than the previous one. Jiang Fengyan replied, "Newton's third law of motion."
"What is this?" Liu Qian was sure he had never heard of it.
"When two objects interact, the forces they exert on each other are equal in magnitude and opposite in direction," Jiang Fengyan gave a brief summary.
"Isn't this simple?" Liu Qian extracted the key information from this official language and found it easy to understand. He confidently lowered his head to practice the questions again, but within two seconds he was blinded by the questions: "No, it makes me dizzy."
As soon as Liu Qian finished complaining, he was surprised to find that Jiang Fengyan had started writing, and his handwriting was very neat: "You really can do it?"
Jiang Fengyan did not respond to Liu Qian.
Liu Qian looked back at Qin Yu and the others and found that the first round had not yet been decided, so he continued to gossip: "How many points did you get in the high school entrance examination?"
Liu Qian had just left school and was still a little concerned about his grades. However, he did not attend high school, so he didn't know what good grades were considered in high school. When I was in junior high school, I thought about giving it a try and take the high school entrance exam, but unfortunately I was powerless and the final result was not satisfactory.
After entering a technical school, he was very glad that he did not get into high school, otherwise, with his inability to withstand pressure, he would have been driven to death sooner or later.
"I forgot." For Jiang Fengyan, the third year of junior high school was a past that he could not bear to recall. If possible, he would rather never remember it.
"In our class, the total score was 600 and the minimum score was 370 to enter high school." Liu Qian said as he fell into memory, "At that time, the 100-day oath-taking ceremony was over, and I still wanted to work hard."
Jiang Fengyan heard the emotion in Liu Qian's words and asked in cooperation: "And then?"
"Then..." Liu Qian suddenly laughed, his voice changed from his usual casual and kind tone to a chilling coldness, "I met a stupid teacher, and what's even more ridiculous is that I actually believed it."
Liu Qian will never forget that he and his friends were determined to try their best for the high school entrance examination. They even used all their savings to buy English vocabulary books and basic knowledge points. When they were preparing to study hard, the vice-principal on duty passed by their class.
He thought that his serious study would please the vice principal who always looked down on them. Unexpectedly, the vice principal said to them with disdain: "What's the point of studying now? Others have studied hard for three years, and you want to surpass them and get into high school in these 100 days?"
He forgot how he felt when he heard the vice-principal's words. He only remembered that even the hand holding the pen was shaking. He wanted to ignore this sentence and continue studying with his remaining self-confidence, but the vice-principal's next words directly broke down all his defenses.
"it's out of the question."
he heard the vice-principal say.
From then on, he hardly ever opened a book, slept in class, didn't do his homework, and spent a hundred days in a daze. When he was about to go to the high school entrance examination, his heartbeat suddenly quickened more than ever, causing him to rummage through boxes and drawers to look for the English vocabulary book he had bought.
In fact, what he was looking for was not only an English vocabulary book, but also his lost youth.
Jiang Fengyan listened quietly to Liu Qian's story without making any comment.
"How stupid! You gave up studying just because of one sentence." Liu Qian said with a wry smile.
"Not bad." Jiang Fengyan suddenly said, "I have done something crazier than you because of a sentence."
Liu Qian subconsciously asked: "What's the matter?"
"Let Beicheng be expelled." Jiang Fengyan finished a physics question and turned the page of No. 53. "My score in the high school entrance examination was 591."
Liu Qian showed astonishment on his face: "You..."
"Liu Qian, don't disturb others from studying. Come here and take note of the precautions." The coach looked solemn when he saw Qin Yu and Zhong Zelin die together. Seeing that Liu Qian was not present, he called him over.
"Okay." Liu Qian responded, but his eyes were still fixed on Jiang Fengyan. Seeing that the other party was concentrating on the book, he knew that he didn't want to talk anymore, so he retracted his gaze and walked towards the direction of training. However, his mood was no longer as relaxed as when he first came.
Jiang Fengyan actually knew how Liu Qian felt. Many elders, relying on their self-righteous "rich experience", like to comment on the younger generations, and sometimes even make conclusions.
It sounds impossible to surpass the learning results of others who have studied hard for three years in just the last hundred days, but they overlooked one thing - the potential of young people is unlimited.
Not to mention the last hundred days, even the last month has the potential to surpass the results of others’ three years of hard work.
But it had been four years since Liu Qian’s incident, and there was no point in him saying anything, so he simply kept quiet.
Time passed minute by minute. Jiang Fengyan spent two hours working through the difficult problems of Newton's three laws of motion and then the difficult problems of work and power, and he wrote more than six sheets of draft paper.
It was eight o'clock in the evening. Liu Qian and his friends went out to find a restaurant for dinner. Qin Yu hadn't left yet. After watching the replay for a while, he stood up and walked to Jiang Fengyan: "How is the writing going?"
"It went pretty smoothly." Jiang Fengyan tore off the seven pieces of draft paper, put them in the last page of page 53, and closed the book. "Are we going to eat?"
They didn't eat until 8 o'clock in the evening. If it were someone else, they would have been hungry long ago, but Qin Yu's timeline was delayed by two hours, so for him, this was the normal time to eat.
"Yeah." Qin Yu replied, "Are you hungry?"
"Not hungry." Jiang Fengyan had just had the porridge at six in the evening, so for him it was just a midnight snack.
Qin Yu nodded and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Jiang Fengyan is not picky about food, as long as it is not sweet or spicy, "It's all right."
Qin Yu guessed that Jiang Feng would answer at the banquet: "Noodles or rice?"
Jiang Fengyan wanted to say it was okay, but the phone on the table suddenly vibrated. He lowered his eyes and found it was a call, and the note read "Mom".
Jiang Fengyan didn't want to answer the phone. After returning, he explained to Chen Lixue that he turned on the muted mode and no one noticed it. However, Qin Yu also saw it. If he did that, he was afraid that Qin Yu would have a psychological burden.
"Let me take a call." Jiang Fengyan picked up the phone from the table and planned to find a corner to answer the call, but Qin Yu stopped him at this time.
Qin Yu: "Do you mind turning on the hands-free?"
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