Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 86 I want to buy osmanthus flowers and carry wine together, but it is not like the young travel

10 pm.

Jiang Yang lay on the bed, checking the control panel to see the attribute values ​​that the system had obtained from Yang Chaoyue.

2 points of high school mathematics attribute.

1 point of high school English attribute.

This means that after dinner, Yang Chaoyue returned to his room and did not slack off, but continued to study high school courses on his own.

I studied mathematics and English.

Jiang Yang turned off the tablet, turned on the desk lamp, and felt what knowledge points of the corresponding subjects he had learned from Yang Chaoyue this time.

Open the math textbook exercises,

The formula for summation of arithmetic and geometric progression is something I can’t forget no matter how hard I try.

The tangent line, monotonicity, and extreme values ​​of derivatives, which used to give me a headache, are now clear at a glance in the corresponding questions.

I hurriedly wrote a few exercises corresponding to the knowledge points, checked the answers, and found that what I wrote were the standard answers.

"Super leap, beautiful learning!"

The phone dinged.

I received a WeChat message from my mom, from a WeChat public account: [“Shocking! Everyone who drinks milk tea has this disease.”]
Jiang Yang replied: [“I’ve had three cups.”]
I received a language message from my mother, who was educating me in the Fog City dialect.

Jiang Yang then opened the English textbook.

I suddenly understood the passive voice of verbs, modal verbs, infinitives of non-finite verbs, gerunds, and participles.

Countable nouns, uncountable nouns, possessive nouns, these lexical structures that gave me a headache when I first heard them in class, now seem not that difficult to learn.

The relative forms and superlative forms of adjectives and adverbs can be easily converted when writing sentences.

Write an English test paper related to morphology.

Put the cloze test aside for now and focus on the multiple-choice questions.

Done in 5 minutes.

Check the answers, all correct!
"How could a poor student like me achieve what I have today? Is this what it feels like to be a top student taking an exam with ease?"

If I go back to school to take the final mock exam now, do I need to cheat secretly?

Nor will your heart beat faster with nervousness when the invigilator walks by.

There will no longer be the pressure of racing against time during exams, and there will be no more anxiety in the exam room when seeing others turning the page while you are still struggling with multiple-choice questions.

Maybe after the exam, you can even enjoy the pride of comparing answers with your classmates.

Pretend to be modest and say: "Oh, I may have made a mistake on this question. Oh, I also chose the wrong answer on that question. I failed the test and will definitely be ranked last."

When the test paper was handed out, all the answers were correct.

Just thinking about it makes me feel so happy that I feel hurt inside.

In front of which classmates will I be able to show off my skills then?

I remember the student with the best academic performance in the class, his name was...his name was...what was it?

I can't remember it right now.

There’s also the guy sitting in front of me who’s always dozing off, who likes to skip classes to play DNF at the internet cafe, and who has side bangs… I can’t remember his name either.

I had a naive romance with a girl in high school. The one with big breasts who couldn't even look up when talking to boys. The first time we held hands, it made my palms sweat. What was her name?

Oops.

How come I can't even remember her name?

When we were young lovers, we clearly held each other's hands, but how come it's only been ten years and I've even forgotten her name.

"Am I getting old? My memory is falling apart! I can't even remember the names of those guys who used to jump over the wall to skip classes in high school. I'm just a fool!"

Jiang Yang spoke in his hometown dialect.

The smile on his face gradually faded.

He put down his pen, closed the test paper in front of him, and let out a soft "sigh".

The faces I once thought I would remember for the rest of my life eventually became blurred, even to the last name.

Forget it.

Pretending to be a top student and feeling secretly happy about Versailles, just think about it in your mind.

If I, a 30-year-old myself, really go back to school to do these things, I may not have the same passionate feeling as when I was young.

If you want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus with wine, it doesn't seem like you are a teenager.

Even if I replay my favorite games and look through my old diaries, I still can’t find the happiness I once had.

When I returned to school for the college entrance examination, my soul could no longer find the clarity it once had.

I still remember the smell of chalk dust in the classroom. Even if I really go back, I am no longer the boy I was back then.

If you take a graduation photo of yourself, you may not be able to remember the name of each of your classmates, and you may not be able to recall why you quarreled with any of them.

Jiang Yang tilted his head to look at the full-length mirror in the corner. His 30-year-old soul and his 18-year-old self were facing each other across time and space.

After leaving campus, I gradually forgot the knowledge I learned in high school and the names of my classmates.

Haha, I still remember the head teacher's catchphrase: "I heard you guys arguing in the stairwell!!!"

These words from the head teacher remain stubbornly in my memory.

It was only after I entered the workplace in my previous life that I realized that even if I wrote a perfect proposal, the client would still ask me to revise it more than ten times. It's not as fun as checking the standard answers in an exam.

At least there were standard answers when we were students.

In the adult world, even right and wrong become blurred.

Jiang Yang closed his eyes and tried hard to recall what happened in high school in his previous life.

Among the flashing images, the most impressive one was the day before the college entrance examination in the previous life. During the evening study session in the senior high school teaching building, someone took the lead and moved the books from their desks to the corridor, tearing them up and throwing them down.

All the students in the senior high school building followed suit like crazy.

Amid the cheers and shouts of the students, they all threw their review materials and textbooks into the air.

Countless sheets of densely written draft paper were flying around.

Jiang Yang finally recalled his emotions at that time. He thought his future would always be passionate.

I thought I could become a superior person.

As a result, he became the one who was superior to others... and trampled upon the cattle and horses.

The ideals of youth were shattered.

The sound of running water could be heard in the bathroom, followed by the sound of Yang Chaoyue walking into the room.

I must be tired from studying and need to sleep.

"Oh, I almost forgot about this."

Jiang Yang opened his eyes and took out three postcards from his briefcase.

There are also the big Red Fuji apples that I bought earlier.

Look at the time, December 24th.

After washing up, Yang Chaoyue returned to his side.

There was a long desk in the room, which Jiang Yang bought for her, saying that it would provide her with a quiet study space.

What a great boss.

Spread out on the desk are high school math and English textbooks.

I had dinner and when I returned to my room, my subconscious thought was to lie on the bed and play with my phone.

But I still feel that doing so would disappoint Brother Yang's expectations of me, and would also be unfair to myself for having finally seized the opportunity.

Diligence defeats laziness.

I have been learning since I started.

I was so sleepy that I wanted to wash my face to wake myself up, but I was still sleepy when I got to the room.

Just as I was lying on the bed, there was a knock on the door: "Are you asleep, Chaoyue?"

"I'm just about to go to bed. The door is not locked." Yang Chaoyue replied sleepily.

When I first lived with Jiang Yang, I would subconsciously lock the door every night.

Before I knew it, this habit was gone.

Jiang Yang pushed the door open and came in.

The air conditioning in the side bedroom was turned on very high.

The girl finally knew he could afford the electricity bill.

Yang Chaoyue was lying on the bed, covered with a cashmere quilt. He sat up, wearing a pink sweater as pajamas. "Brother Yang?"

"Before, at the film and television city, when I got out of Huang Lei's RV, I was thinking of giving it to you, but I was so busy grabbing your special meal that I forgot about it."

"Did you get into Teacher Huang's RV?" Yang Chaoyue opened his sleepy eyes.

She had seen the stars' RVs during the recording of "Go Fighting".

It's close to the square where we eat.

She didn't understand the brand of the RV, she just thought it was luxurious and grand.

It is a large van-type vehicle.

Even in winter, there are awnings and small seats around, which makes it convenient for MC guests to communicate with staff while resting outside the RV.

Equipped with an external power supply.

Yang Chaoyue wanted to go over and take a closer look, but he gave up the idea.

It’s hard to say why, maybe it’s the huge gap in status that creates a sense of awe.

I was also afraid of leaving a bad impression on the MC guests and staff.

Even though Huang Lei and I had a lot of interactions during the filming, once I left the camera and thought of Huang Lei, I still felt that he was not from the same world as me.

Can Brother Yang enter Huang Lei’s RV?
Brother Yang is indeed not an ordinary person.

Jiang Yang did not enter Yang Chaoyue's room, but stood sideways at the door, took out two cards and an apple, and placed them on the bedside table.

He tilted his head to glance at Yang Chaoyue's desk.

really.

Yang Chaoyue is just studying high school mathematics and English.

"Don't study too late, and make sure you get enough rest." After saying this, Jiang Yang gently closed the door and returned to his room.

Yang Chaoyue didn't touch the apple on the bedside table.

I've brushed my teeth and will eat tomorrow.

He glanced at the two cards on the bedside table: "What are they?"

Take it with curiosity.

It is a postcard made of hard paper with a landscape picture on the front.

There is a line of words written in the letter area on the back.

The handwriting is neat and clean with a connected stroke:

[Chao Yue, nice to meet you. A hero is not judged by his origins, and one should always consider the reasons for wealth and honor. I wish you a bright future. - Huang Lei]
Yang Chaoyue sat up straight, his toes curled up unconsciously.

Society always defines value by one’s origin.

The six words "A hero is not judged by his origin" are like a beam of light shining into the cracks of reality.

Like the hands that hold you when you are at the lowest point in life.

This is……

"Brother Yang helped me get Huang Lei's signature!"

After finishing the filming at the film and television city, I was chatting with Brother Yang and said regretfully that I forgot to ask Huang Lei for an autograph.

It turns out that Brother Yang takes every word I say seriously.

(End of this chapter)