Airborne Learning God

"Little friend, there is no time interval for this question. How can I find the difference between the second drop and the eighth drop? How can I solve the problem if the conditions are not complete?"

As soon as the two connected via video, She Jian started yelling.

I don’t know when the habit of sharing videos to do homework started, probably after Singles’ Day, when all the review books are available.

But when it comes to weekends, She Jian always likes to do homework with Zheng Aiqing via wechat video, in the euphemistic name, direct communication can save a lot of unnecessary wasted time.

Originally, Zheng Aiqing didn't do much homework, but there was a rule in the No. [-] Middle School where the teaching director randomly selected the student number to check the completion of the coursework. After he was unfortunately drawn once, he could only do his homework obediently.

Maybe it was because she accidentally touched the hands-free button just now, and She Jian's bluffing voice was suddenly amplified a lot. Zheng Aiqing frowned, suppressing the irritability in her heart, "Wait a minute, I'm going to put on a headset."

His voice was hoarse and his throat was itchy. Zheng Aiqing cleared his throat and took another sip of water. After finishing everything, he opened the physics workbook, "How many pages, which question?"

After a long time of no answer, Zheng Aiqing looked up suspiciously, and then saw She Jian with a big face filling the entire screen.

Zheng Aiqing: "...!"

"Little friend, are you sick? Do you have a cold and a fever or a swollen throat?" She Jian looked at it for a while, "Don't just drink hot water, it won't work, you need medicine."

"Drink it." Zheng Aiqing was a little puzzled, "When I woke up, I had a fever for no reason."

Just like when he was a child, thinking of this, Zheng Aiqing couldn't help becoming more irritable.

However, the study did not proceed in the end.

She Jian rested her chin with one hand, and brought the phone closer with the other hand, "Then go to bed and rest quickly, the medicine for fever contains ingredients to help sleep, you go to bed now, the medicine is getting stronger Just take a nap, break out in a sweat, and you should be fine when you wake up."

"Then you do all the questions you know how to do first, and I will tell you about the rest when I recover from illness." Zheng Aiqing closed the exercise book, "Study hard, I'll go and lie down for a while .”

"Take a nap." She Jian corrected.

Zheng Aiqing nodded, "Well, hang up."

After hanging up the video, Zheng Aiqing stretched her waist, closed the curtains in the bedroom, turned off the lights, and left only one bedside lamp. He continued to dig out the foreign language book on quantum physics, got into bed and continued to read. .

Maybe it was the effect of the medicine. Within 5 minutes of watching it, Zheng Aiqing's eyelids started to twitch. He closed the book, turned off the light, wrapped the quilt tightly and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he was awakened by the knock on the door.

"It's almost twelve o'clock, let's get up and eat."

"Well, I see." Zheng Aiqing was in a daze, he responded vaguely, and carefully distinguished, it should be the voice of the nanny outside the room.

The room was dim, and it was impossible to distinguish day from night. The room was so quiet that Zheng Aiqing could hear her own heartbeat clearly.

Almost three hours of sleep.

Zheng Aiqing sat up, her head seemed to be more dizzy, and her body was not sweating.

Staggering down the stairs, Zheng Aiqing saw the auntie nanny changing shoes at the entrance, with all kinds of steaming meals on the table, he politely said goodbye to the auntie nanny.

The nanny told Zheng Aiqing to remember to drink medicine after eating, and to lock the doors and windows at home alone to be safe. Zheng Aiqing responded one by one.

Zheng Jingzhou and Cai Wen are still not at home today, one is busy with a meeting, and the other is busy with surgery.

Seeing the deserted and deserted home, Zheng Aiqing had a fever and her appetite was not very good. She only ate something before going upstairs to drink medicine and rest.

After waking up, the bedroom looked particularly dark due to the thick blackout curtains, which made Zheng Aiqing feel like he couldn't tell what night it was.

He took out his phone and looked at the time, and saw that it was past seven in the evening. Zheng Aiqing was so hungry that he was rumbling. He pulled on his slippers and went downstairs to heat up the meals. Surprisingly, the fever still hasn't subsided at all, but at least the temperature hasn't risen any higher, on the bright side.

During the New Year's Day holiday, the auntie nanny will only cook one breakfast and one lunch. After all, the evening is a time of joy for most of the family, so the Zheng family naturally gives the auntie nanny a holiday.

Due to Zheng Aiqing's health, his food is not delicate, but at least it is freshly cooked. Therefore, Zheng Aiqing is not very used to eating today's very "makeshift" dinner, but he is very hungry, so it doesn't matter .

After eating, she drank a lot of medicine in bits and pieces, her stomach was full, and she went to the toilet a few times. Finally, Zheng Aiqing took a bath by herself with a strong consciousness, and then climbed into bed and continued to sleep.

Half asleep and half awake, Zheng Aiqing heard the sound of her phone vibrating, picked it up and saw that it was a WeChat video call from She Jian, Zheng Aiqing curled her lips, the room was dark, and he was too lazy to turn on the light, and finally hung up directly, he was dumb With a low voice, she sent a voice message for more than ten seconds to She Jian, to the effect that she drank the medicine and was going to bed, and if she was not well tomorrow, she would go to the hospital to hang water or something.

Before She Jian could reply, Zheng Aiqing yawned and huddled under the quilt to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Zheng Aiqing was in a daze, and seemed to hear the sound of the bedroom door being opened. He wanted to open his eyes to see who it was, but was swept away by the overwhelming sleepiness.

In the end, she fell into darkness, and before she fell into a deep sleep, Zheng Aiqing felt a generous and warm hand brushing her hair away and touching her forehead.

Cai Wen gently opened the door and walked in, still holding a thermometer, medical alcohol and cotton balls in her hand, she pressed her voice and asked Zheng Jingzhou, "Is the temperature very high?"

Zheng Jingzhou shook his head, and took a thermometer to measure Zheng Aiqing's body temperature. After waiting for some time, Cai Wen also touched Zheng Aiqing's forehead. Seeing that his son didn't wake up, he just frowned and whimpered in the bed body, she worriedly suggested, "I think it's better to send it to the hospital, it's not good if you have a fever and cause inflammation."

"The dew is heavy in the middle of the night. I'm afraid the child will be slapped by the wind and it will get worse. Let's wait and see." Zheng Jingzhou took the medical alcohol on the side and thought for a while, "Wipe Qingqing's body with alcohol first."

I don't know whether it is the miraculous effect of rubbing the body with alcohol to reduce the temperature physically, or whether Zheng Aiqing drank the antipyretics for a day. Anyway, after half a night of tossing, Zheng Aiqing's fever has subsided, at 37°3, there is still a little residual heat.

After a day of nervousness and tossing and tossing for so long at night, Zheng Jingzhou and Cai Wen didn't even take a bath, so they casually collapsed on the bed in their bedroom and fell asleep.

It's not that they don't want to care about their son, it's that they have more than enough energy.

However, Zheng Aiqing, who was tossed by Zheng Jingzhou and Cai Wen, slept well. She woke up at dawn, but felt her skin felt weird after waking up, so she took a bath and came out only to find out that her parents took care of her for half the night.

It was already past nine o'clock in the morning, and Zheng Jingzhou and Cai Wen had already rushed to work in the hospital. Such a high-load continuous work would definitely cause certain harm to the health of the two, but there was no way around it. During the holidays, the hospital will be extraordinarily busy.

Seeing that there was a note on the table, Zheng Aiqing picked it up from what Cai Wen had said about last night, and her instructions. There was food prepared by the nanny on the table, probably to take care of her sick child specially. The food is very light.

It may be that she caught a cold after taking a shower in the morning. Zheng Aiqing felt top-heavy again not long after breakfast. When she took her temperature, she found sadly that her high fever had recurred!

It felt like beeping the dog.

So, when Zheng Aiqing connected to the second video call from She Jian, it happened to be Zheng Aiqing with red cheeks, dry lips, and blue eyes in front of She Jian's eyes.

She Jian was taken aback by such a haggard child, and thought that she really came to the right place.

As usual, she asked about her condition. Zheng Aiqing heard that She Jian's voice was unsteady, as if she was running, "What are you doing, out of breath, running in the morning?" No, it's almost noon.

"It's really running."

The light dimmed suddenly, as if She Jianjin had gone somewhere.

Zheng Aiqing was ill, with a weary look on her face, she only said "Oh", and She Jian didn't speak again, but the video didn't hang up.

After about 2 minutes, She Jiancai looked at the screen again, "Kids, open the door, I'm outside your house."

Zheng Aiqing's eyes widened, she looked dazed, she looked very cute, and She Jian was cute, but when she thought that it was all caused by a cold, he began to feel distressed again.

"Open the door, don't stand still." She Jian urged, "It's cold outside, you'll freeze to death."

……

"Why did you come here suddenly?" Zheng Aiqing looked at someone who came uninvited, wondering, "Are you worried about my illness? Don't worry, what can't kill anyone is just an ordinary fever."

Seeing the neatly placed slippers in the entrance, She Jian knew that her guess was right, the child was at home alone.

"It's not a common fever." She Jian retorted, changed her shoes, and went straight to the kitchen, "I'm here today to treat your illness."

Zheng Aiqing thought that She Jian was going to take herself to see a doctor, "You don't need to go to the hospital, just drink some medicine and you'll be fine. The fever went down in the morning, but I repeated it myself."

"I didn't go to the hospital. I thought about it for a long time at home and felt that this is not a common cold. You were frightened." She Jian opened the cupboard, "Which one is the bowl and chopsticks you usually use?"

"The chopsticks on the top are made of stainless steel." Zheng Aiqing leaned against the kitchen door frame with folded arms, tilted her head and asked She Jian, "Why are you so scared?"

"Yizhuang party, did you forget?" She Jian washed the dishes and chopsticks and drained the water, "Last time you were almost scared to death."

Zheng Aiqing took a deep breath of luck and enlightened herself, didn't she already know about She Jian's virtues?

On the other side, She Jian was still talking non-stop, "I know a folk remedy for your frightened and lost soul." As he spoke, he took half a bowl of water, and with the other hand Holding a chopstick in his hand, he pouted at Zheng Aiqing, "Go, go upstairs, to your room."

Zheng Aiqing: "..."

Probably because she was really burnt out, Zheng Aiqing really obediently followed She Jian upstairs.

When she came to the bedroom, She Jian put the bowls and chopsticks on the computer table, touched her chin with her hands, and said with a serious face, "Come on, kid, recall, in which direction did you get scared and flew away?"

Reminding myself that this person is an idiot again, and doing a good job of psychological construction, Zheng Aiqing said again, "The balcony."

She Jian took out a piece of white paper and wrote and drew on it, "Your room is the south room, right?"

"Ah."

"That's facing Bei... Hiss, I can't figure it out, let's look for it." She Jian stood up awkwardly, walked to the door frame of the balcony, and motioned Zheng Aiqing to get the bowls and chopsticks, "Little friend, hold them, turn around, Come, just stand here and turn around."

Zheng Aiqing: "..."

"Isn't it a prank?" Zheng Aiqing's tone was suspicious, "Don't mess with me, I'm sick."

She Jian frowned, "It's said to be a cure."

"Come here, insert the chopsticks into the bowl, hold them gently, and then turn around in four directions, see which direction the chopsticks are facing and can stand on their own."

Seeing She Jian's serious face, Zheng Aiqing acted dubiously, anyway, he would not suffer from the truth, at most he would be paying the IQ tax.

After turning it around, there was no response, and the chopsticks couldn't stand up.

Zheng Aiqing held the bowl with a kind face, suspecting that she might be a fool to believe what that old dog Bi said.

She Jian was obviously more incomprehensible than Zheng Aiqing, muttering, "It shouldn't be, how could this happen!" Talking to herself for a while, She Jian boldly analyzed, "Maybe your way of turning around is wrong. It turns clockwise, why don't you try counterclockwise this time?"

Zheng Aiqing had a particularly violent temper when she was ill. Hearing this, he became very angry. He just wanted to grab She Jian and beat her up, but when he looked up and saw She Jian's face full of worry, confusion and boredom, he again Miraculously silenced.

Forget it, the left and right She Jian also cared about her body, and she lost her temper, wouldn't it be like a dog biting Lu Dongbin, Zheng Aiqing thought so.

Seeing this, Zheng Aiqing had to turn around again.

I didn't have any hope, but I didn't expect that the chopsticks would stand on their own when I turned two-thirds of the way this time!

You know, the mouth of this bowl is large and shallow, the water has not been filled, and the chopsticks are so long, and they are made of stainless steel, how could it be possible to stand on their own without external force!

shit!

Zheng Aiqing was still in a daze, but She Jian reacted quickly. He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly reminded Zheng Aiqing, "Hurry up, kid, don't be dazed, hurry up to this direction, bow three times, and bow!"

"Ah, oh... oh!" Zheng Aiqing came back to her senses and hurriedly followed suit.

Afterwards, She Jian poured out the water in the bowl in the direction opposite to where the chopsticks were standing, and when she came back, her hands were empty. Zheng Aiqing found out after asking that the bowl and chopsticks had been returned to their original places.

Seeing She Jian being so "sloppy", Zheng Aiqing was quite surprised, "Don't you need to do things for the tableware? Am I not allowed to use them anymore?"

She Jian laughed, and poked Zheng Aiqing's soft black hair, "As usual, what, did you scare you again?"

Zheng Aiqing: "..."

"The direction where the chopsticks were standing just now should be the direction where you were frightened. Well, the frightened soul has come back. The kid hastened to take the medicine, take a nap at noon, and the illness will be cured after waking up. "She Jian put her hands on her hips, "Well... As for me, I can go home and continue my studies, diving in the ocean of knowledge."

Seeing She Jian walking actively, Zheng Aiqing was quite speechless, "Be careful not to drown in the ocean of knowledge."

She Jian waved her hand, and finally asked, "The quilt is tightly covered, don't catch a cold while sleeping."

Zheng Aiqing nodded, and then closed the door with a bang.

The food was already a bit cold, and Zheng Aiqing had no appetite, so he didn't heat up, didn't eat, just drank the medicine and went to bed. When he woke up, he took out a thermometer and measured it. It was 36°8, which was a normal body temperature.

The fever is gone.

Zheng Aiqing opened her mouth slightly, and sighed a little, although she didn't know whether it was used by "Fashi" or the medicine, but it didn't matter anymore.

Facing Zheng Aiqing, whose fever had subsided, Zheng Jingzhou, who skipped work and went home in the afternoon, felt relieved.

Ever since, the three-day holiday of New Year's Day passed while Zheng Aiqing had a fever and kept sleeping.

In mid-January, the seventh middle school held the final exam.

There is no doubt that Zheng Aiqing still sits firmly in the first place, leaving the No.2 He Cup by several points.

What's even more gratifying is that She Jian's hard work was not in vain. In this exam, he has broken away from the bottom three, although he is still a scumbag.

But no matter what, the first semester of the first year of high school ended like this forever.

After the cruel final exam, there is a bright and beautiful holiday life.

[The author has something to say]: It is true that people are scared to fly at Yizhuang parties, suffer from fever, and have secret recipes to cure fever.I personally experienced the abdominal muscles facing the bed. At that time, the water was poured in the wrong direction. Our dormitory was frightened for a long time. Fortunately, nothing happened, but her high fever did not go away after taking medicine and water, and it really subsided overnight after that.It's not feudal superstition, but some things really can't be explained by common sense.Oh, by the way, Abdominal Muscles is a girl from Hefei, Anhui. She said that this method is from her hometown. If there are cuties in Hefei, Anhui among the readers, they may know.It can only be said that all things have spirits, so always be in awe.

(The original manuscript of this chapter was deleted by the hand of Abdominal just now, and now it is re-coded out in a hurry, and it is coded while crying, it's too fucking really :)