planetary deflection

Yuan Xu did not expect to see Xiang Zhiyuan in the base.

Yu Ziliang rented this place with money, a small private warehouse, hidden in an inconspicuous corner near the port, used to store their musical instruments and rehearse at ordinary times.He came early from school today because he had nothing to do, and he ate dinner here, sitting on the carpet against the wall, doing math problems while eating takeaway.

When Xiang Zhiyuan came, he was frowning to solve a difficult problem, staring at the problem while doing calculations on the draft paper, he didn't even know that the chopsticks rolled to the ground.It turned out to be such a pitiful and funny look, Xiao Ai and the others who were pushed in through the door looked straight at him.

"The door is unlocked, so Xuxu must have come first—hey Xuxu, you dropped your chopsticks!"

Xiao Ai left Xiang Zhiyuan and ran over to help him pick up the chopsticks, but Xiang Zhiyuan had longer legs than her, so he stepped forward to pick up the chopsticks, looked at the dust on them, shook his head, the packing bag Xiao Ai was carrying I picked a new pair for Yuan Xu.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to ask for some tableware, but he didn't expect to use it so soon.

After finally having some thoughts, they were completely disrupted by them. Yuan Xu had an octopus sausage in his mouth, and when he looked up at him, his eyes were still a little dazed: "...Why are you here?"

"Oh, Xiao Ai said that you are short of someone in rehearsal, so you asked me to help you through the motions." Xiang Zhiyuan wanted to explain seriously, "Just now we met her working part-time at dinner...you eat this at night? It's cold, do you want to change it?" share."

"...It's okay, no need."

Yuan Xu took out the new chopsticks, ate half a bowl of noodles that was almost cold in two or three bites, put away the takeaway box, stood up, and threw it into the big trash can outside the warehouse door.

After throwing out the trash, he remembered that his Mathematical Olympiad questions were still piled up on the ground. When he went back to look at them, Xiang Zhiyuan was squatting on the ground and looking at the question he had circled. He looked up and smiled at him, and said, "This question is so difficult. Shouldn't I be peeking?"

They were all math problems, and there was nothing to hide. Xiang Zhiyuan also inadvertently glanced at the draft paper filled with writing, and continued to read because he felt that there was no secret.He is not top-notch in other subjects, and he is not bad in mathematics, but this question is really difficult, and he probably won't be able to solve it for a while.

Yuan Xu sat down where he was sitting just now, folded his legs to make room for Xiang Zhiyuan, then picked up the exercise book and put it on his lap, so that it would be easier to read.

"It's quite difficult. I was eating while watching this just now. I almost finished eating and haven't figured out the solution." He wrote a formula on the scratch paper with a mechanical pencil and showed it to the other party. "I think you can try linear algebra. ..."

Xiang Zhiyuan thought about it, and it seemed that he could try it, so he simply sat down cross-legged, and went to solve the problem with him.

"You two started studying now?"

Xiao Ai froze for a moment, feeling a little redundant.

Fortunately, Su Ran arrived soon, and was also taken aback when he saw the hot math research scene. He didn't quite understand what the regulations were, and turned to look at her with question marks all over his face.

"I met Xiang Zhiyuan when I was working in the afternoon. He helped me a little bit, and then I had to push forward and beg him to help us through the motions... As soon as he came, he saw Xuxu doing math problems here , The discussion started right away, and I haven't found a place to intervene until now."

Xiao Ai curled her lips, saying that she couldn't participate in the discussion of their Xueba, so she went out to find a convenience store to buy drinks.Su Ran looked at the two men discussing with their calves touching their knees, thought about it, and followed her.

In fact, these two speeches are like heavenly scriptures. He is a scumbag and can't understand them.

When the two of them came back after buying drinks and snacks for four people, Xiang Zhiyuan had already moved to the beanbag sofa, and his knees were really touching with Yuan Xu. answer.

The two of them held their breath and turned the pages, looked at the last answer in the exercise book, and then let out a long breath together.

"By the way." Xiang Zhiyuan said, "It's really not easy."

"Actually, your thinking just now is correct, and the calculation should be the same result, but some process points may be deducted..." Yuan Xu was still writing another formula, and showed it to him after completing it, "This should work, I Take it to ask Teacher Zhang on Monday."

Xiang Zhiyuan shook his head: "Don't say that I thought of it, Lao Zhang despises me, every quiz will deduct my process points, saying that cutting corners is not advisable."

He is just lazy, every time he calculates the answer on the draft paper, he ignores the problem-solving process that should be written, and often jumps to a final answer in the middle of writing.Although the answer is correct, and the calculation process in the first half is also correct, Teacher Zhang often deducts points from him in order to let him get rid of his laziness.

Yuan Xu wanted to laugh but felt embarrassed, put away the workbook, and casually said to him, "Actually, Teacher Zhang likes you quite a bit, and he will mention you when he gives us a few make-up lessons for the competition."

This is a bit mysterious, Xiang Zhiyuan wondered: "How do you say it?"

"'There is a little student in Class [-] who, relying on his cleverness, cuts corners every time and skips the steps to write the results. If you don't deduct a few points from him, his tail will go up to the sky. Don't imitate him'... um , that's probably what it said."

"Are you sure he likes me?" Xiang Zhiyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Yuan Xu took a look at him and said, "Mr. Zhang is very hard to please. He said this to you to want you to be more careful, so as not to lose the point of injustice."

"Okay, okay, I'll pay attention next time." Xiang Zhiyuan said, got up and looked at Xiao Ai and Su Ran who were adjusting their instruments on the other side, a little bit reluctant to end this topic like this, "Actually, after coming to No. [-] Middle School, Everyone scored very high in mathematics, and I didn’t feel that I was special, and I only felt a sense of accomplishment when I did the particularly difficult papers.”

"Then why don't you learn Mathematical Olympiad?"

"I don't have time," he spread his hands pretending to be helpless, "I'm busy, as they say, I still have to hurry up and spend money like water after school. I don't have time to communicate with the God of Mathematics about the true meaning of life."

There are people in school who hate him for being rich, but they can't stand him being rich and generous, but they just look down on villains who gossip behind their backs, and skip these guys when they deliver drinks to the whole class.So these people became more bitter, but there was nothing they could do about him. After all, what they said couldn't affect Xiang Zhiyuan, he was still rich.

Yuan Xu doesn't have many friends in school, but he has heard others talk about Xiang Zhiyuan behind his back. Hearing what he said now, he couldn't help laughing: "It seems that in some respects, we both have something in common. Of course, it’s not about spending money like water.”

Xiang Zhiyuan understood what he meant, and the two brothers gave him a good shoulder.

"Yeah, it's kind of like that, but your business is more troublesome," he whispered.

Isn't that right? Because of his grades and fights, Yuan Xu's treatment in the class has not been that good. In comparison, his little things are considered minor problems.After all, Lemon Essence is only a small group of people, and Xiang Zhiyuan knows that the rest of the students like him very much.

Yuan Xu is different. Those "top students" with noses on their foreheads in the first class have no other skills, but their methods of crowding out people are first-rate. Even if the teachers like Yuan Xu, his popularity in the class is not good. where to go.

"What are you two talking about, we should start rehearsing." Xiaoai called them from the other side of the warehouse.

After putting all the things into the backpack, Yuan Xu responded, and then said to Xiang Zhiyuan: "I'm sorry, just stand and play with your phone for a while."

"Small thing."

Xiang Zhiyuan smiled at him and said nothing.

He saw Yuan Xu's performance at the livehouse last time, but when he "participated" in it up close, he still felt different.

Yu Ziliang wrote this song himself, but even if he listened to it with prejudice, he still thought it was pretty good.

...would be nice to hear the full version.

He couldn't help thinking about it.

The warehouse is very dilapidated, only a few fluorescent tubes above the head are shining, but in such an environment, there is no good equipment, no stage lighting, and even the lead singer is missing. Xiang Zhiyuan still thinks this is a good song.

When the performance was over, he looked back at Yuan Xu who was sitting behind, and found that the other party had his head down, wondering what he was thinking.

Su Ran went to tinker with the equipment, Xiao Ai went to the side to get water to drink, and handed him a bottle: "Thank you for your hard work, aren't you a little bored?"

"Nothing," Xiang Zhiyuan shook his head, "The song is very nice, it's a pity that I didn't sit by and listen to the official version."

"Whether there is a so-called official version is still open to debate. In fact, we don't have any hope."

Xiao Ai didn't seem to want to talk about it, so she took the last bottle of water and went to find Yuan Xu. Xiang Zhiyuan stood there and looked around, suddenly not knowing what to say.

It can be seen that the few of them are really using the warehouse as a secret base, and there are traces of rearrangement everywhere.Not to mention the area used for rehearsals, the area where Yuan Xu ate and worked on the questions just now has carpets, lazy sofas, low coffee tables and speakers, and it looks like an area for resting.

If Yu Ziliang doesn't come anymore, will they have to move out soon?Or would the rest of the people chip in to continue renting the warehouse and wait for Yu Ziliang to come back to join them?

Yuan Xu was still sitting behind his drum kit, Xiang Zhiyuan approached him with light steps, but saw him hiding in the shadows, raising his hands to cover his eyes tiredly, sighing silently in the music playing on the stereo.

They all heard the singing voice singing something, but no one spoke.

——Wheredowego

——Where do we go now

——Wheredowego

……

Like a drowning man who finally grasped the right straw, he jumped out of the water and began to struggle for breath.

"Let me help you contact him." Xiang Zhiyuan finally said.

Note: The lyrics quoted in this chapter are from Sweet Child O'Mine of Guns N' Roses, you can listen to them if you are interested.

The author says:

Xiang Zhiyuan’s bad habits should not be learned by good children, Yuan Xu will help him correct them in the future x