I have a date with math

I don't know if Mathematics and them fought in the dormitory. Anyway, Xiao Xiao and I slipped away first. When class was about to start, Mathematics came in with a depressed face and sat next to me.

This section is a math class. After listening to it for a while, I felt sleepy, so I looked at the math next to him. He was also listening to the math teacher.

"Mathematics," I poke him on the arm, and whisper, "How are you doing with your business?"

Mathematics sighed, and said depressedly: "I can't talk to them, so I promised them not to judge their subjects. As for English and Chinese, let me tell you, it must be rain, dew, uniform, and wet."

"... It's impossible to get even exposure to rain and dew. At most, I promise to allocate... er... half an hour a week to study English and Chinese?"

The moment I came up with this idea, I seemed to hear the wailing of English and Chinese.

Mathematics nodded solemnly, and then asked, "Is half an hour a little too much?"

"Pfft..." This amused Grandpa.

But one thing to say, this is a mathematics class, and mathematics should be taken for granted-after the joke, I opened my general review materials, and the notes on it were dizzyingly dense.

This is probably the important and difficult point that Mathematics has been sketching for me not long ago. He also told me that if you want to get 150, you have to go for [-], and that [-] is the error tolerance rate.

Therefore, the difficult points in mathematics must also be mastered, and it is a deeper, deeper...level on top of the foundation.

He found me a few difficult problems and asked me to try it first, but I encountered resistance on the first question.

Mathematics supported his head and said, "It's okay, just do it slowly."

"It's a waste of time to think about it... won't I understand if you tell me once?"

Mathematics shook his head, rejected my proposal, and said: "No, although I have a clear idea of ​​the topic, but that is also my own thing-you have to develop your own thinking and problem-solving habits."

As he said that, he looked at my frowning face, grinned again, and rubbed my hair, "It's okay, you will be fine, I believe in you."

This sentence sounds familiar, as if he has said it to me several times before.

My parents and teachers don't believe me... Maybe they say they believe me, but they don't believe it in their hearts.My homeroom teacher doesn't believe me anymore. She didn't believe that I was really going to see a doctor in the first episode... so that my hallucinations have dragged on to this point.

There is one thing to say, I don’t believe that I can do it myself, sometimes I don’t know how to get back the bullshit that I blow out, just like when I confidently bragged to the girl I liked: I am a man who wants to go to Tsinghua University.

Suddenly there was a little touch in my heart, and I always felt that he really believed in me.

Believe me that this short sprint stage can create miracles, believe that I can take the test of 140, and believe that I can make this question.

I took a deep breath and read the question several times, and repeatedly calculated on the draft paper... Maybe the clue was in the question, but it took me a long time, and I just felt that it was impossible to do it.

I wrote all the conditions for exiting from the topic on the draft paper, sorted it out, read it again, and calculated it again... Repeatedly, I passed a math class before I knew it.

Mathematics supported his head and watched quietly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was brighter than the wind in April.

——Thank you for liking to learn from me.