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The seniors are honest, the room is so full that more than half of them are transferred, and I don’t know how many are ready to change majors with all their strength, and the front row is full of enthusiasm.

The first class came in was an old professor who taught the principles of management.

The old professor looked very academic at first glance. He first chatted about the past and future of management, and when he came back after a long tour, the introduction had already been finished in the chat.

"Damn it." Ji Sinian held up a pen, and didn't know where to start writing the three or four pages of introduction. He looked at the first row of students who were typing on computers and pads, but he didn't seem to get the point.

"College students, the first class, what I want to teach you is to learn to change your thinking!"

The old professor spoke in a cadence, every pause was unexpected, and he walked back and forth on the wide platform with the microphone in his hand.

"University needs to learn, to learn knowledge. What is knowledge? What is written in textbooks, what is tested in exams, noun explanations, and word meaning analysis. These are all knowledge, but not all of them."

Zhong Tao was ready to memorize these words, but after hearing the "but", he deleted them in a flash: "This is a big gasp."

"Is there a classmate who has started to take notes? This is the first thing you have to adapt to today. Change the thinking mode of being a bully in high school..."

Ji Sinian sighed, thinking that I was not a bully in high school.

Xie Hang hadn't responded to the message yet, so he saved the registration form on his phone, pulled out the document Yin Bo sent him on the first day of registration, and studied the league's competition system.

The competition is a school-level competition with a large number of participants. It is only divided into preliminary rounds and finals, and there is no semi-finals.

The preliminaries are based on an online points system, and are divided into three matches. Two members of the team compete one by one, and then a team competes. The top [-] players in the group will participate in the on-site finals.

There were still spectators in the live finals.

Ji Sinian had a headache.

The [-] teams participating in the finals will all have prizes. We call on everyone to devote themselves to enjoying the competition in a stress-free, anti-introverted way. There will be one first prize, three second prizes, and [-] fucking third prizes.

Wouldn't that make the stress even more stressful?

Ji Sinian frowned and turned to the next page.

Remarks, participating in this event means agreeing to be a subject by default, providing personal six-dimensional ability data for the scientific research of the Department of Psychology.

The reference question types are attached below. The question types of the online competition are very simple. A six-dimensional radar map is pasted under each item, and memory space reasoning calculations create observations.

This points competition is coming to an end, it's okay to say how he answers, Xie Hang can't give him a perfect score, or it would be too embarrassing for him to enter the finals and go on the scene.

Ji Sinian's cognition of himself is very precise. His six-dimensional radar map probably only excels in creativity.

The registration form was indeed designed according to the requirements of the recruiting subjects, and it was so detailed that it was necessary to fill in the duration of education.

Ji Sinian started counting from kindergarten with his fingers.

From the moment he made this action, he was no longer suitable to participate in this IQ competition.

Xie Hang: "get out of class ends at 11:50."

Ji Si Nian paused when he counted to seven, forgetting how many grades he had just counted.

He clicked back into the dialog box, and he couldn't form a suitable order for the words in the reply, so he deleted them all, and finally sent a very weak sentence: "Which building are you in?"

Xie Hang said, "It seems to be in your classroom."

Ji Sinian: "?"

The phone hit the table with a bang, and he quickly looked up to see that the old professor was still continuing to talk as if there was no one else present, so he asked Zhong Tao in a low voice, "Is there any place where I can check the schedules of other schools?"

"Yes." Zhong Tao was dragging his chin and listening to the lecture intoxicatedly, and replied very perfunctorily, "You can check it on the official website."

Ji Sinian sighed: "Damn it."

No wonder Bai Yuhui's girlfriend came to accompany him to class, he didn't have to go to the classroom after this class.

Why is Xie Hang checking his class schedule?

The long-standing inconsistency and confusion finally reached its peak, and he immediately curtailed his plan to treat him to lunch, and switched to the chat interface of Yin Bo, whom he had not favored for a long time.

Ji Sinian: "Are you awake?"

Ji Sinian: "Get up for me."

Ji Sinian: "A question, let's say I like someone, and I'm going to chase after him on the sidelines, but I haven't acted yet, and the person sends me a flower and checks my class schedule. Let's analyze what this means. ?”

Not long after, Yin Bo replied: "Is this someone chasing you?"

Ji Sinian: "Fart, this guy is straight."

Yin Bo: "He told you personally?"

As expected of Yin Bo, he can put farts on point.

Ji Sinian: "Fuck, what you said makes sense, but this person's situation is very complicated, and I can't rush to inquire about him."

Yin Bo: "Did you ask his sister about it?"

There are a total of ten characters in this sentence plus punctuation marks, Ji Sinian read it three times with his eyes wide open, he didn't know how to answer it.

He hasn't met Yin Bo since the beginning of school, so Yin Bo can guess it by himself.

Fuck, isn't this crazy, Yin Bo can guess it, Xie Hang's IQ that can go to Mars without the atmosphere blocking him, how can he not guess it?

Has he already guessed it?

Ji Sinian supported his head dejectedly, watching the old professor click out a new PPT.

On the first day of a crush, there is a high probability that the crush has already discovered it, and the other person may have discovered it earlier than he has awakened.

He didn't even know how to reply to Xie Hang's message.

"There is no problem with the CT scan at present. This short-term sharp pain is functional pain. Have you been under a lot of pressure recently?"

Xie Hang didn't speak.

The doctor clicked twice on the computer, pondered for a moment: "It was the cardiology department who suggested you come here, right?"

"En." Xie Hang said in a low voice, "There is no problem with the heart."

"Have you ever had it before? Besides the heart, this kind of pain in other places also counts." The doctor looked at him, speaking at full speed, trying to ease the anxiety of some patients.

The uneasiness exuded by Xie Hang was too obvious, even if he didn't realize it, he could still see it at a glance.

"No. My mother...has," he said.

The doctor smiled: "Well, I saw your family medical history. Take it easy."

He picked up a few forms on the table: "There also gave you an MRI and an EEG, I'll cancel these two for you first, you can feel it yourself, right, the root of your illness is in your heart head."

Xie Hang bent down and put his arms on his knees.

"Have you taken any medicine recently?"

His eyes were a little messed up, and he shook his head: "No."

"Make a scale first, huh? You've done it before." The doctor took out a few sheets from the drawer, "Don't be too anxious, the pain is not because of what you think, relax first."

Xie Hang looked at the gap between the tiles on the floor, and took the scale: "But I have to go back to school soon."

"I'm also here this afternoon. If you come today, you don't need to register and come up directly, and you can register again the next day." The doctor glanced at the medical record, and then wrote a few lines on the previous page, "It's okay, it's not too big. Question. Let’s talk about it next time.”

Xie Hang clamped the scale and the medical record together, and slowly stood up.

It takes eight subway stops to go back to school from the No. [-] Affiliated Hospital of Anda University. Xie Hang leaned against the corner of the connecting compartment, reading the contents on the scale line by line.

He has made this form countless times, both by himself and at the hospital, and the total is at least as thick as a book.

Xie Hang still felt his fingers trembling unconsciously as the subway galloped through the passage.He clicked on Lin Jing's phone, but found that the signal was intermittent and he couldn't dial out.

He looked at his face in the windowpane.

Originally, he could ask for leave today, but he just wanted to rush back.

Because Ji Sinian asked him when get out of class was over.

Lin Jing's phone call came when he swiped his card and walked into the school. Xie Hang was a little surprised. The signal in the subway was so poor that the bell on the other side of the connection even rang in just a few seconds.

"Xie Hang?" Lin Jing's background was very quiet, as if she had returned to her own clinic.

Xie Hang didn't think about the purpose of making this call at all, it was just that there was something piling up in his chest at that time, and he couldn't hold it back so he dialed impulsively.

He sat on the bench by the lake, and after a while he said: "My mother is going back to Ancheng, and I have to pick her up tomorrow, her biphasic..."

"Xie Hang." Lin Jing interrupted him.

Xie Hang scratched his hair, was silent for a while, and said in a low voice weakly: "I haven't been feeling well these two days, my heart hurts occasionally, and my appetite hurts, I thought it was..."

"Accompanying physical symptoms?"

"Yeah." Xie Hang said, "I went to investigate, they said it was just caused by too much mental pressure, Doctor Lin, I..."

Lin Jing quickly answered: "Just say what you want, you just call me because you want to talk to someone, right?"

The lake was sparkling, Xie Hang felt a little dizzy looking at it, and felt a sudden light in his heart the moment he spoke: "Sister Lin, I don't know how to deal with a relationship."

Lin Jing heard that he changed his address, and knew that it meant simply talking about his illness without talking about it.She responded softly: "well, since when? Did you tell him? "

"Since... in August, he asked me about my lucky bead, which my grandma gave me." Xie Hang said, "I haven't told him yet, but I'm afraid he will ask me, and I know he will soon Come and ask."

"Ah, he likes you too." Lin Jing smiled.

Xie Hang's voice was a bit difficult: "Should I respond?"

I don't know if I'm asking myself or Lin Jing.

"Actually, you've already responded, right?" Lin Jing said, "That's why you're in pain. You feel conflictedly like an irresponsible scumbag after 419?"

Xie Hang forced a smile: "Yes. But I don't have 419."

Lin Jing also laughed: "Why did you respond?"

"I can't bear to watch it." Xie Hang said, "I don't want to see him struggling repeatedly because the person he likes is me. He has to worry about this and that, and speculate. If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't have to think so much."

"Then have you ever thought that he will be more uncomfortable after responding?" Lin Jing asked, "You pushed yourself into such a situation with your own hands."

Xie Hang looked up at the dazzling sun, his whole figure was like swimming in the water in a down jacket, feeling heavy and stuffy.

"Actually, what you are worried about now is not genetic diseases and the future decades later," Lin Jing said, "You are just worried that your bad relationship will hurt him, right?"

She paused for a while, leaving Xie Hang enough space to think, and then continued: "From a doctor's point of view, I would only suggest that you should stop and stop, and not be a wavering and indecisive person. But today I think Give you advice from a friend's point of view."

"Delay until the day when he confesses his love, tell him it's impossible, and then part ways from now on, Xie Hang, don't you think you are like the male protagonist in TV dramas who give wishful thinking but make people itch?" Lin Jing said, "If you want to be good for him, look at it from his standpoint to know what to do for his own good."

"He has a different personality from yours. You can't make decisions for him according to your own ideas. Maybe it seems to you that 'if you don't get a happy ending, it's better not to start', but in case it's 'don't try' to him How do you know that you can't achieve consummation once you try it?" What should I do?"