do you study

[day. ] This action can be said to have aroused public anger. Jiang Xing didn't even open his mouth. All the students in the live broadcast room attacked him. Countless cordial greetings flooded the entire comment area.

The live broadcast room was flooded with more gifts, suppressing the rose special effects:

[Free roses?Brother, see clearly, this is called giving a gift! ]

[Up don't mind, look at me, look at me! ]

[White prostitutes just quietly dive and show cute, but come out to harass the anchor, why are you crazy? ]

[day. ]: I really love up.

Ji Xu nestled under the quilt quite distressed, typing slowly.

These days, it's really impossible to get along without paying.

If he hadn't really wanted to share his experience with the anchor...

[day. ]: Wait, I'll just swipe a gift certificate.

Ji Xu clicked on the backstage, hesitated for a while, and clicked on Custom Recharge.

After charging, he quickly ran to the comment area, and after a series of very domineering speeches, he still did not forget to be sensational.

He typed: [It's a bit late, but I really love the anchor]

——Excellent problem-solving skills.

The comment area was flooded with ridicule again.

Jiang Xing paused while speaking in a low voice, and couldn't help frowning.

It's not really a lot of money.

Just as he was about to talk about rational consumption, he saw a gift special effect in the live broadcast room.

【day.Give the anchor Clover X1 as a gift, congratulations on the gift special effect "belated affection is cheaper than grass"! 】

Four-leaf clover, buy ten for ten cents.

"........."

The live broadcast room was quiet for a while, and then, countless hahahaha quickly gushed out.

Jiang Xing raised his forehead.

I don't think this person is really here to make trouble.

He ignored the constantly swiping ID, picked a few typical questions in the comment area and talked about them, and then turned off the live broadcast after seeing that the time was about the same.

After turning off the live broadcast, he thought about it, and still set [Day. ] Pulled out from the blacklist and asked him what he wanted to do.Judging from the screen swiping in today's live broadcast room, this guy doesn't seem to be a harasser...

After the message was sent, the other party replied quickly: [Spending money is really useful! ]

Jiang Xing: "..."

Just scored a point.

[What do you want to do? ]

[day. ]: Explore learning methods.

Jiang Xing was a little speechless, he was just a lecture anchor in the high school district, why did college students ask him why.

But soon, the other side sent a few high school math problems written on white paper, as well as the high math he gave to the past college last time.

For each question, there are no less than three ways to solve the problem.

In particular, one of the three-dimensional geometry uses four and a half methods. Why is it called four and a half, because the fifth is an extension of the fourth, which is barely a half.

But unfortunately, the auxiliary lines are extremely simple, there are only two.

Very ingenious.

Jiang Xing searched and found that this question was a question for the college entrance examination two years ago, and he hadn't had time to do it yet.But this style of problem solving...is really familiar.

Judging from the starting point of solving the problem, this person's thinking highly overlaps with his. Jiang Xing's way of solving problems is very wild, and he did not expect to meet someone with very similar problem-solving methods as him.

The drowsiness in his mind was swept away: [What do you mean? ]

[day. ]: Actually, I haven’t taken the college entrance examination yet. I asked you about the advanced math yesterday, just to test your level. Hey, have you read it?

[day. ]: As for the few questions I sent you just now, there is actually another solution. I heard that you are very strong, do you want to challenge it?It doesn't matter if you can't figure it out~

#I heard you are strong#

#It doesn't matter if you can't figure it out#

Jiang Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, always feeling that this person's tone of voice was unusually harsh.But I have to admit that the competitive spirit in his bones has been provoked.

[Wait for me for half an hour. ]

Jiang Xing turned over the white paper on the table used for lecturing, and calculated impromptuly. There were a total of three questions sent to the opposite side. In addition to the answers already given, he had to come up with an additional one.

On the clean paper, neat lines of formulas, auxiliary diagrams, and trigonometric functions were left behind by a black carbon pen. The knowledge of the entire high school was refined and mixed together.

Jiang Xing was unknowingly a little fascinated. After he had written out all the solutions he could come up with, he checked the time, 27 minutes.

almost.

He took a picture and sent it.

The time is still a bit rushed, but as long as the idea, the specific solution process is secondary.

[day. ]: Yes, this speed.

Jiang Xing: [I think some of your problem-solving ideas are a bit problematic, not the optimal solution. ]

[day. ]:?Where is the best solution?

Jiang Xing: [Many. ]

[day. ]: So what you wrote is the optimal solution?

Jiang Xing: [Isn't it? ]

[day. ]:Ah.

Jiang Xing endured it, but still couldn't hold it back: [Are you sick? ]

Soon, the conversation between the two of them gradually began to become weird, frantically looking for loopholes in each other's problem-solving, language ridicule, and extreme output.

But the more output, the more you can realize that although their problem-solving ideas look similar, there are many subtle differences in the middle, so the more they talk, the more they talk, the more angry they become.

Talking to a person who is at the same level as me, but who can't make sense of certain details, is very easy to get angry and shut yourself up, but unfortunately, this feeling is damn addicting.

Jiang Xing had never been angry for such a sustained and long period of time.

They even took more than a dozen classic biochemical biology questions and battled one by one.

Jiang Xing/Ji Xu: md, is the person on the other side mentally retarded?

The two of them lined up until 04:30 in the morning.

The chickens are crowing and they are still awake.

[day. ]: ...I don't want to convince you, but your method is really not the optimal solution, I'm really sleepy brother, I still have two hours to go to class, why don't you just say something, we're tied ,Okay……

Jiang Xing was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and sneered when he saw the news: [Scholars can be killed, questions can't be humiliated.I don't want to convince you, unless you admit that I am the best solution. ]

[day. ]: It’s not dawn yet bro, stop daydreaming.

Jiang Xing: [Oh. ]

[day. ]:Ah.

Then they competed with 'he' and had to say one more thing than the other.

In the end, I don't know who stopped first, Jiang Xing's phone slipped to the side of the pillow, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, he was a young scholar who was ordered to give lectures. Everyone understood the lectures he gave to the soldiers, except for an idiot who didn't understand.

Turned into a ghost after death, the stupid soldiers also died on the battlefield, they met again, so he started lecturing to the soldiers again...

The soldiers were overwhelmed by his lectures, and he finally spit out the bad breath, and reincarnated happily.

***

Early self-study.

Jiang Xing and Ji Xu were lying on the table, sleeping neatly, motionless.

After sleeping until the end of the second period, Jiang Xing woke up and ate two bites of bread. He looked sleepy and had no energy at all. The black and blue under his eyes were particularly conspicuous on his cold white skin.

Ji Xu pinched him a piece of bread listlessly.

Zeng Zhi was surprised: "What's the matter with you two?"

Jiang Xing: "I met a troll in the game."

Ji Xu: "I met a troll in a game."

"..."

Subtle silence.

Zeng Zhi couldn't put it into words: "You guys still met the same one?"

Ji Xu took a look at Jiang Xing, and thought that his tablemate really worked hard to collect Satan fragments, and he didn't know how long he had been playing with this appearance.

He lazily said: "The whole family of trolls in the world, not only trolling people, but also mentally retarded, it doesn't even make sense."

Jiang Xing was sleepy, thinking of the dream he had last night, he nodded in agreement.

He managed to pull himself together, took out his phone and started playing "Satan Descends". The long-eared cat's mission was over in less than a month, and he had to collect the pieces within this time period.

The acquisitions posted on the public screen also received a little bit sporadically, but it was only a fraction, and most of them still required him to fight the boss himself.

Brushing like this, he remembered the many fragments in Ji Xu's backpack...

Jiang Xing pursed his lower lip, suppressing the thought.

He won’t mention some things once he’s said them once, and Ji Xu’s account is only for fun, so it’s useless for him to say that he bought them at a high price.

Seeing him playing, Ji Xu also came in to form a team: "The reward for this mission is a long-eared cat doll, which is quite ugly. What do you want that kind of thing for? Is it important to you?"

Jiang Xing paused with his fingertips, lowered his eyes and said, "It's okay."

That's very important, Ji Xu thought to himself, he and Jiang Xing have been at the same table for several days, and he has never seen him be so attached to anything.

Ji Xu is thoughtful, and he is much more serious when playing games.

This week passed quietly, and when school was over on Friday afternoon, the atmosphere of the half-dead class seemed to be filled with blood, and it was extremely high.

Boarding students are not allowed to stay in the school on weekends.

Jiang Xing simply packed up his things and left the school with his suitcase.

He came out very late, and it was almost dark. Jiang Xing stood by the roadside, not knowing where to go.

The phone vibrated a few times, and a call came in. Jiang Xing swiped it open, and after a while, he answered, "Hello."

Ms. Ruan: "Xiao Xing, I looked at the phone call for you. Is it after school? After school, I went to live in the original house in the Zangxiang District. Mom asked someone to clean it up for you."

Jiang Xing: "No need, I don't want to live there."

Ms. Ruan: "Then where do you live?"

With a bang, the iron gate of the school closed automatically, and the security guard yelled into the campus, telling those who stayed inside to go home quickly.

The surrounding trees cast many shadows, and the dimmed light of the setting sun fell on the boy's shoulders.

Jiang Xing slowly looked away, pulled the suitcase and walked forward: "Hotels, hotels, whatever."

There was a long silence on the phone, and finally it seemed like a compromise, "...Okay, I'll send you some more money, you can live in a better hotel, after a while, it's your sister's birthday, do you want to come back and see?"

Jiang Xing tightened his palms, "You don't need to pay, you can't go back...it depends on the situation."

The person on the other side seemed to say something, Jiang Xing occasionally responded, and when both were silent, he hung up the phone and let out a sigh of relief.

The student hotel he stayed in last time was not bad. He plans to stay there for the next two days. The one-night accommodation fee is not very expensive. Anyway, he can make do with it and go back in two days.

The streets and alleys next to the school are complicated. Jiang Xing looked at the navigation and was about to cross a few alleys to take a shortcut when he heard a few arrogant national curses. made him stop--

"Ji Xu, when you fucking beat me that night, did you think about now?!"

"Did I give you a face? Let me tell you, if I don't send you to the hospital today, my surname will not be Kang!"

In the dimly lit narrow alley, Ji Xu was blocked by seven or eight gangsters. He was still wearing the school uniform of No. [-] Middle School, threw his schoolbag on the ground, and slowly rolled up his cuffs to his elbows.

Ji Xu: "Kangtai, do you really want to lose your face?"

Kangtai thought about being scared like his grandson that night, so he sneered and waved, "Brothers, get him!"

Hooligans with colorful rainbow fur swarmed up with sticks in their hands.

Ji Xu's eyes sharpened, he snatched a steel pipe with his hands, turned around and slashed down, and it got firmly stuck in the neck of the man behind him!

The melee is imminent.

……

Jiang Xing called the police, and watched from a distance for a moment, his brows were slightly frowned, and there was a coldness that didn't fit his age in his eyes.

Kangtai brought a lot of people, Ji Xu was blocked there, and it was inevitable that he would show signs of decline after a long time, and the surroundings were remote and no one was around, so Ji Xu would definitely be injured if he couldn't wait for the police to arrive.

Gee.

A look of impatience flashed in Jiang Xing's eyes.

He pushed the suitcase aside, picked up a wooden stick on the ground, and rolled up his school uniform. His pale forearm, which hadn't been seen for a long time, was thin and slender, with a scar across it.

The blood-gold setting sun slanted into the alley, casting long shadows.

He stood at the entrance of the alley with wooden slats on the ground, facing the group of people in front of him.

"Hey."

The author has something to say:

Inexplicably... I got up in Secondary Two (covering face)