[Han Zhang] One thought

15.

Zhang Xinjie also imagined the situation after returning to school countless times, but he didn't realize the huge gap between his ideal and reality until the school started. He didn't have any particularly advanced professional courses in his freshman year, but he didn't expect it. The management major even offers courses in advanced mathematics and linear algebra.

This made him scratch his head - he has been a professional player for so many years, and the foundation of high school mathematics has long been thrown away, let alone calculus and linear algebra, which he has never touched... textbooks in hand Here, it is almost like a book from heaven.

Fortunately, Zhang Xinjie's mind is still active, and he is willing to work hard. He often stays up all night in the self-study room, and drags two huge dark circles to go to class the next day. After returning to school, he "sleep at 11 o'clock" His old habits were gradually abandoned by him, and staying up late became commonplace.

In addition to mathematics courses, professional courses such as business English and microeconomics also made him burnt out. He gradually realized that if he wanted to catch up with the "chosen ones" who passed the college entrance examination, he would have to pay several times more. ordinary people's efforts.

Slowly, he found that he was thrown back to the state of being out of step with everyone in Tyranny's youth training camp back then. Now, he has become the one who "tails the crane" and "drives the ducks away".

What's more terrible is that all the classmates around him are from "top talents", so they are inevitably a little arrogant. No one wants to talk to Zhang Xinjie, an "older freshman". At that time, he was in a very difficult situation, and he didn't even have anyone to ask for advice.

He can only stop the teacher to ask questions after class, send emails to the teacher, or look for online classes in cafes around the school with his laptop on weekends.Under such circumstances, he had fewer and fewer contacts with Han Wenqing. At first, he could take advantage of the fact that no one in the dormitory had a phone call or facetime at night, but then he was busy until a week or two, or even once a month. On weekdays, they can only like each other's circle of friends before going to bed, or ask Han Wenqing to send him two photos of briquettes.

Han Wenqing has also gradually gotten used to this rhythm. On the one hand, Tyranny has gradually become busy with his work after entering the new season. Overtime and meetings are commonplace; on the other hand, he is afraid of disturbing Zhang Xinjie's self-study, so he will not Offer to call someone.

The days are so unhurried, but the two are thousands of miles apart and have little contact, so it is inevitable that there will be bumps and bumps after a long time.

"Why does it feel like you're only thinking about cats?" One day when Zhang Xinjie routinely asked himself for a photo of coal balls, Han Wenqing finally couldn't hold back his words.

The implication in these words is obvious, but Zhang Xinjie can only barely find a way out for himself: "I'm so busy now that I can only suck cats to live..."

"Is there no cat in your school for you to suck?" Han Wenqing couldn't laugh or cry.

"Yes, there are, but it's better to have one at home."

Jokes aside, Zhang Xinjie still realized what the problem was. He tried to reorganize his time, trying to set aside one or two nights a week to call or video call with Han Wenqing, but soon found that he was powerless—— As time went by, the course became more and more difficult. For an older freshman like him, it was indeed a bit difficult.

Listening to online classes seemed useless—he took off his earphones helplessly, took a sip of coffee, and frowned.The two boys at the table next to him had been discussing something in a low voice, which made him even more anxious.

He took off his glasses, closed his eyes and gently rubbed his temples, only to realize that the two boys were talking about the after-school exercises of this chapter of calculus that he was reviewing. Go try your luck.

"Student, can I ask you a few questions?"

Zhang Xinjie took his own exercise book, walked to that table, and asked carefully.

The two boys were taken aback, looked at each other for a moment, and then looked at Zhang Xinjie.

"Are you Zhang Xinjie?" A boy seemed excited.

Zhang Xinjie obviously didn't expect to be recognized in this situation, so he could only bite the bullet and nodded: "I am."

"Can you sign for us?" The two boys jumped up from their chairs, almost kicking over the chairs with excitement, "We are all fans of Tyranny!"

Zhang Xinjie signed the two of them dumbfounded—it sounds ridiculous to sign a high mathematics textbook, but it seems logical at the moment.The two boys got their autographs, so they naturally enthusiastically explained the topic to Zhang Xinjie.Zhang Xinjie breathed a sigh of relief, and frowned again after hearing a few words.

"That... can I trouble you to speak slowly? My math background is not very good."

"Isn't this question very simple..."

The boy who gave the lecture muttered something, and the other boy gently tugged at the hem of his clothes, as if to take Zhang Xinjie's face into consideration.Zhang Xinjie smiled embarrassingly, and the boy who gave the lecture immediately understood it—a person like Zhang Xinjie who took the "special channel" to enroll with the world champion in his hand cannot be measured by the standards of ordinary undergraduates.

He slowed down, and patiently re-introduced the topic to Zhang Xinjie.Zhang Xinjie also listened carefully, and took notes in his notebook from time to time. He was a quick thinker, and he figured out the topic in a short time, and also figured out several other similar questions by analogy.

This day's experience was a pleasant surprise for him. He and the two boys can be regarded as making friends, and even chatted with them about the recent professional league.Ashamed to say, since he was in college, this was the first time he had heard about Tyranny's current situation from others - three consecutive losses in the regular season, successive losses to Tiny Herb, Happy, and Samsara.

Thinking of the current Tyranny team that was struggling in the transition from the old to the new, he couldn't help but feel a little sad, but at the moment, there was nothing he could do to help.

He formed a "study mutual aid group" with these two boys, letting them tutor him in advanced mathematics, linear algebra and business English, at the cost of teaching them some glory operation skills.

For Zhang Xinjie, this is nothing more than a piece of cake. Although he has been out of battle for a long time after retiring and his state has declined sharply, it is more than enough to point out two amateur players.

Moreover, because of this opportunity, Tyranny unexpectedly returned to Zhang Xinjie's sight.

They would turn on the computer and play Glory for a while after the tutoring. Zhang Xinjie marveled at the young people's energy. They even brought an external credit card reader with them when they went out for tutoring, and even prepared one for themselves.He manipulated the trumpet "Wangshan Yunwu" back then, and followed the two DPS diligently to brush blood, but he was able to handle it with ease.

The dungeon wasn't too difficult, and the three of them played it relaxed, so they chatted about the last few games while playing, and finally inevitably brought the topic to Tyranny.

"Tyranny's current situation is not good - he lost to Miracle last week..."

"However, Miracle has developed very well in the past two years, and it's not Wuxia Amon."

"However... it's quite unexpected. After all, Tyranny has been a wealthy family for so many years, and the gap is a bit big now."

"It is inevitable that the old and the new will alternate."

"I don't know when these few consecutive losses will be the end."

"Hey... Let's see when they find their status. It's useless for us to worry about it here."

After getting acquainted with Zhang Xinjie, the two boys no longer shy away from similar issues, and unscrupulously expressed their regret for Tyranny's situation.With their help, Zhang Xinjie's studies are also getting better. He leisurely threw healing skills on the two of them, and said indifferently: "Let them take their time, too hasty will not benefit Tyranny's long-term development."

After catching up with his studies, he also had more time to contact Han Wenqing.However, Han Wenqing fell into a bottleneck at work at this time - obviously, a record of four consecutive losses was really unacceptable for him.

The situation became that Zhang Xinjie "smoothed" Han Wenqing in the video. The desk lamp in the dormitory was not very bright. Under the double influence of the dim light and the blurry computer front camera, Zhang Xinjie's face looked a little blurry on the screen.

"Tyranny's situation is special right now. The old and the new are changing. There will inevitably be twists and turns. Don't be too entangled... The team will be on the right track sooner or later."

"Comrade Zhang Xinjie, don't stand up and talk without back pain. It's been a year and a half since the team changed from old to new, right? Or are you not in a hurry at all in this situation?"

"But is it useful for you to be anxious? Just like what you said to me at the beginning, no matter how good the idea is, if it can't be transformed into execution, what's the use?"

Han Wenqing never thought that Zhang Xinjie would use what he said more than ten years ago to run on him, so he was choked up in front of the screen, unable to speak for a long time.

"Are you comforting people? Why do I feel more and more blocked as I listen?"

"So do you want me to comfort you, or do you want me to think of a solution for you?"

"Can you come up with a solution? I think you're just adding to the mess."

Zhang Xinjie sighed helplessly, and was about to refute, but saw the briquettes on the other side of the screen suddenly jump onto the table, yelled at Zhang Xinjie on the screen, and slid to the side.

"Come back! Don't scratch my computer—he's not behind!" Han Wenqing snarled and stood up, the screen went dark, and after a while, he was seen sitting back in his original position holding coal balls.The coal ball stretched out its claws towards the screen, and kept screaming.

"It came around behind the screen looking for you... almost scratched my monitor cable."

Zhang Xinjie blinked apologetically, and felt a sore nose when he thought that Han Wenqing, an "empty nester", was still "depending on each other" with coal balls in Q City.

"Should you go to bed? It's almost 11 o'clock."

"It's okay, I'm going to sleep late now..."

"It's better to rest early, don't burn your body out."

"Hmm..." Zhang Xinjie nodded silently, and swallowed the phrase "he often stays up late" that came to his lips.

He finally learned to report the good news and not the bad news, in order not to worry those who care about him.

TBC