"Young Swordsman" is very good to read. The protagonist Jian Qi not only resembles Dou Sheng in temperament in the animation, but also has the same chivalrous spirit and tenderness as in the original novel, which makes Xie Lan unable to stop reading.
I had never been exposed to fantasy-themed works before, but I was hooked as soon as I saw them. I quickly caught up with the latest developments of the anime, and when I discovered there was an original novel, I began to read the text version with great interest.
Seven million words, half classical and half vernacular. I read the novel while looking up the dictionary. I was completely obsessed with it, and the reality and the novel were on the verge of being confused.
On the first day of the provincial training camp, Xie Lan ran behind Dou Sheng to the classroom door, and for a moment he was in a trance looking at Dou Sheng's back.
— He was confused and thought, he had clearly made a breakthrough, so why couldn't he see Dou Sheng flying on the sword
There were more than eighty students attending the provincial training this year. The large classroom was packed, but there were two empty seats in the front row.
Standing in front of the podium was a male teacher, in his forties, wearing square-framed glasses, with a square face, looking serious and reserved.
He just nodded to Xie Lan and Dou Sheng and said, "Sit according to your place of honor."
According to the ranking, Dou Sheng and Xie Lan are ranked first and third respectively, so they have to be separated. The other two of the top four in the province are both from City D, and they just happen to be sandwiched between us.
Dou Sheng glanced at the name tags on the two tables in front and behind him. Li Yuening, the fourth from the province, was already sitting in the second row. He greeted him and asked, "Do you know Geng Rui? Can we switch seats?"
Geng Rui is the top student in City D, along with Dou Sheng. He is not tall and wears a pair of purple-rimmed glasses that look a bit coquettish.
Hearing this, he turned around and confirmed, "Are you Dou Sheng?"
Dou Sheng hummed.
"Nice to meet you." Geng Rui stood up and pulled the table down. "Yue Ning and I are both from the D City Experimental School. Yue Ning, come over here."
Li Yuening stood up and smiled politely at Xie Lan, "Are you Xie Lan?"
When Xie Lan heard his name, he came back to his senses after breaking through Dou Sheng's realm. He was stunned for two seconds before nodding, "Hello."
The provincial training materials for each person were already placed on the table, sealed in brown paper bags, two bags per person, marked "Day 1", which looked a bit scary.
There were names of people and schools printed on the bag. After Li Ruining sat in the front, he and Dou Sheng exchanged the information.
Dou Sheng pinched his own, then looked at the two bags Xie Lan placed against the wall, and muttered, "Why do yours feel thicker than mine?"
Xie Lan didn't say anything, but stared at her thoughtfully. After a moment, his gaze slowly moved upwards to look at the hair on her head.
"..." Dou Sheng raised his hand and waved it in front of her, whispering, "Boyfriend, it's time to go back to the real world."
Xie Lan suddenly came back to his senses, "Hmm?"
Dou Sheng picked up the brown paper bag in front of him and patted it on the table, "Provincial training, your recommendation."
"oh."
Xie Lan's eyes fell on the brown paper bag. After a long time, he focused on the information bag marked "morning" and sighed softly.
As class time approached, the noisy classroom quieted down and the male teacher cleared his throat.
"Hello, everyone."
"Nice to meet you all. I'm one of the coaches leading the H Province League this year. My last name is Kang. There's another coach named Fu. We take turns to teach."
Coach Kang spoke in a low voice, looking down at the table while speaking, picking up the chalk on the table and moving it from the left to the right, and then taking it back from the right to the left.
"I remember last year we had the provincial training in D City, right? This year we're in H City, our provincial capital... Well, Yinghua Middle School is really good... Really good... I hope everyone can focus on the provincial training and get good results in the league. Coach Fu and I have discussed this before, and we estimate that there will be about 15 or 16 students recommended for admission to H Province this year. The top two schools will probably have about 3 recommended. Of course, this is not easy to say, it's just an estimate. For the vast majority of you here, you just need to push forward as much as possible and get better policies for primary enrollment, which is the most important thing."
The teacher kept talking as if he was giving a speech, but his words were very direct. Everyone took out their notes to read the important information.
"The intensity of our training has also increased this year. We will go over the exam questions in the morning, give out quick questions and review them in the afternoon, and have a small test before the end of the evening. This... Mr. Ma, the provincial training teacher at Yingzhong, is your class teacher. He will sort out your materials and mark your papers every day. The scores for the daily tests should be released the next morning, and then we will take the papers to review them. This is the rhythm."
Ever since we started having daily tests, there has been a constant stream of complaints from people below.
Amidst the whispers, Dou Sheng leaned over and whispered, "Xiao Ma is too tired. The exam starts at 9 pm, and the results will be released at 7 pm the next day. There are more than 80 people in the class."
Xie Lan looked at it for a while and sighed, "It would be great if you could give Ma Du some courage."
Dou Sheng was stunned, "?"
Coach Kang instructed: "Provincial training is different from normal classes. Everyone must follow my progress and don't do it on your own. Now, everyone open the information packets for this morning."
Amid the chaos of everyone flipping through documents, Dou Sheng quickly reached out and gently patted Xie Lan on the forehead.
"Return to the soul, Fellow Daoist Xie Lan, return to the soul."
Xie Lan said "oh" and took out the information in the bag.
He tried hard to calm himself down and looked through the information.
The materials in the morning were examples organized around the geometry part of the exam syllabus, totaling 8 pages. Judging from the thickness of the materials, they were far less terrifying than the ones in the afternoon.
Xie Lan tried to read an example question. The difficulty was still a little higher than the previous training. The method of connecting the auxiliary lines for this question was not very intuitive. He frowned slightly, quickly adjusted his state, picked up a pencil and tried to do it.
"The knowledge points have been covered during the semester. We will start with the examples. Please look at the questions."
Coach Kang picked up the chalk and put it on the blackboard.
It seemed like he was being careless, but he drew a textbook-level regular octagon on the blackboard with his bare hands from beginning to end in a blink of an eye.
The classroom was dead silent for a moment.
Xie Lan heard Geng Rui exaggerating and took a deep breath, "As expected of a provincial training coach, this hand is made of a ruler, right?"
Coach Kang still had no expression on his face. He pointed the chalk randomly over here and said, "Student, please tell me what you think of this problem."
"Damn... Isn't the quick review done in the afternoon?"
“I haven’t had time to read the question yet.”
"Who is so miserable? He is so miserable right at the beginning."
"The big guys sitting in the second row, from the third or fourth province, Xie Lan and Li Yuening?"
"That should be Xie Lan. Li Yuening is from my class. He changed his seat to the front."
"What was the score for the provincial third preliminary round?"
"ninety two."
"That should be because I didn't solve the last question of the number theory and recursion problems."
Xie Lan was stunned for a moment. Coach Kang looked at Xie Lan and raised his chin again, "It's you."
Xie Lan reacted, nodded and stood up.
Fortunately, I have just tried to connect a few lines and have an idea for the next step.
"I haven't looked at it carefully yet. This question should first make any inscribed equilateral triangle in a regular octagon that meets the requirements, and then..." Xie Lan paused, and quickly glanced at the question. The concise and clear statement was easy to understand. He traced on the paper with the tip of his pen, "To find the sum of the lengths of the target line segments, it is essentially to calculate the lengths of the line segments in the straight line. I guess it is to use Ceva's theorem to calculate a constant, and then count the number of target line segments..."
Some people in the audience lamented that big guys are different, but Coach Kang showed no emotion. "How much?"
Xie Lan paused, and the tip of his pen quickly passed between the vertices. "The final number should be 15 plus 3, 18 (the target constant), and the side length of the polygon is 6, so..."
The classroom was very quiet. Xie Lan had already connected all the auxiliary lines. He felt that the amount of calculation was not too much, so he quickly wrote down a few expressions on paper. "The length of the target line segment should be one-half times the square root of three, multiplied by 18, the answer is nine times the square root of three."
The classroom was completely silent, and the whispers had ceased. Coach Kang looked at me, as if he was a little dazed. After a while, he nodded and said, "Right. Sit down."
As Xie Lan sat down, Geng Rui immediately poked him on the back with a pen, "Dude, are you a geometry genius?"
Xie Lan frowned subconsciously, without turning around, and only whispered perfunctorily: "I have done something similar."
There are so many questions to practice that no matter whether they are questions you have done before or not, they are very familiar at a glance. Not only can you immediately think of other questions on the same test point, for some questions you can even guess how the teacher deformed the questions.
Geng Rui breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh. That's pretty impressive."
Coach Kang turned his back and connected the auxiliary lines on the blackboard in a few strokes, then turned back and asked, "Are you Xie Lan from Yingzhong?"
Xie Lan nodded.
The coach pointed at Dou Sheng and asked, "Are you Li Yuening from the D City Experimental School?"
Li Yuening in front raised his hand, "Master, it's me."
Dou Sheng said: "I am Dou Sheng from Yingzhong. Li Yuening and I have switched seats."
Che Ziming said from the back seat: "We have to adjust, teacher. The two in our class are conjoined twins."
The classroom suddenly burst into laughter. Xie Lan was startled by the bizarre laughter of these math elites and turned his head back inadvertently.
Dai You was sitting behind me. Perhaps due to the pressure from the provincial training, his expression was quite numb. When he saw me turning around, he pulled the corner of his mouth very reluctantly.
Xie Lan looked at him as if he was looking at a ghost for a long while before turning back.
"What's wrong?" Dou Sheng asked casually.
Xie Lan shook his head, "It's okay."
I just feel that Dai You is a little bit strange... It's just that his facial nerves are always twitching recently.
Coach Kang speaks slowly, but his thinking is extremely agile. When Xie Langang answered questions on the spot, everyone complained that he was inhumane, but Coach Kang also spoke at the same speed. Zhang Xin directly pointed out the idea, calculated the key numbers, or scratched them on the blackboard, and then gave the result directly.
Occasionally when they asked people to stand up, they would name the top students in the province. Probably because they were afraid that others would not be able to do it and would slow down the progress. Xie Lan stood up four times in the morning, and the other four students who were among the top five in the province also stood up about twice, making this group of top students who usually loved to work alone and not listen to example questions miserable.
Xie Lan forced himself to leave the world of cultivation for the whole morning, and finally made it to the lunch break. While waiting in line, he quickly took out his small box.
"Lan, what are you looking at?" Che Ming came over and stared at the screen. "Fuck, are you still looking at Xiao Ni?"
Xie Lan hummed twice, dodged the shove and continued watching.
Dou Sheng sighed softly behind him, "He's almost going crazy."
Wang Gou stood in front and suddenly nudged Xie Lan, saying excitedly: "The food at the provincial training camp is too good!"
"Huh?" Xie Lanmang raised his head. Someone in front of him had just finished getting his meal. On the plate were the same dishes that were displayed at the Yingzhong food ordering window, but with a small portion of ice cream that he had never seen before, and a small brownie cake.
Dai You stood on tiptoe and scanned the window. "I see there's a dessert window with fruits, cakes, and ice cream. Oh, it says everyone can choose one for free, but if you want more, you have to pay."
"Free?" Wang Gou's eyes widened.
Yu Fei pouted with a bitter face: "I guess he's afraid that we'll abuse him and make him stupid, so he's giving us some sugar."
Che Ziming cursed under his breath when he heard this: "Fuck, I think you're ugly."
It was a good thing to have dessert. Xie Lan didn't eat spicy food, and she had already gotten tired of the few dishes left by the window. In addition, she didn't have an appetite for hot food in the hot summer, so when she got her meal, she ordered a bowl of fruit jelly, three kinds of dessert, and a coconut.
The coconuts are all placed on ice, with a cool and sweet taste that is very easy to eat.
Xie Lan sat down at the round table with everyone else, took two sips of the ice coconut, and let out a sigh of relief.
The phone suddenly vibrated.
The up master you follow, jianjueshuaidou_dm, has just posted a new dynamic
"What happened?" Xie Lan asked while biting the straw.
Dou Sheng put down his phone and casually put the extra egg tarts into Xie Lan's plate.
"Just to give you a heads-up, my next video will be submitted to a new event on the platform."
"oh."
Xie Lan didn't take it seriously. He held an ice coconut and drank it while emptying his mind. He drank it all before he freed his hands to check the status.
人间绝帅抖_dm: Since I'm going to participate in the top 100 this year, I can't miss any theme submission. No matter how outrageous the topic is, I'm going to do it! As a preview, I've decided to participate in the #pretend-I-have-a-boyfriend# theme, so stay tuned.
Several people at a table also opened their phones and saw this update.
Five faces were confused.
Che Ziming found his tongue first and said in shock: "You, pretend to have a boyfriend? Male? Male??"
Dou Sheng poked at his phone nonchalantly, "Yes, it's an official question."
Xie Lan's heart was beating fast, "How are you going to... pretend?"
Dou Sheng thought carefully for five seconds.
He frowned again and pretended to be troubled for five seconds.
"I'll go with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and Che Ziming knocked over an empty tray of desserts on the ground, and he rolled onto the ground. He laughed while he was busy cleaning up the plates, and the tables and chairs were banging. All the students around looked over.
Geng Rui smiled and asked, "What are you guys happy about?"
"It's nothing, it's nothing." Che Ziming wiped his tears and reached behind to grab the waistband of his pants that was almost hooked off the edge of the stool. "Don't let family disgrace be aired in public! Damn it!"
Dou Sheng sighed, "I think you are just a jerk."
Just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden puff of sound beside him.
Everyone looked over and Yu Fei immediately stopped smiling and turned into a dead dog again.
"You and Xie Lan are sick." He paused, then couldn't help but let out a sad smile, "You two have read too many dangerous comments from stupid netizens. I think you two will turn yourselves into lesbians sooner or later."
Che Ziming couldn't help but burst out laughing again. He pounded the table while laughing, and then he suddenly punched Wang Gou.
Wang Gou looked frightened, "What are you doing?"
"Are you fucking stupid? Am I the only one at this table?" Che Ziming laughed so hard that he coughed and his tongue almost came out. "Dou Sheng is going to make a video with Xie Lan pretending to have a boyfriend! Fuck!"
“Ah…” Wang Gou subconsciously turned around and glanced at Dai You, who burst into laughter on the spot, “Hahahahahahaha, so funny…”
Wang Gou's eyebrows shuddered, and Xie Lan thought he was going to cry out of fright, but fortunately he soon joined in the laughter.
"… "
Xie Lan turned his head and looked at Dou Sheng expressionlessly. Dou Sheng paused chewing and said in a low voice: "I talked to you about it last night, and you agreed."
last night
Xie Lan frowned and recalled. It took a long time for him to dig out a passage from his memory - last night when he saw Jian Qi break through the Nascent Soul stage, Dou Sheng came over and chatted with him a lot, such as being his boyfriend. He quickly grasped the key words with his clumsy single-threaded Chinese parsing ability, and felt that they were all the same, so he nodded perfunctorily.
Xie Lan: “…”
The little guy is harmful to people.
"Is it okay?" Dou Sheng held the phone and observed Xi's face for a while, then hissed, "If it doesn't work, I'll delete it now, it's okay."
Xie Lan stared at him for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "Whatever, don't be too extreme."
I know that Dou Sheng is working hard to follow the official activities and never miss a single issue. The more the data explodes this year, the more he must ensure that he gets into the top 100, otherwise it will be more difficult to explain to himself.
And I’ve done this before, wanting to use the method of posting videos to slowly boil the water… Aunt Zhao.
Xie Lan paused and then reminded: "You must emphasize to the netizens that it is fake."
Dou Sheng nodded, "That's for sure."
The lunch break was only 40 minutes, just enough for a nap after lunch. When the afternoon class started, everyone was in low spirits. Geng Rui lay on the table and didn't get up. Li Yuening called for a long time before he struggled to lift his head from the table. His face was red, and he closed his eyes and touched his glasses everywhere.
Dai You asked his deskmate from the city, "Are you usually tired from classes?"
"It's about the same pace as this one." The man yawned, "but the intensity is different. Normally, even in the top class, half of the time we are away from the teacher to study. It's not like now."
Coach Kang knocked on the podium table with the end of the chalk.
"Everyone, be quiet for a while. In the afternoon, we will do the quick work and quick review. We will start from the front and work our way back. Each person will do a key step, stop, and continue with the next one. A moderate sense of pressure can train everyone to build efficient problem-solving ideas. There are five or six people working on a problem. In the same ranking range, the students who are closer to the front will bear more pressure. This is a set of strategies that Coach Fu and I have tried for many years and we both think are good."
He finished explaining quickly, "I'll give you 30 seconds to look at the questions, and then start from Geng Rui and work your way back."
The students below were busy opening the brown paper bags for the afternoon meal. Xie Lan was shocked when he weighed the amount and wondered how many questions he would have to solve.
He took out a thick stack of information from the paper bag, glanced around inadvertently, and was stunned.
Dou Sheng was also stunned.
The bound exercise book in Xie Lan's hand was almost twice as thick as Dou Sheng's.
Suddenly, a shy smile appeared in Lingtai.
Xie Lan's heart tightened, and he quickly glanced at the next question.
Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty wrote in his poem "Flying Snow": One by one, two by three, four by five. Six by seven, and finally they disappeared into the reeds. If Emperor Qianlong continued to count, he would construct a regular polygon with the next number, select a number of vertices to color, and the colors of a number of vertices are known. As the old saying goes, "The blue is better than the blue in the blue", when the number is even, find the number of isosceles triangles with the same cyan color. What value is it, the smallest number of isosceles triangles with three points sharing the same color? Let's analyze it in detail.
Xie Lan: “…???”
Coach Kang glanced at Geng Rui calmly, "Geng Rui, you have some ideas."
Geng Rui stood up in a hurry and said hesitantly: "This question... I... I am too rushed, Master. I can't think of any ideas for a while."
Coach Kang was not too surprised. He still looked down at the information on the table. "Think about how to connect the auxiliary lines first. It doesn't matter if you make a mistake. If the students behind you have different opinions, you can correct them."
Geng Rui lowered his head and pondered for a while, "We must count the vertices that meet the conditions first."
"It's the same as nothing." Coach Kang said, "But it's true... OK, let's continue."
Geng Rui felt a little embarrassed, so he smiled and quickly sat down.
Li Yuening stood up and hesitated for a moment, "This isosceles situation is a bit complicated, I have to calculate it."
Coach Kang sighed, "Sit down, in the back."
Xie Lan: “…”
Help.
He stood up with difficulty and paused, "Teacher, I haven't finished reading the questions yet."
"Hmm?" Coach Kang looked up at him and said, "Just tell me the counting formula. Don't get stuck here. Hurry up."
"… "
What kind of number are you counting
Xie Lan's mentality collapsed. He pointed at the question with his ballpoint pen and tried to read it for the first time. His lips moved quickly: one piece after another, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces, five pieces. Six pieces, seven pieces, and □ pieces flew into...
"Oh!" Xie Lan raised his head suddenly, "Do we need to count the isosceles triangles inscribed in the regular decagon?"
Coach Kang frowned, "Don't stop at the first sentence of the question, look back, look back. Count the vertices that meet the conditions, and look at the question."
I'm looking at the questions. Xie Lan felt desperate.
You can only try to look down once - select a number of vertices to color, and the colors of a number of vertices are known to be the old saying that the blue is better than the blue in the blue. When a number of pairs... what? When a number of... pairs
Xie Lan was stunned. He took a deep breath and looked up and said, "Master, I don't understand at all. Has my information been changed by someone else?"
There was a burst of laughter from the audience, and Geng Rui's shoulders shook with joy. "A genius is a genius. How could I not come up with such a theory?"
Xie Lan: “…”
Coach Kang sighed, "Okay, sit down. Next up, Dou Sheng."
Dou Sheng was still in shock, his eyes fixed on Xie Lan's paper, and he didn't open his mouth for a long time.
"What's wrong with you students? You guys are so exhausted after lunch?" Coach Kang looked displeased. "Next one, Dai You, right?"
Dai You nodded. He had gained more time in the beginning, so he explained his idea of calculating the vertex while thinking. He sorted out his thoughts in words, and then he reported the formula with a sigh of relief, which finally calmed the coach's anxiety temporarily.
Everyone followed suit. Xie Lan and the others, who seemed to be paying no attention, pulled Dou Sheng's paper over with an expressionless face.
Color the k-th vertex of a regular decagon green. When k=2, how many isosceles triangles are there with all vertices colored green? What value of k produces the fewest isosceles triangles with three vertices of the same color
It is very concise and clear, and you can read it in just a dozen seconds.
Xie Lan took a deep breath and picked up the brown paper bag angrily.
There was a five-pointed star on the paper bag, the kind that Ma usually drew when marking documents.
There was a line of extremely tiny characters below the five-pointed star, hidden by the fluffy paper on the kraft paper. Xie Lan wished he could put it close to his face to read it clearly.
"Other people's meaninglessness is your great significance. Come on."
Xie Lan: “…”