Qingyi Middle School has always had a very good tradition. Those who make trouble in class, sleep, talk, are late, read pornographic books, can't answer questions, and the teacher doesn't like you are all sent to the corridor to stand as punishment. If it happens that the teachers have their periods collectively or pay salaries, there will be 10 to 20 students standing on one floor at the peak. Everyone will encourage each other and start practicing small puzzle games such as finger-guessing and rock-paper-scissors, which is much more interesting than sitting in the classroom. Wen Liang is very thick-skinned, but it's so cold that he really doesn't want to go to the corridor to get some fresh air. He glanced at the questions on the blackboard. For high school mathematics, functions should be considered a relatively difficult type of question, but for Uncle Wen, who has been tempered by advanced mathematics, probability, and mathematical statistics, it is as simple as a cultivator in the great stage dealing with a gangster who only knows one move, the black tiger heart-piercing.
This question first requires proving that when f(0)=1, f()>1, and then proving that f() is monotonically decreasing on R. It seems complicated, but in fact, it is not difficult as long as you understand the logical relationship. Wen Liang was about to answer when the old man smiled and picked up a piece of chalk and said, "Come on, do it."
When Wen Liang moved his chair, the old man slowly scanned the class with his sharp eyes, but he didn't meet any of the students' attention. He coughed dryly, picked up another piece of chalk with a smile, and said, "Which student is willing to do another question?"
Now is the critical period of final review. All the examples that are brought out for explanation to the whole class are more abnormal than each other, especially the function questions, which can kill everyone in seconds. No one wants to be embarrassed with Wen Liang, and in less than three seconds, more than eighty people in Class 3 lowered their heads. The only exception is Ji Su.
Mathematics is not Ji Su's best subject. It can only be said that she is excellent, but not outstanding. Her strengths are in the liberal arts such as Chinese and foreign languages, so the function questions she practiced today are relatively difficult for her. Of course, except for Ji Xiaoling, Cheng Haijun, and Wen Liang, who are not original, such questions are difficult for everyone!
Ji Su stood up confidently, and walked up to the podium one after another with Wen Liang amidst the gazes of the crowd. They each took a piece of chalk and stood on either side. They turned their heads at the same time as if they had telepathy, and then smiled at each other.
Once upon a time, was there a time like this, chasing the girl's back as she stood on the podium and wrote, looking at her playful ponytail in her white dress, looking at her slender waist and white fingers, looking at her confidence when solving problems, looking at her calmness when walking, with an inferiority complex and a little cowardly heart, but foolishly fantasizing about that moment that would never come true.
Is there such a moment when you can proudly hold your head high, straighten your back, and stand beside her calmly and confidently, being gentle with her gentleness and proud with her pride, and then, shoulder to shoulder, work hard together, and move forward together
The boy’s dream is ultimately a hopeless fantasy, but if time and space are changed, at this moment, is there a girl who is looking at the backs of the two of them from the audience, dreaming the same pitiful and lamentable dream
The old man still likes Ji Su very much, or almost all the teachers like Ji Su very much, which is exactly the opposite of Wen Liang. The old man was afraid that she would be embarrassed if she couldn't do it, so he hurriedly added: "Today's questions are a bit difficult. It's normal that you can't do it. Just like the student just said honestly that he didn't know how to do it. The fact that Ji Su can go to the podium already shows her excellence."
Ren Yi was caught in the crossfire again, and his teeth were about to break. Damn it, your whole family is honest, and I am just reading a book. Who did I offend? This has nothing to do with me, okay! Wen Liang also complained in his heart, why didn't I say so when I came up just now, and even threatened to punish me by standing? He is so biased that he almost leans to the right side of his chest. But even if he complains, he still has to do the questions. Wen Liang estimated that this question can be solved in less than a minute, and Ji Su's question is more difficult than this one, especially the second question involves a very complex and hidden replacement, which obviously cannot be solved within a minute.
So Wen Liang deliberately slowed down, and when he was halfway through, he glanced at Ji Su and saw that she had already calculated the value of a for the first question, but was stuck on the second question as expected. She frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.
There was a thinking trap in her question. If she hadn't gone through a lot of training on the questions, it would be difficult to think of the breakthrough point at the first time. Wen Liang took advantage of the opportunity when the old man was walking around the classroom with his back to the blackboard, coughed lightly, attracted Ji Su's attention, and then quietly wrote a line of formula and erased it.
Ji Su's eyes lit up, his mind suddenly opened up, and he finished answering the question fluently. When he wrote the last period, Wen Liang also put down the chalk at the same time. The two smiled at each other again and walked down the podium one after the other.
"Good, very good answers," the old man was very satisfied with Ji Su and Wen Liang's performance. He explained the process of their answers to the whole class. Finally, he said with satisfaction: "Even Ren Yi can do it, which shows how important a good role model is. I hope that with the help of Ji Su, Ren Yi can make greater progress in the future. Okay, now let's assign homework..."
The bell rang. This was the last class of the morning. The crowd rushed out like a flood. The classroom became empty in an instant. Ji Su sorted his textbooks and smiled softly, "Thank you very much, otherwise I would have made a fool of myself just now."
Wen Liang joked, "I won't thank you. That bag of popping candy really made me look bad. Ji Su, you should keep a certain distance from Meng Ke in the future. I think you were led astray by that little girl."
Meng Ke was marking important points in her textbook. When she heard Wen Liang's teasing, she raised her head and spat, saying, "Okay, you two can flirt as you please, but why do you have to involve me?"
Ji Su suddenly remembered that he had pulled Wen Liang's hand like a possessed person during class and had said such a joke. His face instantly became hot and he turned around to block Meng Ke's mouth: "Meng'er is the best. I will treat you to a first-class meal at noon, okay?"
There is a saying in No. 1 Middle School: First-class people eat instant noodles, second-class people go to private rooms, third-class people eat from big pots, and fourth-class people just hold their bowls and look around. The so-called first-class meal, which is just instant noodles with eggs and a sausage in a small pot over low heat in the store, is already an incredible delicacy for most students at this time of year.
Meng Ke laughed and said, "I want to eat a ham and two eggs, and pray for good luck and a perfect score on the final exam!"
"Okay, my Meng'er is so smart, he can get 200 points..."
The more Ji Su thought about holding hands, the more embarrassed he felt. He just pulled Meng Ke as an excuse and quickly escaped. Wen Liang was actually relieved. He was called up by the old man before he could react during class. He really didn't understand why Ji Su suddenly became bold.
But Ji Su looks cute in a different way.
The two girls walked away hand in hand. Ren Yi finally finished reading the last page of "The Wonderful Thief Ding Xiaogou". He poked Wen Liang on the shoulder and said, "Let's go. Let's eat. What are you thinking about?"
"Brother Ren, if I give you a ham and two eggs, what would you think of?"
Ren Yi was confused and said, "Of course it's 100 points. What, what did you think of?"
Even a lewd guy like Ren Yi didn't think wrongly. Wen Liang said ashamedly: "Don't mention it, don't mention it. This is the generation gap, the generation of the times!"
After the first class in the afternoon, Ji Su suddenly asked, "I saw that you seemed to be worried this morning. Did something happen?"
"So that's why you gave me candy to comfort me?" Wen Liang said with a smile, "Am I really that childish in your eyes?"
Ji Su smiled and said, "When you spit it out, you really look a little childish, but I like it very much..."
Ji Su accidentally said what was in her heart. She suppressed her shyness and pretended nothing had happened. In fact, at this point, she felt like throwing away all hope. Anyway, she had already confessed her feelings and held his hand. She no longer had any shame in front of him, so she might as well say it.
Wen Liang knew that she was young, so he pretended to be proud and said, "Really? I also like the childish me..."
Ji Su chuckled and turned his head. The deep affection in his eyes was clearly visible. He whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You have always known what I am thinking. If there is anything difficult, even if I can't help, I can at least share it with you, okay?"
Wen Liang smiled and said, "It's no big deal, don't worry, I haven't encountered any embarrassment so far!"
In his heart, he still regarded himself as a child who only needed care. Ji Su understood a long time ago that although he seemed to be closest to Wen Liang, his heart was actually the farthest away from him.
She stared into his gentle eyes quietly, and after a while she nodded and said, "Well, you have always been the best!"
No doubt about it!
As soon as he walked out of the school gate after school, he saw Xu Yao waiting at the old place from a distance. Wen Liang hurried over and said, "It's so late, why haven't you left yet?"
Xu Yao kicked the stones under her feet, holding a toothpick in her mouth, and said with a bit of big sister momentum: "Of course I'm waiting for you. Come here, I have something to ask you!"
Wen Liang followed her happily into the alley. Xu Yao suddenly turned around, grabbed Wen Liang by the collar and pushed him against the wall, then moved her face closer. Her small red lips, long eyelashes, straight nose, and even her clear black eyes were all so close that she could even hear her breathing.
Wen Liang didn't understand what Xu Yao was doing, but that didn't mean he didn't know how to react. He quickly raised his hands and shouted, "Surrender, surrender!"
Xu Yao spit out the toothpick and said in disappointment, "I haven't even been forced to confess yet, and you've surrendered? No, let me do it again. If you want to shout 'Come and torture me, you're not a Communist Youth League member if you're afraid of death', shout it now!"
(I bow to thank classmate Wen Liang for the 50,000 yuan reward. It is such an exciting and pleasant feeling to see Liuhong again after so many years. I won’t say anything else. Tears are streaming down my face. I will update twice tomorrow.)
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