Chapter 7 A little square
Time passed minute by minute, and there were more and more people who came to Wangcheng Park to wander around, and more and more people looked at them, but there was still no one who came to the door.
The heads of the three of them drooped lower and lower.
"Doll, big tooth, big man, why are you three squatting here, what is the mess written on your blackboard. Suddenly, a crisp loli sounded.
As soon as Fang Chen looked up, he saw Su Yan and another female classmate in their class, Li Gaimei holding hands, standing in front of their stall.
"Why are you here, sit down, sit down, you're thirsty, I'll buy you a bottle of orange soda." Liu Xiangyang was overjoyed, and wiped the stool several times with his sleeve with great enthusiasm.
"We didn't do anything, the three of us were invited to work for the Huaxia Gifted Youth Support Association to select and reward qualified talented teenagers. Fang Chen's face was not red, he was not panting, and he was talking nonsense seriously.
"I believe in your ghost. Su Yan said with a disdainful face, "However, I happen to be tired of playing, so I can rest here and take a look at what medicine you bought in your gourd in Grande by the way." ”
What Fang Chen said, she didn't believe a word anyway.
Su Yan sat down, Li Gaimei pouted when she saw this, and then reluctantly sat on the stool that Liu Xiangyang had just wiped.
This was enough to make Liu Xiangyang excited, and he couldn't help but say that he rushed out like a cheetah, and after a while, he came over with five bottles of orange soda.
Fang Chen and Li Qiming pulled their mouths, I am afraid that this is the intention of King Xiang, and the goddess is ruthless.
Unlike Su Yan, a little Lori, Li Gaimei, who has fully grown up, is more tempting for fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, and there are definitely not a few people in the class who have a good impression of Liu Xiangyang like him.
However, in later generations, he had never heard of anything to do with Liu Xiangyang and Li Gaimei.
After taking a sip of orange soda, it still tastes like the original, sweet and sour, but you can taste the bitterness of a burst of saccharin.
But for people now, this is already an excellent drink, a dime and a half bottle, glass bottles, etc., will have to be sent over, because there is money there.
Later generations of people say that they are invincible to all poisons, what kind of gutter fried fritters, Sudan red eggs are weaker than today's people.
At that time, there was already food management, and it was good to be a little more restrictive, but now it is generously added to it, and some are even written on the ingredient list in a grand manner, not caring at all that it is an industrial product, or even highly toxic.
Oxytetracycline, a veterinary drug with great side effects, is also a frequent customer on doctors' prescriptions.
It's good to be able to eat enough in these years, and being able to eat meat is a well-off life, as for whether it's safe or not, who cares.
"Doll, are these things you wrote above true?" asked Su Yan, a sly glint in her eyes.
"Tong Suo is not bullied. Fang Chen glanced at Su Yan.
If he talks about the nickname of the doll, he can barely accept it, and if he doesn't accept it anyway, he can only accept it, but he doesn't like Su Yan to call him a doll, a girl younger than him, what is it called.
"I'm going to bite you to death!" the angry Su Yan bared her teeth and opened her teeth and claws.
She's grown up, she's not a child anymore! She's most annoyed by people treating her like a child!
Fang Chen glanced at her, not paying attention.
"Take a book. Su Yan said angrily.
Fang Chen looked at Su Yan in surprise, "You want to play?"
"Humph!"
Su Yan snorted coldly, "Originally, I was going to give you a cheer, even if I won, I don't want your money, and I won't save you Grande crying nose." Now I'm going to write to 1000!"
As she spoke, Su Yan's pink and tender fingers clicked a few times on the blackboard, as if the blackboard was Fang Chen.
"If you dare not give me money, I will go to Lao Liu to complain!" Su Yan proudly sacrificed a big killing weapon.
"It's one thing whether you can write or not, give money!"
Fang Chen pursed his lips and pretended to look disdainful, but he knew in his heart that although he was a treasure in Lao Liu's eyes, only others gave him the blame.
But Su Yan went to sue, I'm afraid this thing can really be done, first, Su Yan's grades are better than him, and second, Su Yan is different from them, Su Yan was transferred.
He still clearly remembers that on the day Su Yan transferred to another school, there was a lot of power, the principal, the vice principal, the teaching director, a large number of people, like stars and moons, surrounded Su Yan to their class, Lao Liu, the serious head teacher, could only stand in the corners.
It's just a pity that after three years of high school, Su Yan was admitted to Yan University and has never seen her since.
When their high school classmates got together, a female classmate brought a photo with Su Yan.
At that time, Su Yan was already slim, I am afraid that she can be more than one meter seven, black and straight, very beautiful, with a lady hanging on the corner of her mouth, a quiet smile, and now, the little devil with teeth and claws, baring teeth and grinning, is not a person at all.
Seeing Fang Chen's appearance, the angry Su Yan took out two yuan steel hammer from her pocket and slapped it heavily on the table, "Paper and pen are waiting!"
"Okay!"
Fang Chen shouted, swept the steel hammer into his hand, and then threw down a notebook and a pen.
"Gaimei, you also come to write, why don't you want the money given for nothing, if Fang Chen dares not to give us money, I will go to Lao Liu and sue him to death!"
Su Yan's little face was puffed up, and the pen wrote fiercely in the notebook, as if this book was Fang Chen.
"Then classmate Fang Chen, I'm embarrassed. Li Gaimei smiled and took out two yuan from her pocket.
"Gaimei, don't play this game. ”
Before Fang Chen went to collect the money, Liu Xiangyang stopped him directly and said eagerly.
Su Yan didn't know, but he knew it clearly.
Don't look at it, isn't it just writing numbers, not to mention them as high school students, even kindergarten children.
It's really evil.
He and Li Qiming wrote nearly 20 times at home, but they didn't write it right, and the best result was to write 499, and then wrote a 4 easily, and they were directly happy and sad.
"It's fine, as long as you give me money. Li Gaimei smiled lightly, her hand still stubbornly extended.
Seeing this, Liu Xiangyang had no choice but to accept the money and gave Li Gaimei a notebook and pen.
"Traitor!"
"Treason!"
"Surrender!"
Su Yan and the others wrote over there, and Fang Chen and Li Qiming pulled Liu Xiangyang into a small corner and launched a serious criticism of him.
"I just don't want to make money, everyone is a classmate. Liu Xiangyang argued with difficulty.
Fang Chen and Li Qiming pouted, hehe!
A little annoyed and angry, Liu Xiangyang slapped the two steel hammers into Fang Chen's hand, and went directly to Li Gaimei's side to ask for warmth.
"It's really good, it's going to be changed for money!" Fang Chen said with a smile as he weighed the steel hammer in his hand.
Li Qiming nodded, "It's disgusting." ”
Li Gaimei clearly gave two banknotes just now, how did she get to Fang Chen here and turn into two steel hammers, this is probably the two yuan that Liu Xiangyang cheated from his mother before.
Fang Chen glanced at Li Qiming, no wonder Li Qiming would end up on a blind date.
At this age, the girl she loves is the most precious treasure in the world in the eyes of the boy, and all the things related to it can love the house and the house, regard it as a treasure, and be willing to go to the soup for her.
Love in adulthood is a little more calculating, it's not that our hearts have changed, it's just that when we grow up, we have concerns in our hearts, but it's not as pure as it is now.
However, Fang Chen is not optimistic about Liu Xiangyang, and his previous life is the best proof.
sat next to Su Yan.
Su Yan wrinkled her nose, raised her fist, and said triumphantly: "I have written more than three hundred, Grande, you just wait and cry." ”
Fang Chen pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Wait until you write to 500 and then be arrogant!"
"Huh!"
Su Yan sneered.
Although he said so, Fang Chen was really a little drumming in his heart, it wouldn't be that he didn't steal chickens and rice, and he didn't earn the money, but let Su Yan take a lot of money away from the pit.
Writing from 1 to 1000 seems easy, but in fact, even writing to 500 is extremely difficult.
A game that seems to be mentally retarded is actually a difficult test that very few people can clear.
From 1 to 500, it is indeed very simple, there are almost no requirements for intelligence, and there is no need to use any brains, not to mention for high school students, even college students, even elementary school students can meet such conditions.
However, if you add preconditions, you can't make mistakes, which is very difficult.
First, it seems to be 500 numbers, but in fact, there are 1,392 Arabic numerals in those 500 numbers.
Second, there is the issue of attention.
Human attention is divided into 'casual attention' and 'involuntary attention', casual attention is the attention that requires people to take the initiative and purpose, and has a task, and involuntary attention is unimportant and does not require volitional effort.
Write from 1 to 500, naturally, casually pay attention.
Casual attention is more susceptible to external factors than casual attention, and human nature is to pay attention to interesting things and dislike boring and mechanical activities.
When doing such an activity, sometimes the slightest movement can cause distraction.
And even if you write a number a second, from 1 to 500, it takes eight minutes, and it is extremely difficult to be in a high tension for eight minutes, and you can't open a second of desertion, let alone in a place like a park, where it is noisy, with people shuttling and shouting.
It's not about intelligence, it's about concentration.
And, one of the most important things is that people make mistakes.
What the human brain thinks and the movements of the hands are often not too consistent.
It's normal to want to write about it.
If you can write to 500, it is good to have one in fifty times, and as for writing to 1000, the difficulty will increase more than tenfold in an instant.
The only way to fix this is to write slowly, holding each number for more than three seconds before starting to write.
However, Fang Chen added a time limit, he had to finish writing within ten minutes, and the fastest time was eight minutes, Fang Chen was simply forcing people to have no way to live.
However, Su Yan was able to write more than 300 so quickly, which is not bad, it is really not easy, ordinary people are basically defeated when they are more than 200.