The seasons change

"Ring Bell Bell Bell ......"

The melodious bell rang for the end of class, and a large sigh of relief suddenly sounded in the classroom. As we all know, Professor Wang's class is one of the most difficult in the entire Tianjing University, but he is also famous for his punctuality.

"That's all for today. I also need to review the content I talked about in class when I go back, and the homework on the blackboard has been sent to your mailbox at the same time, and I hope to receive feedback before 9 o'clock tomorrow morning. Class. ”

Professor Wang put away the book and walked out the door humming a little song. Behind him, half of the class seemed to have suddenly received the same instruction and rushed to a corner of the classroom in unison. As soon as Xiang Nanxing raised his head from the book, he found that there were suddenly dozens of pairs of eyes eager for knowledge in front of him. Before he could speak, more than a dozen mouths opened at him, chattering endlessly.

"Xueba, Xueba, it's all up to you this time!"

"This is my email address, can you please send me a copy? Soda another day! ”

"Old driver, please take me!"

The noise was so loud that even Professor Wang, who walked out of the door, couldn't help but glance back, but he just shook his head and continued to walk forward. After teaching for so many years, he has seen too many such people. These students, who are always dependent on others, are doomed to not achieve anything academically, and their ultimate goal seems to be to get a passing grade at the end of the semester, although Professor Wang Lao does not support this, but he will not deliberately increase the difficulty. These students are no different from strangers.

However, there are also a few people in the whole class that he really wants to teach, such as the one who was surrounded by the group at this time.

"Stop, stop, stop. You're in too much of a hurry, aren't you? Xiang Nanxing pressed his aching temples, "It's just the end of class, why don't you finish reading the question first." I didn't even look at the simple or difficult and asked someone to help, is this a bit early to give up? ”

"Lao Wang's homework has never been simple, how can we do it!"

"Yes, yes, it's only a student like you who feels relaxed!"

The wail of a classmate was echoed by most people. Nanxing sighed helplessly at this point: "Ladies and gentlemen, I think we should try this kind of thing by ourselves, or work together to discuss and solve it, and directly seeking answers is actually not conducive to personal progress, and it is also contrary to our original intention of devoting ourselves to learning......

His long-winded tirade annoyed the classmates to death as he wished, and then successfully persuaded them to quit. At this time, he wanted to continue reading, but suddenly heard the mobile phone ring in the drawer, took it out and glanced at it, it was a message from Nangong Qian.

- It's so difficult to leave my homework today, can you help me do it after school?

The message ends with a heart motif and a cartoon emoji with winking eyes.

Xiang Nanxing replied without hesitation.

"However, she still has two classes before school ends, so there's no need to go too early."

Xiang Nanxing moved his gaze to the homework topic left by Professor Wang, and before he could read two lines, he felt a dull pain in his temples. This time the question is really not simple, and you need to refer to some information to answer. Taking advantage of the fact that the group of people had not regrouped back, Xiang Nanxing hurriedly packed up his things and strode in the direction of the library.

At this time, it has been almost a year since he was discharged from the hospital, and his feet, which were not yet difficult to cable, have gradually become obedient, and there is no problem with daily movements, and he can even start to do some low-intensity exercises recently, such as running, climbing hills, etc. Xiang Nanxing sometimes thinks that he is not very far from the day when he can play basketball and football again.

Youth is a cure for all diseases, even those toxins that can erase life, it can slowly dissolve them with the power of time, until they are integrated into the body, and become resistant to damage in the future.

The scenes he experienced still appear in his dreams from time to time, and Xiang Nanxing also woke up in the middle of the night a few times, sweating profusely and sitting up on the bed, and it took a while for his beating heart to gradually calm down. Old One-Eyed, Shen Junhao, the dead people in the hut in the forest, and even Jiang Liang, who died with a smile on his face, all had their faces in his dreams, reminding him that everything in the past was real and would never be forgotten. He had no choice but to accept them and move on.

Not only him, but everyone who survived that turmoil has continued their lives on a new path.

He often sees Xifeng's news in the news, and he also sees photos of the "queen" from time to time. In the photo, she is still young, but her face has a maturity and sophistication that does not match her age. Although she still lacks diplomatic experience, she has gradually won the recognition of public opinion in various countries with her mind to take the initiative to open the country and communicate with the world. Xifeng, a country that was originally backward and closed, began to integrate with the world under her leadership, introduced new industries, exported its own rich resources, more and more Xifeng people began to study abroad, run industries, and re-understand the world that once only existed in textbooks with their own eyes, at the same time, Xifeng also ushered in a lot of foreign friends, while trade and academic exchanges, these people will also bring back to their homeland the Xifeng recorded in their eyes, so that more people can re-understand the country.

At this time, Xifeng has been renewed, although it is still in ruins, but there is no doubt that it is on the right path.

I have to say, she did a really good job. Xiang Nanxing thought to himself.

To be able to do this, it is naturally inseparable from a group of capable staff. At this time, the new government of Xifeng has not only young cadres promoted from the grassroots level, but also some talents who have been eliminated from the old power organs. Although the host's daily work never includes dealing with government affairs, the biggest characteristic of these elites is that they are good at learning and have strong action. Autumn and summer experienced an early run-in in the post of a diplomat, and now it is gradually coming to the fore. That imaginative head can sometimes come up with some solutions that make the other party pause, and break the seemingly unsolvable dilemma. Her disciple Shen Lingshuang is also said to have begun to work as a secretary, preparing to ascend to the throne while gaining experience, and gradually enter the political arena. In their busy schedules, they also found time to participate in the preparation of the national university, and perhaps in the near future, Xifeng will also have its own first international open higher education school.

There are those who are very busy, and there are guys who are as leisurely as idle clouds and wild cranes. I heard that "Abyss" Xu Wen resigned from all his positions after that big war and embarked on a journey around the world alone. So far, Xiang Nanxing knows that he has been to Lisbon, Cairo, Buenos Aires, Kathmandu and other places at least, because when he is interested, he will send postcards and souvenirs back here, and the recipients seem to fill in casually, Xiang Nanxing, Nangong Qian and Liang Jingmo have all received gifts from him.

A little busier than traveling around the world, it's the guys who stay in school. With the help of Miss Ji, Nangong Qian, who had completed the preparatory class, passed a special entrance exam and entered Tianjing University as a transfer student to study the art major she had been interested in since she was a child. Liang Jingmo also successfully applied for a lecturer at the university, teaching entry-level advanced mathematics in the School of Mathematical Sciences. Compared with the other two who are students, this guy who is a teacher is the most idle, Xiang Nanxing wanted to ask him out to catch up with him several times, but he found that Liang Jingmo was hiding in his student's dormitory, playing games online with those people, and having fun.

- Of course, this time he didn't use his amazing cheating skills.

Everything about the old Xifeng is in the past. Xiang Nanxing took a deep breath and felt the warm sunshine in the afternoon. The library had arrived, and the ordinary students walked past him in twos and threes, and everything was so calm and peaceful. Xiang Nanxing was about to go upstairs directly to the history reading room to look for materials, but when he passed another door, he heard a rare sound of discussion inside.

Loud noises are always strictly forbidden in the library. Xiang Nanxing suddenly became curious. He poked his head out and glanced in, and one of his acquaintances happened to turn his face and saw him standing in the doorway. The classmate was so excited that he waved his hand again and again, signaling him to hurry over.

"Come and see, I think this should be for you." He whispered to Xiang Nanxing.

What made everyone disregard discipline was a few sentences written on the bulletin board at the entrance of the Reading Room of Chinese Studies. Xiang Nanxing couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw the first line that read "To the Campus Detective". He did use the reasoning skills he honed in Xifeng to help his classmates find lost bicycles, find missing puppies, and solve the mystery of the theft of property in the dormitory, so he became what some people call a "campus detective", but this is just a half-joking title after all, is the old-fashioned gimmick of "the duel between the criminal and the detective" in the reasoning about to fall on his head so soon? Is there still a professional "strange thief" hidden in this school?

He looked down, but the text was not the challenge book he had imagined, but a riddle.

To the Campus Detective:

If you're as smart as you say, you'll be able to get clues from the following verses. ”

Below are two lines written in Lishu that look like poems:

The eyebrows in front of the hall are shaped like a sickle, and they were once misaligned in the palace.

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