During the exam, it was a time for students to rest and relax, and the campus radio that had eaten a few months of ashes was also turned on simultaneously.

When not examining, the radio will play some soothing singing, and the radio host will flicker around.

On the second day, Zeng Sisi was the host. From the first year of high school to the third year of high school, she has done this job countless times, comprehending the ideas of the superior leaders, reporting on political work, and getting her hands on it.

"Hey, Lin Yuwei, you have something. Zeng Sisi was about to go to the radio station, but Lin Yuwei blocked the way.

Seeing her bowing her head and being shy, Zeng Sisi was also pitiful to me, this classmate's sense of existence was very low, and he couldn't say a few words a day.

"That...... Squad leader, I'...... There is a poem you can ...... Do you want to read it?" Lin Yuwei used all her strength to express the words completely, and the listeners had a great time.

"Okay. ”

Zeng Sisi took the colored paper, as kind as her, and did not open it in person. Nodding his head, he rushed all the way to the campus radio station.

"Listeners, hello everyone, I'm Zeng Sisi from the third class of high school, and I've met again......"

Zeng Sisi's voice is not slow or slow, pleasant and moving.

"Today, I would like to bring you a summary of myself - the friendship of boys. ”

"What is youth? Youth is indulgence, mistakes, fearlessness...... The youth of boys is different from that of girls, it is a game, a sport, and a big discussion about the appearance of girls......

The passionate teenager will fight for the glory of the king for ten hours, will argue all day for a tear mole in the corner of a female classmate's eye, will not hesitate to fight for which side of the two MBA teams is strong, and will cry bitterly for the girl character in the second dimension.

There is a word called middle two, which many people think is derogatory, but wrong, I think it is a neutral word. Everyone is a teenager, and if they don't pass two or a few times, they can't be considered young.

......

The name on the banner at the door had been hanging for two days, and that afternoon, as our class listened to the powerful man explain mathematics, there was a feeling of clearing the clouds, and the Buddha was preaching and preaching.

Suddenly, a secondary two teenager broke in, and our way to learn the scriptures was interrupted.

......

We see a passionate battle, there are no losers, and the boy is immersed in the world of basketball......

The world of boys, girls are difficult to understand, the day before may still be the enemy eager to kill to get rid of the trouble, the next day hook shoulders and back together to see the girl's long legs.

......

Finally, let's applaud the basketball team by the strong basketball team that defeated the experimental middle school on Sunday. ”

"Smack. "There was a sparse applause on the campus, sports, in the provincial key middle school, is really not welcome.

The audience didn't know until Zeng Sisi finished saying that there was a professional basketball team in his school?

A light piece of music was played, and ten minutes later, Zeng Sisi's voice sounded again: "Next, bring a modern poem by Lin Yuwei, a student in the third class of high school."

rain

After the light thunder, the strands fell. Tick-tock...... Walk through the country road and waddle through the mud......

"Lin Yuwei's Wenqing has committed it again. ”

"Sour, really sour, I don't understand. ”

"It's still the head of the class, Niu B, telling a story full of passion, and the second middle school is full. Inspirational and amazing. ”

Lin Yuwei lowered her head and listened to her classmates muttering, and the evaluation was not too high. I can't learn Zeng Sisi's sunshine freely.

Listening to his words, I finally took the first step and recorded my feelings in my heart and wrote them to those who cared. Lin Yuwei, come on.

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The third year of high school exams ended the next day. In order to be in line with the college entrance examination, there are only four courses in the third year of high school.

At this time, it was only then that the hard work of the first and second years of high school was reflected, and there were two more exams than the third year of high school.

At noon on the third day, the three dead friends ate in the cafeteria. Because there is no food at home, the health situation outside is worrying, and it can be solved in the canteen, Yang Fan generally does not eat outside.

Suddenly, Yuan Wenbo said mysteriously: "Let me tell you, the top ten mysterious events in this school have been updated, and the new legend is that the spirit who loves to dance." ”

The otaku Gu Changfeng flicked his glasses, he was determined to take the engineering route, and he believed in science more, and said: "It's nothing more than the screams of the women's toilet in the middle of the night, the ghosts in the storeroom, the non-existent thirty classes, and so on." Every school has something similar, go to Baidu yourself. ”

"Phew. The corners of Yuan Wenbo's mouth twitched, he stood up and shouted: "You know a fart, you know." This time it was true, and dozens of people in the whole school saw it. ”

Yang Fan patted Yuan Wenbo on the back, comforted him and sat him down, and said, "Old Gu, you have to allow young people to be second." You say that in addition to greedy for money, you are electronic devices, which has a hanging meaning. Turning his head, with a curious expression, he said, "Come on, come on, hurry up and Amway." ”

"I said it when you asked me. Yuan Wenbo said.

"Yes, hurry up. "Yang Fan has a headache, it's really two.

"It was a sunny day, that day, En ......" Yuan Wenbo wanted to deepen the atmosphere, and couldn't continue after making up a few sentences, "Actually, it was last Sunday morning, the weather was very good, and in our school, suddenly a burst of music sounded, and the fog around it was shrouded, making ......"

"Wait, the preface doesn't match the afterword. The engineering man disagreed, "What time was it, if it was ninety o'clock in the school and the sun was good, how could there be fog?"

"Gu Changfeng, you love to raise the bar. I'm talking about mysteries, and you're talking to me about science. Yuan Wenbo was indignant, can he still chat.

"Lao Gu, you have a defective thinking and no imagination, Yuan Wenbo said suddenly, suddenly I don't understand, this word is very appropriate. Yang Fan smiled, arching his elbows to his side, "Go on." ”

"Music sounded in the school, and the fog enveloped the whole school, and the people in the school at that time were enchanted by a spirit, which pulled people's souls to the dimensional space, which was a vast grassland, blue sky and white clouds. ”

"The spirit took the form of a girl and ran after butterflies in the grassland. The whole world heard her shouting, come and play with me, come and play with me. Yuan Wenbo told the story, plus some pretended mysteries, which was a little weird.

"Don't talk about the plot below. The calm engineering man interrupted forcefully, "According to the plot of the novel, when you say yes, the soul is absorbed and becomes a vegetative person permanently, right?" ”

"Hmph, you know the. Yuan Wenbo showed a triumphant smile, "That spirit has no malice, many people were tricked on the spot, playing with butterflies, and it didn't take long for the illusion to disappear and nothing happened." ”

Yang Fan listened to it in his ears, and felt a little familiar, had he seen a similar novel anywhere.

"It's true, and it's spreading in school. More than a dozen or twenty people were cast that morning, and that spirit has a very strong mana, so you have to be careful. Yuan Wenbo said.

"Really?" Yang Fan heard some fame, as if it was related to himself, but it was also plausible.

Yuan Wenbo was still immersed in the world of spirits, and Gu Changfeng's dead face had few expressions.

Yang Fan also ate this meal absentmindedly, last night the cowhide blew into the sky, and he wanted to set up the Void Matrix, and when he heard the name, he felt that it was too high. The heart is very high, but the reality is slapped in the face.

A fountain pen, dotted back and forth, as if drawing, is completely impossible to start.

Infinite data, there are only two numbers, 1 and 0, and the matrices that use these two numbers include eye(M,N) matrix, zeros(m,n) matrix, and so on.

"How do you get these matrices to work? Even if it were set up in the Void, it would seem like a formula. It's not enough to accumulate. ”

Thinking of this, Yang Fan said: "Old Gu, you have a hand in the dark world, do you have any ideas about the eye (M,N) matrix and the zeros (m,n) matrix?" He asked his brother for advice, hoping to get some other ideas.

The meat on Yuan Wenbo's chopsticks fell into the dinner plate, so that no one could eat, so he picked up a high-profile topic, and the two bastards didn't mention it recently.

"I don't know. "Facial paralysis and expressionlessness.

"You play with computers, you don't understand this, what do you do all day long. "Yang Fan's thinking is in trouble, not just accumulation, but lack of a catalyst.

Gu Changfeng observed Yang Fan's expression while picking up rice, the latter was obviously distracted, Gu Changfeng said: "I don't know what you want from me, I only know some software and hardware things, don't ask anything else." ”

"Is there only software and hardware? It seems...... And so on, software, software can be driven, this is the carrier, software is also composed of 1 and 0 data worlds. ”

Yang Fan took out the hidden smart phone on the spot and began to search for inspiration, and he didn't even bother to eat.

Yuan Wenbo's observation point was different, seeing that the two dead parties were talking about some things that had nothing to do with enthusiastic young people, he felt very bored, and when he saw the new mobile phone, he shouted: "Yang Fan, you buy a new mobile phone, you are so bold." ”

"Fart, I don't have time to talk to you. Gu, have you used MATLAB software?"

"MATLAB is a combination of the words matrix and laboratory, which means matrix factory, mathematical software for algorithm development, data visualization, and data analysis. ”

In the end, it is a cow in the dark world, Gu Changfeng spit out unknown words, which shocked Yuan Wenbo, the two around him are overlords, one is more hanging.

Yang Fan smiled, he has been a classmate for many years, only he understands his status in the rivers and lakes, and ordinary people only regard him as a dead house.

"I want the source code, can I do it?" Yang Fan said.

"As much as possible, it costs a lot of money. ”

It's money again, Yang Fan really wants to say that it's not bad money.

"Let's divide it into batches, I can't keep up with the progress if I have more, I have a ...... budget There are 10 thousand. Yang Fan closed his eyes and said the number, the hole was in the sky.

"Dollars?"

"Nerves, RMB. ”

The dead house snorted coldly, Yang Fan really wanted to send an old fist.

In the afternoon, Song Xiaoli entered the school, looked at the banner at the door, and couldn't open his eyes with a smile.

"Oh, you are Yang Fan's mother, you are the protagonist of today's meeting, and all parents in the school have to learn from you. ”

The principal escorted her all the way, spoke and did things just right, and arranged the top seats in the ladder classroom, and everyone who knew or didn't know came to greet her.

Song Xiaoli was in a trance for an afternoon, forgetting what he said and did, and returned to his door, pinching the big red envelope in his hand, only to make sure that he was not dreaming.

"Ah, Yang Tian, why are you at home too?" Song Xiaoli was surprised, and the red envelope showed off, "Five thousand fast, it's not easy." ”

"There's something going on, I'm leaving, how is it today?" Yang Tian pretended to be calm, and his eyes couldn't leave the red envelope.

"Nima, I only learned today why those parents of school bully especially like to go to parent-teacher conferences, and I have gained knowledge. ”

Song Xiaoli drank several sips of water in a row, and only then did he calm down a little.

"Quality, pay attention to quality, how to say foul language. ”

"Let me tell you Yang Tian, I will have to go to the parent-teacher meeting in the future, so you can concentrate on your work. Such a difficult task, I'm afraid you'll mess it up. Thinking of the glory of the afternoon, Song Xiaoli drooled again.

"I used to push me, and the matter of raising my face is all yours, is that okay?" Yang Tian was indignant.

"Those parents, that kind of envy, around me to ask this and that, I feel that I have learned the wrong major, I should not be an accountant, I am simply a natural educator, our way of herding sheep is to let the child be independent, the child cultivates his own interests, almost I believe it. ”

Song Xiaoli sighed with emotion, once he became famous, his son was criticized by the head teacher when he was in junior high school, and his parents didn't care about anything, but now it's upside down.

"That's not called ignoring the child, that's about expanding the child's horizons and hands-on ability, listen, how good others have summarized for me. ”

"Okay, okay, I know you love face, don't talk about it. ”