On February 12th, the Spring Festival, I went to the book bar with him, and the book bar has a nice name, called Cha Yu. The store reverberated with pure music, very light, lit with incense, very light. I've had dreams, and it's pretty much the same, and the most gratifying thing is that I can see him when I look up. Pedestrians on the street are in groups, lanterns along the street are dangling a slight arc, the cold wind is whispering, the sun is jumping, the tea is quiet, peaceful and quiet, may the years be long. - "The Law of Mulberry Crush"

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The book bar is indeed a good place to do homework, quiet and quiet, undisturbed, and extremely atmospheric.

There is a lot of homework assigned in No. 1 Middle School, but Sang You has already written most of it in the past few days, and only a small part is left, so when she saw Zhou Yan take out a pile of blank papers, she was shocked.

"Haven't you written in the past few days?" Perhaps it was because of the environment, Sang You lowered his voice.

Zhou Yan also lowered his voice: "I'm writing something else." ”

"Oh."

The homework of the two is very similar, the four math simulation papers are the same, Zhou Yan took out his mobile phone to time and asked her: "How long do you usually keep a math paper?" ”

"One hundred minutes." Twenty minutes are left for checking, under normal circumstances, as long as she doesn't die knocking on the finale, she can finish writing, but if she drills the tip of the horns, it may not be.

Zhou Yan adjusted the time: "Are you ready?" ”

Sang Youyou was nervous for a moment, immediately picked out the math paper, sat up straight, and said seriously: "Always be ready." ”

"......" Zhou Yan clicked the start button, "Okay." ”

Sang You stared at the dimples looming on his lips, his brain was dizzy by the impact, and sure enough, the beauty is currently mistaken for life, and she shouldn't be tempted when she should write math!

When the dimples were completely out of sight, she looked down at the roll.

The title of the paper is a mock paper, which is actually the college entrance examination paper of previous years, and the difficulty is not praised, but there are many pits. Sang You answered the questions while analyzing the papers, the previous questions were okay, and the positions of the last three major questions had changed, namely conic curves, derivatives, and solid geometry.

Actually put the three-dimensional geometry in the finale.

Sang You thinks that compared with abstract things like derivatives, the probability that solid geometry can be done is probably greater.

In the quiet environment, only the rustle of the tip of the pen rubbing against the paper, Sang You checked it all and went back to do the last question of the finale.

She really underestimated the three-dimensional geometry just now, this thing looks like it can be done, but in fact, she can't hold back a fart for a long time. After writing a little thought, she slowly thought about the next steps, and subconsciously looked up to look at the time, and found that she couldn't see it, but after seeing Zhou Yan, she couldn't move at all.

Sure enough, the beauty misled people, and Sang You sighed again.

But soon, Sang You was shocked.

What is Zhou Yan writing?

It seemed as if he was writing a single-choice part of a math paper, and at the moment she was staring, he had already solved three questions in seconds.

Not sure, take another look.

Is it that easy to single-select? He didn't even type the draft, basically ruled out two options after reading the question, and checked the answer after a while, and then did it all the way to the end, and it had reached the fill-in-the-blank part, and he wrote the first three fill-in-the-blanks without stopping, and paused for the fourth time, but he also quickly put down the pen.

“……”

Is this how all top students write math papers? It's like having the answer printed in your head.

It's really enough, being suppressed by the little brother at home, and I can't breathe outside anymore, how should I live in the future.

"Done?" Zhou Yan raised his eyes and asked.

Sang You came back to his senses: "Almost." ”

When the time was up, Sang Youyou was thinking about the problem while revising the papers, and she asked, "Is mathematical talent capable of inheritance?" ”

"There is a certain degree of hereditaryness, but most of it depends on acquired efforts."

"That's right." After Sang You finished speaking, his eyes were stunned, in disbelief, "How many papers have you written?" "Why is there so much handwriting on the scroll that was blank just now?

"Two copies."

“？”

Zhou Yan: "I picked it up." ”

“……”

The two of them wrote for an afternoon, and half of Zhou Yan's blank volume disappeared, this kind of efficiency is really shocking, let's get out of the book, Sang You finally asked a question that had been bothering him for a long time: "Senior, don't you even need to type drafts?" ”

"You can do mental arithmetic."

"Wouldn't it be wrong?"

"The probability of being wrong is not high, and I will check it later."

"How do you check it?"

"Do it again in a different way."

“……”

What's the difference between this and writing it all over again? There is no difference! And it's more difficult, because doing it differently means you can't use the conventional method.

Zhou Yan explained more clearly: "Use the conventional method for the first time to avoid deducting points due to over-the-top answers. When you check it for the second time, you don't have to worry about it so much, it can be more simple and flexible, and the answer is the same twice, so it's not much of a problem, you can try. ”

“……”

Is this something she can try?

Sang You was about to close herself, and she followed behind Zhou Yan with a depressed face: "How did you learn?" ”

Zhou Yan walked outside the street, thought for a while, and replied: "I have been in contact with the Olympiad since the third grade, and basically every winter and summer vacation, most of the time I spend in the training camp, studied for many years, and invested a lot of time and energy, so I got to the current level. Maybe there's a certain amount of talent, but I think hard work is also important. ”

Sang Yu paused: "I also think hard work is very important. ”

Many people have been climbing a mountain all their lives, and maybe some people were born at the top of the mountain, but that is only a minority. Most people are at the foot of the mountain, and what they can climb all their lives, whether it is at the foot of the mountain or at the top of the mountain, depends on personal choice and hard work.

"During the summer vacation of the second year of junior high school, I studied the function part of high school by myself, and during that time, I drew many times the function models that appeared in high school, including common and uncommon, and drew nearly 100 drafts, until I looked at the problem and its image could be formed in my mind."

He doesn't have to type drafts now because he had typed them countless times many years ago.

Sang You looked at him sideways, looked at him for a while, and she smiled: "Senior, you are the sun on the ground." ”

It is also the moon she looks up to, which has both dazzling light and a clear moon.

She found that like a spring in the quiet mountains, hidden in the dense forests and among the rocks, the bubbling water would not dry up, but would only slowly overflow over time.

In the new year, Sang You still likes Zhou Yan, and likes it a little more.

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The streets along the way are not deserted, there is a large family walking, there are children running around with guns, and there are friends who gather together to press the road. The days in winter are not long, at six o'clock, there is a glimmer of light hidden in the sky, the lights are on, and the sound of firecrackers is sounding.

There weren't many stores open, but I still found a noodle restaurant after going around and around.

Sang You ordered the beef noodles and said, "It's very spicy." ”

The owner of the shop warmly reminded: "Our chili pepper is still quite spicy, not extra-spicy, medium spicy is the hottest." ”

Sang You: "Then it's medium and spicy." ”

The shopkeeper was happy: "Okay, okay, the little girl can eat spicy." ”

After finding a place to sit down, Sang You said proudly: "There is no chili pepper that can be spicy in the banquet market." ”

The taste of the people in the banquet market is sweet and salty, but Sang You's hometown likes spicy food, even if she has been in the banquet market for so many years, her preferences in her bones are still half unchanged, she didn't lie, and she really didn't eat anything very spicy in the banquet market in her memory.

Zhou Yan smiled: "It's very powerful." ”

Sang You: "The senior is a local, right?" Isn't it too spicy? ”

"Well, it's not very edible."

Waiting for the noodles to be served, after Sang You took a bite, she felt that she had kicked the iron plate today, didn't you...... How can it be so spicy? When I looked closely, I found that the store put chili oil, not chili peppers.

！

Sang You had already begun to think.

It's a shame to be spicy to a handful of snot and tears, and to smoke out the store's tissues.

Or immediately slap the face, and order a bowl of slightly spicy beef noodles is more embarrassing.

…… It seems to be all humiliating.

Sang You found that her face was so fragile and her idol burden was so heavy for the first time, and she was still thinking about it, so she heard Zhou Yan ask: "Is it delicious?" ”

“…… Delicious. ”

After taking the third bite, Sang You sniffed and felt that his vision was blurred.

Zhou Yan handed over a bottle of mineral water: "I won't eat it if it's spicy." ”

Sang You poured a sip of water, cried his face, moved to the front desk with the bowl, and discussed with the store: "Uncle, can you ...... Help me dilute and neutralize it. ”

The shopkeeper laughed directly: "It's very spicy, but you still don't listen." ”

However, the uncle was still very enthusiastic and helped her change the soup base, and Sang You bowed: "Thank you, uncle, happy new year, uncle!" ”

"Happy New Year, New Year's Day, Uncle invites you to drink." The shopkeeper pointed to the freezer next to him, "Pick one, bring a bottle for your boyfriend too." ”

As soon as the words fell, the face of the little girl before meeting was redder than just now: "Oh, thank you, uncle." ”

Sang You returned to her position, not sure how much Zhou Yan had heard, but she asked without changing her face: "Senior, what do you want to drink?" Take your pick. ”

"Orange juice."

"Okay."

After finishing eating, Sang You glanced back at the name of the store, Xizhou Noodle Restaurant. The noodle restaurant in her hometown, sure enough, what can be spicy to her is definitely not the chili pepper in the banquet market!

Sang You wanted to take the bus back, and the two returned to the place agreed at the beginning, there were many people in the cultural and sports square, and various stalls sold a variety of things, including red lanterns, couplets, sugar gourds, and cotton candy......

The square was shining, the fluorescent lights were flashing, and the fairy sticks were also flashing, and Sang You suddenly asked, "Senior, do you want to play with fireworks?" "Small fireworks, when they explode - the night of the Star Bridge, the fire trees are turned on at night, and the lights and moonlight are shining.

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The Spring Festival is very lively, the fireworks that have been played for a long time, in a burst of laughter, the white and red lights shine alternately, the fireworks are very beautiful, he is watching the fireworks, I am looking at him, he is better-looking. When I returned, I trampled on a dead leaf. Fireworks are fleeting, grass is withered and fragile, but joy is always there, and human affection is always there. - "The Law of Mulberry Crush"