The midday sun swept outside the corridor, but in the corridor it was like a barcode with nowhere to escape, imprisoned in the shadows, and the white jasmine in the flower bed outside the window was swaying, like a fluttering note, with a fragrant sadness.

Every time Cheng Mo walks through a section of sunlight, he will condense a brief shadow, and that shadow will melt into the gray behind the sunlight after entering the obstruction of the wall.

Gray is the true color of this world, neither bright nor dark.

In this gray world, there are not many really good people, and there are not many real bad people, and the vast majority of them are just bad and not bad people. These ordinary people, who usually go with the flow, show kindness when they are safe, and only reveal their true nature when they encounter danger.

Unlike most people, Cheng Mo is well aware that his moral level is in what Lawrence Kohlberg calls the pre-conventional period, that is, a low level of morality, and will only focus on personal interests and act within the law.

One of the greatest things that philosophy does is to make him understand himself.

Therefore, he does not deliberately pretend to be a good person, but he does not want to degenerate into a bad person, he swings between the two, and considers himself an ordinary member of the crowd.

He knew that he had no noble sentiments, he sought advantage and avoided harm, he was cold and selfish, he lived very hard, and although he was discarded as an insignificant thing, he treated himself like a treasure.

He lives what he is like, and he only wants to have a clear conscience.

If anything, he has a clear conscience, not peace of mind.

Cheng Mo's clear conscience is equivalent exchange.

Cheng Mo slowly crossed the eight classes in silence, and when he reached the end of the class, he immediately entered the noisy range, when he entered the classroom through the back door, he raised his eyes and found Yan Yitong, the explosive head in the school uniform, sitting in his seat, talking to Fu Yuanzhuo.

The white shirt with a blue bow, the slightly bulging flower bones, full of youthful vitality, but you can't look at her hairstyle, if you look at her hairstyle, you will find that she is more like bean sprouts than herself.

Although he knew that Yan Yitong was actually very beautiful, Cheng Mo was still a little big-headed, and felt that this girl was really a little ghostly, and he couldn't get rid of it, he knew that this was the case, he would rather sleep in the school infirmary for a while, at this moment, Cheng Mo wanted to really know the prediction magic skill of "acting as a bird in the third world", it must be an extremely happy thing.

Cheng Mo walked slowly towards his seat, the atmosphere of the lunch break in the class has always been lively, completely different from the quiet of other classes, at least unlike the class where Cheng Mo has stayed, the noon of the class is almost a puddle of stagnant water, where the students are either reading, doing questions or resting.

In class, the girls sit together to discuss idol gossip, the boys either gather in a circle and play games with their mobile phones, or two or three people sit in a row to watch cartoons or comics, and almost no one delays sleeping.

Sleeping is usually done during class.

When Cheng Mo first entered the classroom, he was seen by Yan Yitong, who was leaning against the wall and looking at the back door, and she waved her hand to Cheng Mo with a smile, as if she was greeting a good friend.

The golden pillars of light that passed through the window were filled with white dust, the posters with Wilson's aphorisms were as bright as living creatures, her fluffy curls were like a black cloud, and the pleasure at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows was like a bright sunshine behind the dark clouds.

This warm sincerity dissipated the entanglement in Cheng Mo's heart a little, but when he approached, Yan Yitong's first sentence immediately made Cheng Mo depressed, "Cheng Mo, what did you do, why did you come back?"

Cheng Mo thought to himself: This matter doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right? So he didn't prepare to answer, but just walked in front of Yan Yitong and said expressionlessly: "You sit in my place!"

"I know, I don't need you to tell me!"

"You sit in my place, please let me go!" Yan Yitong replied very naturally, which made Cheng Mo a little speechless.

"But people just want to sit in your place, can't you give it up?" Yan Yitong looked up at Cheng Mo with wide eyes, his hands still clasped together, making a gesture of arching his hands, pretending to be pitiful.

Cheng Mo, a person who has no sympathy, will naturally not be tricked, "I'm afraid of being beaten for sitting in someone else's position." ”

"Oh my God, Cheng Mo, you are too vindictive, right?" Fu Yuanzhuo, who had been watching the joke, raised his head and looked at Cheng Mo with a shocked expression, as if Cheng Mo was a traitor who betrayed him.

Cheng Mo glanced at Fu Yuanzhuo, "No, I don't hold grudges at all, I'm called eating a trench and growing wise." ”

Fu Yuanzhuo looked at Cheng Mo, and then at Yan Yitong, the two big guys were not easy to deal with, so he could only make sacrifices, so he could only stand up helplessly and pull out the chair, "Then you can sit here with me!

Cheng Mo hesitated, seeing that Yan Yitong didn't mean to get up at all, and he really didn't want to worry too much, so he could only take out the book from the drawer that had not been finished and sit in Fu Yuanzhuo's position, while Fu Yuanzhuo sat next to Cheng Mo.

But with Yan Yitong here, it seems that reading quietly is an unlikely thing, Cheng Mo was about to prevent harassment, put on the headphones, and heard Yan Yitong preemptively say: "Cheng Mo, why do you like to read books so much? You also read some inexplicable books! What universe! Space! Do you want to be a scientist in the future? If you want to be a scientist, what do you want to do? Let me tell you! My brother is a graduate student in mathematics at Imperial College London."

Cheng Mo didn't wait for Yan Yitong to finish speaking, and he ruthlessly stuffed the headphones into his ears.

Fu Yuanzhuo on the side grinned, his handsome face was a little distorted, which greatly damaged his handsome image.

A girl like Yan Yitong is really indomitable! I didn't care about Cheng Mo's coldness at all, one hand skillfully took off the white earphones that Cheng Mo stuffed into her ears, and covered the book with the other hand, a little dissatisfied, and said a little coquettishly: "Hey! Girls talk to you, you can't be so rude!"

Cheng Mo judged according to Yan Yitong's smooth and jerky movements, Yan Yitong should often do this kind of thing, maybe to her brother in the Department of Mathematics of Imperial College, he couldn't help but feel sad for this unmasked boy in his heart, and he felt glad for himself, fortunately he didn't have such a sister

But when you think about it, it doesn't seem right, and the crime he suffers now is probably the same as that brother's, so what is there to be happy about! So he raised his head and said, "I have never been polite to people who are impolite."

"Why are you and I being rude?"

"You sat in my seat and won't let me. ”

Yan Yitong said confidently: "Isn't it right for boys to let girls!"

"Who said that?"

"Lu Xun. ”

"Which anthology? Which one? What page is it?"

Yan Yitong was speechless and rolled his eyes, "You are still serious! I am a stalk, who will really remember the pages of which anthology Lu Xun's words come from?"

"Time is of the essence. Wasting other people's time for no reason is actually tantamount to killing people for money. This is what Lu Xun said, from it, I forgot the specific pages, about 30 pages"

Yan Yitong's face was incredible, "Do you really remember?"

Cheng Mo ignored Yan Yitong's surprise, looked at Yan Yitong's white and slender hand on the page, frowned and said, "So, this classmate, please don't kill yourself for money!"

Yan Yitong was very scoundrel, and still said with a smile: "Who hasn't wasted time." If you want to be more serious, aren't there murderers everywhere? Besides, I'm wasting my life with you! Isn't it good that we hurt each other?"

This sentence made Cheng Mo stunned, he didn't know how to answer for a while, if he really wanted to argue, he could argue back from all angles, but he knew not to try to reason with Yan Yitong, because she thought she was reasonable.

He looked at Yan Yitong's retro black-framed glasses, behind the transparent lenses were a pair of incomparably clear eyes, and he seemed to be able to see colorful fish swimming in the shallow pupils.

"Wow! You guys are so numb! You're hurting each other! I can't stand it! I can't stand it! I'm going to buy something to drink!" Fu Yuanzhuo stood up as if he had eaten enough dog food.

The violent chick Yan Yitong naturally kicked Fu Yuanzhuo fiercely, and said viciously: "I'm treating Cheng Mo's illness!"

"Okay, okay, you two slowly hurting each other."

Yan Yitong raised his middle finger towards Fu Yuanzhuo, then turned his head to look at the silent Cheng Mo and said, "How can you remember so much content?"

"If you are not taking an exam, reading a book is not for you to remember anything, but for you to gain something from itShakespeare said: In the eyes of a thousand readers, there are a thousand Hamlets, which means that when the author finishes writing, the work does not belong to him, and the experience and harvest are all in the reader. It doesn't matter if you forget the content, just remember the truth. The human brain is not used to memorize, but to think. ”

After a pause, Cheng Mo said again: "Of course, if you are studying for the exam, I didn't say it." ”

Yan Yitong looked at Cheng Mo with wide eyes and said: "I don't think I will be able to improve to a realm like you in my life, I can only study to death, read to death!

"That depends on what you're talking about!"

"Are there many kinds of smartness?"

"High EQ is smart, high IQ is also smart, in general, it is to read more and think more"

When Fu Yuanzhuo came back, he held two bottles of Coke and a bottle of mineral water in his hand, put the mineral water on Cheng Mo's table, stuffed a bottle of Coke that had not yet been opened into Yan Yitong's hand and said, "I have to go to class and don't leave!"

Yan Yitong stood up and said happily: "Wow! Listening to your class is much more interesting than listening to the teacher's class! I will come to you tomorrow at noon!"

"I have something to do tomorrow at noon. Cheng Mo also stood up from Fu Yuanzhuo's position, ready to sit back when Yan Yitong left.

"Oh, are you going to accompany Senior Sister Min Yun?"

Cheng Mo nodded.

"Can I sit in and listen?"

Cheng Mo responded coldly: "You have to ask Xie Minyun about this." ”

"Stingy!Charlotte!" Yan Yitong walked out of Cheng Mo's position and grimaced at him.

Cheng Mo turned a blind eye, took his seat in, and put Fu Yuanzhuo on his table and put the mineral water on Fu Yuanzhuo's table.

At this time, the people in the class were basically all there, and the voices were boiling, some people were posting cheat sheets on the water glasses, some people were playing, and some people were talking to each other.

Cheng Mo turned the book to the page covered by Yan Yitong just now, and suddenly heard someone calling his name loudly, he looked back along the sound, Yan Yitong stood at the back door, put his hands together into a horn and raised it to his mouth, and shouted loudly like a gramophone: "Cheng Mo! Come on for the exam!

This thunderous sound actually drowned out the noise of the entire class.