All-round mathematician

Chapter 52 There is a kind of strength that no one knows

At dinner time, his parents mysteriously appeared, exhausted and high-spirited go hand in hand, and the amount of information was too much for Yang Fan to tell.

"Young man, I heard that you have recently entered a rebellious period. You have made a lot of noise in various ways, and even hooked up with some girls. Let me be frank."

Song Xiaoli couldn't sit still when he saw people, and the spies lurking among the people sent a message saying that his son often dated little girls, his homework fell behind, and he didn't want to make progress.The source is reliable, which is not bad.

"Mom, sometimes I really envy you two for being single-minded. If you live so chicly at your age, you won't be wronged in your life." Yang Fan changed the subject, feeling cold in his heart, "Traitors... die, what is it? Who is betraying me."

"Young man, you have to find out, if you don't fight now, how can you make your child a rich second generation, and whether there is any pursuit."

"Grandpa, grandma, grandpa and grandma also educated you in the same way. They were very disappointed and didn't let me be the rich second generation."

"Glib, Yang Tian, ​​come here, this child can't be educated." Song Xiaoli was in a panic, and was taken down in two or three strokes.

After the black face sings, the white face comes, and family education must take turns in this way.

"Yang Fan, we don't want to criticize you. You have to understand that the current leisure is based on grades. Teacher Feng has guaranteed the ticket. You should pay more attention to self-cultivation and take the initiative to improve..."

Yang Tian spoke slowly, with clear reasoning, and it seemed that he was really worried about Yang Fan.

"Dad made a lot of sense. I was in tears. I really wanted to accept my bow, but I heard that when you were my age, Dad, you still had some actions to kill Matt. It's really disappointing. Mom still A troubled girl who was almost expelled from school. With such a worry-free son like me, I don't believe that there is no smoke on the ancestral grave."

Yang Fan rolled his eyes and despised the two of them.

"Sword and axe, bring the killing stick." Song Xiaoli slapped his palm suddenly, and he had to use a big killing weapon.

The white-faced man came out to dissuade him again, saying: "Tell me about your plan, don't hide your relationship with people anymore."

"Believe that I am better than you back then. This has been tested for 20 years. It's boring to say too much. I'm done eating, and you are busy."

"There must be a bottom line, Yang Fan."

"I see."

The rice was stripped off, the family enlargement meeting was over, and Yang Fan went back to his room to read a book.

"It's embarrassing, it's really embarrassing, I said my wife, could you handle your father-in-law and mother-in-law like this?" Yang Tian became curious, how did he fool his parents back then?It shouldn't be so arrogant.

"Yang Tian, ​​you have to know that the killing power stick is passed down from generation to generation. This is my property when I got married. It is very precious and has a history of decades. Remember to keep it well."

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In the room, just as Yang Fan opened the book, his phone vibrated, and it was Lin Yuwei again: "..."

Too arrogant, always so subtle, Yang Fan can imagine her image at the moment, struggling for 10 minutes before sending a message, what will she think, how will she see herself, and so on.

After sending the message, staring at the phone, nervous and worried, another big deal.

"When?"

"Tomorrow afternoon."

Tomorrow is Sunday, and it will be back to school again, so of course there will be a lot of homework on weekends.

"I don't have time in the afternoon. I have to participate in a basketball game. I just joined the basketball team. Either in the morning or on Monday."

"tomorrow morning."

I arrived at the school at 08:30 on the second day. Fortunately, a window in the classroom was not closed, so I turned over and entered.

There are half a book in the desk, full of progress, no rush.

An hour later, Lin Yuwei's figure appeared in the corridor.Seen from the rear, Yang Fan's sideways bowed head and serious image reminded her of a poem:

Just a classmate who is young and in the prime of his life.Scholarly angry, he reprimanded Fang Qiu.Pointing to the country, encouraging the writing, the dung soil was once tens of thousands of households.Have you ever remembered that when the current hits the water, the waves hold back the flying boat?
Wanton publicity, youth, nothing more than that.

That day, on the viewing platform, it was so heroic, so far away that it was too unreal.

As a deskmate, I meet almost every day and can pay attention to every moment.

"Well... I'm late." Lin Yuwei lowered her head and stroked the corner of her clothes, admitting her mistake.

"Well, it's okay." Yang Fan looked up, and the data appeared: height 158 ​​cm, eye angle 38, nose bridge height 2.9...32B, once again a near-perfect data.

"You... What are you looking at..." The other party was lustful, Lin Yuwei's whole body was cold, her chest seemed to have been measured by someone, it was really evil.

At this point in time, there is no one around, could it be...

"It's nothing, just sit down." Yang Fan gave a gentle smile.

This smile is completely different in Lin Yuwei's eyes, it is definitely a lewd smile, ah, it's so scary, what should I do.

"Either...or you should write on the blackboard." Lin Yuwei was infinitely delicate, like a wounded kitten.

"Writing with chalk is slow, hurry up, jittering, sitting with you every day, it's not the same now."

The voice was quite loud, and Lin Yuwei's temperament was rather soft, and he dared not resist, so she stopped and sat down in her seat.

"Still math? Take it out."

She secretly encouraged herself: "Fortunately, it's about schoolwork. If you mention anything else, you must slap him and scream loudly. Lin Yuwei, don't be afraid, come on."

He took out his notes and said, "Tomorrow is the midterm exam. I have sorted out some knowledge points in the past two days, and I don't know many of them."

Yang Fan roughly flipped through the four notebooks, and they were all marked in red letters. There were so many places and the information was messy, it was jaw-dropping.

"My God, where do you know all the science subjects? How can I see that they are all included."

What on earth was she thinking about using herself like a cow and a horse?

"I don't know a lot, and some are unclear and circled. I can say as much as I can."

"Ah, alright. I'm good at mathematics, so let's start with mathematics." Yang Fan resigned to his fate, so let's review the past and learn the new.

"En." Lin Yuwei nodded, just wanting you to explain for a while.

After 10 minutes, Yang Fan became a little anxious: "This is so simple, don't you know?"

"kindness?"

"Okay, I'll mention it again."

Two 10 minutes.

"Understand."

"kindness?"

"It's really simple, then say it again."

Three 10 minutes.

"understand?"

"Some don't quite understand."

Yang Fan still understands the unconfident look in his eyes, and only when he understands does he get a headache. After talking about a basic knowledge point seven or eight times, he is still confused. How to continue?

Such an aura girl, why in science...

This is no longer poor to describe, it is a lack of talent, what people call stupid.

"Lin Yuwei, why did you choose science as a sophomore in high school?"

The other party's impatience and contempt made Lin Yuwei even more nervous, and said weakly: "The liberal arts class also has to take the exam, and I didn't pass the exam."

Liberal arts is a small category, and employment is very difficult.When classifying Chinese and science classes in Wuzhou Fuzhou, students who are willing to study liberal arts will be given a unified examination, and only one class will be selected.

"You like literature, right?"

"kindness."

"Poems? Songs? Novels? Scripts?"

"I... I like them all."

That is to say, as long as it is not a subject of study, I like almost everything.Yang Fan has a headache, this is also a problem girl.It must be quite difficult for her to ask for advice.

Her grades are really average.

and many more.

Yang Fan suddenly had goosebumps all over her body. Combined with her low-level rational thinking, her effort in science study may be five times or even ten times that of her own.

It takes ten times of effort to get a middle grade. This kind of hard work makes the whole world eclipse.

What a strong and self-reliant girl, no wonder she shed tears alone for her science grades.

Yang Fan felt a little softness in his heart, completely suppressed the anxiety that had arisen, and calmed down: "I'm... talking nonsense. Lin Yuwei, interest is the motivation for learning. I like mathematics very much, so my mathematics grades have improved rapidly."

"Since you like literature, then think about it, or try writing a novel. When you are tired or confused, writing things down is also a way."

"You're stressed out."

"I often see your eyes red in the morning. I always thought it was because you read the novel too late, or because you were moved to tears by the plot, which affected your sleep."

"Now, I am sincerely sorry. You have worked harder than all of our classmates. In places where we can't see, you have spent several times your time, silently enduring the suffering of seeing no way out."

"Lin Yuwei, I admire you, you are a perfect girl, your weakness is only on the outside, and the strength of your heart has long surpassed that of your peers."

"So, in the future, you can speak loudly, scream loudly, and vent any unhappiness. When you find what you are best at and most interested in, and are willing to work hard for it, the class leader is not as good as you, and the study committee is not as good as you , you are the strongest..."

"Woo... woo..." Lin Yuwei burst into tears, no one had talked to her so much, no one understood her.

I followed my classmates step by step, because I was afraid of being said: You are too stupid.

Use all the time to review and review, study and study, just for the injustice in your heart.Those poems and novels are just a cover for my embarrassment. It's not that I'm not smart, but I just focus on literature.

She was crying with pear blossoms and rain, her whole body was weak, and she leaned her head on the other's shoulder, and she remembered a poem: When I am sad, please lend me your shoulder to lean on.

Yang Fan is at a loss, what should a girl who is nearly perfect in appearance and mind rely on herself.

"I will help you, follow me, my hand will always be behind my back, please hold on tight, don't let it go."

Speaking of this, he raised his arm involuntarily, touched the delicate face, and wiped away the trace of sadness.

The two were shocked at the same time, and their bodies separated.

"Thank you, Yang Fan." Lin Yuwei turned her back and wiped the corners of her eyes with a tissue.

"It's okay, let's continue talking."

"it is good."

Lin Yuwei no longer guards against physical contact, over there, it's so warm.

(End of this chapter)