"Dingling bell~"
The sudden school bell eased Chen Zhu's embarrassment, and the two teachers from the next class also returned to their classroom.
Chen Zhu's next class was English, but he didn't listen at all. For a while, he thought about why "rebirth" happened to him, and for a while, he thought about his parents who were more than ten years younger. In fact, they should be happy.
right.
After class, my deskmate Huang Baihan asked doubtfully: "You were absent-minded during the whole class. You can't stop listening just because you don't like English. It also accounts for 150 points in the college entrance examination."
Chen Zhu didn't know how to explain it. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then said slowly: "Bo Han, I had a very long dream during the last break."
"The break between classes is only 10 minutes. How long can a dream be?"
Huang Baihan made a disgraceful sneer.
"Um······"
Chen Zhu glanced at Huang Baihan and said half-truthfully: "I dreamed that you and your wife were divorced."
"fart!"
Huang Baihan immediately replied unhappily: "I still dreamed that you couldn't get a wife!"
Huang Baihan has not been in love yet, and "marriage" is still a very sacred word in his heart, and he cannot tolerate Chen Zuo's jokes.
"You really got it right."
Chen Zhu sighed sadly. Not only was he not married in his previous life, but his blind date partners were also more unreliable than the last.
However, Huang Baihan and Chen Zhu are very good friends. After being angry for half a minute, Huang Baihan immediately licked his face and came closer: "Chen Zhu, was my wife beautiful in the dream?"
Chen Zhu thought about it seriously: "She's a little pretty, but she's very good at deceiving people. She deceived you before getting married."
"roll!"
When Huang Baihan heard Chen Zhu say bad things about "his future wife" again, he turned around and didn't want to talk to him.
Chen Zhu smiled, turned his pen silently for a while, and suddenly asked Huang Baihan: "What interesting things happened in the class recently?"
Chen Zhu planned to quickly integrate himself through memories.
"Funny thing?"
Huang Baihan bit his nails out of habit again: "It doesn't seem to be anything, just today. Song Shiwei got sick in the afternoon, and several boys from other classes came to visit."
"Who is Song Shiwei..."
Just as he was about to ask the question, Chen Zhu suddenly remembered who this person was.
Song Shiwei was the high school beauty of her class, and her grades were particularly good. She was eventually admitted to Sun Yat-sen University, the best school in eastern Guangdong Province.
The boys who chased her back then were like crucian carp crossing the river. There was one named Li Jianming. It is said that he chased her from high school to university, and from university to job after graduation.
Song Shiwei never agreed, and Li Jianming even threatened to jump out of the Pearl River. It seemed that the matter was even published in the newspapers. In the end, Song's school belle's father couldn't bear the harassment and gave Li Jianming a sum of money to tell him to get out and disappear.
These are all the gossips I heard at class reunions. Now that Chen Zhu was recalling them, he subconsciously looked for the school beauty Song.
In my impression, Song Shiwei seems to be a cool beauty.
She was sitting two rows in front of her, wearing a blue and white school uniform jacket. When she was immersed in doing questions, her neck and back formed a gentle curve. Her long hair was tied into a low ponytail common among high school girls, and her distinct hair was tied neatly.
It rises like a black and soft silk ribbon.
It's strange to say that school uniforms are usually slightly larger than usual. Most students look like costumes when they put them on, and the cuffs and trousers are always untidy.
But when worn on a good-looking classmate, the size seems to be just right.
From Chen Zhu's angle, Song Shiwei's face could not be seen, only her wrists exposed when she rolled up her sleeves were as white as snow, like a crystal pen barrel.
"Sure enough, pretty girls don't even need to look at their faces, even their backs are charming."
Chen Zhu was thinking in his mind.
Suddenly, a figure hurriedly appeared at the door of the classroom. Before he could stop, he shouted impatiently: "Song Shiwei, I heard that you have a cold. I just bought cold medicine before going to class. You should take one quickly."
Chen Zhu raised his head and saw a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old standing at the door. He was not tall, but his facial features were rather handsome. He wore a shiny hair that was beyond his years, and his temperament seemed a bit smooth.
He was carrying a plastic bag filled with medicine and looked at Song Shiwei in the classroom, sweating profusely.
"This is."
Chen Zhu was a little unsure and asked Huang Baihan: "Li Jianming?"
"Who else but him."
Huang Baihan said, "This kid heard that Song Shiwei was sick, so he came here two or three times in the afternoon. Unexpectedly, he even went out of school to buy medicine. He probably wouldn't be so filial to his own mother."
When Chen Zhu was studying in the past, he paid little attention to the "anecdotes" of these school beauties. In fact, there was such a type of boy in high school:
Their grades are okay, not top-notch but still among the top ten or twenty in the class;
He has a shy and dull personality. He blushes even when he stands up to answer questions in class. He doesn't dare to look at girls when talking to them;
If you say he is introverted, that's not entirely true. They and boys are very good at bragging about everything from astronomy and geography to politics and economics.
Both Chen Zhu and Huang Baihan are typical students of this type. Don't look at Huang Baihan laughing at Li Jianming now. This is in the audience. If it were him, he wouldn't even dare to fart in front of so many people.
However, Chen Zhu is now reborn. He has a rich career and is well-informed. His mentality has long lost the ignorance and shyness of his adolescence. He quietly looks at this boy who is crazy about pursuing the school beauty of Song Dynasty, recalling his "jump" in his mind.
Jiang Anecdote".
Li Jianming stood at the door of the classroom, wiping the sweat from his forehead while taking deep breaths, giving people the feeling of "walking around the world to buy cold medicine."
"Haha~"
Chen Zhu burst into laughter. With his knowledge and experience, he could naturally tell that it was an act.
Seeing that Song Shiwei ignored you, Li Jianming didn't leave either, and still said pitifully: "Song Shiwei, I know I'm not worthy of you, but you are sick, please don't dislike it, take your cold medicine first.
"
His expression was pleading, his tone was flattering, and his face was full of grievance and loneliness.
"The young man is quite scheming."
Chen Zhu was slightly surprised. This was because he deliberately placed himself in a weak and helpless position to attract sympathy from others, and then used public opinion to put pressure on Song Shiwei.
If it were another girl, at this innocent age where she is easily moved, she might really accept it.
However, Song Shiwei seemed to have a "harder" heart. In response to Li Jianming's solicitude and pity, she just sat in her seat and replied calmly and concisely: "I don't need it!"
The sound is clear and clear, like jade beads falling on a plate.
After saying this, the girls in the class all let out a slight "Ah", and they all seemed to feel that Song Shiwei's response was a little cold.
Some "kind" girls have already helped to persuade: "Wei Wei, go get the medicine, Li Jianming is also kind..."
Song Shiwei was indifferent, and they remained in a stalemate until the teacher who was studying for the evening self-study came over. Li Jianming turned around and left, with a sad expression as pitiable as possible.
Huang Baihan, who was enjoying watching the excitement, couldn't help but sigh: "If you ask me what love is in this world, it will teach you how to make love between life and death~"
Chen Zuo was noncommittal. From an adult perspective, it was right to chase a girl, but if he kept pestering her like a piece of dog-skin plaster, and even threatened her with death, I guess the little girl was also quite miserable.
However, this matter had nothing to do with him. After the evening self-study began, Chen Zhu took out a math problem booklet from his book folder and tried to do it.
I originally thought it would be reading from heaven. After all, I haven’t been exposed to symbols such as f(x), sin, and ㏒ for many years.
However, when I saw the first question "M={-2,-1,0,1,2},N={x|x-x-6≥0}, then M∩N=?", I felt a sense of familiarity.
Strange problem-solving ideas automatically emerged in my mind:
"∩" means intersection, right? This question is to find the intersection of two sets M and N.
The M set is a known 5 number, so we only need to solve the inequality of the N set.
"x-x-6≥0" can be transformed into (x-3)(x+2)≥0, so the range of x can be "≥3" or "≤-2".
Looking back at the M set, there happens to be the number "-2", which means: M∩N=-2
Chen Zhu turned to the end of the exercise book and took a look at the answer. "-2" was correct.
"What's going on?"
Even though Chen Zhu successfully solved this problem, he was a little unbelievable. After thinking for a while, he tried several different types of math problems in succession, even switching to physics and chemistry, and finally found that most of them could be solved easily.
"I see!"
Chen Zhu suddenly understood that rebirth was actually just an extra decade of life experience, and the original knowledge in his mind had not been forgotten.
If you say so...
Chen Zhu used to be a partial subject, with excellent scores in mathematics, physics and chemistry. No matter how difficult the paper was, he could basically score around 140.
Chinese and English are relatively poor, that is, between 90 and 100 points. The head teacher earnestly advised me many times:
Chen Zhu, as long as you can improve your Chinese and English by 20 points, there will be no problem in getting into most Chinese schools. Otherwise, you can only choose a major in the Chinese Language and Culture University.
In his previous life, Chen Zhu didn't listen to the advice, so he had no choice but to go to work in China.
Now that I have been reborn, I have not lost my ability to solve problems in mathematics and physics. In my previous life, my sensitivity to words, accumulation of common sense, and writing ability have improved a lot due to long-term writing of official documents.
My Chinese scores must have improved!
"So...this is the reason for my rebirth?"
Chen Zhu's heart suddenly beat uncontrollably because he might have been admitted to the National University of Science and Technology.
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(Take everyone to review high school mathematics, you’re welcome! Lao Liu is back in the city, can you use your tickets to the right place → "".)
Chapter completed!