Monday is always a day that makes people feel difficult to cheer up.

First of all, it is anxiety.

(Because the weekend homework is fooled)

Secondly, the pressure is full.

(5 days left! awls!)

These two moods are intertwined, which eventually leads to most people entering a state of numbness. The dead pig is lying on the table without fear of boiling water and allowing the new week to ravage.

Only Li Zheng, whose eyes were shining and his body was filled with the spirit of a young man.

First of all, it is absolute confidence.

(As soon as I was happy, I wrote another 30,000-word weekly diary and handed over 47 math problems that I had doubts. Teachers must hold on.)

Secondly, the expectation is full.

(5 days left! awls!)

I have to say that this world is too real.

Schools are like society.

Some people feel painful when they open their eyes, thinking about how to survive this day and make up random things so that they can code the words of this day.

Some people are happy when they open their eyes, thinking about how to enjoy the day and how to choose hobbies to make friends who are worthy of cheers.

And Zhang Xiaoke is between the two.

When I went to school, half was to endure and half was to enjoy.

The real annoying thing is.

These days are so similar.

Learning is not a worry, repetition is it.

Seeing Li Zheng sitting at the table with a spring breeze on his face, Zhang Xiaoke yawned and asked numbly: "Master... how did you not bother with learning..."

"Eh?" Li Zheng suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Xiaoke and said in surprise, "This scene is so interesting."

"What?"

Li Zheng gestured with great interest.

"You see, isn't the Analects of Confucius composed of a bunch of such conversations?"

"for example."

“【Zigong asked about politics.】

"【The Master said: There is enough food and enough soldiers, and the people will believe it.】

"I'll make this a classic."

“【Xiaoke asks about learning.】”

"【Zheng said: Come on, work hard, and be strong.】

"Haha, it's so fun."

Zhang Xiaoke looked at Li Zheng, and there was no slight turmoil in his heart. He did not cry or laugh, nor was he happy or sad.

This is a biological problem, it must be a biological problem.

Master is born to be a creature that won’t bother with no matter how you learn it.

Even the laughter is distorted.

"Isn't it funny?" Li Zheng saw that Zhang Xiaoke was still listless, so he had to shake his head and said, "The experimental results should be out. Don't you want to save another game?"

"I don't want to do it at all." Zhang Xiaoke turned his head and lie on his side in a different direction. "Master, I'm bored. When I think about it, I'll lose all my interest when I have to spend more than a year."

"Didn't you say you want to t2?"

"It's going to rush." ​​Zhang Xiaoke slowly raised his hand, covering the light outside the window and sighed, "But it's so boring..."

"Well... I understand..." Li Zheng asked, "Did you follow the learning plan I gave you? It feels like a machine, fixing bugs day after day, becoming more and more boring?"

"Eh?" Zhang Xiaoke suddenly sat upright and slapped his hands on the table. "Yes, yes, that's the feeling, I feel like I'm gradually becoming a machine that has no feelings."

"Well... I understand. This should be a flaw in my system design. It is too utilitarian and not humanized." Li Zheng pursed his lips and pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head. "I can't think of any solution for the moment. Don't be filled with learning for the time being, just have some entertainment."

"I decided to go to the kennel on the weekend." Zhang Xiaoke nodded fiercely, licking his lips at the same time, "I can't throw it away by force by carrying one home... Humph... I'm finally looking forward to it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice came from behind him.

"I don't completely agree with this." Jiang Qinghua didn't raise his head and lowered his head to write the English words. "At this stage, we just want to become a learning machine that doesn't have feelings. Only those with higher learning efficiency can have a better future."

"Bao, bah!" Zhang Xiaoke turned around and cursed, "You are still a few tens of minutes lower than me, what are you talking about?"

Jiang Qinghua only shook his head: "Reality is, if you sail against the current, you will retreat if you don't advance."

"Tail your brother-in-law. Since you talk to me about reality, I won't let you go."

Zhang Xiaoke squinted his eyes and became sarcastic.

"For many boys, the girls they can meet in high school account for more than 80% of the girls they know in this life."

“In other words, high school is the best opportunity to find your ideal partner.”

“It’s better to spend your thoughts on learning than spending your love.”

"High school may be the last chance you can get your wife, Brother Qinghua! Are you learning some yarn?"

Crack!

The lead on the pen tip was broken.

Jiang Qinghua's face turned cold and she fell into deep self-doubt.

His just calm mind of learning was in chaos.

In this case, he had to look up and look at the only mentor as if he wanted help—

Li Zheng.

Say it quickly, I'm not wrong!

"Well..." Li Zheng pondered, "This matter is relative. For different people, the same choice will lead to different results. Although I like to study, I dare not say that learning is everyone's only way, for example, Liu Xin..."

The three of them turned around and looked at Liu Xin, who was picking his nails.

Li Zheng continued: "Liu Xin picks his nails for a long time every day, about half an hour to go up. I can't understand this waste, but he seems very happy, immersed in it, always paying attention to keeping his nails to a certain amount of filth, and he has been picking every day."

Liu Xin seemed to have not heard Li Zheng's words, and he sniped intently and smiled foolishly from time to time.

"So for Liu Xin, just let him pick his nails happily." Li Zheng turned to Jiang Qinghua, "But you, Qinghua, have chosen a path and have to go on. Don't be disturbed by Xiaoke's thoughts, and don't try to prove the rationality of your behavior to anyone. Since you have been burning your boats, there is nothing to say, just fight."

As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Qinghua's academic intention was immediately condensed.

"Yes!" Jiang Qinghua shook his head and added a 0.7 lead. "The gentleman is harmonious but different. Xiao Ke's statement is also reasonable, but it has nothing to do with me."

"Hiss." Zhang Xiaoke made a face, took out the Chinese textbook and slapped it on the table, sighed with a long sigh, "It's not easy to have someone as stupid as Jiang Qinghua now... Don't look at me like this, Master... You're even more stupid."

The preparatory bell rang, Tang Zhifei entered the classroom early, yawned and said, "Things...ha--... The final result of the competition for things has come out. Lin Yujing, Li Zheng is the first and second in the city, please give me some applause and encourage me..."

Sparse applause sounded, and many people were still lying on the table to applause.

“It’s true…”

"The others are so pitiful."

"Look at the gods..."

In a lazy atmosphere, Tang Zhifei walked to Li Zheng and Lin Yujing and presented a report card for competition.

"This is the ranking that Teacher Tao just got. You two can refer to it for yourself."

After saying that, Tang Zhifei yawned again and returned to the podium to prepare for class.

Li Zheng picked up the transcript and just smiled helplessly.

Once a person becomes a god, his extraordinary achievements are not worth making a fuss.

Just like this, Lin Yujing was always in the divine position and no one paid attention to any score in the exam.

On the contrary, people of my own level are more shocking to climb up all the way.

But in fact, whether it is Lin Yujing or himself, whether it is Wu Shu, Ou Xingzhuo or Shi Yang, after becoming a god, the efforts and achievements he has made have not decreased at all.

But gradually, no one will come again to affirm and encourage themselves.

At this moment, Li Zheng suddenly felt a kind of loneliness.

God's loneliness.

He couldn't help but look at Lin Yujing, who was carefully reading the report card.

Lord Ye, I’m afraid he’s been in such loneliness since kindergarten.

Only she knows her efforts.
To be continued...