The class teacher sat on the chair behind the podium, with a red pen in his hand flying over the papers submitted by the students.
In the silent classroom, the sound of the pen tip scratching the paper became the main theme.
Gu Xing's hand speed was also very fast while he was sitting in his seat, and his signature pen almost never stopped.
Except for mathematics competition, his grades in other subjects are not very bad, ranking in the middle or lower level in the class.
Although his test-taking ability is not as good as Gu Pan's, his competitive ability is not as good as Shen Guanshan's.
But Gu Xing has always been optimistic. He competed with Shen Guanshan to take the college entrance examination, and competed with Gu Pan.
This way he can win twice.
Win-win.
Gu Xing concentrated on solving one basic question after another. When Gu Xing felt his neck was a little sore, he looked up at the clock next to the blackboard and found that the first self-study class was almost over.
He is always very focused on what he does, and it feels like time passes very quickly.
I went through the self-study section again to make sure I didn't miss any important points, and then I heard the bell echoing in the classroom.
Gu Xing looked at the self-study timetable he had made, prepared the chemistry materials for the next self-study period in advance, and then took out the dark chocolate given to him by Shen Guanshan.
The brand name is Domori. Gu Xing can recognize the individual letters, but he can't understand them when put together.
He vaguely remembered that he had seen this brand before, but when he thought about it more carefully, he had no clue.
Ding Ran was pouring water into his mouth, and when he saw his deskmate holding a blackboard in his hand, he came over curiously to take a look.
"Do you know this brand?" Gu Xing asked him to see the brand name clearly.
Ding Ran shook his head repeatedly, "I'm not interested in black chocolate. The only chocolate brands I know are Dove and Ferrero Rocher."
Gu Xing couldn't understand what Shen Guanshan meant, so he put it back into his pocket first, and soon he was wandering in the sea of learning again.
By the time all the self-study classes were over, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
Someone from Ding Ran's family came to pick him up. After saying goodbye to Gu Xing and several classmates, he rushed out in a hurry.
Gu Xing cleared the table and waited for Gu Pan to go home together.
When they arrived at the gate of Guxi Community, they saw that their father was about to close the store. The two of them hurried up to help, carrying the metal shelf where the express delivery was placed to the innermost position, and then pulled down the rolling shutter door.
After the three people checked, they rushed home together.
Along the way, Father Gu held a lunch box in his hand, watching his children quarreling and quarreling beside him, with a smile on his face, letting the smell of fireworks rise and dissipate under the dim street lights.
Approaching the residential building, he persuaded the brother and sister to move away, "Go upstairs slowly, don't trip."
Gu Xing took out his flashlight, illuminated the dark corridor, and walked at the front to guide his family.
It's just that his legs are long and his steps are very long, Gu Pan can't catch up at all.
"Gu Yiquan..." Gu Pan said quietly from behind, "No matter how fast you walk, my mother will not let you take a shower first."
Gu Xing hesitated to speak, but finally slowed down.
The three of them climbed to the top floor, and the door to Shen Guanshan's house across the way was closed.
Before going upstairs, Gu Xing looked up and found that the south bedroom of her house was dark. He must have gone to bed early, and there was no way to ask Hei Qiao about it at the moment.
Maybe it's just a gift.
When I got home, my mother was still sitting on the sofa in the living room, contemplating the purchase of goods. When her husband came back, she pulled him aside and muttered something.
Gu Pan took off his shoes and ran to get a change of clothes, then turned and rushed into the bathroom.
Gu Xing simply stood in front of his desk, against the sound of the gurgling water, broke off a piece of black chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth, and spent his spare time reciting ancient prose again.
The chocolate is slightly sweet, then bitter and a little sour, and the rich floral and fruity aroma spreads in the mouth.
It doesn't really melt in your mouth, but it tastes pretty good.
After nearly a quarter of an hour, Gu Pan put on pajamas with Patrick Star printed on them and ran out, with her hair wrapped in a towel.
"Go and wash up quickly, dad is still waiting behind you!" She didn't forget to remind her before going back to her cubicle.
Gu Xing carried his clothes into the steaming bathroom.
I put out the shower gel and shampoo, and then subconsciously lowered the temperature of the nozzle a little.
Due to various reasons such as height and physical condition, Gu Pan's bath temperature is always higher than his.
When I was a child, I would sometimes get burned if I turned on the nozzle without paying attention.
He brushed his teeth while taking a shower and left the bathroom only after finishing everything.
Gu Pan's rumbling hair dryer also stopped working. Gu Xing closed the door and turned on the computer on his desk first. If he wanted to log in, he applied through the factory director's friend request.
I bought a desktop computer when I was in high school. The configuration at that time was not very good, and now it is a bit sluggish to boot.
Ever since Gu Xing became old enough to go to an Internet cafe, he has not opened League of Legends on this machine, and now he still has to download many version update packages.
Tietong Network was working hard at this time, but the slow network speed made Gu Xing quite helpless.
He simply left it there and ignored it for now. After finishing two reading comprehension articles, he looked up and saw that the update hadn't been completed yet.
It wasn't until 10:20 pm that I was finally able to log into the game.
After a moment of lag, he successfully entered the client interface. Gu Xing found that besides the factory director, there were many people who came to join him.
A group of unknown IDs, and even two nicknames for selling movies.
I want to come to the factory director’s live broadcast to attract traffic.
Gu Xing successfully added the promised friends and then rejected other applications.
After clicking all the way to the end, his mouse suddenly stopped.
There was only the last application left, and the other party’s nickname was ‘EDG Recruitment Qxx…’.
The ID format of this person was very similar to that of the person selling the videos, and Gu Xing almost accidentally crossed him out too.
I just came back to my senses now.
EDG is recruiting?
Gu Xing frowned. He couldn't figure out the situation, but he was worried that he would miss something, so he approved the friend request.
He said hello to the factory director first, but the other person was not online. He probably called another number after finishing the live broadcast.
Then click on the chat box of 'EDG Recruiting' and send a message saying hello.
Before going to bed, Gu Pan knocked on the compartment door, "Gu Xing, aren't you going to sleep?"
He glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the desktop. It was now half past ten.
Tomorrow is Monday, and there will be a flag-raising ceremony at 7 a.m., so I have to get up early.
Seeing that the other party had not replied yet, Gu Xing planned to wait until he came back at noon the next day to deal with it.
Turning off the computer and lights, the room fell into darkness. He lay flat on the single bed, closed his eyes and walked peacefully.
The bedroom is very narrow, and the two-meter-long single bed just fits horizontally.
But given Gu Xing's height, if he moved his body down a little, sometimes his toes would touch the wall.
He has developed the habit of keeping his legs slightly apart when sleeping, which can greatly avoid this situation.
Gu Xing planned to work hard to buy a big house when he earned money in the future.
At least it should be big enough that your toes can't touch the wall.
Pulling the quilt up to his neck, he planned to fall into a deep sleep.
Gu Xing always falls asleep quickly and his sleep quality is very good.
But something doesn't seem right today.
My eyelids twitch from time to time.
Gu Xing doesn't believe in the idea of causing wealth or disaster, but since he finished the Olympiad exam, he has been sleeping well and his mental state is not bad. Logically speaking, he shouldn't...
He opened his eyes and planned to relax for a while.
As a result, when I opened my eyes, my breathing stopped for a moment!
The originally flat and smooth ceiling now completely changed its appearance!
An entire Summoner's Rift appeared in front of him!
Play too many games?
Gu Xing's first reaction was that he was hallucinating something.
He blinked.
It’s still Summoner’s Rift!
Gu Xing, who had lived in good health for 18 years, felt flustered by this kind of thing.
He could even hear a soft cough from the other side of the cubicle who was choking on his drink of water.
Sitting up, he knocked on the cubicle door.
"What for?" Gu Pan patted his chest and asked in confusion.
"Can you help me look at the ceiling of my room..." Gu Xing still wanted to verify.
Gu Pan didn't want to talk to him at first, but after thinking about it, he opened the door and stuck his little head out.
"Did you find anything wrong?" Gu Xing felt anxious.
Now, he didn't know exactly what answer he expected to get from his sister.
"No," Gu Pan looked as usual, looking away from the ceiling and looking at his brother, "Did you just see a spider?"
Gu Xing thought for a moment before speaking.
"Maybe I'm dazzled."
He closed the door and planned to go back to bed.
Gu Pan suddenly reacted and lowered his voice and shouted, "Gu Wei, are you deliberately being mean and not letting me sleep?"
She has never been afraid to speculate on Gu Xing in the worst possible way.
This is the experience of many years of struggle.
But this time Gu Xing had no intention of talking to her anymore. He covered himself with the quilt and looked at the ceiling occupied by Summoner's Rift, lost in thought.