The Metamorphosis of Fanggoudan

For some students, the very difficult provincial competition has finally come to an end. Candidates who have experienced it discussed the topics of this session on the Internet and in the provincial mathematics competition bar.

Because Duanfang is also one of the candidates for this provincial competition, Ganbot deliberately searched the content of this competition on the Internet.

He found that the candidates' responses were almost one-sided.

[This time the topic is really too difficult, twice as difficult as last year's paper!I thought I could win the third prize this time, but I dare not check my score online next week. ]

[It’s more than twice as difficult. My tutor said it was the most difficult one in the past ten years. It’s really unlucky that I just ran into it! ]

[Because there are too many people signing up this year, in order to eliminate more people, the competition questions have to become more difficult year after year. ]

[I really don’t know how our province’s education is doing. Even if we are a province with a large education, the difficulty of this screening is too difficult. I would rather participate in the national competition than the provincial competition. ]

I don't know if it's only the frustrated people who are complaining, or it's true that most people think it's too difficult. Seeing these frustrated discussions, Ganbo felt a little uneasy.

What he is worried about is Duan Fang.

After the child was brought out by him and Cheng Yi, he didn't seem to be depressed at all, as if he had left all the exams behind him when he left the exam room, and his relaxed face made Gan Bo feel as if he saw the old high school entrance exam. finished myself.

But at that time, he was completely in the mentality of breaking the pot, and he didn't care whether he was admitted to high school or lost his name.

"Xiao Fang, do you think the test paper is difficult?" There was Teacher Yuan in the hotel before, and he was eager to greet her, but Gan Bo didn't ask Duan Fang this question carefully.

Is the test paper difficult?There is only one answer to this question.

"It's not difficult." He answered very confidently, "Actually, it's very simple after finding the train of thought and logic to solve the problem."

If these words were put in the post that Gan Bo just read, he would definitely be sprayed to death.

Duan Fang raised his head, his face was a little rounder than before, and he was not so skinny after all; on the contrary, the changed face also brought out his previously too weak eyebrows and eyes.

He was too thin before, and at first glance, he would only notice his thinness and blackness.Although he has large talking eyes, his thin cheeks and dark skin distract attention from his features.

And now he is not so dark.

Gan Bo thought he had dark skin, but after leaving the sun, Duan Fang's skin color gradually became less dark.

Perhaps it was because of the vigorous metabolism of young people, they were changing all the time, and they hadn't seen each other for a short time, but Gan Bo felt that Duanfang seemed to have a much better appearance.

Gan Bo's attention was suddenly shifted from the exam to other things.

He asked: "Xiao Fang, have you looked better recently?"

With this thought in mind, he felt it even more when he looked at Duan Fang.The lighter wheat-colored skin made him look less thin, and his eyes were full of vigor, as if he could smell the sunshine even if he got close to him.

"Really, do I look good?" Duanfang just ate a piece of sweet cake, and his smile was full of sweetness.

"Of course it's true." Gan Bo thought he didn't believe it, so he turned his head and said to Cheng Yi who was sitting opposite Duan Fang, "Brother Cheng, do you think Xiao Fang looks much better?"

Cheng Yi was frowning and eating some sweet snacks, as if he didn't pay attention to what the two people beside him were saying.

'The cakes in this cake shop are really too sweet, only a kid like Duanfang would like them. '

Gan Bo thought he didn't notice what he and Duan Fang said just now, looked at Cheng Yi and said, "Brother Cheng?"

Duanfang also raised his head, his curious eyes seemed to ask Cheng Yi, "Do you think I look good?" '

Tch, Cheng Yi quickly glanced at those dark eyes, and immediately looked away.

As if impatient, he said in a rough voice: "Didn't he always look good?"

As if to prove or deny something, he said again: "Besides, what's the use of being good-looking, and you can't participate in the competition with your face."

This sentence seems to make sense, but it is completely fallacious when you think about it carefully.

"Brother Cheng, that's not what you said. In today's society, being good-looking is a big advantage." The world always favors people with good looks, "and most people like to look good."

"If you don't believe me, ask Xiao Fang if he wants to look better."

How could Cheng Yi do what he said? He wouldn't ask.

He seemed to be confronting himself just now again, "Didn't he look good all of a sudden, didn't you notice that his facial features are very symmetrical?"

"Huh?" Gan Bo was a little dazed. He had heard praises about other people's facial features being good and symmetrical, but he was sure that what he heard was definitely not the same as Cheng Yi's words.

"You mean that... three, three courts and five eyes?" Thanks to his rich emotional experience, Gan Bo once heard this word from an ex-girlfriend who was keen on becoming a star.

Three Courts and Five Eyes is a word that describes the standard of facial features. The length of the face is divided into three equal parts, and the width is divided into five equal parts, which constitutes a standard of facial features aesthetics.

But it was obvious that Cheng Yi didn't mean the same thing.

"No, I mean left and right symmetry. His eyebrows, eyes, nose bridge, and mandibular angle are all symmetrical." It's not a weird symmetrical picture reproduced by picture software, but a harmonious and comfortable picture Highly symmetrical face.

Cheng Yi was well-founded and gave Gan Bo some ideas.

Gan Bo also stared at Duan Fang carefully, and gradually felt the feeling Cheng Yi said.

That is a difference that is difficult to detect without careful observation. Who cares whether a person has two eyebrows that are exactly the same height?This is different from the three courts and five eyes. This kind of symmetry has a strange sense of refinement and an inexplicable sense of affinity, which makes people feel that his appearance is very coordinated and comfortable at first glance.

"Brother Cheng, your powers of observation are too good!" In his impression, Duan Fang was a dark, thin and sensible child, but he didn't expect Cheng Yi to find out so much earlier than him.

Cheng Yi didn't want to hear Gan Bo's praise at all. What is there to be proud of in this kind of observation? He sleeps in the same bed with this kid every day, so why can't he discover such a simple thing?

What a fuss, this is not careful, he just looked at it casually.

Unbeknownst to Gan Bo, Cheng Yi made a complaint. He was drinking an iced drink and talking to Duan Fang.

Many celebrities even go for plastic surgery for the sake of symmetrical facial features. Although the imperfect curves of some celebrities’ faces are their characteristics, some people want to be more photogenic and leave a deeper impression on the big screen. I am willing to make my facial features more harmonious, raise my eyebrow line, and correct the curvature of the end of my eyes. Some of them are not even picked out, and no one notices them at all.

In fact, if you look closely, Duan Fang's facial features are not absolutely symmetrical, and there are still differences in the lines of his left and right faces, but Gan Bo feels that the more he looks at him, the more comfortable he is, and he is very attractive.

Gan Bo could almost predict that Duanfang would be even more handsome when he grows up, as long as he doesn't gain weight or become disabled.

"Maybe you can rely on your appearance for a living in the future." He joked: "Maybe you can be a star, singer or actor, not necessarily."

Duan Fang was not shy at all when they discussed his appearance. He felt that both Cheng Yi and Gan Bo were right in their praise.

"I will definitely be tall and handsome when I grow up." He licked the cream that was about to melt, and the words he said also had a childish taste of milk.

"Be who I want to be, do what I want to do, and I'm sure I'll make it all."

"You are confident." Gan Bo mocked lightly, but without malice.

On the contrary, Gan Bo likes his ignorant and fearless face the most. He has no self-confidence without social experience at all, and he has no confidence at all. Bo pulls from the troubled and dirty reality into the illusory and beautiful illusion.

The young man's self-confidence is fragile and vulnerable, but he is unaware of the wind and rain outside, so he is as firm as a rock, and what the people around him see is the tip of the ice floe.

His self-confidence is false, the ice floe will be destroyed when it encounters the waves, it is not the rock he thought it was!

You thought that after experiencing sophistication, the boy's self-confidence would be shattered, and he would never say such arrogant words again.

But what if not?

What if the boy hasn't changed?

What if he grows into youth, middle age, and old age without changing?What if he has seen the world once and his heart is still not stained with dust?

Gan Bo only felt that he had a flash of inspiration, and sparks collided between the thoughts of his brain and the emotions in his heart.

"No, inspiration is coming!"

In Duanfang's surprised eyes, Gan Bo suddenly rubbed his ears with his hands, covered his ears, and hummed a few tunes with his eyes closed.

Then he stood up and asked the waiter for a pen and paper, returned to his seat and lowered his head to write and draw. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the paper, temporarily putting Cheng Yi and Duan Fang aside.

He was writing a score, and there were musical notes written on the paper and one or two scattered words, which Duan Fang didn't understand.

Artists are indeed different from ordinary people. Duanfang decided to eat cake obediently and not bother him.

But Cheng Yi, who was sitting across from him, didn't have a very good expression.

"Tsk." Cheng Yi frowned and blacklisted this bakery.

This is the cake shop recommended by Xu Wen. The guy bragged to him about the elegant environment, comfortable service, and top-notch pastry chef.

Most importantly, Xu Wen also said to him, "That store is the most popular among children in the city. You can take your child there, he will definitely like it."

Hell kids will like it, Cheng Yi now feels that the sugar content in this cake shop exceeds the standard, there must be something wrong with the ingredients of the piece of dark chocolate he ate, or the pastry chef has a problem with his sense of taste!

But contrary to Cheng Yi, Duanfang is a little obsessed with the melting sweet taste of cakes, and he finally understands why Duan Keke thinks cakes are the best food.

The fluffy cake bottom with a light cheese aroma, and the cold and smooth cream, almost made him think that his tongue would melt along with it.

"It's delicious." He praised sincerely, human beings are so talented in eating.

Seeing that the piece of cake in front of Cheng Yi hardly moved, Duan Fang couldn't help asking him, "Brother Cheng, why don't you eat it?"

"Mine doesn't taste good." Cheng Yi frowned, as if he didn't want to take another look at the dark chocolate cake.

"Is it because it's too bitter?" Duan Fang thought for a while, and then cut a piece of untouched part from his own cake.

When Cheng Yi realized what he was going to do, the sliced ​​cake was delivered to his mouth.

"Mine is very sweet, you can try mine."