Fanservice Paradox

Putting down the phone, Pei Tingsong still couldn't fall asleep smoothly.After tossing and turning, it was already 03:30 in the morning, and he sat down at the desk and turned on the computer.The U disk was lying on the table.Thinking of what Fang Juexia said angrily, he picked up the USB flash drive and inserted it into the port.

But when a dialog box popped up on the computer whether to open it, Pei Tingsong hesitated.

Now is not a good time.

He could see that Fang Juexia cherished his creation, and as a creator, he could fully understand this feeling.A labor of love that needs to be treated better.

After pulling out the USB flash drive, Pei Tingsong lay down on the table, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he thought of the interview scene. They gave different answers to almost every question.Fang Juexia is like a window, just by opening it a little bit, he has already seen a world completely different from his own.

He has never seen such a person who lives a quiet and sober life without any slogans or a rebellious spirit, as if he is born with the ability to maintain himself.

Thinking of something, Pei Tingsong sat up and searched for the documentary about the process of proving Fermat's last theorem.

Since he was a child, he didn't know much about mathematics and was not very interested. Before watching it, he guessed that the viewing experience would not be very good.But unexpectedly, he actually looked at it seriously and went deep into it.

bang-

There was a sudden noise outside.

Pei Tingsong paused the movie, took off his earphones and quietly walked out of the room.The source of the sound appears to be the living room.He went out along the aisle, but unexpectedly saw Fang Juexia.

He was still wearing the woolen sweater Ling Yi gave him, squatting at the entrance of the corridor and sneaking around.Pei Tingsong wanted to scare him, but he was afraid that if he was really scared, he would call out and wake up the others.So he approached with light steps, squatting quietly beside Fang Juexia.

In this way, the two of them stood next to each other, blocking the exit of the aisle.

Fang Juexia was completely unaware of the sudden extra person beside him.At the moment, he is trying to sort out a stack of books that he accidentally knocked over when he passed by.There is also an old copper vase pressed on top of the book.He came out along the aisle, bumped into it at a corner, and the vase fell down with a bang, which startled him a lot.

Fang Juexia stood up the vase and put it at hand.Most of these books are so old that the pages are curled up, which may be why they are being pressed by the vase.

Pei Tingsong must have moved here, there is no place to put them here.Fang Juexia's obsessive-compulsive disorder made him involuntarily start to tidy up for him until the last book was left, and a rectangular bookmark was placed on the open page, and he recognized the handwriting by the light of the floor lamp.

It was Pei Tingsong.

Fang Juexia couldn't help but read out in a low voice: "A robin is in a cage, and the whole heaven is in a rage..."

"cough."

The sudden coughing scared Fang Juexia to sit on the ground, accidentally knocking over the vase.

Oops--

The vase didn't fall down as he expected, and the aisle was still very quiet, so quiet that Fang Juexia could hear her own heartbeat.

The dim light from the ground lamp illuminated the face that was so close to him.Pei Tingsong was so close to him, with one hand propped on the wall of the aisle, facing him and enclosing him inside.

"you……"

"Hush." ​​Pei Tingsong let go of the hand holding the wall, stabilized his center of gravity leaning forward in order to save the vase, and gently put down the vase.

Fang Juexia was holding the bookmark in her hand blankly, her eyes were wide open, she stared at Pei Tingsong motionlessly, like a frightened hamster.

Seeing him like this, Pei Tingsong took the bookmark away with a suppressed smile, pretended to be angry and stared at Fang Juexia, and lowered his voice: "You stay up most of the night just to peek at my bookmark?"

Fang Juexia's expression was a little innocent.

He was also innocent.

"No..." He also lowered his voice, "I was a little hungry and wanted to come out to eat, but I bumped into it accidentally."

Pei Tingsong nodded meaningfully, put the bookmark in the last open book, and put it on the top of the stack of books.

Fang Juexia stood up with his support against the wall, and that moment really scared him a lot.

"I'm hungry too, is there anything to eat?" It was too dark, so Pei Tingsong turned on the lights in the restaurant.

"Yeah." Fang Juexia began to work quietly.

Their kitchen is semi-open, separated by a small bar.Pei Tingsong was sitting in front of the bar, poured himself a glass of juice, and also poured a glass for Fang Juexia, and put it on the opposite side.

He quietly watched Fang Juexia busy in front of the kitchen counter.This is a rare scene for him. Since he was a child, he only has nannies who are responsible for eating and living. They will not and cannot eat at the same table as him.As a child he was used to the loneliness of eating alone, especially after his grandfather passed away.

"Do you want fried eggs?" Fang Juexia turned around and asked him in a low voice.

Pei Tingsong shrugged, "Yes."

Not long after, Fang Juexia brought a few plates and put them on the bar.Six crystal clear shrimp dumplings, two soft-boiled eggs, and a plate of carrot cake.

"Is cooking so fast?" Pei Tingsong asked.

"It's just supper." Fang Juexia knew that he was a young master who didn't eat fireworks. "Shrimp dumplings are quick-frozen, but the taste is not bad. You can eat them after steaming." He pointed to the carrot cake, "This is my mother's previous section." Time sent it to me, she made it herself, you can try it."

Although Pei Tingsong was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, he was rarely picky. Even if he was later imprisoned to the star map to suffer, he rarely complained.

He picked up the shrimp dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth, it was more delicious than expected.Fang Juexia saw his eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"This is really delicious, no wonder you like it."

Fang Juexia froze for a moment, and then remembered that this was the question answered during the quick question and answer.He pierced the fried egg with his chopsticks, letting the sweet heart flow out, "The morning tea in the teahouse is better."

Pei Tingsong picked up another piece of radish cake, he was very curious about the taste of this rectangular soft waxy paste.

"This one is delicious too."

Seeing his satisfied expression, Fang Juexia felt a little happy.

Eat like a child.But yes, he was a child who had just turned 20 years old.

Thinking that this dish of radish cake was made by Fang Juexia's mother, Pei Tingsong was a little envious and curious, "Did you eat your mother's cooking every day when you were young?"

Fang Juexia took a sip of the juice, "Not necessarily." He hesitated for a few seconds, and then explained, "My mother is a middle school teacher. When I was in elementary school, I often couldn't wait for her to come back to cook, and she would give me money so that I go downstairs to buy pork rice or something. But as long as she has time, she will cook for me herself."

It turned out that my mother was a teacher.When Fang Juexia told about his family and childhood, Pei Tingsong felt some unreasonable joy in his heart.

Fang Juexia seemed to be thinking of something, and looked up at the camera in the corner of the restaurant, "They must be recording at night."

"It's okay." Pei Tingsong picked up another shrimp dumpling, "We didn't bring wheat, they couldn't hear you."

"But they can see us stealing supper."

Pei Tingsong said vaguely, "You're so hungry that you can't sleep, you still care about this." After he finished speaking, he glanced at Fang Juexia again, "Besides, look at your skinny appearance."

Fang Juexia was choked by him, and he knew that this guy had nothing good to say.He changed the subject, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the last piece, "Why don't you sleep again? You don't always feel so bad."

"I'm looking at Fermat's Last Theorem."

Hearing his words, Fang Juexia accidentally dropped the shrimp dumpling he had just picked up.He really didn't expect that the person in front of him would go to watch a math documentary because of his words.

Pei Tingsong rested his chin on his hands and looked at him, "It's more beautiful than I imagined."

"Really?" Fang Juexia put down his chopsticks, "I thought you would be bored."

"There are a lot of things that I just don't know much about. After all, I'm not good at math." Pei Tingsong said again, "I wanted to see it because you said that you were very moved."

These words fell into my ears, feeling a little hot.

"But my level is limited, and my experience after reading it is definitely different from yours. So I want to ask you," Pei Tingsong looked into his eyes, "Why do you like it so much? Is it because of that academic spirit?"

Fang Juexia lowered his head and picked up the remaining small pieces of radish cake, stacked them neatly, one by one, "Well, after all, there are so many people going forward for more than 300 years to prove this theorem. This process is very passionate .”

"And," he raised his head, "Wiles dreamed of proving Fermat's Last Theorem when he was ten years old, and he actually did it when he was an adult. Can you imagine that feeling?"

He saw the flickering light in Fang Juexia's eyes, and he became alive.Pei Tingsong couldn't help but wanted to nod his head, wanting to affirm him.

"Of course," Pei Tingsong said, "When he said this, his expression was very similar to yours."

Fang Juexia was a little embarrassed, restrained her expression and took another sip of the juice, "No, it's just that every time I think of this, I feel very excited."

Pei Tingsong almost instantly thought of Fang Juexia's definition of an idol during the interview.

"So, this is the concretization of your dream."

Fang Juexia nodded, his face showed a kind of calmness, "At least this existence made me dare to dream when I was young."

Pei Tingsong felt incredible, "When did you start thinking like this?"

Fang Juexia drank the juice in the glass, "The first time I watched this movie was when I was just in junior high school. I still remember the beginning of this documentary, and I may remember it forever."

"Is that the monologue?"

His eyes gradually softened, he recalled, "I remember that the background sound of that section was the sound of ticking clocks. Wiles said, 'The most appropriate metaphor to describe my experience of studying mathematics is to enter a dark The process of the house. Because when one is first in total darkness, one stumbles over the furniture, over and over again.'”

This is surprisingly similar to their unexpected experience just now.

“By and by, you figure out where each piece of furniture is. It could take six months or more, and you find where the switch is, you can turn on the light, and suddenly you can see everything. know their place.'”

Fang Juexia paused, then spoke again after a silence, "I know I'm in the dark right now."

"But one day," he looked up at Pei Tingsong with a calm smile, "I can definitely turn on that light."

"I will clearly see where I am and let everyone see me."

The author has something to say: A robin is in a cage, and the whole heaven is in a rage. - "The Roots of Romanticism"

09:30 second watch.

Please don't go to the documentary on station b to read where it came from, it's really not good, please.

Card group small theater:

While Pei Tingsong and Fang Juexia were sneaking around in the corridor——

Kaleido's four-person chat group except for the fourth and sixth children flashed a red mark:

[Caledo's No. 01 boss [-]: Jue Xia didn't sleep and ran out]

[National first-class flower-turning performer: What did you say that you didn't sleep? ]

[Caledo No. 01 boss [-]: I slept too much in the car and now I am hiding under the quilt to read novels. Juexia is a terrifying species that never suffers from insomnia! ]

[Your brother Huo or your brother Huo: My roommate has also gone out. ]

[National first-level hand-turning performer: ? ? ? ]

[Caledo No. 01 boss [-]:! ! ! ]

[Captain must be good at home: I didn’t turn on Do Not Disturb... You woke up the last person]

[You Huo brother or your Huo brother: You are still open at 03:30, are you so hardworking? ]