the road is far in the south

That night, Nanfang consulted his elder brother who worked in the 301 Hospital at home and asked him about PTSD.

"Who is ptsd? Are you? Have you got ptsd?" Nannan's brother on the phone was amused when he said that. Based on his understanding of his brother, he can turn others into ptsd patients, but he doesn't know how to do it himself. ptsd.

Nanfang said angrily: "Who do you care, you just tell me about this disease."

"Yo." Nancheng sat on a chair and teased Nanfang through the phone, "Is there anyone who asks for help? Tell me first who has such a big face that he can make you so caring?"

"It's just my classmate. Are you going to tell me?" Nan Nan was a little impatient with his brother's teasing.

"Let's talk about it, PTSD is a kind of stress disorder, a mental illness. To put it bluntly, it means that a certain strong stimulation in childhood caused some changes in the person's psychology. Some people are more obvious, but some people are more forbearing. , is generally the same as a normal person, but when faced with some irritating events, he will suddenly become irritable, and even do some extreme things. If you are really curious, you can bring your friend to us to see, I Find a reliable psychiatrist for you." So Nancheng clearly and seriously introduced the disease to Nanfang.

"No need." After finishing speaking, Nanfang hung up the phone.

Afterwards, Nanfang went online and went to the library to check a lot of books on this disease.

In the next few days, Nanfang didn’t sleep in class. Instead, he supported his head with one hand and looked out of the window, or turned his head with one hand and turned his pen with the other hand to look at Lu Yuan in a daze. Playing with the Buddhist beads on the wrist and knocking on the table with an unsharpened 2B pencil in the other hand, chanting 'Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha' while knocking.Because he would pester him as soon as he fell asleep, and he couldn't sleep because of the torment.Over time, he didn't want to sleep anymore.

Lu Yuan was tired of seeing him and turned his head to glance at Nannan coldly. Nanfang cleared his throat. Under his cold and emotionless gaze, Nanfang had no choice but to turn his head to look at the blackboard.

Lu Yuan is such a person, he never talks nonsense with you, with one look, whether he understands love or not.I don't know how to pull it down.I will never waste my words with you.

The bell rang for the third class for several minutes before the teacher came, and the classroom started to be noisy. A boy in the front row looked out with his head, turned around and hurriedly turned his head to the classroom and shouted: "Mr. Bald Piaoer is here, old bald Piaoer is here." The classroom became much quieter in an instant.

After a while, the old man walked into the classroom wearing glasses and holding a thick stack of test papers from the previous day. The math teacher was an old man in his 60s who was over half a century old.Because there are not a few hairs left on the top of the head, he was named "Old Bald Piao'er" by his classmates in the second year of high school. '

The day before yesterday was the exam day for the second grade of high school, and I spent the whole day taking exams and exams.So in the next few days, it turned into talking about the papers, talking about the papers and then passing the papers.

Standing on the podium, the old man first looked around at all the students under the stage, then opened the papers and handed out the papers slowly, "Chen Han, 98, Zhannan, 95,,,,,," at the end of the reading, the old man said: "South , 75, Lu Yuan, 100."

Suddenly there was a voice of doubt and envy in the classroom. This time Lu Yuan had already scored three full marks in the test, and the two excellent scores were still above 95 points. This time the math test even surpassed Chen Han, who has always been the number one.This, catch up with the rhythm of the first age.He even scored full marks in Miejue Shitai's class. . .Simply!

Of course, there is another person who is more powerful, and that is the South.In No. 60 middle school, the test scores are divided into three grades: pass, good, excellent. 75-75 is a pass, 85 to 85 is good, 100 to 120 is excellent, and if it is 150 or [-], there will be an excellent plus.

In the south, when I was in the first year of high school, my grades were still on the line of good, and occasionally I could get an excellent when I was in a good mood. He won't drop it when it's difficult, but after several exams, the teachers found that it doesn't matter whether his papers are easy or difficult, the students in the south only get a few points anyway. .The card is just right, no more, no less. .This made the old man very angry, but there was nothing to do with him.Every time I finish the test, I will be careful, patiently enlighten him, and explain the truth to him, "Student from the south, the person sitting next to you is the first in the grade in this test! I said that you have skills and can learn from others Is it? We are going to take the college entrance examination soon, are you planning to wait until the third year of high school before continuing to pass the exam?"

"Haha,,, haha." There was laughter from the audience.

Nanfang nodded and said nothing.Lu Yuan glanced at Nannan's test paper, he found that all the knowledge questions in the first year of high school were empty, could this be?This fucking is definitely to tease the teacher on purpose.

Volume Two: Heartbeat