"In the field, come out for a while, Teacher Xu is calling you!"

"Okay, I'll go there later, thank you." A figure leaned out from the bookshelf, and nodded slightly to express his gratitude to the students who had just come to notify.

If you are a frequent visitor to the library of Nanchuan University, then you must have seen this gentle boy. After all, he almost settled down in the library after removing the bed and bedding; if you are a student of psychology, then you must know this man A bookish boy, after all, according to the teachers of the whole department, he is a good seed on the top of the pyramid; if you are a top student in this school, then you should have seen his photo, after all, this vigorous boy Children, on the photo wall of outstanding students, rely on their outstanding and refined appearance to create a bloody road of "students also have good looks".Of course, it doesn't matter if you are just an ordinary student with mediocre grades and never stepped into the library except at the end of the semester, you will not lose the opportunity to know him.Even if you haven't met him in person, you must have heard his name.Generally there are two situations in the following two situations- "Is that Yunzan in the wild? Ah ah ah, what to do !!!" and "Yun is in the wild? Is his dad donated two buildings to the school?" speech.

At this point, I believe you should know roughly——Yun Zaiye, an outstanding student in the 18th grade of psychology majoring in Nanchuan University, has an enviable IQ and an amazing appearance.At the same time, while God opened a door for him, he also opened a window for him eccentrically, and gave him the status of the son of the richest man in N City, so that he can already look down on a large part of the world as soon as he was born. Ordinary people like you and me.

"Here you come?" Mr. Xu pushed the glasses that slid down to the tip of his nose, and came with a stack of materials, "Just so I have to show you the general steps of our clinical trial next week, and then find time to go to the Academic Affairs Office to apply for it." The permission to use the laboratory will take a long time this time, and it needs to be signed by the academic committee in the past."

"Good teacher, then I will apply in the afternoon. Is it still our base?" Teacher Xu was startled for a moment, then understood, patted him on the shoulder and laughed, "Oh, you can joke in the field! I thought You kid can't laugh, it's harder to see your smiling face than to wait for an experiment result, hahaha!"

The teachers next to me also started joking, "Old Xu, don't drag the students to stay with you in the laboratory for a few days and stay away for a few days! Look at the outstanding talents in the field. They are all juniors and don't have girlfriends yet. But it's all your delay!"

"Damn, if this kid is really thoughtful, there's nothing I can do to stop him. I think this kid is a good seedling, and he can inherit my mantle after taking the postgraduate entrance examination..." Mr. Xu smiled and waved his hand to indicate that he can leave , and then walked to the desk with his own big teacup.

The next day, in a male dormitory of Nanchuan University, it was five o'clock in the morning.

When everyone was still meeting Zhou Gong in a daze, a figure was already standing on the balcony of the dormitory and started to wash.

In April in Nanchuan, the weather has gradually warmed up.It's just that the sun hasn't risen yet, so the chilly morning will still be a bit chilly.

The tall figure stood in front of the pool, wearing a loose T-shirt.Perhaps it was because the material of the T-shirt was soft and thin, and it hung down against the boy's back. The protruding shoulder blades made the boy's slender figure slightly thinner.His slender fingers picked up a handful of cold water, and splashed it decisively on his face.A drop of water dripped down the tip of the nose along the hair, then slowly crossed the lips, and disappeared silently from the chin to the neckline of the boy.

In the mirror, the boy's face was reflected.The Creator must have favored this boy, with his sharp-edged face, deep black eyes, straight nose, and bright lips, all of which exude a youthful air.

"Out there? Why is it so early? The teacher is on a business trip this week, isn't the morning class postponed until next week?" Bai Lang leaned sleepily on the balcony door frame wearing a vest, asking himself.

"Do you want to go to the bathroom?" Yun Zaiye asked, moving forward to make room for an aisle, "Director Xu has an experiment to follow, I may be there this week, go there early to tidy up."

……

At 06:30, Yun Zaiye appeared at the door of the laboratory on time, followed by three boys with dull eyes and yawning—obviously, not everyone can adapt to the life of an elite.

"Let's go, let's tidy up the laboratory first, and move out the equipment that will be used this time. Sort out the old straw paper, file the useful ones, and throw away the useless ones." Yun Zaye looked at the three people in front of him, hoping to rely on Labor to activate their brains and limbs.

However, Master Yun obviously underestimated the unhealthy lifestyle of contemporary college students.The moment the door of the laboratory was opened, two barrels of instant noodles on the recording table and packaging bags scattered on the ground came into view.There were some toast scum scattered on the file box, and beside it was a ballpoint pen whose cap could not be found.

The three people behind them obviously didn't expect it, and they were abruptly pulled back from the fugue by this huge project.

"Senior...Senior, do you want us to clean this?" A voice cautiously sounded behind Yun Zaye.

"Then what else? Are you planning to stay in such a laboratory for a week?" The latter's light voice reached the ears of the three.

"Creating crimes, it's too difficult for me..."

Yun Zaiye looked at the three people who were crying and screaming behind him and almost grabbed the ground with their heads, and shook his head helplessly, "Forget it, you guys go get the rag and mop, and I will clean up the trash..."

At 07:30, Director Xu appeared in the "base area" on time with his big tea mug in his arms and a stack of materials in his hand.

"They're all here? Come, come, send out the record books and forms to everyone. Everyone knows their tasks, so let's stop talking nonsense and start right away!"

The experiment this time is the mean error method to measure the Müller-Lyer illusion.Mainly use the traditional psychophysical method - the average error method to measure the threshold of sensory discrimination, and grasp the changing law of the amount of Muller-lyer illusion.

When the experiment was going smoothly, a storm was brewing in a villa in the suburbs of Duhe City, [-] kilometers away from Nanchuan.

"Mom, I don't want to apply for a university abroad, I just want to study in China." After hesitating for a long time, the boy finally said when his mother brought in the milk, "If you can't apply for a full scholarship, you can spend a few years abroad. It would cost a fortune and I don't think it's necessary."

A few drops of milk splashed out of the cup, but the mother still maintained a smiling expression: "Mom believes that you will be able to do it. It's too early to talk about this now. There are so many universities abroad to choose from, so don't worry too much."

"Mom—I mean, I don't want to go abroad." The boy raised his head and looked at his mother calmly.This is the first time he has fought for himself so persistently.

"No! Fengyao, your dad and I have already planned everything for you. We will analyze which school and major you want to study for you. With your grades, it's no problem to be ranked among the top [-] universities in the world." The mother's voice rose slightly.

"Nanchuan University is also in the top [-], I will work hard." The boy whispered while avoiding his mother's sad eyes.

"Mom wants you to go out and see the outside world." Mother persuaded earnestly.

"I don't care." The boy finished the last question of the test paper, crumpled them into a ball full of boredom, and tossed them lightly with his hand, and the ball of paper fell into the trash can accurately.

The mother slammed the door, thinking that the war had been won, but unexpectedly, a few minutes later, she rushed in again with a thick stack of things.

"This is your award for kindergarten painting! Your first grade awards are here! Second grade! Third grade... This is your elementary school graduation..."

"This is from your junior high school! Mathematical Olympiad! Physics! Chemistry! This is from biology!"

"This is from your high school... your mother saved everything for you! You are so outstanding, and my mother has always been proud of you... I spent so much effort on you, sending you to class early in the morning and in the dark... ...for what..." The collapsed mother threw everything in front of him, the dust hit his face, choking him to tears.

The mother still didn't understand why the little obedient son suddenly grew up and became disobedient suddenly?

"Are you trying to force mom to death?!" In my memory, the gentle and stable mother had never experienced such a breakdown. She trembled all over, staring at her son with red eyes.

"Are you for me, or for yourself? Am I something you show off? Is it satisfying when others praise you for having a good son? You never asked me about those interest classes, rocket classes, cram schools ... Do I like it? Changing shifts one after another, can I get along well with my classmates... You never asked me if I was happy! You only cared about my grades! You only cared about my future... You can't give birth to me, Just control my life... I still have a long time in the future... I have to go alone!!!" Finally, it broke out.The words that I thought would be hidden in my heart for a lifetime finally blurted out.

The boy bent down and picked up those heavy certificates and awards, one size at a time, even half as tall as him.

"When I'm happy...it's really rare...you don't understand at all...I live so hard...why am I not in good health since I was a child? Because I'm tired...I have to get up early when I'm very young , staying up late, endless homework, I have never played football, I have never played basketball... Learning to swim is also your hope that you can get extra points in the college entrance examination in the future..." The bent waist seemed to be crushed, sour Something in my heart was about to overflow, and when I raised my hand, I realized that it was tears hitting the back of my hand.

"I'm so tired... You never even taught me how to be friends with everyone... My friends only have homework and homework..." I still cried, even though boys were taught not to cry easily, but Tears are completely uncontrollable, too many grievances and incomprehension still forced his tears out.

He sat on the ground, folded his arms, and begged in a low voice: "Mom, will you let my life be my own?"

"You are... just a child, what do you know about life!" The mother, who had calmed down, was no longer hysterical, but just wrapped her arms around her arms as if afraid of the cold, trying to suppress her trembling body.

She was so cold and weak that she could only walk out step by step by leaning on the wall, out of her son's world.

The moment the door was closed, the boy fell back into the chair as if discouraged.It took a long time before he regained his composure, opened the drawer in front of him, and took out a cut newspaper from the dictionary.

The young man above is obviously Yun Zaiye.

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