Bai Yueguang is over-compensated [Transmigration Book]

"Okay, I see." Xia Yubai put the supplementary book back on the shelf, leaned over to search, and found another reference book with a blue cover, flipping through it casually, "How about this one? I remember this book was used by quite a few classmates in my junior high school class."

Chi Zhouqing took it and flipped it to the middle. He flipped through these two pages casually. Most of the questions seemed familiar to him or he had ideas for solving them.

This book is within his range of understanding.

But he can only see this, he said: "You are a professional, I can trust you to choose."

Xia Yubai shook his head and laughed: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. I don't write much about this kind of topics. I was asking you to help you choose teaching assistants, and I basically didn't know anything about it."

Chi Zhouqing only thought he was modest, and asked, "Doesn't Yubai buy books?"

"Then let me go and have a look. Are you waiting for me here or go with me?" Xia Yubai said hesitantly.

The two of them walked around the bookstore and walked to the university book area.He selected the first and second volumes of "Calculus" and "Probability Theory and Mathematical Statistics", and the cover should be a college mathematics textbook.

The gap between people is really different.They are also high school students, some are still reviewing junior high school mathematics, and some are already previewing college mathematics.

When the two lined up to pay, Chi Zhouqing said with emotion: "If I were a teacher, I would definitely like a good student like you who is advanced and self-conscious."

Xia Yubai rarely joked: "Not necessarily, the physical education teacher feels uncomfortable seeing me."

Chi Zhouqing rarely sees his lively side.How should he put it in normal times, he is too "holding it up", the face of a clearly 17-year-old is occupied by a 37-year-old calmly.

17 years old can be said to be big or small, but it can be regarded as the age of half a child, the age of a teenager.

Little boy, shouldn't he laugh wantonly and make trouble wantonly, anyway, parents and teachers will support the sky falling.Staying up late playing games to chase the ball game, secretly discussing the beautiful female students in the next class, cursing the teacher who gave out test papers as if he didn't want money...some things may not be appropriate for adults, but they are full of innocence in youth Childish and full of life.Every day is very busy but very simple. The biggest thing may be that the classmate I have a crush on doesn't like me and my grades are not as good as last time.

None of these had ever appeared in Xia Yubai's youth, right?It all just didn't suit him.

He is so perfect that it seems that he has set a program. He has to do a five-point task at five o'clock, and he will show three points of emotion and will never show four points or two points.Any errors outside the program will be marked with a shocking red "Warning", and all programmers need to make urgent corrections.

He, a 35-year-old middle-aged man, tried to find the feeling of 17 years old after being reborn, but the 17-year-old child tried to wrap himself in the 35-year-old shell.

Chi Zhou sighed softly, and brushed his hair: "A rare visitor in PE class, how do you ask the teacher to put on a good face for you?"

Xia Yubai angrily slapped his hand that seemed to be touching a pet, frowning, drooping eyelids, and pursed the corners of his mouth, looking angry.

Well, but also a very vivid expression.

Chi Zhou smiled lightly: "Has Yubai thought about next week's sports quiz? Can you pass?"

Xia Yubai: "..."

The anger that could not be concealed froze on his face instantly, like a photo taken when it suddenly freezes.

He hesitantly replied, "Probably...maybe."

If it weren't for the scruples about being in a public place like a bookstore, Chi Zhouqing might have laughed out loud, but his joy never subsided.

He put his hand on Xia Yubai's shoulders: "Then can I invite Yubai to run with me every night?"

Xia Yubai wanted to push his hand away, but he couldn't.

He personally experienced the practical significance of "the gnat may shake the tree", so he could only humbly say: "I promise you, just let go first."

However, Chi Zhouqing just didn't let go.

So angry.

Seeing the gloomy look on his face, Chi Zhou was afraid of pissing off the child, so he said a few nice words to praise him: "Yu Bai is very self-taught, he started studying college mathematics in the first year of high school."

Xia Yubai obviously didn't want to talk to him, but when others praised him, he didn't answer: "There is a math competition, I want to know about it before the teacher talks about it."

Chi Zhou didn't read much, and had never been in contact with a student at the top level.He only heard a few words about other people's children in the rumors from relatives and friends.

Now a living college bully stood in front of him, and he curiously asked a few more questions about the math competition.

"I started learning Mathematics Olympiad in the third grade of elementary school, but now the Ministry of Education has banned Mathematics Olympiad. I have participated in mathematics competitions since I was a child, basically every year." Xia Yubai recalled.

It seems that what Xia Yubai said before that he didn't understand may not be a humble resignation. He may have spent most of his time doing competition questions.Chi Zhou thought to himself lightly.

"Come, come, let's do an interview." Chi Zhouqing rolled up a book in hand into a tube, pretended to be a microphone and held it in front of him, "Does the top student have any tricks in learning mathematics?"

Xia Yubai knocked off the microphone speechlessly: "Of course I just keep doing the questions and then sum up. I'm not a talented player."

"Reporter Chi" withdrew the microphone awkwardly, put it on the cash register to pay: "Humble."

"No, to be honest," Xia Yubai finished paying, and threw the meth in his hand into the trash can, "There are people out there. You'll understand when you meet him."

Chi Zhouqing put his book in his backpack and motioned for him to put it in too.

Xia Yubai couldn't compete with him, and looked helplessly at Chi Zhouqing's schoolbag with the two of them's books on his back.He was also happy that someone took the initiative to be a coolie, and continued the previous topic: "When I participated in the math competition for the first time in elementary school, I won the first prize. I was quite proud at that time, and my parents praised me. Until I Encountered a pervert..."

He thought about it and couldn't help showing a smile: "Wow, he is really perverted. I won the first prize but didn't finish the questions. He did all the questions and handed in the papers in advance. I was quite frustrated at the time, you Can you imagine, that feeling. I am used to being the number one, and this is the first time I meet someone who pushes me ahead of me in the competition class. Of course I am very unconvinced, and I have to compare myself with him every time in the class quiz. As a result, he couldn’t compare to others every time. He just did the questions faster than me, and his correct rate was higher than me.”

Chi Zhouqing listened carefully.This was the first time he heard Xia Yubai talk about his past, and it was also the first time he heard Bingshan talk a lot.

The sky darkened, as black as if it had been soaked in ink.

The street lamps on the street came on one after another, there were no stars in the sky, they were the stars on the ground.

The school they took a shortcut back to did not have the busy avenue when they came.There are a lot fewer pedestrians on the trail, and the number of people on the entire road is only in single digits.

Chi Zhouqing happened to look sideways at Xia Yubai as they passed by a street lamp, and saw that he was shrouded in a warm orange veil, with a bright orange halo on top of his head, and the shadow of his eyelashes gently hitting the On his cheeks like white jade.

He laughed again: "I can't compare many times, but I finally understand: I will never be able to compare with him in math problems. I went to inquire about him last year. He went to the junior class of the University of Science and Technology. His favorite math department, of course. You see, I keep losing to him, he's in college, and I'm still in high school."

Chi Zhouqing was afraid that the child's self-esteem would be hurt, but seeing the smile on his face, he was probably relieved of the matter.He also laughed and comforted him: "You are already a genius in the eyes of many people. Being crushed and crushed are the norm in life."

Xia Yubai didn't speak, his thoughts drifted back to a night when he was seven years old.That night was an ordinary night, just like today, the temperature was suitable, the air was slightly humid, and there were no stars in the sky.

Once again he was one step ahead of the genius in the math competition.This time the situation was even worse, he only won the second prize, and the genius still won the first prize unshakably.

He broke down emotionally and almost cried.

He knew from an early age that he was a person who was very concerned about gains and losses, and that he valued rankings more than anything else.He has always been No.1, why does a guy who doesn't know where come from take away this golden title?

He also couldn't remember what he was thinking at the time, maybe he was unhappy, maybe he wanted to give up completely.In short, he sneaked out of the house as a child, got on the bus, and came to the classroom where he was in the competition class.

He didn't find the genius there, but unexpectedly found the person he was looking for squatting under the street lamp outside the classroom.He squatted there solving math problems.

Xia Yubai's brain seemed to be short-circuited. He hid behind a tree and watched for as long as the genius squatted there.He didn't even dare to move more, for fear of disturbing others to solve the problem.

The moment he finally solved the problem that day, he stood up abruptly and laughed happily: "I found it! A more concise solution to this problem!"

Then, on this day, he was discovered by his mother who had been looking for him. The woman grabbed the child by the ear with tears streaming down her face and scolded: "Little bastard, you don't come home from school and run around, hiding here to play! See if I don't call you when I come home!" Dad will beat you hard!"

Seeing the child being dragged away, Xia Yubai couldn't calm down.

So he keeps losing to such an unkempt (referring to messy hair) and out of tune (referring to not coming home from school on time and wandering outside) broken kid?

It's just that since then, Xiaotian will pop up in Xia Yubai's mind from time to time. The moment he solves the problem, the light in his eyes is more dazzling than the streetlight above his head.

As he got older, he realized that what he lost was never the skill of doing the questions, the number of questions, etc., but the love he lost.

He asked himself: I, Xia Yubai, never do useless things.If studying for a math competition won't bring me glory and praise from others, will I continue to study?If I have already solved the problem, will I squat under the street lamp and keep calculating until I find another solution that may be easier?

No, I will not.

Mathematics is just a tool he uses to show his intelligence.If playing in water and mud is more like what a genius would do, he would switch to the latter without hesitation;

He will not recalculate the problems he will do, and he will spend this time on difficult problems he has not done, which is not in line with his principle of pursuing high efficiency.

Maybe it's because the street lights tonight are as familiar as that night, maybe it's because Chi Zhou lightly looked at him with only tolerance in his eyes, and never laughed at his occasional childish behavior, maybe it's because he has always envied the twinkle in the little boy's eyes Xia Yubai raised his head and asked about the light named "Love", "Will I also find what I really want to do? Even if it doesn't bring me fame and wealth, even if I spend a lot of time looking for the answer, it may not be is correct?"