C position study, God chooses the way

["Peak Competition" app, the choice of top students. 】

【Do the most difficult questions and become the strongest academic master! 】

【Are you at your peak today? 】

In the venue of the final meet-and-greet of the "Peak Competition" international competition, posters of one kind or another were plastered everywhere.

The criss-cross text makes it hard to imagine that there is still a kind of star in this world who made his debut passively because of learning.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"Although it is because of the boss's study that he is addicted to the boss, but... the boss is really handsome!"

"I thought Mu Shen went home to prepare for the college entrance examination, but I didn't expect him to put us here together?"

This time, the personnel composition of Starchasing Road is quite complicated, ranging from grandpas in their [-]s and [-]s to accompany their grandchildren to see Xueshen, and babies down to the age of two or three being carried by their parents to receive preschool education.

Probably only the group of people who learned English crazily more than [-] years ago can compare with today's scene.

The front desk was so lively that it was going to explode, but the backstage was unusually orderly and calm.

Mu Heng wore electronic flat glasses, sat in the seat arranged for him by the staff, and was playing with the virtual reality device in his hand.

Ke Han next to him leaned on the back of the sofa and fell asleep directly.

Ke Han slept soundly, Mu Heng covered him with the small quilt he brought over, and even pasted a very large letter on top of his head—【Please keep quiet, I learned too late last night, he I'm a little tired~Thank you~]

The poster almost covered Mu Heng's whole body from head to toe.

This is the scene of the global finals of the "World Team Selection" organized by the "Peak Competition" and the Organizing Committee of the International Youth Mathematical League.

The previous reform of the competition system of the International Youth Mathematics League was to a large extent to promote the world popularization of the league-in layman's terms, the organizing committee wanted to make money-but I don't know where the wind is blowing, so that They really took this approach.

After the reform of the competition system of the International Mathematical League, the composition of participating teams has become more complicated.

The national team of each country is directly promoted to the competition, and the remaining two "world teams" are qualified young players who signed up for the competition from all over the world. Win or lose.

Mu Heng and Ke Han actually just came back from traveling. During the trip, they participated in online games while playing.

So far, Mu Heng and Ke Han have won the first and second place in the online ranking respectively, successfully securing the basic "world team" member seats.

They are here today for the "Meet and Greet".

That is the finals of the "World Team Trials".

According to the rankings of Mu Heng and Ke Han, even if they forgo the finals tonight, they will still be able to enter the "World Team" member pool. However, there is still no specific information about the final team formation. information.

Rules, content, method... blank.

This is one of the main reasons why this game has received so much attention.

No one knows what the final international youth league will look like.

The Organizing Committee of the Mathematical League has indeed helped the "Peak Contest" a lot in the world media public relations this time. They broke the situation that they basically could not get the right to speak in the mainstream because of the nationality of the operators of the "Peak Contest". This type of application has received much hype internationally.

Learning applications is actually a very sensitive content, after all, a considerable part of the social information of young people has been mastered.

For some things that have mastered the mainstream discourse power in the world, it is indeed a great threat and challenge.

But globalization is unstoppable. Today, as superpowers are declining, countless countries have gradually stepped onto the stage to make their voices heard.

Because Mu Heng and Ke Han were relatively close to the venue of the "World Team Selection Finals", they returned almost as soon as they got the news as soon as they bought their tickets.

The venue does not require a passport, just fly back directly.

Boys don't have much luggage when they go out, so they move quickly.

I arrived at the venue three days in advance, and by the way, I traveled to the venue for a few days.

quite comfortable.

The venue is located in the water town scenic spot in the south of the Yangtze River. It has the foundation of a world-class venue on the Internet, and it is relatively easy to operate.

"Well……"

Ke Han woke up after squinting on the sofa for a while.

He was indeed very tired last night, but the main reason was not what Mu Heng said.

Ke Han: "What time is it?"

There was no one in the backstage lounge except them, because the rest of the finals players hadn't come yet, the official game time was the next day, and today was just a chance for everyone to rest.

Mu Heng lifted the huge "seal" pasted on top of his head, and Ke Han watched him lift the seal, and couldn't help laughing, losing his temper.

"Mountain God, what time is it?"

Mu Heng didn't take off his flat electronic glasses, but directly asked about the basic artificial intelligence based on the situation at the scene.

"At five o'clock in the afternoon in the standard zone of the East Eighth District, 'Shan Shen' will broadcast it for you in time."

Ke Han smiled feebly and said, "Why are you so lazy?"

Mu Heng followed him and smiled.

He said: "I'm lazy? Do you have any misunderstanding about being lazy? Is lazy like me? Oh, no... If I were more lazy, you might not have to get up today."

Ke Han's face flushed slightly.

He didn't continue to entangle Mu Heng with this unscrupulous question. Instead, he raised his eyes and glanced at the ceiling, and then said to him, "Has the crew member of the production team been released?"

Mu Heng: "I don't know, Heng Heng has been playing games just now."

Ke Han almost kicked Mu Heng.

"You don't come."

"Don't call yourself that outside, I listen... uncomfortable."

Mu Heng approached Ke Han, blowing hot air in his ear and said, "To be honest, is it uncomfortable? Or... um?"

Ke Han: "Get out!"

He understands it very well now.

For a guy like Mu Heng, you can't tolerate rape!

must be severely punished!

But saying the word "roll" to Mu Heng is already the limit of Ke Han's progress, and his language ability does not support him to learn other available content besides the national curse.

It is a fact that his Chinese is not good, Mu Heng taught it for a long time before he learned "fuck".Still softly cursing, it sounds like the residents of the southern water town cursing, as if they haven't absorbed any of the "quintessence of China".

Later, when Mu Heng had fun, he couldn't teach Ke Han other curse things.

Because hearing Ke Han blushing and scolding himself as an asshole in a super low voice seemed to be very happy, and Mu Heng could be so happy when he heard it.

Ke Han has been abroad for a long time since he was a child, although Ms. Ke's nationality is different from that of Ke Han's father, and Ms. Ke also insisted that Ke Han follow her own nationality.But in general, Ke Han's student status is still mainly in foreign private elite high schools, but he doesn't have much time for class, and basically relies on fast self-study.

He may have met his grandparents when he returned to China.

So you can't expect him to have too much Chinese literacy.

excusable.

"hiss……"

Because the action just now was a bit big, Ke Han successfully touched the pain that was not very serious.

Mu Hengpi had enough, and hurriedly and cautiously came up to support Ke Han's waist.

"Be careful, be careful, I won't hide, you just hit me with your hands, really, I won't hide."

But if he really wanted to beat Mu Heng, Ke Han couldn't bear it.

He could only roll his eyes to express his absolute disdain for Mu Heng who was so proud of him.

"Tuk Tuk..."

Someone knocked on the lounge door from outside.

Seeing that the door was unlocked, Mu Heng simply shouted at the top of his voice - "The door is unlocked, come in?"

The person who came in looked a little dark-skinned, with thick eyebrows, but bright eyes, and his face was relatively square, not mean.

"Hello."

Mu Heng helped Ke Han to sit upright on the sofa again, and then he turned his face away and greeted the people who came in: "What's the matter with you?"

The person who came in said: "Just now the staff told me that there is a lounge here, and let me take a rest here first, and then they took me to the... hotel where all the finalists stayed?"

Mu Heng: "Yes, yes, go to the hotel where you are staying-wait a minute, what is your player number? Why do I feel like I don't know you?"

"My Chinese name is Zheng He Zhiyun."

Mu Heng: "International friends?"

Zheng He Zhiyun smiled, showing his white teeth: "No, my grandfather's ancestral home is Hu Jian, and my grandfather's grandfather is from Xia Nanyang. We are considered a family."

"Oh—have you eaten here?"

Mu Heng didn't directly show his friendliness because the other party was very friendly.

But Zheng He Zhiyun did not give up the dialogue with this seemingly local friend.

"Are you local?"

Mu Heng: "Yes, I grew up in Jiangnan."

In fact, I didn't grow up completely in Jiangnan, but this kind of statement is a little easier to understand.

Mu Heng can hear a little bluntness in the other party's Chinese. It is estimated that the other party's most commonly used Chinese is not Chinese. If you want to explain to the other party that your kindergarten is abroad, the primary school is in the northern capital, and the junior high school is in Jiangnan. He went to Tiange No. [-] Middle School, and his last high school was in Anhe, so he could probably make the opponent stunned directly.

Don't test the other party's listening ability.

Zheng He Zhiyun's eyes turned back and forth between the meeting and Mu Heng.

He finally asked in confusion: "Well... I introduced myself, shouldn't you introduce yourself too?"

Mu Heng was not willing to let Ke Han speak, so he covered everything that needed to use his voice.

He said, "Yes, yes, my name is Mu Heng, and he is Ke Han."

Zheng He Zhiyun read the name of "Ke Han" in his own mouth, and muttered as he read it: "It sounds familiar..."

It took him a few seconds to react.

"Wait? Is he the number one?"

Mu Heng smiled happily.

"Yes, first."

Zheng He Zhiyun felt something was wrong, because Mu Heng was as happy as if he was the first one.

"But... Didn't the first one say he was from the local area? He..."

Zheng He Zhiyun's eyes fell on Ke Han's lazily opened eyes. His eyes were blue and green with different pupils, but aren't the eyes of normal locals all black?

This does not conform to Zheng He Zhiyun's cognition.

Mu Heng didn't mind because of this matter, he just explained: "My boyfriend's eyes are inherited from his father, and his father is not a local."

Zheng He Zhiyun: "So it is."

Although he said it was so, Zheng He Zhiyun still looked like a "curious baby", peeking at Ke Han from time to time, holding the small notebook in his pocket, as if he wanted to go up and ask for his autograph.

Mu Heng: "..."

Just stare at my boyfriend, what do you want?

Moreover, this person is obviously hard of hearing, and he didn't even express surprise when Mu Heng said that this was his boyfriend!

Mu Heng was not happy.

As soon as he was upset, he began to divert others' excessive attention from Ke Han.

"Student Zheng, you don't know, in fact, there are many different eye colors in our country, not just black."

Zheng He Zhiyun's attention was instantly diverted by Mu Heng.

"what?"

Mu Heng: "For example, I have dark eyes. I do have very dark eyes. But you can go out and have a look. There are many people with amber or brown eyes on the street outside. It is not defined by simple black eyes. very suitable."

Zheng He Zhiyun showed a thoughtful expression: "Is this so?"

Ke Han: "..."

He knew that Mu Heng said those words to defend himself.

However, in fact, he has basically come out of the shadow of the previous nightmare, and he is not so sensitive.

So, Ke Han slapped Mu Heng.

He explained to Zheng He Zhiyun with a hoarse voice: "Don't listen to his nonsense, the black eyes we usually talk about are just a reference, not that sensitive, it has nothing to do with discrimination or anything, it's just a general reference .”

When Ke Han said this, he also called Zheng He Zhiyun to sit down first.

Then, he spoke to Mu Heng in a good voice and asked him to help pour a cup of hot water for Zheng He Zhiyun.

Mu Heng: "But, don't you drink cold water instead of hot water abroad? Do you still need to add ice?"

Zheng He Zhiyun immediately showed disapproval to Mu Heng.

He said: "I drink hot water at home. My grandfather said that drinking hot water is good for your health. You also need to use hot water to soak your feet. This is health preservation, also known as Chinese medicine."

Mu Heng: "..."

He suddenly felt a faint sense of fear that he would be dominated by the official account.

Ke Han: "I also drink hot water, I learned from you, how is it?"

Mu Heng: "Okay, drink hot water."

Although it's Mayday now, the Mayday in Jiangnan has started to get extremely hot occasionally, but... there is still air conditioning in the room.

Drinking some hot water is no big deal.

When Mu Heng walked halfway, he suddenly remembered something.

So he simply opened the takeaway app on his phone and ordered an ancient herbal tea, which was hot.

He turned around and went back to the living room.

Ke Han seems to have a good chat with Zheng He Zhiyun.

Mu Heng stood at the door and watched for a while, and found that what they were talking about was his experiences when he was abroad.

It was only at this time that he really felt that his boyfriend was not a native child like himself.

Although Mu Heng's kindergarten was also attended abroad, and he may have been oppressed by the foreign environment, but his money is enough for him to solve a considerable part of the problem.

Moreover, in terms of Mu Heng's character, even if he is only a child in kindergarten, it is impossible for him to accept other people's gazes obediently. The most likely thing for him is to flip the table on the spot, and then say "you scold me again? You scold me again Me, I will let your family go bankrupt!".

When I was in kindergarten, it was said that such a thing did happen.

Later, it really made a small factory owner go bankrupt.

But Mu Heng really didn't remember anything.

Although he doesn't remember it at all, his mother will tell him.

Praise Mu Heng for having the demeanor of a domineering president since kindergarten, and then, by the way, urge him to inherit the family business.

In addition to having to find a reliable person to inherit the family business is one reason, another reason why Mu Heng's parents wanted Mu Heng to inherit the family business was that they wanted to retire a long time ago, and they counted on Mu Heng's superior position to replace them. People—it doesn't need Mu Heng to have much talent, it is enough to ensure the normal operation of the entire huge business machine, and the business of making money is handled by the following professional managers, executives and the like.

There are not many practical things that Mu Heng needs to do if he inherits the family business, it's just a conservative.

"Damn Abei boy, are you listening to other people's corners here?"

A voice awakened Mu Heng's thoughts. He was just standing at the door looking at Ke Han and was distracted.

Mu Heng: "...I'm not listening to the corner."

"You still want to quibble? You're just listening to the corner! Otherwise, why are you standing here? Are you in a daze?"

Mu Heng: "...Yes, I'm just here in a daze."

"If you are rude, you will know sophistry."

Mu Heng: "..."

what have i done?

Why am I so rude?

"It can be seen that the family is not well-bred..."

Mu Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You're going too far, you came here to find fault, right?!"

"Also, if you continue to apply, I will fight back."

"Counterattack? Are you still going to hit me? It's so barbaric."

Mu Heng: "???"

Do you have any disease?

He looked up and down for a while at the man who had just arrived at the door of the lounge and began to criticize him as soon as he saw him.

This person was carrying a black and white brand-name shoulder bag, wearing a beige baseball cap, with slightly long hair, a good appearance, and a good temperament, but somehow it made people feel a sense of meanness.

Mu Heng could still smell a faint scent of perfume from his body.

exquisite.

The man continued to talk to the stunned Mu Heng and unilaterally educated himself: "However, let me tell you now, you should pay attention to politeness in the future, and don't always listen to other people's corners. This kind of habit is very bad. Yes, be polite."

Then, he walked into the lounge of the "World Team Trials" in front of Mu Heng.

He walked in and said to the people inside: "Just now there was a kid outside listening to the corner, but I have already educated him, so you don't have to worry."

Ke Han interrupted him when he put the bag away.

"The person you've just 'educated' is my boyfriend."

The coldness on Ke Han's face looked like he was about to jump up and fight with someone at any time.

"You are so fierce, what are you doing? Your boyfriend can listen to the corner? I don't discriminate against you, why are you so fierce?"

The man paused as he put the bag down, as if he was a little frightened by Ke Han.

He continued: "I know you are No.1, but you can't bring your boyfriend here. Non-related personnel are forbidden to enter, and it's written on the sign outside."

Mu Heng walked in from the outside with a "Fuck? What kind of breed is this?" expression.

Ke Han slapped the coffee table next to him, and the green radish placed on the coffee table shook several times.

He raised his head, stared coldly at the person who just came in, and said word by word: "You apologize to my boyfriend."

The man froze for a second.

While talking, Ke Han stretched out his finger and showed it in front of the other party.

"You may be unintentional, and you don't have that much historical and cultural literacy. However, you said that, you said that. The word 'Abeizai' in the southern dialect of our country is generally used to refer to barbarism and backwardness. It is unreasonable and very rude for you to say that about my boyfriend who has done nothing. If you meet for the first time, you will swear Then I respect your customs, and I would like to call you affectionately: dead soil guest."

"Second——" Ke Han stretched out his second slender finger, unhurriedly, with a very overwhelming momentum, "You may not know that my boyfriend is also a contestant in this competition and... ..."

Ke Han paused, but in the end he didn't put the "and" into the "and".

Because he found that his boyfriend didn't seem particularly angry.

If Mu Heng wasn't particularly angry, Ke Han could forgive this guy for the time being.

After all, there are problems left over from history.

Ke Han: "Your behavior is really rude."

Zheng He Zhiyun also felt that the other party was rude, but at first glance, the other party had black eyes, black hair and yellow skin, and they also spoke the same language just now.

He thought for a while, but still didn't make a sound.

We are all compatriots, and it seems that there is no need to quarrel.

But Zheng He Zhiyun didn't make a sound, it doesn't mean that the person who came in just now can't speak.

He threw the bag on the sofa and said angrily, "I'm defending you, do you know what's good or bad?"

Mu Heng walked in and coughed: "The main reason is that your 'justice from heaven' came a bit suddenly, and normal people would find it strange. Also, don't quarrel with my boyfriend. He is not in good health. If you have any fights, you will fight with me." Noisy, I won't hit you, really."

"You still want to hit someone?!"

Mu Heng thought it was very interesting, so he laughed: "Yes, hit someone. Is there anything wrong with it? As long as you do it first."

"Why should I do it first?!"

Mu Heng was teasing him: "Then why did you speak first?"

"Isn't it because you are standing at the door over there? You look sneaky?! Why do you have the face to talk about me first?!"

Mu Heng: "Why don't I have the face to talk about you first, and I'm standing at the door openly—poof..."

As he spoke, he laughed.

Did not hold back.

Mu Heng couldn't hold back, so he ran to Ke Han's side, hugged Ke Han who just stood up because he was about to quarrel with someone, and patted him.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, he's just more sensitive."

"We usually don't get angry with them like this, because it's kind of funny."

As soon as the man heard Mu Heng say he was funny, he blew up on the spot.

"You guys are all in the same group! Is it okay for me to go? It's really unreasonable..."

He grabbed his bag and rushed out the door.

Zheng He Zhiyun was left in a daze.

There is also Mu Heng who is holding Ke Han and laughing so hard that he is laughing like crazy.

Ke Han raised his hand and poked his boyfriend: "Stop laughing."

Mu Heng rubbed his face on Ke Han's shoulder, and then said: "Sorry, my mother said that I have a low smile since I was a child, and I may be a fool. However, none of my elementary school classmates in China have ever said that In a word, they said that I was very cold before I got to know each other well. I understand now."

Ke Han couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips when Mu Heng laughed so hard: "What do you understand?"

Mu Heng: "If there was a very poor neighbor who discriminated against me every day for stealing something from their house, I would probably die laughing—this is like a fable, not something I made up. "

He gently rubbed Ke Han's sensitive neck. Ke Han was wearing a thin high-necked shirt, which was quite fashionable. Mu Heng could only rub his straight nose against his collar.

"My mother also said that when I was young, in foreign kindergartens, whenever others wanted to bully me or find reasons to discriminate against me, I would tell them: I have money."

Mu Heng laughed again.

Leaning forward and backward with a smile.

"'Your eyes are black and your hair is black. Are you a demon?'"

''I have money. ''

"'You can't even speak English well, are you an idiot?'"

"'I have Thousands of Dollars'."

"Also, I am happy, I don't care..."

Mu Heng was still laughing.

"My mother said that when I was young, I hated everyone in the kindergarten, and there were several small followers who treated me like a god. They thought I was super cool, and they always wanted to pull me to change faith together. demon."

"She said that I might have delivered babies in the Capital Hospital when I was a child. Private hospitals are more relaxed and more like a nursing home. So the uncle who lives in the room next to me always brings his dog to visit. The dog raised by the uncle is a three-inch nail. If someone takes care of them carefully, it is difficult to support them, and they cannot leave the body.”

"That dog likes me, so the uncle also likes me. Every day, he goes to the place where my mother is in confinement to chat with my mother. He claims to be from Jiangnan, but he has been out for many years and has never been back, so he talks At that time, there was a smell of the emperor's feet. My mother said that I must have learned from the uncle, and the uncle is still in good health. I occasionally go to his house to pay homage to him during the holidays."

"I went all over the kindergarten with a Beijing accent, and the kindergarten is multilingual, and the Mandarin teacher misled me, hahaha..."

Ke Han thinks this is very good. Every time he knows about Mu Heng, he always feels that Mu Heng is very lucky.

Probably luckier than him.

Because her boyfriend grew up so lucky, Ke Han couldn't help being a little happy.

Only Zheng He Zhiyun asked weakly beside him: "That person just now, should we just ignore it?"

Mu Heng had enough time with Ke Han, turned his face to Zheng He Zhiyun and said, "Don't worry, as long as he can speak Mandarin, there is nothing to worry about in this country. At most, you need to worry about what you speak in Mandarin. Not good, it will be regarded as a lost tourist by enthusiastic citizens and sent to some tourist attraction or other snack street or even Yaoyao Ling."

"Oh, and I gained three catties after supper."

When Mu Heng said this, he said to Zheng He Zhiyun: "By the way, have you ever visited this place? If you haven't, I will show you the way. There is a snack street one block outside the venue. Just behind our designated hotel, the snacks there are not authentic, but they are quite rich, you can eat there from south to north, sweet and salty.”

When Zheng He Zhiyun wanted to say something, the official staff knocked on the door and came in, bringing the order book for reporting and recording.

……

On the second day, sure enough, all the contestants met before going on stage.

The contestant who was laughed off by Mu Heng was also in the middle.

I don't even want to look at Mu Heng.

But unfortunately, the first group of opponents he drew was Mu Heng.

Mu Heng came on stage and greeted him: "Yo~"

The host began to introduce the players.

The first one is Ke Han.

The author has something to say: —— "I will stop pretending to be a bully!" "by February Chirp——

[There will be a fat chapter later. 】

[The predecessor of the development of Tiange No. [-] Middle School, and the legendary story of the next door Guangming, if you are interested, you can collect it. This book is mainly short essays on sand sculptures. PS: Romance warning! 】

Gu Cuihua, the eldest sister of the worst Guangming Middle School in the city, accidentally switched bodies with Xueba's younger brother.

She was forced to take the entrance exam for the best Tiange No. [-] Middle School in the city, and with the bottom-to-last result, she became the scariest rumor of "gradual decline" in the hearts of the students in the city.

"Did you see that person? Within a day, from first to last."

While everyone said that we couldn't understand Xueba's operations, only the legendary brother's old enemy extended a helping hand to Gu Cuihua.

Min Su: "Tell me your sister's chat number, and I'll take you back to No. [-]."

Gu Cuihua: "Why is it second?"

Min Su: "With me here, do you still want to be number one?"

Gu Cuihua had a fight with Min Su, and because of his poor language, he missed the point.

Later, Gu Cuihua finally went through untold hardships and ended his life of pretending to be a top student, and was ready to embrace the happy life of a scumbag——

Little brother A: "Boss! My handwriting has been practiced into Xingkai!"

Little brother B: "Boss! I already know how to solve linear equations in two variables!"

Little brother C: "Boss! Let's memorize vocabulary together today and go home at ten o'clock!"

Gu Cuihua: "?"

The scariest thing was that Min Su actually climbed over the wall from Tianer next door and brought her milk tea and desserts.

"Today is our first date, which question do you want to do?"

Gu Cuihua: "???"

The world is not right!Help!younger brother!come back quickly!

PS: The invisible younger brother pretends to be a scumbag and eventually becomes a scumbag heroine X has a crush on the male protagonist who has been studying for many years and is as stable as a mint.Let yourself go, extremely sand sculpture, Tianlei is full of dog blood, run away if you feel unwell.

#Two kings with a bronze learning inspirational story#

#I often make real academic masters wonder if there is something wrong with them because they pretend to be too academic masters. #

#姐姐: Want my brother to be the second child of a thousand years?no way! #

#Brother: Want to date my sister?no way! —Forget it, you have successfully passed the test of brother-in-law. #

[The heroine gets the wrong script every day, but no matter what kind of script it is, it is very sandy. 】