C position study, God chooses the way

Ke Han's eyes became colder and colder as the video played.

"We all regret that Graham withdrew from the game, knowing that he was the most likely candidate for the original spring training championship."

"I hope Graham can live an ordinary life after retiring from the game."

"Captain Hastings is Graham's best friend in the team, right? I remember that you often do quizzes together, and others can't get in your mouth at all, haha..."

"Yes, Graham is a well-deserved genius, but it's a pity that he is not in good health. It is a pity that he retired."

"We have a very good relationship within the team."

……

"call--"

Ke Han let out a breath slowly.

It took all his rationality to resist the urge to crush the mouse.

What was played after the news interview was a record of part of his problem solving during his career as a professional math league player.

The narration is as sensational as it can be.

They were all but putting the name "Gram" on a pedestal and giving him another Fee for his genius.

But no one knew how much he had been ostracized openly and secretly as a mixed-eyed hybrid.

He was able to get close to Hastings, in fact, thanks to Hastings' "kindness".

If it weren't for Hastings, Ke Han estimated that he could stay in the training camp as "Gram" without saying a word until he became the next captain candidate.

Two-time winner of the math league, number one in quick calculations, and an intuitive player.

According to the previous development track, he is estimated to be able to become the new favorite of online social platforms after the list is made public - the unique and talented Persian cat boy with different pupils.

Ke Han had goosebumps.

All in all, in any case, his former "Gram" can no longer pose any threat to them, so his former teammates are not stingy with their praise, to add some richer small details to their talented young people.

Sorry about the water in the post.

Those who had known him because of the competition could only use words to describe the Ke Han they knew.

The first is because Ke Han’s professional contract with the association clearly excludes any use of portrait rights.

The second is because the screening system in the world forum of "Peak Contest" is very strong, and any content suspected of revealing personal privacy will be directly eliminated.

The last one is also the most critical one - Ke Han didn't have many "friends" at all during his competitive career, and his only photo is probably still in Hastings' cell phone.

And with Hastings' character, even if he died, he would not make that photo public.

Anyone who threatens his summit should be killed.

Three days later, the Organizing Committee of the Mathematical League held a press conference to announce to the world the list of participating teams for the next league.

The topic of "Gram" only set off a small wave of different pupil craze among teenagers, other than that, there was no repercussions.

In the world of math leagues, there has never been a shortage of geniuses.

During these three days, Ke Han, who is a genius boy with different pupils "Gram", lived his "ordinary" campus life extremely fulfillingly.

Mu Heng stood outside the toilet cubicle door, knocked on the door panel helplessly and asked, "Are you okay? Ke Han?"

Ke Han supported the wall, weakly.

"I can't do it anymore, please let me go, Boss, Mu Heng, Mu Papa..."

"Ke Han, don't be like this. We have been working hard for three days. How can we give up halfway?"

"People must have dreams, otherwise what is the difference between them and salted fish?"

Ke Han sighed: "I just want to be a salted fish."

Mu Heng: "However, even if you are a salted fish, you should make a salted fish with a dream, otherwise it will be no different from other salted fish."

Ke Han choked up a little deliriously.

Mu Heng listened to the class bell ringing, and forcefully opened the door in a slightly irritable mood, and broke into the cubicle.

"You go back to class with me first, or Boss Xie will hang us up and beat us together."

Ke Han shook his head and nodded again, like a useless salted fish.

"Woooooooo..."

Mu Heng gave him a hand, but it was a pity that Ke Han was not pulled because of his underestimation.

Ke Han looks thin on the surface, but in fact his bones seem to be particularly heavy.

"No... I can't do it anymore... Woo... Mu Heng... You go out... Go out... Take my life..."

Mu Heng felt that the veins on his forehead were twitching.

He really didn't expect that Ke Han, who looked so indifferent and determined like a killer on the surface, would be so stupid when he encountered a math problem.

unwise.

"Cough cough."

A somewhat embarrassing cough sounded.

Principal Ma cleared his throat and went into the bathroom.

He heard Ke Han's delirious sobs from a long distance away.

"Mu Heng, come out for a moment."

Mu Heng frowned, and asked directly: "What's the matter, Teacher Ma?"

Principal Ma smiled and said, "I have something to remind you."

Mu Heng: "Now?"

"Now."

Ke Han was delirious for a while, and finally returned to normal, but his crying could not recover temporarily.

He pushed Mu Heng to let him go out first: "I, I want to be cold, calm down... wait a minute, I will go back to the classroom by myself."

Mu Heng held his breath, stuffed a pack of tissues in his hand into Ke Han's hand, turned his head and left with the principal.

Ke Han remained calm in the cubicle for 10 minutes.

After his complexion returned to normal and his brain was no longer in the endless cycle of mathematics, he walked back to the classroom slowly while supporting the wall.

It's too difficult, math is too difficult, doing math problems in front of others is so difficult that you die on the spot.

……

Principal Ma didn't let Mu Heng follow him to the principal's office this time.

He just took Mu Heng to find a corner outside the teaching building, and then said to him: "Mu Heng, don't act too hastily, Ke Han, he can't accept such forced teaching by you, in case something happens Negative effects are bad."

Mu Heng showed a clear face.

"What's the matter with him? The rest of the content is fine, why does he have such a severe stress reaction to mathematics alone?"

Principal Ma shook his head.

"We shouldn't disclose these things to you. I hope you can understand. Because this is Ke's personal privacy, and he hopes that our school will protect his privacy."

"So unless Mr. Ke himself or his family members are willing to tell you what happened to him, I can't do anything about it."

The warm autumn wind blew the old headmaster's silver-white hair, and helplessness and pity shone in his eyes.

Mu Heng nodded, indicating that he would not pursue the question any further.

"Until I figure out what's going on with Ke Han, I'll hold off on teaching him math-related content."

He paused: "However, I will not give up letting him participate in this Sunday's competition for the 'Best Scholar'. Unless he himself says he wants to give up, I will assume that he is willing to participate in the competition."

"I can feel that he is actually a very strong person."

"Let him represent our school in the 'Strongest Scholar' competition, even if he loses, it's still pretty good."