C position study, God chooses the way

Ke Han blinked and replied, "Teacher, we already ate on the train."

Teacher Xie turned on a turn signal, and then said: "Okay, we will arrive at the place, and I will tell you why I am looking for you in such a hurry."

He paused: "Be mentally prepared."

The radio continued to play the corresponding content according to the race schedule, and inserted two small advertisements from time to time, so that the atmosphere in the car would not be extremely cold.

Because of the teacher's words, Ke Han's whole spirit suddenly tensed up thread by thread, but gradually relaxed again.

A few minutes later, Ke Han, who had been staring out of the window, finally realized that something was wrong.

He stared blankly at the scene outside the window.

The direction Mr. Xie's car was driving—to the hospital? !

……

It was almost nine o'clock in the hospital, there were not many people in the corridor, and the strong smell of disinfectant filled the nose.

Teacher Xie stood downstairs in the inpatient department, and said, "Ke Han, I never told you before that your mother is sick, and it may be more serious. The aunt who found your mother fainted today, she took your mother I called you on my mobile phone, but you didn’t answer it, and the onlookers found that your number was the same as that issued by our school’s meal card, so they got in touch with me through other teachers.”

"Calm down first, everything will be fine."

Ke Han stayed where he was, as if struck by lightning.

Mu Heng glanced at him, full of sympathy.When Teacher Xie said this, he walked up to Ke Han silently, opened his arms, and hugged him directly, leaving only Ke Han's face exposed, staring at Xie Han in disbelief. teacher.

The squad leader moved at first, as if he wanted to go up to give Ke Han a hug, comfort him, and prevent him from falling because of being too surprised, but he found... With Mu Heng around, there is basically nothing wrong with him.

This Uncle Mu's movements are too fucking fast, right?

Is he the squad leader or am I the squad leader? !

Forget it, if Mu Heng really wants to be the squad leader, that's totally fine.

Ugh.

Teacher Xie sighed: "It's strange to say that, when you first became my students, I felt that you were just children, even children who just graduated from primary school. But after thinking about it, I realized that It turns out that you are all grown-ups in a little over a year at most."

"Life is a long road, remember to cherish everyone around you."

Mu Heng hugged Ke Han, and suddenly felt his shoulders wet.

He didn't turn his face away to look, because he knew that if he encountered this situation, rather than crying in front of others, he might prefer to cry quietly by himself.After crying and wiping away his tears, he appeared in front of others, as if he was already so strong that he was invulnerable, and would always be someone others would look up to.

Invincible.

He patted Ke Han's back lightly, and could feel the extremely weak trembling.

But Ke Han's emotional outburst didn't last long.

Ten seconds later, he took a deep breath, patted Mu Heng's arm, and whispered, "Thank you."

He knew why Mu Heng insisted on letting him eat his meal on the train.

Because Mu Heng knew that if Ke Han got to the hospital and found out what happened, he might not even be able to eat.

Not only is skipping breakfast bad for your health, but skipping meals is also bad for your health.

At least Mu Heng thinks so.

Ke Han's mind was a little confused, and he followed Teacher Xie all the way upstairs.

His steps were slightly heavy, and Mu Heng followed him closely to prevent him from rolling down the stairs.

The critically ill ward is on the second floor of the inpatient department. This arrangement is to allow critically ill patients to receive timely equipment follow-up rescue, and some doctors from the non-inpatient department rush over from the outpatient building to increase the survival rate of critically ill patients.

The squad leader followed behind Mu Heng, and couldn't help complaining that he didn't need to be here at all.

It wasn't quiet in the ward.

Various equipment made weak working sounds, and the remaining critically ill patients in the multi-person ward were struggling on the beds, making a difficult "hoo hoo" sound.

An empty hospital bed was in the corner near the door, and the quilt on the bed was still messily twisted into a ball.

The bedside table that matched the hospital bed was empty, with nothing on it.

Ke Han followed Teacher Xie into the door, and immediately noticed the empty hospital bed.

His mother was on the phone on the balcony, holding a menthol cigarette with a filter in her mouth. On her plain face, she had good facial features and fair skin, but there was a little blush at the corners of her eyes, and her long hair was hanging down in a mess. Blown up by the wind.

The expression is very calm.

Calm as if he had just learned that he was seriously ill.

Teacher Xie lowered his voice and said to Ke Han: "I won't go there, do you want to go over and say hello to your mother?"

Ke Han's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his eyes felt a little hot.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and slowly walked towards the balcony.

The balcony door was gently opened and then closed again.

Ms. Ke's lips were pale. When she heard the voice and looked back, she smiled indifferently, said to the other end, "Is there anything to talk about when I get home", and hung up the phone immediately.

Her mobile phone interface was on a live review video, which happened to be played to the second game process.

Ke Han couldn't help smiling because of the mistakes made by other contestants.

The gentle happiness brought by the shallow smile on the corner of his mouth is like the fragrance of flowers blooming on and off the screen.

Ke Han stood in front of Ms. Ke and looked at his mother steadily.

He paused for two or three seconds, and finally rushed over, hugging him tightly.

It is inconvenient for Ms. Ke to hold her mobile phone backwards, so she can only smile and say to Ke Han: "What are you doing, let go, how old are you, and you want Mommy to hug you, are you ashamed?"

"Great dinner? You just won the game, didn't you?"

"Oh, to be precise, it should be advanced?"

"Baby? Letter?"

Ke Han buried his face in his mother's not-so-broad shoulders, whimpered lightly, and then said nothing more.

Ms. Ke didn't go around much with her relatives because of her transoceanic marriage. Her grandparents had passed away two years earlier, and the rest of her relatives were all distant relatives.

All she can rely on is herself, Ke Han thought.

"what did the doctor say?"

Ke Han raised his head. There were no extra tears on his face, but his eyes were slightly red. Others might think it was his own dazzled eyes.

"That's... taking medicine, getting injections... isn't that the same thing..." Ms. Ke's tone was calm, and those who didn't know thought she just had a cold.

But when he just entered the door, he noticed that on the only vacant hospital bed, on the side facing the aisle, the most inconspicuous sign on it was the word "Phase III".

Ke Han: "You live well in the hospital, I—"

Ms. Ke shook her head and interrupted Ke Han's words: "That's not okay. I don't want to stay in the hospital. Is it uncomfortable to live in my own home? How can I eat spicy duck neck in the hospital? No, no, no. "

Ke Han couldn't help but his eyelids twitched when he heard this, and he said, "Can't I bring you what you want to eat? Do you have to go home?"

Ms. Ke smiled slightly: "How is that possible? I want to eat stinky tofu and snail powder. If you really want to bring them here, why don't the nurses just drive me out? Even if all the nurses are kind-hearted and don't drive me away." Me, can you ask the patients next to you if they agree?"

Ke Han felt that his mood suddenly changed from depression to worry.

Not only worried about his mother's condition, but also worried about whether his mother will be kicked out. After all, she can forget about these things, and if she really does it, she will be scolded directly.

Anyway, he didn't want Ms. Ke to be scolded.

"Then what do you say?" Ke Han looked at his mother with some headaches.

The smile on Ms. Ke's face was very bright: "Well, let's go home and live. I will come to the hospital regularly for examination and treatment. How about it? You have to do all the housework for me. You cook the meals and vegetables. If you're not at home, I'll go out and eat something delicious."

After repeated back-and-forth, Ke Han finally reluctantly agreed to Ms. Ke's request and discharged her from the hospital.

In fact, what is more important is another issue-money.

……

"hiss--"

A cup of cold water rushed into the oil pan.

Ke Han watched helplessly as the boiling oil pan exploded instantly and then fell silent again. He almost let go and dropped the water glass into it, splashing several drops of oil on the back of his hand.

"Are you sure the dish is cooked like this?"

Ms. Ke stroked her chin thoughtfully, leaned against the wooden shelf outside the glass door of the kitchen, and replied in an uncertain tone: "I just think...should...maybe... It seems...is it burnt like this?"

Ke Han: "..."

He tried his best to calm himself down and asked, "Then how did you cook before?"

Ms. Ke said indifferently: "I will look up the strategy before cooking, and follow the strategy after I check it. I'm not an idiot. I'll do it just by looking at it."

Ke Han: "..."

Forget it, there are some things to say that I even scolded my grandmother together, so calm down, calm down.

"Hanhan, hurry up, I'm still waiting for supper!"

Ke Han took a deep breath in order to calm himself down, and then he was choked by the oily smoke in the air, coughing up tears.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to remind you, you forgot to turn on the range hood."

Ms. Ke was tired from standing, so she dragged the lazy chair in the living room over, collapsed in it, and continued to point fingers at Ke Han through the glass door.

Ke Han: "..."

Don't get excited, you are biological.

……

At two o'clock in the morning, Ke Han, who spent nearly half an hour making the supper according to the fucking method, sat in front of the computer exhausted, his mind was blank.

He's already gone to sleep with his fucking head on.

Starting today, he must let Ms. Ke, who is the king of cultivating immortals, learn to go to bed early and get up early, and arrange her work and rest reasonably-this is the doctor's order.

The supper was cooked for her because he really couldn't resist his mother.

Ms. Ke was sent to the hospital on her own, and she didn't eat dinner, so she coerced him into doing it.

He made a ball of batter, and thanks to the fact that his mother didn't have dinner, she was able to eat it so happily. She even drank the noodle soup, leaving nothing for him.

Ke Han rubbed his hair, and after two seconds of silence, he finally opened "Peak Competition".

This time, he did not log in the account of "Confused Triangle", but instead logged in "Leibniz Doesn't Know Functions".

He plans to convert the points in it into money, and then give the money to his mother to subsidize his family.

Money is not everything, but more is better than less.

The account "Leibniz doesn't understand functions" has fallen from the global rankings, and no matter how many topics were generated because of this account, they all disappeared in the information torrent of the Internet with the passage of time.

But as soon as Ke Han opened the interface, he saw a huge amount of rewards, and countless fireworks bloomed on various maps.

It's not for "Leibniz doesn't understand functions", it's for "incomprehensible trigonometry".

Ke Han looked at the constantly refreshing information in the public channel inexplicably.

……

[Grass (a plant). 】

[What's wrong with Burial Love, why did he suddenly give fireworks to an unknown account? 】

[Confused triangle?What kind of **** naming level is this? 】

[Why do I always feel that there is something strange about it...]

[Is "Unintelligible Triangle" the boss' trumpet?The boss is setting off fireworks for himself for fun? 】

[Anhe, has anyone been to Anhe Taohuayuan Novice Village?If I remember correctly, there is a "difficult triangle" in the two male accounts who hugged each other in public? 】

[@我不爱学习, big brother, if you get caught in a sack, just shoot a firework, understand? 】

[Although, the fireworks are so beautiful...]

[Yeah, yeah, I haven't checked the questions for an hour, and I'm just here to watch the big guy brush the fireworks...]

[It is known that every firework is different, according to the current continuous firework style, how to solve the random formation model of fireworks? 】

[Fuck off, I'm watching the fireworks, don't do the questions! 】

[If I have money, I will definitely buy a dozen or twenty for myself. 】

[The questioner upstairs wake up, you have no money. 】

[Kill the awakening scientist! 】

[Kill! 】

……

Ke Han glanced at the interface, without even thinking about it, he pulled out the friend list directly.

I don't like studying.

[Leibniz doesn't understand functions: what are you doing? 】

It's probably because of the fireworks online, it's so exciting.

The online message "I don't like studying" did not respond to Ke Han's message in a timely manner.

Ke Han thought for a while, and simply took a look at the unread messages in the recent friends list, so as not to know what happened.

He was afraid that the news that he belonged to "Gram" would be leaked.

Although under normal circumstances, as long as he bites to death and refuses to admit it, it is estimated that there will not be many people chasing him to decode it, but it is hard to guarantee that there will not be such one or two people with abnormal thinking.

No.

30 seconds later—

[I don't like studying: I'm trying to get your attention. 】

Ke Han: "..."

His face was blank for a second.

After he regained his train of thought, he hesitated and typed into the chat box: I'm asking why you gave it to me—wait a minute.

Ke Han stopped typing. He looked at what he had already typed for a few seconds. In the end, he just deleted the word "I" and added a few words such as "Unintelligible Triangle" instead.

why?

Why does this person want to use fireworks for "The Puzzling Triangle"?

Is it because he sees something?

[I don't like studying: Yes, I'm just trying to get your attention. 】

Ke Han frowned suspiciously.

[Leibniz does not understand functions: what are you talking about? 】

As soon as he uttered a sentence, he heard a "beep--".

[I don't like studying: Isn't "Unintelligible Triangle" your trumpet? 】

Ke Han stared at the sentence in front of him in astonishment, feeling the hairs on his back stand on end.

The light of the computer screen was silent in front of my eyes.

The small lighting lamp hit Ke Han's face from the side, making his expression a bit unusual.

What does he know?

What information does he already know?

Will he publish my information?

……

wrong.

Ke Han froze for a moment, his eyes gradually narrowed, revealing a little cold light.

"I don't like studying" doesn't necessarily mean knowing that I am Graham.

Because, "I don't like studying" has no reason to know that Ke Han is Graham.

This is not logical.

The people in the world who know that he and his mother have returned to China can probably be counted on one hand, and the only ones who know that he has changed his mother's surname and used a Chinese name are his mother and the staff who were in charge of the name change and household registration at that time.

[Leibniz doesn't understand functions: what do you know?Tell me? 】

He decided to respond to all changes with the same.

[I don't like studying: I heard about the "Unexplainable Triangle" from a friend in the math league. You and "Unexplainable Triangle" are both from Anhe Novice Village. I have reason to suspect that you are the same person. 】

"call……"

Ke Han breathed a sigh of relief.

The other party did not make a judgment based on any tangible evidence.

It's just a wild guess.

He considered for two seconds, and then entered a sentence in the dialog box: You are mistaken, I am not the same person as that triangle.

[I don't like studying: Really? 】

[Leibniz doesn't understand functions: why am I lying to you? 】

[I don't like studying: Is "Shuimu Qingbei" you? 】

Ke Han let out a long breath.

His nerves that were still in a semi-tense state finally relaxed completely, and his slender fingers slowly replied to the other party word by word on the keyboard: You think too much.

[I don't like studying: No, how can there be a math player of your level in Anhe?It's fine if you are there, why is there still a "difficult triangle"? 】

[Leibniz doesn't understand functions: ...]

Ke Han pulled his completely cold water glass from the side, and took a sip of the cold boiled water inside.

He thought for a while, and added a reply to the other party: The essence of the spirit of competition is fair. You can't think that Anhe won't have a few high-level competitors just because Anhe is not a big city.

[I don't like studying: Of course, it's just this matter...]

[Leibniz doesn't understand functions: You may be able to get your money back if you go to the "incomprehensible triangle" now. 】

[I don't like studying: what are you chasing?Am I short of that money?Forget it, it's also his luck - luck is also a part of strength.However, I also want to get in touch with a master like him. 】

Ke Han, who was sitting in front of the computer, frowned, his intuition told him that the purpose of this "I don't like studying" is not pure.

While logging into the "Unintelligible Triangle" with his mobile phone, he was guarding against "I don't like learning" knocking himself; at the same time, he was chatting with the other party using the account of "do not understand functions", trying to cover his identity as much as possible.

[Leibniz doesn't understand functions: why are you looking for so many people? 】

[I don't like studying: what are you doing?Small goal, world champion, what else can you do? 】

Ke Han: "..."

He moved his fingers and pressed his ten fingers on the keyboard, not knowing what to say.

It seems that nothing is appropriate.

"I didn't dare to say that I would definitely win the world championship in PAYM..."

"It's true that the ignorant are fearless...the ignorant are fearless..."

"Tsk..."

……

Brightly lit morning.

Lying on the big bed in the hotel, Mu Heng was inexplicably excited, rolled around, and then moved very neatly to borrow strength, sat upright by the bed, and continued to send messages to the opposite side.

[I don't like studying: Just kidding.But people always have dreams. I can’t think about it. I just want to save one country and two countries and I’ll be done, right?How boring!A dream is a dream because it is like a dream, my friend. 】

While sending a message to "Leibniz doesn't understand functions", he switched out and then used the tablet he carried with him to log in to the account of "Mizuki Qingbei" and sent a message to "Confused Triangle".

[Mizuki Qingbei: What's wrong with you?Why did the "I don't like studying" show you fireworks? 】

To do a full set of acting, Mu Hengru thought.

……

Ke Han, who was not aware of the problem at all, heard the notification tone on the phone, and turned on the phone to see who sent him the message.

Shuimu Qingbei—it was Mu Heng.

Sure enough, he was also online at this time. He probably ran out for a walk just after brushing the dungeon, only to bump into "I don't like studying" and brushed the wrong person for fireworks.

No, in fact, "I don't like studying" is not the wrong person.

But Ke Han, who is the party involved, absolutely cannot admit it.

Ke Han thoughtfully replied to Mu Heng.

【Unexplainable Triangle: I don't know what's going on, let me ask that person, shall I?After all, there is quite a lot of money here. 】

As soon as the news was sent out, Ke Han turned around and submitted a friend request to "I don't like studying".

Only through friends can he send private messages to each other.

In the name of "Unintelligible Triangle".

……

Mu Heng put down the phone in his hand, opened the tablet and took a look - sure enough, Ke Han sent a message to his "I don't like studying" account.

The corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

Although it will be troublesome in the future, if the money converted from this point can help Ke Han in some way, he thinks it is completely acceptable.

Money is not important.

What matters is how it works.

If you can help people in need, it will have a lot of meaning.

On the contrary, it is meaningless.

Mu Heng rolled around on the big bed again, and rolled directly to the side of the landing balcony. He stood up with a "swish", looked out the window, saw his face reflected on the glass surface, and his cheeks were involuntarily burned.

Cough, low key, low key.

Thinking this way, he went back to the bed, and sent a message to "Purplexed Triangle" with "I don't like learning": Sorry, I thought you were the trumpet of "Leibniz doesn't understand functions", and I made a mistake .

message sent.

After sending the first message, Mu Heng took his mobile phone and wrote another message: This money is nothing, I am really sorry for causing you such a big trouble, you don't have to pay it back to me.

message sent.

A few seconds later, Mu Heng seemed to remember something again, and quickly applied a patch.

[I don't like studying: Even if you send it back to me, I will send it back to you.Don't worry about it, I have more points than you think, I have a lot of points every week in the global leaderboard. 】

[Unintelligible Triangle: Thank you. 】

【Confused Triangle: You can ask me any math questions, and I will try my best to help you. 】

Mu Heng lay back on the bed, and when he saw the second message, he suddenly burst out laughing.

Count on Ke Han?

He felt that it was more reliable to count on himself.

[I don't like studying: OK, I have a chance to download a dungeon together. 】

"drop!"

The tablet that Mu Heng threw on the bed rang, and Mu Heng quickly turned around, stretched his arms, and rubbed against the tablet.

When I picked up the tablet, I saw a message sent from "Unexplainable Triangle" to "Shuimu Qingbei".

[Unexplainable Triangle: It's okay, it was the person who got the wrong number and swiped the wrong person.He was going to brush "Leibniz doesn't understand functions", but because of a little misunderstanding, he brushed it to me. 】

【Mizuki Qingbei: Really?That person was really careless... By the way, is Auntie feeling better? 】

After sending the message, Mu Heng put down the tablet, turned to the phone side, and swiped a few "Century Fireworks" for "Leibniz doesn't understand functions".

Then--

[I don't like studying: come to the copy? 】

……

Ke Han rubbed his aching forehead.

With such a two-line operation, he was almost confused.

Every time before sending a message, you must double-check which account is talking to which, and resolutely prevent the possibility of losing your horse and avoid revealing your identity.

trouble.

"drop!"

Ke Han breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the computer screen—download a copy?

He looked down and looked at the time under the computer. It was already 02:30.

He looked at the "Fireworks of the Century" refreshed on the World Channel.

silence.

"Oh, local tyrant."

Ke Han couldn't help complaining, then turned around and sent a message to "I don't like studying": Which copy should I go to?

[I don't like studying: wait a minute, I have a better idea.Have you tried the battle system that was opened last week? 】

Ke Han pouted.

He has never tried it. He is already very busy in class, and his schedule is already busy if he can do homework. How can he be in the mood to try the "combat system"?

However, compared to when I was still in PAYM, I really slacked off a lot...

Thinking this way, Ke Han answered the other party: No.

[I don't like studying: Then let's go in together and try?I've already gone in, and I can tell you about the operation inside. 】

[Leibniz doesn't understand functions: OK. 】

After Ke Han finished replying "I don't like studying", he replied a message to "Shuimu Qingbei" as quickly as possible.

[Confused Triangle: My mother is fine. 】

[Unexplainable Triangle: I'm going to sleep, I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have anything to say. 】

【Mizuki Qingbei: Okay, I'm going to sleep too, good night. 】

Ke Han picked out a cat with the head of a cat from the emoji pack that popped up randomly. After throwing it to "Mizuki Qingbei", he went offline as quickly as possible.

Including my own social software number is also offline.

There must be a full set of acting, and Ke Han also understands this truth.

……

It was 43:[-] am in the East Eighth District.

Globe Arena, math league area.

[Waiting for matching...]

The president of the Mathematics Union Association in Fog City, an island country in the zero time zone, who has just lost love, is pulling his best friend to solve the problem late at night in a passionate double row. The computer desk is full of paper balls, sobbing and cursing.

He even specially recharged the membership of "Peak Competition" in order to make others feel the pain.

As a member in the arena, you can have the privilege of temporarily increasing the difficulty for a limited number of times per day.

Although the difficulty of the topic has improved to a certain extent for both parties, the president doesn't think he will be stumped.

If he is stumped, then, in fact, he can be sure that ordinary players cannot solve the problem that stumps him.

So it doesn't matter.

At least, before matching those two nightmares, the president of the game nicknamed "Magician Labrador" thought so.

[Matching succeeded. 】

As soon as the notification sounded, the president knocked on his buddy next to him and asked him to get up and do the quiz.

"I'm going to sleep after brushing up on this pair of bastards."

however--

After only 3 minutes, he saw that his screen suddenly went black.

President: "..."

what happened?

Is there a power outage?

Or disconnected?

He silently bent down to check the main computer for a while, and found that the main computer was still working very hard, and it didn't look like there was a problem at all.

"That..." The buddy beside him rubbed his crumbling eyelids and yawned, "What are you doing?"

With brown and reddish hair like a bird's nest, the president said to his best friend, "What happened? Why is my computer screen black?"

As he spoke, he frowned suspiciously when he saw the same black screen of his best friend's laptop.

"Of course the screen is black if you lose..." The buddy stood up while yawning, and was about to stand up and leave his seat, but just as he thought about it, he was dragged back by the president.

"What did you say?!"

The president's brain, which was sluggish due to staying up late, suddenly sped up for two or three seconds.

He tapped the table in disbelief.

"I've clearly seen the nickname of the user on the opposite side! It's not the group of devils in the West Eighth District! How is it possible?! It's only been 3 minutes!"

A little physical tears overflowed from the corner of the best friend's eyes, he barely stopped yawning, turned his head and pointed to the interface showing their loss.

"They are not from West Eighth District, but East Eighth District."

"Let me see... oh, isn't this the account that has been on the global list? There is another one, eh——I remember I have seen the nickname of this account at some point... Leibniz is not Understand functions...so familiar..."

Listening and listening, the president directly opened the data recording form on the desktop.

This is a summary table of the global rankings, including all ranking user nicknames so far.

[Peak Competition·Global Ranking·Phase 1: 95, Leibniz doesn't understand functions. 】

……

At three o'clock in the morning, Yanhuayuan Mathematics and Physics Research Center.

"Teacher Cui, why don't you go to bed early?"

"Yes, sir, you are getting old—"

"Who the hell is old, I can fight for my country for another 20 years!"

Cui Yingxing, the coach of the Mathematics Research Center who was nearly [-] years old, kicked the broken wooden stool beside him through gritted teeth, and angrily tapped on the keyboard, looking as if he was about to smash the keyboard into pieces.

This year's captain, Ye Ci's eyelids twitched a few times. He had a headache and asked Zhao An, the deputy captain who was following him here to persuade the teacher, to hurry up and get the board. Stick to tomorrow morning.

And tomorrow morning there are lessons in the team that need to be taken, and Teacher Cui will go to class all night... Hiss——Ye Ci feels that his head is getting bigger when he thinks about it.

Give the teacher a board to speed up the input, and hope the situation will be better.

There were not many online duos matched in the early morning, just a few players.

I don’t know what’s going on with Mr. Cui’s luck. He has been matched with the pretending combination of “don’t like learning” and “doesn’t understand functions” twice in a row.

Losing streak!

Otherwise, even if the teacher stayed up late, he wouldn't be so irritable.

To be honest, losing once can still be called an accident, but losing twice in a row... Maybe he met some top professional player?

Are there really top professional players in duos at this late hour?

Ye Ci took a deep breath, rubbed his temples, and resigned himself to assisting Teacher Cui's double row.

If he doesn't win, he will be irritable.

No, it should be that if he doesn't win again, he will die suddenly.

Tomorrow's headline should be: Shocked!The coach of a certain national team in the East Eighth District actually pulled the students to double row all night, and both of them died suddenly and frantically.

……

world forum.

[Complicated mood, is there anyone here to talk about the midnight demon who is still killing people in the arena? (East Eighth District, Simplified)]

【I cried. 】

【Lord, is this the devil? (translated)]

【Mom, I know I was wrong. I will never study mathematics again. I will study Latin well. (translated)]

【Too grassy (a plant). 】

[I lost my temper after being beaten. (translated)]

[Be rational, losing is not scary, and not having the courage to lose is not scary... The scary thing is losing all the time!Keep losing!I said I would go to sleep after winning a game today, but what happened? !I knelt down three times in a row!Even kneeling!I haven't slept yet!Didn't sleep!Sleep with you!Wake up and have a good fight! 】

[May Cook bless you, Momo. 】

[I knew that someone would open a post, and it turned out that I wasn't the only one who was abused into a dog! 】

[Upstairs, only you are a dog. (translated)]

[The sand sculpture post friends in the World Forum never let me down, I knew there would be this. (translated)]

【What are you talking about? 】

[I think it should be saying "burial of love and double perfection", right? 】

[Thank you for the invitation, people are cultivating immortals and have already ascended.I don’t know, I don’t understand, mathematics has never loved me, a humble licking dog.Don't ask, asking is patriotic. 】

[**, the sentence pattern upstairs...]

[That's right, it's the sentence pattern you want. 】

[I'm an honest person, I'll come first, I don't like to study, what's wrong with the boss? 】

[Buy love boss, I don't like studying?I know this.But, what is your burial and love twins? 】

[It's the love burial boss and his new justice partner. 】

[What is this and what? (translated)]

[Don't understand, don't love, everyone will look stupid to me.Climb to the top [-] ranks, does this really exist? 】

[Ordinary people don't like to learn, and they don't understand functions in obscurity. 】

[So, does the double row of arena massacres really exist? (translated)]

【It's not the kind of...that kind of thing that exists or doesn't exist, it's very...very...the kind that blows your dog's head off as soon as you meet it, a very special existence. 】

[Wang. 】

[Look, the official announcement of the whole server gave them the title of "Double Demons of the Underworld" in the arena! 】

What a gag.

"I don't like learning" and "Leibniz doesn't understand functions" are bloody and frightening.

However, the two people involved ended the nightmare double row at 03:30——

Mu Heng was lying on the big bed in the hotel, with a smile on his lips, his eyes were slightly tired but unusually sober.

He was wondering who the "Leibniz didn't understand functions" on the opposite side was.

First, rule out Kehan.

Ke Han has a great stress reaction to mathematics, and it cannot be him.

Second, list the suspects.

There is no other suspect, if there is one, it is probably the Mr. Key who was short-lived in the "I Love Learning" app.

However, why did Mr.Key withdraw from the PAYM reserve with such a basic level?

age?Or another reason?

Mu Heng's eyes were slightly sharp, but they quickly returned to normal.

While thinking, he sent a message to "Leibniz doesn't understand functions": Friends, ask a question.

[Leibniz does not understand functions: you ask. 】

【I don't like studying: Are you the Mr. Key I picked in "I don't like studying"? 】

……

Ke Han