Undecided in the face, quantum mechanics [Wear the book]

But even if Ying Jianliao couldn't do it, he had to bite the bullet.

He felt that the back of himself walking on the stage was full of bleakness and determination.

Social animals are so humble.

Ying Jianliao rubbed his nose, exhaled lightly, and stood in front of the answering area with appointment, thoughts flashed across his mind, and the little abacus crackled.

Ying Jianliao looked down at the floor, rubbed his toes lightly on the floor, squinted his eyes and looked at the answer board, with a smile on his lips.

There was no trace of the dejected look at the beginning.

After the countdown on the screen ended, the game started again.

The moment the start was announced, the atmosphere became tense again, and everyone acted instantly.

Ying Jianliao heard the sound of flipping the pages of books beside him, and he looked at Cao Hong standing there strangely—doesn't this person read the contents?

This Cao Hong, could it be some kind of quantum speed reading successor?

The first part seems to have a lot of questions, and it is necessary to find the questions from a book, but Ying Jianliao found that the clues are actually not hidden deep.

It's also a little... too obvious.

Chapter 1 is a hidden acrostic, telling him that the next clue is on the picture 7-11 on the seventh page, and then Ying Jianliao found the next information based on this picture, and so on...

Ying Jianliao searched quickly. Before doing the questions, he was faintly worried that some reading comprehension in the questions would be misunderstood by him. Later, he found that this part of the questions had nothing to do with reading comprehension at all.

It's full of bells and whistles, and the examination is actually not that difficult at all.

It looks like a lot of words, but in fact it is either interference information or question stems. The essence of this part is actually a decryption. It looks like a bluff, but it is actually not difficult.

After Ying Jianliao finished, he put down the materials and was the first to complete the search for information. He walked towards Chu Jue unhurriedly.

Before answering the question, Ying Jianliao thought about the requirements carefully and found a loophole - after submitting the answer, the process of going to the companion is not timed.

Others don't seem to have discovered this bug yet.

Ying Jianliao was a little happy, but at the same time full of confusion - what is the purpose of this program group asking them to sprint?

Combining work and rest, do exercises and take a break when you are tired of doing the questions?

The barrage was shocked by Ying Jianliao's slow walk.

[Ying Jianliao, you can have some snacks!You look up!Opposite you is Chu Jue, Chu Jue! 】

[Ying Jianliao let Ma Ma run! !Opposite you is Chu Jue! ! ! 】

[Although I am also a sports waste, but! !If Chu Jue is waiting for me at the finish line, I will run as hard as I can! 】

[Chu Jue wait for me!I might push my limits and realize my childhood dream of becoming an Olympic champion! 】

[Ben Jue Liao CP fans are here! !Zai Zai, let Ma Ma rush to happiness!It's crazy! ! 】

[Excellent row of noodles!Now CP fans also have a name!Called Pepper!It means we can scream for our own CP every day! 】

There was a lot of chatter in the barrage, but Ying Jianliao was still walking slowly.

The ground was mopped again when it was just resting, and it was still a little slippery with wet drops of water.

Ying Jianliao walked cautiously, putting safety first, he didn't want to fall to the ground.

Because he found a bug in the topic, Ying Jianliao didn't feel in a hurry when he walked. He walked in a leisurely manner, feeling quite happy. From time to time, he looked left and right with a little curiosity, like a walk after a meal to digest food.

The director looked a little desperate in the director's studio - what about the tense competition atmosphere he wanted?What about the hot pursuit of each other that he wants?

Why don't the others run away? ?

What's the matter with only one person walking slowly! ?

This year's guests are really hard to bring.

The director felt that he would have to bring his own quick-acting heart-relief pills in the future.

It was as if he had heard the director's strong appeal——after another "quantum speed reading" behind Ying Jianliao, Cao Hong put down the material, started to sprint towards his companion, and surpassed Ying Jianliao on the way.

The director felt a little relieved - let's run!start running!Compare the game!

The moment Ying Jianliao was surpassed, Cao Hong gave him a smug smile.

When the camera was turned to the other side, Cao Hong also took the opportunity to provoke Ying Jianliao with his mouth: "You are bound to lose."

Ying Jianliao narrowed his eyes.

Ying Jianliao's expression was normal, and his heart felt like a cat's paw: What did Cao Hong just say?Is it to him?

...he is nearsighted and can't see clearly.

Curiosity was hooked, and Ying Jianliao tried hard to recall Cao Hong's actions just now—he only saw Cao Hong open his mouth to him.

That mouth shape... seems to say come on?

Looking at Xiang Cao Hong, he also smiled, looked at the slightly water-stained floor with his eyes, and kindly reminded him: "The friction coefficient of the ground is small, please pay attention, don't run too fast, it is easy to fall A..." The big horse lay down.

Before he finished speaking, Ying Jianliao heard Cao Hong sneer, and then turned into a gust of wind and rushed out.

Ying Jianliao was in awe: ...he is a real man who is not afraid of the big horse.

Just when Ying Jianliao was still marveling at Cao Hong's courage in not being afraid of throwing a big horse in public, he suddenly heard Chu Jue say "Come on."

The voice of refueling was aboveboard, it was Chu Jue speaking with the microphone, and the deep and pleasant voice echoed in the hall, it sounded like the low hum of a musical instrument.

The audience howled.

Then Ying Jianliao inexplicably received a bunch of shouts from the audience, all of them were passionate and hoarse——

"Ying Jianliao! Run!"

"Ying Jianliao! Come on!"

The barrage also started screaming, and CP fans also encouraged Ying Jianliao to "rush to happiness", just like a marriage proposal sprinting to the scene.

Ying Jianliao looked at the instigator, Chu Jue, who was standing on the other side. Ying Jianliao couldn't see his expression clearly, but felt that the other party should have a smile on his face.

If it weren't for feeling the friendliness of the other party - Ying Jianliao even wondered if Chu Jue on the other side wanted to punish him.

He doesn't want to fall to the ground.

Ying Jianliao, as a waste of sports, doesn't like to run. Everyone is so enthusiastic that he can't bear to refuse. He just stood on tiptoe and was about to run for two steps, when he heard "Paji-dong" from diagonally in front of him. A loud bang.

Cao Hong in front suddenly fell down.

Lean forward with your hands facing the ground and your feet facing the sky.

...is the standard posture of lying down in Malaysia.

Immediately afterwards, the entire program team was notified that someone had accidentally fallen and the recording of the program was suspended.

That voice hurt a little, and Ying Jianliao rubbed his nose in shock, with a tinge of ecstasy, as well as a little touch of Cao Hong's "self-sacrifice"—the recording was stopped just before the run, and by the way, I have a holiday.

Ying Jianliao felt that Cao Hong was very similar to what was written in a topic in the previous reading comprehension - "burning oneself and illuminating others."

tearful.

The recording was interrupted, and the director negotiated with several guests about the next shooting time. After learning about the recording mechanism of the program group and the holiday time, Ying Jianliao felt that the work in the entertainment industry was really easy.

Let alone 100 meters, he can run 200 meters... he can run even if he gritted his teeth.

The recording time of the program is the reverse of the standard work, recording on Saturdays and weekends, and broadcasting from Monday to Friday.

Now due to Cao Hong's shocking fall, Zhou Tian is also off duty early.

Ying Jianliao slumped comfortably on the nanny's car, looking at the falling leaves outside the car window.

The leaves in the south are very strange. Even though it is spring, there are fallen leaves drifting by.

The wonder of the subtropical evergreen broad-leaved forest is both death and new life.

I don't know how long it has been since I took a serious look at the scenery.

The atmosphere in the car was a little silent for a while, Ying Jianliao nestled on the chair, squinting his eyes comfortably.

Chu Jue didn't speak, but just looked at him with those hazel eyes. The setting sun outside the window filtered through the car window, revealing a gentle color, and the scenery behind him changed rapidly.

Chu Jue sat there without saying a word. The golden setting sun hit his face, creating a faint golden halo. The overlapping of light and shadow was like a scene in a literary movie.

Ying Jianliao had no intention of admiring it—for some reason, Chu Jue's eyes always fell on him vaguely.

Chu Jue looked at him a little hairy, turned his head decisively, and looked out the window at the orange-red sunset that was constantly chasing.

It's just that the tips of my ears are slightly red for some reason.

This person is poisonous, and the body of the original owner is also poisonous.

Ying Jianliao covered his ear tips with his hands.

"Listen to the song?" Chu Jue's voice suddenly came from beside him after an unknown amount of time.

"Anything is fine." Ying Jianliao leaned lazily on the car seat, the redness at the tips of his ears had gradually faded, and he said something in a casual tone.

Then the mint soda-like voice sounded again, with a little curiosity: "You still listen to music?"

Chu Jue didn't answer, his eyes signaled the driver to turn on the stereo, and "Dual Violin Concerto in D Minor" flowed out like spring water.

Ying Jianliao's pupils shrank.

This is a song he liked very much when he was studying abroad.

At that time, I was young and could not concentrate. Later, he liked to listen to songs while doing problems, or listen to Baroque while reading literature and thinking about ideas to concentrate.

At that time, the relationship with Beria was not bad, and I even recommended it to that person.

His eyes looked at Chu Jue who lowered his head slightly, as if he had fallen into memory, and the doubts that had been suppressed resurfaced——Chu Jue, could it be that person?

But it could also be a coincidence, Ying Jianliao looked at Chu Jue's profile in the afterglow of the setting sun.

A little tenderness.

As if aware of his gaze, Chu Jue turned his head and showed him a very faint smile.

It can't be seen clearly in the setting sun, but it feels extraordinarily gentle.

Ying Jianliao also smiled at him, negating his own thoughts just now - he has heard so much about Baroque, he is not bad at all.

The sound of the violin is melodious and gentle, and the thoughts gradually fly away.

When Ying Jianliao came back to his senses, the music had switched at some point.

The drumbeat and the slightly tipsy vocals of the female voice echoed in the car, hitting Ying Jianliao's nerves bit by bit.

Everything Gain' Talways

Seeing is not believing

whatitseemsinthelalaland

The world that floats on your screen

that you see your screen

all fake

Everythingain'talwayswhatitseems

It's all illusory bubbles

The world outside the car flashed before my eyes.

Due to the relative motion, the vehicles outside the window turned into phantoms one after another, which seemed real and unreal.

Ying Jianliao shook his head, pulled his thoughts away from the song, and saw the buildings passing by outside the window, his smile suddenly froze.

Strange road, strange street...

This is not the way back to the hotel.