I attacked the god of learning

When Jian Xing said these words, the plane also began to slide forward slowly.

The interior of the plane that entered the taxiing phase was suddenly quiet, so quiet that Cheng Xinglin could hear his own heartbeat.

He froze for a while, then slowly lowered his head, leaning his head against Jian Xing's.

He didn't say anything, but he seemed to say everything.

The corners of Jian Xing's raised lips never fell.

The two fell asleep snuggled up like small animals, and they didn't wake up until the meal was delivered.

Tacitly ordered Chinese and Western meals separately, and shared them. For the rest of the voyage, the two of them watched an old movie - the spring of the cattle herding class.

At the end, Cheng Xinglin fell asleep again, Jian Xing quietly helped him take off the earphones, and pushed his head on his shoulder.

The next time he woke up, Cheng Xinglin was woken up by his own alarm clock.

The alarm clock rang during the final level flight of the plane. Cheng Xinglin opened his eyes, stood up directly, and went to the luggage rack to pick up the coat he had prepared.

Taking advantage of the final stage when he was still able to walk, he distributed clothes to the players and the teacher who led the team respectively.

The summer in Oslo is also very cold, with an average daily temperature of only 19°C, so when planning the plan at the beginning, I planned the time and thickness of adding clothes before getting off the plane.

From distributing clothes to everyone, Cheng Xinglin entered the role of his team leader.

Get off the plane, meet with the pick-up personnel sent by the organizing committee, confirm the number of suitcases, count the number of people, check into the hotel, confirm the meal configuration, and ask each contestant about their physical condition.

Cheng Xinglin immediately became pleasing to the eye and orderly when the complicated matters were handed over to Cheng Xinglin.

He handles these matters silently like spring wind turning into rain.

No traces can be seen on the surface, but everything has been handled quietly.

The contestants and the team leader were in a foreign country, but they didn't feel any discomfort, just like people in Tsinghua University, and entered the self-study and rest sessions very smoothly.

It wasn't until the players started tonight's practice in the reserved room that Cheng Xinglin quietly breathed a sigh of relief, seized the time, and had dinner with his team members to replay.

The next day, the players rested for practice.

On the third day, the opening ceremony.

On the fourth day of arrival, it is time to officially enter the competition.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the players were woken up by the staff of the logistics team, and they arrived at their study place in Oslo to have breakfast together.

Breakfast was also carefully prepared by Cheng Xinglin and the others.

They brought a rice cooker directly from China, and had vegetables and lean meat porridge for breakfast, as well as fresh steamed buns and eggs.

All the meals were tasted an hour in advance by them, and they confirmed that there were no problems before they were served to the players.

Of course, this is not the most ingenious part. The most ingenious part is that when the covered lean meat porridge is opened, the contestants can see a piece of carrot on top of the porridge.

Carrots are pasted with patterns printed on glutinous rice paper.

It's like a gold medal.

In this small way, I wish everyone can be named on the gold list.

When the contestants saw this little ingenuity, they couldn't help but took out their mobile phones to take pictures. Jian Xing also took a picture, and then opened the lid of the steamed bun and eggs.

Then he saw—

His steamed buns were cut into slices, and two numbers were very small written on them with strawberry jam.

"42".

Jian Xing picked up the steamed buns and looked at him, then looked up - in the corner, Cheng Xinglin, who had been trying to play a very professional, calm and restrained, was secretly looking at him.

The moment their eyes met, Cheng Xinglin lowered his head in embarrassment.

Jian Xing took a slice of steamed buns and smiled towards his teammates.

"What's the matter?" The teammate just opened the lid of the steamed bun egg, saw Jian Xing approaching, and asked.

"No." Jian Xing remained calm.

Just as he was speaking, he had already seen clearly the shape of his teammates' steamed buns.

Like him, it was cut into slices for easy entrance, but there is no such small 42.

Cheng Xinglin's selfishness was only given to him.

"What's wrong with the steamed bun?" The teammate also keenly caught Jian Xing's eyes looking at his steamed bun, and subconsciously looked back politely.

But at this moment, Jian Xing had already gently bit the corner of the steamed bun.

The selfish "42" was drawn into the tip of his tongue and swallowed.

"It's nothing." After swallowing it, Jian Xing calmly handed out the mantou that was missing a corner, "Isn't it just a mantou?"

·

It seems to be steamed buns, but it doesn't seem to be.

The teammate looked carefully at Jian Xing's steamed bun, and he really couldn't see anything, and then he decided-don't worry about whether there is something or not before IMO, it's unnecessary.

The six players quickly finished their meals, and then went out to take the bus they chartered to the arena.

The stadium is not far from their hotel, and they arrived in 10 minutes.

Everyone sat in the car for a while, and did not enter until the examination room opened.

Cheng Xinglin was the first to get out of the car, and stood at the door to cheer up.

The other members of the logistics team are divided into two parts: the car and the entrance of the examination room, to escort the contestants and deal with emergencies by the way.

Jane walks in the last one.

Holding the admission ticket, Cheng Xinglin carefully checked Jian Xing before handing the admission ticket to him.

Jian Xing raised his hand, Cheng Xinglin was just about to hand over the admission ticket, but Jian Xing grabbed his wrist.

Jian Xing smiled at him, pulled him around from the rear of the bus, and stood on the other side of the bus.

"What... what's wrong, senior..."

"I should ask you this." Jian Xing said with a smile, "Give me an admission ticket, and that's it?"

"No." Cheng Xinglin said immediately, "Senior, come on!"

"Oh." Jian Xing said again, "Just say a word and it's over?"

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Cheng Xinglin looked at Jian Xing and didn't quite understand what he meant.

"You told every player to cheer up." Jian Xing whispered, "This morning, you also prepared a gold medal for each player. The encouragement you gave me is not special at all."

"It's special! You have 42, I wrote it secretly!" Cheng Xinglin was in a hurry - no, didn't Jian Xing see it, did he make a mistake in his meal?

"42 I wrote it during the national team selection last time." Jian Xing said seriously, "This time, I want something different."

"...what's different."

"It's just more special."

"What's more special?"

Cheng Xinglin was very nervous this morning. Hearing what Jian Xing said, he was even more anxious, and his back was covered with sweat.

Jian Xing looked at his red lips due to being busy or anxious, or because of the lack of oxygen in the bus, stared at him for a while, then bent down with a smile.

Jian Xing bent his waist and brought his forehead to Cheng Xinglin's lips.

Very proactively, he pressed his forehead to Cheng Xinglin's lips.

On the other side of the bus, teams from countless countries were walking towards the entrance of the examination room, and the bustling crowd brought a huge torrent of sound.

And on the side of the bus.

The shadow cast by the huge car body turned into an enchantment, enveloping Cheng Xinglin and Jian Xing.

In an instant, the world was quiet.

Jian Xing let his forehead rest on Cheng Xinglin's lips for a while, and then straightened up.

Cheng Xinglin stood dumbfounded, his hand still holding up his admission ticket.

Jian Xing took out the admission ticket from his hand, and smiled lightly: "Professor Cheng, it's very special that you come to be my inspiration muse."

·

help...

Cheng Xinglin's whole body went limp, he leaned against the carriage for a long time, and then climbed limply into the carriage.

Fortunately, Jian Xing is doing this at this time, otherwise he will definitely delay work...

When Cheng Xinglin climbed into the carriage, he glanced at the mirror, and could see that he was as red as the spicy crayfish at the Chongqing Summer Night Market.

He walked to his seat with one hand and one foot, heaved a long sigh, and held down Xu Huazhang who was leaning over to talk to him.

"Don't ask me why I'm blushing." Cheng Xinglin raised his hand, "I want to be quiet."

"I didn't want to ask you this." Xu Huazhang played with his mobile phone, flipped through a page of photos before Sai Cheng Xinglin, "I took a picture, do you want it?"

Cheng Xinglin: "?????"

Cheng Xinglin looked at the mobile phone that Xu Huazhang handed over, and there was a photo of him and Jian Xing on it.

Jian Xing bent his waist and lowered his head, his forehead was pressed against his lips, and there was a light source above him, making him look almost beautiful.

It is almost the level that can contribute to portrait photography.

Xu Huazhang's photography skills are pretty good...that's not the point! ! !

Cheng Xinglin glanced at Xu Huazhang, swearing a few times, and finally uttered two words——

"I want."

Xu Huazhang didn't talk nonsense, and directly gave him the bluetooth.

Cheng Xing was about to file some backups, and then he rested on the chair for a long time before he recovered, and went back to prepare afternoon tea and dinner with everyone, and then came out to pick up the contestants.

Two days is not too long.

But for Cheng Xinglin, life felt like years.

He hardly knew how he survived these two days, and he didn't dare to ask about the difficulty of the exam. The logistics team didn't dare to ask until the next day when all the exams were over and everyone had a BBQ together at night.

"So, are the exam questions difficult this time?" Xu Huazhang was the first to speak.

"It's difficult." A contestant who has a good relationship with Xu Huazhang put his arms around his shoulders, "It's so difficult that it explodes on the spot, and I can get half of the points for the last question at most."

"You can still get half of the points." The contestant next to him vomited blood angrily, "I can only get two points at most, okay?"

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

If these two people remember correctly, they are usually players in the 39.40 gear, and they are often only 1 point less than Jian Xing.

If they both find it hard...

"Do you also find it difficult?" Cheng Xinglin cautiously moved to Jian Xing's side, and asked him in a low voice who was flipping the barbecue.

"Yeah." Jian Xing flipped the bamboo stick, watching the pure white marshmallows burnt, "It's quite difficult."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

It is difficult to say simply.

Isn't that...

Cheng Xinglin stared at the caramel-colored marshmallow, as if he had made up his mind, and said to Jian Xing, "Senior."

"Ok?"

"Even if you don't win the championship." Cheng Xinglin said seriously in a low voice, "I can still be with you."

It's like they decided to go to Tsinghua University at the beginning, but now they still feel that Peking University is better.

It's not something immutable either.

When Jian Xing heard what he said, there was a hint of playfulness between his brows and eyes.

But there was no relaxation at all.

What he responded to Cheng Xinglin was to lift up the marshmallow that had been roasted for a long time and put it in front of Cheng Xinglin.

Cheng Xinglin took the marshmallow worriedly, and wanted to take it to his mouth, but he didn't.

Jian Xing firmly grasped the barbecue skewer, and after a while, lowered his head and took a bite of the top of the marshmallow.

He smiled and said, "You can, I can't."

·

No, no, no.

Then in case if he really didn't win the championship, this relationship would be out of the question.

The marshmallow made Cheng Xinglin toss and turn, and he didn't sleep well until the final awards ceremony.

Their logistics team can also participate in this awards ceremony, but they just sit in the last row.

However, the venue is not big, so even the last row is very close to the rostrum.

According to the procedure, the representative teams of each country entered the arena in turn. After entering the arena, the organizers and world-renowned mathematicians gave speeches respectively.

The last process is to publish the results.

An LED screen was placed on site, and the organizer made animations.

A bronze medal is shown first, and then the names and photos of the bronze medal winners are flashed, and the results are small balls curled up in the lower right corner.

The photos appear one by one, and after zooming in with the shiny particle effects, they will return to the corner arrangement.

This kind of special effect makes the scene feel full of ritual, but it also prolongs the time to put the list, causing a kind of psychological torture.

The bronze medal was only placed for 3 minutes, and the awards took [-] minutes.

Then silver and finally gold.

The photos are displayed in order of grades from low to high. When I flipped through the photos one by one, I didn't see Jian Xing.

The score has risen to 40 points, but Jian Xing still hasn't appeared.

The only player with 40 points was a teammate from China, and then the gold medalist stopped here abruptly.

what's the situation……

Cheng Xinglin didn't understand at all - why didn't he see Jian Xing's name? ?Was it overlooked, or wasn't there in the first place? ?

Jianxing doesn't have a bronze medal? ?impossible?

Cheng Xinglin wondered if he had missed it, but he looked over the crowd to Jian Xing who was sitting at the front, and his heart sank instantly.

The contestants wore the same jacket, and now, other contestants had lanyards of different colors around their necks.

Only Jian Xing, nothing.

He really didn't win.

Cheng Xinglin's heart was throbbing - it doesn't matter if he confesses or not, the key is, what should Jian Xing do...

"Perhaps everyone has noticed." When Cheng Xing was staring at Jian Xing's back, the representative of the organizer walked up to the front stage again.

Standing behind the microphone, the organizer's representative smiled all over his face: "This time, we have not announced the ranking of one contestant."

Cheng Xinglin suddenly looked at the sponsor representative.

"According to the usual practice, we save all the good things until the end." The representative of the organizer smiled, "When I said this sentence, I believe everyone understood. Yes, we have another perfect score winner."

"Just like in 2020, this year's full score winner is also from China—Xingjian, congratulations!"

·

Full marks...

Full marks? ? ?

Really got a perfect score on IMO? ?

Cheng Xinglin's brain couldn't handle such a huge amount of information for a while, he didn't hear the representative of the organizer invite Jian Xing to the stage, and he didn't see the big cow in the mathematics world hang up a medal for Jian Xing.

It wasn't until Jane walked in front of the microphone that Cheng Xinglin's sanity returned.

He saw that Jian Xing was wearing a jacket with an extraordinary bearing.

Standing in front of the microphone, he is so handsome.

"I don't know what to say." Jian Xing smiled, "Why don't I croak to everyone?"

The whole audience roared with laughter—this "croak" stalk came from the 2020 io full-score winner. He "croaked" at the end of his speech, which was very cute.

"However, I still don't give this precious opportunity to 'Quak', because I do have a lot to say."

"Getting this full score is very meaningful to me. It not only means that I have achieved the results I want in the math competition, but also means that I can finally say something important to important people."

Hanging a gold medal and holding flowers, Jian Xing stood on the podium that marked the highest level in the field of mathematics competition for high school students in the world, and turned his eyes to Cheng Xinglin who was in the audience.

"I want to ask you a question."

"Would you like me, from now until the end of our lives."

"If you agree, I will give you ten more confessions." To make up, I rejected you once, and I almost lost you.

The lights enveloped him blinding him like a god.

However, the way he looked at Cheng Xinglin was as gentle and focused as every time he looked at Cheng Xinglin.

Cheng Xinglin looked at the serious gaze, and slowly let go of his palm under everyone's gaze.

In his palm, a piece of paper that was about to be soaked in sweat was crumpled into a ball.

He opened the crumpled ball.

Hold it high and show it to Jian Xing.

In an instant, Jian Xing smiled.

It said on the note.

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