I have a date with math

Thursday, May 2019, 3, sunny.

Countdown to the college entrance examination, 78 days.

I, Longyu.As a quasi-high school examinee and a former representative of the mathematics department, he failed the mathematics test in both mock exams.

At 12 o'clock in the morning, I clicked on Yuantiku, and saw the "78" on the cover countdown to "77", and my mind went blank.

Press the power off button to turn off the screen of the mobile phone, arrange the mathematical materials on the desk, and open them casually. It is an explanation of the split term cancellation and misplaced subtraction of the sequence. The next few pages of the explanation are followed by exercises.

Many of the mathematics materials I bought in high spirits when I was in the first year of high school are still brand new.

I am a student living in school, and the school dormitory is a four-person room, but due to some reasons, such as not being divided into arts and sciences, and my roommate dropped out of school, now I am the only one living with another roommate.

And my roommate took a few days off to go to the hospital to see a doctor, and I was the only one in the dormitory tonight.

"Split item cancellation method summation is to split each item in the sequence into two or more items, so that these split items cancel each other out regularly, so... Wo Ri, it's really a big headache."

My scalp was numb, I pushed the book aside, and looked at the ceiling in despair.

The lights in the dormitory have been turned off. Opposite the window is the girls' dormitory, and there are still many people struggling with lamps on.

With a long sigh, I... clicked on the phone's King of Glory.

Before it was too late, a hand stretched out and snatched my phone! !

My first reaction was that someone sneaked into our dormitory!But he didn't make a sound!The point is how could he have the key to our dormitory?Could it be the dormitory aunt or the supervision director?

I raised my head abruptly, and a handsome guy in a white shirt and black trousers smiled at me instead of a school uniform: "Hey! Study hard!"

"Fuck? Who are you? Where did you come out?" My face darkened, and I snatched my phone back.

"My Chinese name is Mathematics, and my English name is Math." The handsome guy gave me a wink.

"Could it be—a ghost...? We have no grievances or enmities, why did you come to harm me?" My face was pale, and the hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

Because of the high pressure of study in our school, several people jump off the building every year. I am not surprised by jumping off the building, but this is the first time I have heard of the haunted dormitory.

The handsome guy frowned, leaned in front of me, and pinched his face: "Have you ever seen such a handsome ghost? Look at my little face, how rosy, aren't all ghosts pale? Besides, the vicious ones are all female. Ghost, old man, what can I do with you?"

I nodded and said, "That makes sense, it doesn't look like a ghost."

"So, I'm not a ghost, I'm mathematics, which is the mathematics you learn," the handsome guy crackled and explained, "I came to see you in the form of a human to help you, a lost lamb."

I forced a smile on his face, then dialed Lao Ban and habitually turned on the speakerphone:

"Hey, old class, I'm Long Yu. Excuse me, I seem to have hallucinations from my studies, can I ask for leave to go to the hospital tomorrow?"

The "Mathematics" next to me turned black, and "pia—" sent my phone flying out.

The old class scolded me a few times on the other end of the phone, saying that I just wanted to sneak out and play, and told me that I was about to take the college entrance examination, take it easy—beep beep—she hung up the phone.

"Mathematics" pinched my chin and looked at me, with a blackened and provocative smile on his face: "Tonight I will let you know that I am mathematics, not an illusion!"

I trembled.

——So he spent 10 minutes explaining to me, and supervised me to do the questions for 10 minutes, and taught me split term cancellation and dislocation subtraction.