Jinx looked at Charles suspiciously, and then slowly shifted his gaze to this thick math notebook. The kraft paper cover and the footer of the inner pages have already appeared extremely conspicuous wear marks, which shows that it is indeed some years old. Yes, open the cover, the title page is the string of handwriting that is very familiar to her, Charles Xavier, pen strokes, light blue ink, this series of English is connected like a graceful girl, with long hair like beach waves long hair.

It's just that when you turn over the title page, the content recorded inside is not so romantic.

She saw a triangle first, and that triangle seemed to have a holy light, which made her almost unable to open her eyes. Next to it was a pile of notes written in such a romantic font. Under the influence of the triangle, it looked like the girl holding Holding a javelin, he seemed to say murderously: "If you don't understand, I will shoot you to death."

Jinx snapped his notebook shut again.

Closing the notebook, as if she had escaped from the attack of interstellar pirates who were stronger than her, she exhaled, and then heard a soft laugh from Charles beside her.

She turned her head to look at Charles. Charles had lowered his head and opened the page of the notebook. From her perspective, he could still see a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Here, come on, take a look." He pointed to the triangle on the first page, and Jinx moved his gaze from his face to the math notebook that made her feel unspeakably afraid, but This time, I don’t know if it’s because there is a slender finger on the pages full of boring graphics and notes, but it looks much more pleasing to the eye. She blinked and looked at the fingertips of the finger pointing That triangle, then pointing to the note next to it, the paper talisman made a slight rubbing sound that was difficult for human ears to catch on the paper, and Jinx felt the feeling of being touched by the tip of Sparrow's tail again, which made her The roots of the hair seemed to be frightened, and they exploded from the pores, and the whole body was numb as if it had been shocked by a jellyfish.

"This is a proof question. We can use the doubling method to extend the short side of this question, and it can be connected with the three-line union theorem of an isosceles triangle..." Charles began to explain this question to her, and Jinx's gaze She followed his hand, and finally, that hand stopped, and she heard Charles ask her, "Do you understand?"

She looked up at Charles, the broken hair drooped from the corner of his eyes, and two shadows were reflected in his blue pupils, making the smile in his eyes a little blurred, even a little deep.

Jinx nodded: "Understood." Just after she finished speaking, she was stunned again, "Do I understand?"

Charles smiled. He drew a triangle on the last few blank pages of the notebook, marked the numbers of the three corners and two waists, and said: "AC bisects the angle BAD, CD is equal to CB, and AB is greater than AD. Prove Angle B plus angle ADC equals 180 degrees."

The auxiliary line of the triangle proof problem is actually the content of elementary school mathematics, but the deep spring galaxy did not pay much attention to cultural courses, and Jinx's brain condition is not suitable for in-depth study of mathematics, so her impression of mathematics is still in the Regarding the linear equation in two variables, what Charles said just now, she always felt as if she had fully understood it, but felt strange.

Did she really understand it?

She held the gel pen, and the tip of the pen stayed on the paper for a few seconds before finally drawing an auxiliary line under the triangle. She was a little hesitant at the beginning of writing, but at the end of the stage, she was already very straightforward.After drawing this auxiliary line, Charles raised the corners of his mouth high, while she opened her eyes slightly. After stopping the pen, she suddenly looked up at Charles.

Charles nodded to her, and he brushed the two locks of hair that she hated at the corners of his eyes behind his ears, and the blue in his eyes became clear again, like a sea with dolphins jumping into the waves under a clear sky.

Jinx suppressed the ecstasy in her heart, and she began to write the content of the proof next to the triangle with the auxiliary line drawn. Her writing speed was very fast, and those contents that were originally extremely obscure to her now seemed to be people who had run away and reunited. Like an old friend, she jumped out of her pen with great familiarity, leaving a string of rounded characters on the blank page that was different from Charles' romantic cursive.

Charles smiled and watched her bury her head in writing the triangle proof, and looked at the chubby English characters in her pen. He felt like a little octopus jumping out of the flat paper with its chubby eyes open. He felt that his own The idea was funny, so I just shook my head with a smile.

As Apocalypse said, the blue-ringed octopus is the most perfect race in the entire interstellar, born with powerful power and a clever mind, omniscient and omnipotent.

If it wasn't for him, what she had would be much more than what she has now.

Jinx quickly finished solving the triangle proof problem, and then turned to the front of the notebook to look at it. Charles said that this notebook was some mathematical experience when he was studying for a doctorate in mathematics, but it was actually not that difficult. They are all classic questions of difficulty in junior middle schools or senior middle schools. They are not so much a doctoral student's mathematics experience, but a doctoral student's middle school mathematics teaching plan.

Charles wrote every knowledge point and every sample question in detail, and Jinx read it very smoothly. At this time, she felt that every geometric figure in this notebook, every unknown number X, emitted a holy light It seems that it has been softened and it is not dazzling, but it feels warm.

And her brain, which rang the alarm every six seconds, didn't feel any pain.

As if she had lifted the ban for the first time, she flipped through each page quickly, firmly imprinting the content in her mind, and those rigid words jumped in her mind as if they had been given life and imagination.

In her mind, there is a curly-haired young Charles in a red and yellow tights. He holds a sign above his head. On it is a rather complicated conic section problem. Answer, Charles teenager gave her a thumbs up, and then bounced and disappeared.

Then there's the long-haired middle-aged Charles in a wheelchair, wearing a white T-shirt and a gray slim-fit blazer, which Jinx once saw him wearing in class, and she felt Charles at that time This kind of waist-showing clothes is very suitable, and Charles in his head seemed to know what she was thinking, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "Hey, come to your senses, don't think about those things, come on, tell me this question s answer."

He picked up a beat from the side of the wheelchair and put it on his lap. It was a linear algebra problem, and Jinx gave the answer in three seconds.

He smiled, threw the sign aside, and said, "Then I will wear this dress tomorrow?"

Jinx immediately applauded in support.

When Jinx finished the eighth question of the eighteen hells, it was already night at Xavier School. The night wind blew into the house from the open window, and lifted the corner of the curtain beside the bed, and he would also sit at the desk The hair on her forehead was brushed back gently, she put down the pen, leaned against the back of the chair behind her, stretched her waist, and then saw the wind chimes jingling and shaking on the window frame.

She stared at the string of wind chimes for a long time before standing up, supporting the desk surface with one hand, and dialing the string of small bells hanging at the bottom with the other.

Ding ding dong, ding ding dong, the wind chime made a hasty protest sound like a child being blessed. She was excited to play, and then looked up, and found that there was a string of words written on the white streamer hanging down with the bell. small words.

She stood on tiptoe, clamped the streamer with her index finger and middle finger, tilted her head, and finally saw the line clearly.

give yourself a gift.

Charles Xavier.

The writing is immature, far less romantic and colorful than Charles's now, but if you look closely, you can still see some similar shadows, it should be written by Charles when he was a child.

give yourself a gift.

Did he make this string of wind chimes himself?

In Jinx's mind, the childhood Charles in bib shorts sat on the carpet in this room, his head buried in his handiwork.

She rubbed the curly hair of Charles when she was a child, and the child looked up at her, with round blue eyes more charming than the Caribbean.

She looked at the child blankly and said: "It is known that the triangle ABC is an isosceles right triangle, the angle BAC is equal to 90 degrees, the BD scoring angle ABC intersects AC at point D, CE perpendicular to BD, intersects the extension line of BD at point E, to prove: BD is equal to twice CE."

The half-pasted paper shell in the child's hand fell to the ground, and he said tearfully, "I don't know."

Jinx was taken aback by her own imagination. She blinked, looked at the white ribbon again, thought for a while, and picked up the gel pen on the table. Next to that line, another line was added: I discovered it.In the end, she drew a small skull, and carefully drew eight tentacles with fangs and claws under the skull.

Because of the peculiar posture and the floating ribbon, her lines of writing are crooked, but the skeleton octopus is drawn very standard.

After she finished drawing the little octopus, she let go of the string of wind chimes, and crossed over the desk with her whole work body, folded her hands on the window frame, rested her chin on her arms, and looked at the water lily pond downstairs.

The outdoor lights were dim, and she could only see swarms of mosquitoes scurrying like sardines under the dim light. The underwater lights were not turned on in the water lily pond, and there was no Charles by the pool.

She let out a breath, and was about to get up straight and turn off the light to go to sleep, but saw a familiar figure sitting in a wheelchair in the hallway, slowly coming to the water lily pond, holding a faintly glowing object in his hand, He looked intently, then raised his head when he was under Jinx's window, and was looking at Jinx by the window.

Although the outdoor lights were only bright enough to see the mosquitoes clearly, Jinx could still see the smile in his eyes.

At the same time, a text message rang suddenly on her mobile phone.

Charles, who was sitting under her window, waved the shiny thing in his hand to her.

That's a cell phone.

In the era when smartphones were common, what Charles had in his hand was a Motorola button phone. The old principal of Midtown High School had the same model. When he dialed a number on the phone, a female voice would say the number in a straight voice. And when there is a call, the female voice will also speak slowly and loudly: "876520***** is calling."

Jinx thinks this phone is super cool, so cool, she wants to change it to this phone, but Michael and Pietro brutally reject it.

And Charles has the phone.

Dear people, of course you want to use such a cool phone!

At this time, she heard another text message ringing from her mobile phone.

She took the phone in her hand, slid it to unlock it, and found that it was a text message from two unfamiliar numbers.

"What level of hell have you been to?"

"There is no math test tomorrow, so you can sleep well."

The corners of Jinx's mouth raised slightly uncontrollably. She looked up at Charles under the window, and suddenly remembered the Capulet Garden at night in "Romeo and Juliet". Juliet and Romeo were separated by two floors. Whisper it under the cover of night and nightingales.

Her fingers moved quickly on the keys, sending out a message:

"I'm going to say goodnight to you till morning."

And she waited for 10 minutes before finally getting a reply from the other party:

"May sleep close your eyes."

The author has something to say: "I want to say good night to you till dawn."

"May sleep close your eyes."

—From the line in the Garden of Capulet, Act II, Scene [-], of Romeo and Juliet.

Congcong is a math scumbag, don’t expect me to be able to write advanced math questions, you see, there is only an auxiliary line to write the question, or copy it, because at least I can understand it, other conic sections are called conic sections, and linear algebra is It's called linear algebra, what can I do, I'm also desperate, I don't know who hurt my brain when I was a child, made me sleepy after reading math for more than six seconds.

The reason why Jin Mei waited 10 minutes to receive the text message from the professor is because the professor is not used to using a mobile phone, even if it is an elderly phone, he has been messing with it for a long time, um.

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small theater:

Charles: Henry, I want a mobile phone.

Henry: ...Oh, yes.

Charles: It seems that it is different from Jin... young people use it?

Henry: The mobile phone is an advanced magic, you can only use this now, when the level rises, it will become a smart phone.

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