"You came?"
Lin Shirou was not frightened by Jiang Chen's sudden voice, but turned her head.
Looking at the aqua blue school uniform Jiang Chen was wearing, she was slightly surprised: "What are you doing wearing a school uniform?"
Jiang Chen looked at Lin Shirou's old school uniform and said with a smile, "Students should behave like students, right? Teacher Lin."
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They were the only two people in the entire cafe wearing school uniforms, and coupled with their good looks, they formed a beautiful scenery in the cafe.
"This... you just feel comfortable."
Lin Shirou moved a seat for him and motioned for him to sit next to her. She pointed at the big questions on the paper with her pen. A strand of hair hung down from her ears like a willow.
"I don't quite understand this question. You said to use proof by contradiction...can you explain it in detail?"
Jiang Chen came to her side and started to lecture her.
In fact, this big inequality question is not that difficult. As long as you think of the method of proof by contradiction, it can be easily solved.
After Jiang Chen nudged it a little, Lin Shirou understood the logic and nodded.
"It turns out it's that simple..."
She looked at Jiang Chen with curiosity in her eyes.
"How did you come up with the idea?"
"Hmm... I guess it's intuitive." Jiang Chen scratched his head, he really couldn't explain it.
Just...because it should be done, so do it.
No reason is needed.
Lin Shirou was not surprised when she heard this answer.
Mathematics is the crystallization of human wisdom for thousands of years, and it can be said to be the most talented subject.
Geniuses, talents, ordinary people, and mediocre people may not be far apart in other subjects, but in mathematics, the gap between people is like a cloud.
Jiang Chen's innate intuition made her envious, but she also understood that this thing was a gift and could not be forced.
"You are still better." Lin Shirou wrote the answer and said to the boy next to her.
Jiang Chen said: "Aren't you pretty good at math?"
He clearly remembered that the score of the person next to him was only one point different from the first place.
"No, in fact, you have always misunderstood me. My grades are as good as you imagined. In terms of ranking in the school, I am only in the 40s or 50s, barely above the 600 mark."
Lin Shirou said frankly.
Jiang Chen was stunned.
Wait, Lin Shirou only passed 600 points?
He was in a daze for a moment.
Does that mean that Lin Shirou's score increased by more than 70 points in her senior year of high school?
Improving your grades is always easier first and then harder. The difficulty from 600 to 670 is higher than from 200 to 500.
"That's why I'm surprised that you still need my tutoring despite your excellent academic performance."
Listening to Lin Shirou's words, Jiang Chen was a little embarrassed.
He took Lin Shirou's college entrance examination results for granted as his usual simulated results.
No wonder he never saw Lin Shirou in the first examination room...
When he got excellent grades, Lin Shirou had not yet made a name for himself. When he became addicted to surfing the Internet and his grades were lowered, Lin Shirou had already established a firm foothold in the first examination room.
And in the end, she still ranked second in the school.
But it doesn't matter whether Lin Shirou's grades are good or not, even if she is ranked last, Jiang Chen will find a way to ask her to tutor him.
So he said: "It doesn't matter, all three of us will have my teacher, not to mention your Chinese is much better than mine."
Lin Shirou shook her head: "It's not much better. Maybe it's because I have a little advantage in memory subjects like Chinese."
"This is called complementarity. Look at the teachers in our school. Maybe they can't score 500 points in the college entrance examination. Why don't they still become teachers for us?"
Jiang Chen vaguely remembered that Tan Xinrong was a teacher's college student who graduated in 1997. In the past, he could even get the combinations of A and C wrong.
"Jiang Chen, actually I'm really curious sometimes."
Lin Shirou looked at the washed blue school uniform he was wearing, which was the same as her own, and said softly.
"Obviously you are eloquent and know how to take care of people's emotions, so why are your Chinese scores so bad?"
In Lin Shirou's view, there is no secret in Chinese language. As long as you can guess the questioner's mind, you won't get a low score.
"That may be because I only take care of the emotions of the people I care about. If I don't care, I don't bother to guess."
Jiang Chen thought for a while and said: "I am so tired from studying every day, who would cater to someone who doesn't care."
Lin Shirou was silent for a moment: "Let's start studying."
She took back the math paper she was working on, took out the Chinese textbook, and patiently advised:
"Jiang Chen, I hope you understand that under the current social evaluation system, the college entrance examination determines our future."
“Even if you don’t like Chinese, you must study hard and try not to hold yourself back in Chinese.”
Jiang Chen understood her good intentions and said with a smile: "I am 100% confident that under Teacher Lin's tireless teachings, my Chinese scores will definitely skyrocket."
"Thank you for your trust, let's get started."
Lin Shirou began to recite ancient prose to him softly like last time.
Jiang Chen's heart felt calm and he stopped joking.
The two began to study together.
From time to time, he would raise his questions about a certain verse.
Lin Shirou would answer patiently and try to make Jiang Chen understand the meaning and emotion contained in the ancient text.
The plane trees outside the house rustled in the wind, echoing the gentle chanting of the girl inside.
When the waiter next to them passed by the two of them carrying coffee cups and small desserts, he would also stand on tiptoes, trying to make his footsteps softer.
The afternoon was passed bit by bit like this.
"...the guests were happy and laughed, washing the dishes and drinking more. The food cores were all gone, and the cups and plates were in a mess. The faces and pillows were scattered in the boat, and they didn't know how white the east was."
Lin Shirou slowly finished reading the last sentence of "Red Cliff Ode" and closed the book.
"That's it. Aren't we going to buy groceries later? Let's go early."
Jiang Chen reluctantly opened his eyes.
It was a pleasure to listen to her reciting, but it was a bit uncomfortable to stop it all of a sudden.
"now go?"
"Well, I don't know if there will be any good food if we go again in the afternoon."
"You can go to the fresh food market to buy it." Jiang Chen thought for a while and said.
"It's too expensive." Lin Shirou shook her head.
"Didn't you say you want good food? In my understanding, good food must be fresh, and it should be more expensive. I want to eat something good."
Lin Shirou wanted to refuse, but when she heard the next sentence, she stopped refusing and nodded.
Jiang Chen pointed to the bathroom: "I'm going to use the bathroom."
"Go ahead."
Seeing him leaving, Lin Shirou took out a small wallet from her school uniform pocket.
Most of the money inside was coins, ranging from one dollar to fifty cents, and the largest denomination was a twenty yuan note.
Lin's mother never gave her pocket money, which she saved from working part-time jobs.
"If you want to go to the fresh food market...the money may not be enough..."
Lin Shirou felt a little headache as she counted the money inside.
Although the vegetables in the fresh market are guaranteed to be fresh, the prices are much higher than those from street vendors.
This time she wanted to give Jiang Chen two meat dishes and one vegetable dish.
But if Jiang Chen proposed to go to the fresh food market... then he would have to spend all his money.
Lin Shirou took out the twenty yuan left by Jiang Chen from the lining of her school uniform.
The three small words "you're welcome" are clearly visible.
Whether she was going to get food or buy stationery, even if she was in need of food money on Saturday, Lin Shirou didn't move.
She always puts it in the most caring place.
There were many twenty-dollar bills, but this one was unique to her.
After much hesitation, she folded the note and stuffed it into her wallet.
His smile is more important than his own happiness.
