Genius Girlfriend

Jiang Yubai took a copy of "Selected Songs" from the shelf.

He opened the book and asked casually: "Is the president's job going well?"

"Fortunately, it went well," Lin Zhixia lowered her head and looked at the booklet in his hand. "Have you received the letter I sent you last month?"

"Received." Jiang Yubai replied honestly.

In the middle of last month, Jiang Yubai received Lin Zhixia's first letter.

She expressed sincere friendship in the letter. Her handwriting is neat and beautiful. She also contained two photos of sweet-scented osmanthus trees in the envelope. The back of the photos read "Lin Zhixia gifted to Jiang Yubai".

Jiang Yubai treasured this letter. He embeds the photos in the frame and puts the frame on the bedside table.

And now, Lin Zhixia raised her head and looked at him intently: "Why didn't you write me a reply?"

Jiang Yubai whispered: "I..."

Can't write it.

He often video chats with Lin Zhixia qq, but he never mentions writing letters. He has written many times, always dissatisfied, and threw away a waste paper basket.

Lin Zhixia was closer to him: "Is it a bit boring to exchange letters?"

"It's not boring," Jiang Yubai insisted, "it's interesting."

Lin Zhixia had some doubts. Her bushy eyelashes blinked, and tentatively said: "In the two years of the second and third grades, when you wrote me a daily report, you clearly wrote it smoothly."

Jiang Yubai explained: "A letter is not the same as a report. The words in the letter must have feelings."

Seeing him so serious, Lin Zhixia couldn't help teasing him: "You didn't reply to me because you have no feelings for me?"

The book in Jiang Yubai's hand fell to the ground. He bent down and picked up the book, his voice lowered: "How could it?"

He stood up straight and said, "You are my only best friend."

Without squinting his eyes, he narrated the facts calmly: "I have written more than a dozen draft versions."

Lin Zhixia's heartbeat rang wildly in her mind. She had to step back some distance and stand further. She grabbed a copy of "Selected Tang Poems", held the book in her hands, and turned to face the door... Until then, the red tide on her face finally showed signs of abating.

Jiang Yubai wrote a work report, never procrastinated, always making quick decisions. His writing speed is also very fast. When he was nine years old, he used to meditate for half an hour for an 800-word review. However, since then, he has never encountered a similar predicament again.

When he wrote to Lin Zhixia, he would type dozens of drafts?

Lin Zhixia settled down and said: "I want your reply, no matter what you write."

Jiang Yubai asked back: "Are you sure?"

Lin Zhixia nodded: "Of course."

Jiang Yubai unzipped his schoolbag, took out an unsent letter from it, and delivered it to Lin Zhixia in person.

Jiang Yubai never expected that Lin Zhixia would open the letter in front of him. She did not shy away from reading aloud: "Lin Lin Lin Lin Zhi Xia, I am Jiang Yubai. I haven't seen you in a month, how have you been recently..."

There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the classroom, and Jiang Yubai immediately stopped Lin Zhixia: "Don't read it, don't let other people hear it."

Lin Zhixia quietly read the last sentence of this letter: "I wish Lin Zhixia always healthy and happy, and go further and further on the road of pursuing the truth..."

She bounced and greeted him: "I really like this letter! Don't write a draft in the future, just write whatever you think of, and then send the letter to me. I want to see your handwriting."

Just as Jiang Yubai said the word "good", two people walked into the small classroom-one was Duan Qiyan and the other was Shen Shixuan.

Many students in the first grade (27) class have joined the classical literature club. According to the rules of the Classical Literature Club, the president must be the person who is best at "Flying Flower Order" in the whole society. Any member can challenge the president, whoever can challenge successfully will be the next president.

Today, Duan Qiyan came to the school precisely to defeat Lin Zhixia.

The club activities will last from 1:30 pm to 3:30 pm. Duan Qiyan entered the door ten minutes early and unexpectedly ran into Jiang Yubai.

At this moment, Duan Qiyan lost his fighting spirit. He rushed over in three steps and two steps, shouting: "Jiang Yubai?"

Jiang Yubai chose a seat and sat down calmly. He looked at Duan Qiyan and said his name: "Duan Qiyan."

Shen Jianxuan, who was standing on the side, smiled vaguely. And Duan Qiyan is still questioning Jiang Yubai: "Hey, how are you in Beijing?"

Jiang Yubai said nothing. He took out a few boxes of Beijing specialty cakes from his schoolbag and distributed them to Shen Jixuan, Duan Qiyan, and Lin Zhixia. The strawberry-filled pastries belong to Lin Zhixia alone.

Duan Qiyan just felt very hungry. He opened the wrapping paper of his box of snacks, swallowed a piece, and choked in his throat. He coughed several times, and Shen Jixuan quickly took out a water glass.

Duan Qiyan lowered his head and drank a big sip of water. After a while, he suddenly reacted: "Hey, Shen Shixuan, how can I drink the water in your glass?"

Shen Jixuan leaned back on the chair and said slowly: "You have drunk it, what else can you do? If you didn't have my glass of water, you would have been choked by a snack. I didn't say you, you have never seen it. Is it a good thing? Jiang Yubai gave you a box of dim sum. You ate like a starving ghost."

Duan Qiyan blushed: "Fuck you, what a starving ghost."

The number of people in the classroom gradually increased, and Duan Qiyan did not dare to argue with Shen Shixuan. He is a classmate of Lin Zhixia, so he can't break Lin Zhixia's place during the club activities, regardless of the friendship of his classmates.

Today is October 7th, the last day of the National Day holiday. Almost all members of the Classical Literature Club have arrived. Lin Zhixia is very pleased. She stood in the front of the classroom, and the two vice presidents stood upright behind her, like her guardians of the right and left.

Lin Zhixia said: "Thank you everyone for participating in this club activity. Last Wednesday, we recruited two new members. They are Shen Jixuan and Duan Qiyan from the first grade (27) class! Everyone welcomes applause!"

She fell behind and the members applauded.

Duan Qiyan stood up and responded to the applause of everyone: "I am Duan Qiyan, your next president."

Most of the members of the Classical Literature Club were speechless, and a small number began to whisper. Duan Qiyan did not show his timidity.

Prior to this, Duan Qiyan and Shen Jixuan played Feihualing a dozen times, and Shen Jixuan always lost miserably. Shen Jixuan also said that Lin Zhixia was at the same level as him. He suggested that Duan Qiyan challenge Lin Zhixia to occupy the territory of the Classical Literature Club.

Duan Qiyan agreed.

The deputy director of the Classical Literature Club is a senior in the second year. The senior sighed lightly and said loudly: "The first rule of the Classical Literature Club, challenging the president, will take effect immediately."

Lin Zhixia clapped her hands and cheered: "Effect immediately!"

Jiang Yubai raised his hand and asked: "Are you going to play Flying Flower Order?"

"Yes." Lin Zhixia nodded.

Jiang Yubai asked again: "Do you need a referee?"

Lin Zhixia made a "please" gesture: "Jiang Yubai, please come and help us time."

Jiang Yubai wore an expensive watch. The brand of this watch is piagetsa, made in Switzerland, but Duan Qiyan doesn't know the goods. There is no wall clock in this classroom. Jiang Yubai took off his watch and used it as a timer. Duan Qiyan also questioned him: "Your watch is not like an electronic watch, are you allowed?"

Shen Jixuan sat in the first row. Shen Jixuan glanced at the watch and sneered: "Duan Qiyan, you really haven't seen anything good."

Duan Qiyan is very strange. Why is Shen Shixuan always picking his thorns today? Do you think he is a bully? He was about to attack, Lin Zhixia stopped him: "The game has started, you can choose Feihualing's character."

Duan Qiyan was shocked: "I will choose the word? Are you afraid of losing?"

Lin Zhixia said calmly: "It's okay, you can choose."

Duan Qiyan raided poems related to the word "month" last night, and he has an extremely rich cultural reserve. So he suggested: "Let's talk about the poems related to the word'月'. You and I take turns to say a verse with the word'月'. There is only 30 seconds to consider. If it exceeds one second, it will lose. "

"Okay." Lin Zhixia calmly challenged.

Duan Qiyan didn't know that many members of the Classical Literature Club liked to watch Lin Zhixia compete with others. Because Lin Zhixia basically won't lose, watching the game from her perspective will always feel the joy of victory.

The classroom fell into a brief silence-this was the prelude to a big battle. Duan Qiyan folded his arms and made the first move: "Raise your head to look at the bright moon, and bow your head to think about your hometown."

Lin Zhixia faced Jiang Yubai, and said: "The moon is born on the sea, and the world is at this time."

She looked at Jiang Yubai, that ancient poem seemed to be said to him.

Duan Qiyan didn't notice that Lin Zhixia was still searching for his artistic conception. Duan Qiyan shouted with confidence: "The wild sky and the low trees, Jiang Qingyue is near."

Lin Zhixia said: "Leaving people silently, the moon is silent, the bright moon is bright, and people are sentimental... Li Zhi in the Tang Dynasty, the poem titled "Leave a Bright Moon Night"

At this time, Duan Qiyan was a little nervous. Shen Jixuan once told Duan Qiyan that Lin Zhixia would not play Feihualing. Duan Qiyan felt that Shen Shixuan would not cheat him. He has no holidays with Shen Jixuan, he only has enemies with Jin Baihui. Unless Shen Jixuan... has a crush on Jin Baihui, otherwise Shen Jixuan has no reason to make Duan Qiyan embarrassed in the public.

After thinking about it this way, Duan Qiyan was relieved.

Jiang Yubai reminded: "Duan Qiyan, you still have five seconds to think."

Duan Qiyan hurriedly said: "Poorly on the third night of September, the dew looks like a pearl and a bow."

Lin Zhixia still looked at Jiang Yubai: "East Boat and Xifang were silent, but Jiang Xin Qiuyuebai was seen."

Jiang Yubai knew that this poem originated from Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing", but Lin Zhixia never looked away from him. She also emphasized the words "Jiang" and "Bai".

Jiang Yubai suspected that all of her previous poems were told to him. He held the watch and continued to keep time, but Duan Qiyan finally suffocated one sentence: "The willow head is on the moon, and people see after dusk."

The vice president immediately came forward and said: "No, Duan Qiyan, you are not right, it should be'willow head on the moon, people will meet in the dusk.'"

Duan Qiyan was quick to speak and pronounced a word incorrectly. But he has no chance to go back, because in the "Flying Flower Order" game, once one party makes a mistake, the game ends. Duan Qiyan failed the challenge and ran back to Shen Jianxuan's side.

Lin Zhixia once again kept her position as president.

She carried out this club activity according to the plan. She divided the members into several groups according to their seats, and then played word games in the form of groups, such as "Poetry Solitaire", "Picture Guessing Poems", and "Quick Answers of Historical Allusions". The atmosphere in the class quickly became lively, and two hours passed in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Yubai and Shen Jixuan were in the same group, and both of them were very happy. When parting, Shen Jixuan asked Jiang Yubai: "Are your new high school classmates more interesting than us?"

"It's hard to tell," Jiang Yubai described, "half of my new high school classmates can't speak Chinese."

Shen Jixuan shrugged: "Then you can't play word games with them."

Jiang Yubai said honestly: "The classmates sitting in the front row of me often play with letters to spell words."

Shen Jixuan sneered: "That's something that nerds like."

Jiang Yubai asked back: "Are you a nerd?"

"How could I be a nerd?" Shen Jixuan replied very confidently.

Jiang Yubai asked casually: "How many pull-ups can you do now? Have you reached a perfect score for one kilometer?"

Shen Jixuan picked up his schoolbag and walked forward, Lin Zhixia's laughter rang behind him. Lin Zhixia and Jiang Yubai walked side by side. She told Jiang Yubai frankly: "I can't get a full mark in the 800 meters."

"It's okay," Jiang Yubai encouraged her, "You insist on exercising and improve your physical fitness. Don't care about the 800-meter score."

After all, Lin Zhixia is destined to be recommended to a top university. She won the medal of the math competition. It is trivial to have a full score of 800 meters.

Lin Zhixia said, "I will still try it."

She stood in front of the school gate of Provincial No. 1 Middle School, forced her composure, and said goodbye to Jiang Yubai: "Goodbye during winter vacation, Jiang Yubai."

The nearby students came and went, and the traffic on the road was endless. In such a noisy environment, Lin Zhixia's sadness was diluted. She waved at Jiang Yubai, Jiang Yubai just looked at her silently.

After a long while, Jiang Yubai opened the door of the car and said unhurriedly: "See you in winter vacation, Lin Lin Lin Lin Lin Zhi Xia."

"Yeah!" Lin Zhixia agreed.

Jiang Yubai closed the car door. There is his luggage in the trunk of the car. He has to go directly to the airport, catch the plane at 6 o'clock in the evening, arrive in Beijing tonight, and continue to school tomorrow morning.

Just like the last time we parted, Jiang Yubai sat beside the car window and looked back at Lin Zhixia. She still stood in place, watching him leave by car.

After returning to Beijing, Jiang Yubai signed up for the North American Economics Challenge. This competition is divided into "low difficulty group" and "high difficulty group".

It stands to reason that with Jiang Yubai's course level, he should choose the "low difficulty group", but he insisted on signing up for the "high difficulty group". Even if the teacher said that he would face a very big challenge when he went to the "high-difficulty group", and he might not even get any rankings, his belief has not been shaken.

In Jiang Yubai's class, besides him, there are only ten students.

Jiang Yubai observed the daily learning status of these ten people. Finally, he invited a Korean classmate named Song Yunxi to team up with him to participate in the North American Economics Challenge.

Song Yunxi’s mother is Chinese and his father is Korean. He holds a South Korean passport and speaks poorly in Chinese. Jiang Yubai usually communicates with him in English.

Song Yunxi’s mother is a well-known lawyer specializing in international lawsuits, and his father is an entrepreneur in a certain area of ​​South Korea. Both his parents have high hopes for him. He is usually very cruel to himself and often studies desperately. He and Jiang Yubai hit it off instantly, and both decided to bravely rush to the difficult group of the challenge.

The North American Economics Challenge requires each team to include four students. Jiang Yubai and Song Yunxi discussed for a few days, and then went to find a higher grade senior to form a team. They successfully persuaded two seniors with excellent grades-both seniors are Chinese, and they have experience in last year's challenge.

Jiang Yubai finished a series of preparations before telling Lin Zhixia of his progress.

It was an early winter evening, the weather was cold and the room was warm. Lin Zhixia and Jiang Yubai are in a QQ video chat. Jiang Yubai mentioned his plans and learning progress. Lin Zhixia seems to be happier than him.

She said: "Great. There is a live broadcast of that game. When you enter the finals of the North American division, I can sit in front of the computer and watch you pass the game."

Jiang Yubai replied calmly: "The key is to participate, I may not be able to enter the North American Finals."

Lin Zhixia insisted: "I believe you, no matter where you go, I think you are the champion."

Then, she said: "Jiang Yubai, I am preparing a new paper in computer science. I have been writing it for a long time, and I am still waiting for a professor's comments. The winter vacation is coming, and I want to post a second paper. "

Jiang Yubai was very happy for her: "Last time it was physics, this time it was computer..."

Lin Zhixia began to learn from him: "The focus is on participation, I may not be able to pass the draft."

Jiang Yubai was full of confidence in her: "You can. Even if you can't pass the draft, you can change it. I'm sure that article is a new planet you captured."