Super Boy Reborn

Qin Yun did not write another note to Xia Ruxuan, and spent the whole morning sorting out the concept of functions. She also used the function test paper for making up lessons from Zhou Xiangdong, and spent time writing out the procedures for the questions that only had answers.

When school was over in the morning, they all handed it over to Xia Ruxuan. Qin Yun clearly caught the stunned look on Xia Ruxuan's face, and then a wide smile.

She had never seen Xia Ruxuan laugh before. This was almost the first time, and she realized that there was something sunny about his smile. Qin Yun didn't know if she really liked this boy, but he had that special

Her temperament attracted Qin Yun.

Xia Ruxuan discovered from the beginning that Qin Yun had been sorting out math problems, but he did not expect that it was for himself.

In fact, the reason why Xia Ruxuan agreed to Zhang Kai's bet was not because of a whim, but because of high school mathematics, especially the function part. As a student who studied computer science in college, it can be said that he has no pressure at all.

You must know that calculus, one of the most powerful problem-solving tools, is used to solve function problems. The reason why he failed in the exam back then was just because he had vague concepts about mathematics in his mind. When he took advanced mathematics courses in college,

, after sorting out those once confusing concepts one by one, when I look back at high school mathematics problems, I feel a sense of enlightenment.

In fact, he himself has been reading the previous mathematics tutoring materials all morning, and those so-called five-star problems now seem to him as if they are easy to grasp.

But because Xia Ruxuan really hasn't touched mathematics for a long time, it is definitely impossible to get high scores, and there will definitely be some small mistakes.

So even if you have the foundation of advanced mathematics, it can only be improved by more than ten points on the previous basis. If you add thirty points on top of this, it will not be as good as a kid with a high school degree.

Xia Ruxuan might as well have bought a piece of tofu and killed him.

It was precisely because of this idea that Xia Ruxuan dared to agree to such a bet. Now that he had the information compiled by Qin Yun, he was even more confident, and some forgotten blind spots in his mind were gradually filled in with a few glances. To be honest,

If I was 70-80% sure at first, I am now at least 99% sure.

So Xia Ruxuan spent the entire afternoon flipping through the math problems Qin Yun gave her, regardless of what class she was in.

Lan Junyang's jaw dropped when he found Xia Ruxuan soaking in the sea of ​​questions.

But when he thought about his bet with Zhang Kai, he felt relieved. Xia Ruxuan was a genius in the absolute sense. Lan Junyang could guarantee this. Only he knew that Xia Ruxuan's ability to get a score of 500 was just for fun.

He never paid attention to books in his spare time, and I never heard him talk about his ideals.

Therefore, Lan Junyang always felt that Xia Ruxuan was confused and had no goals. But today, it suddenly seemed that he had found a way forward, which made Lan Junyang secretly happy for this close friend.

When the day's class ends and the school bell rings, an orange-red sunset is already in the western sky.

Xia Ruxuan was walking under the tall sycamore tree with his schoolbag on his back, smelling the green grass that had been exposed to the sun for a day. Looking at the juniors who were still struggling on the court, he felt the beauty of life.

Until now, he was still in a daze. He had only seen and heard stories in novels and movies about the kind of story that he could return to many years ago overnight. When all this really happened to him, he felt sad for a moment.

Far beyond the grandiose ambitions of those who want to do something big.

He felt that no one would ever think that after he experienced those days that he did not want to look back on, there would be a moment when he would be able to carry his schoolbag and walk slowly under the green sycamore leaves eight years ago. time.

Everything has a new beginning, right?

The red sun in the west casts warm sunshine, covering the whole world in a golden layer.

"Let's go eat beef noodles, I'll treat you." Xia Ruxuan was stunned for a few seconds, then turned around and put his hand on Lan Junyang's shoulder.

Although he didn’t know why Xia Ruxuan suddenly wanted to treat him to noodles, Lan Junyang still had a smile on his face. For him, the best life was nothing more than being able to sit in the classroom after a day of class. Have a hearty meal of beef noodles in a noodle shop.

So in this season of sunset, everything seems so infinitely beautiful.

During the years when he was studying at Sunan No. 7 Middle School, Xia Ruxuan lived in a building near No. 7 Middle School. He usually lived alone with Aunt Shen who helped him take care of his life.

Usually he only returns to his home to see his father on weekends. Xia Ruxuan spent an entire evening sorting out past things and flipping through mathematics books. Not just functions, there are several big chunks of mathematics. But today The evening was spent doing function questions, and he had to put the impressions of various question types back into his head.

Going back to the past meant that he had to take the college entrance examination again.

In his previous life, his college entrance examination scores were neither good nor bad. Although there was a certain gap between him and a first-class school like Sunan University, relying on Xia's deep-rooted energy in Sunan, he still easily entered Sunan University. middle.

But things he didn't get with his own hands were somewhat weird to use, so Xia Ruxuan made up his mind to rely on his own ability to enter Sunan University in this life.

Regarding the college entrance examination, there was basically no pressure on Chinese, English, and mathematics. The focus was on physics, chemistry, and biology. He was somewhat glad that he did not choose liberal arts. It would be a tragedy if he spent this month re-memorizing history, geography, and politics.

He kept working on it until nearly twelve o'clock, finishing two series of questions on functions in the five-star mathematics question bank, and then he lay down on the almost forgotten big bed.

Xia Ruxuan felt that this was destined to be a day of insomnia.

May 7, 2003.

He returned from December 29, 2011, to May 7, 2003, overnight.

He really can't sleep now.

He was afraid that when he woke up, he would be back in the house on the 33rd floor of Sujiang Garden that he could not call home. He was afraid that the time was December 30, 2011. He remembered that his mother wanted him to be here. One day I attended Xia Yunbai's funeral.

He didn't know if he could bear another sudden change after such a day of tenderness.

If he could, he would even be willing to stop on this day forever, before Xia's family began to decay.

The clock is ticking, like hypnotic music.

The night outside the window gradually darkened.

Tiredness began to envelope him, and everything today was like the wheel of fate moving back in a circle, saying goodbye to everything in the past, and then everything had to be ready to go. After adjusting the direction with Xia Ruxuan's hand, it started to drive vigorously again. go ahead.

Who knows where it will go this time?

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