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“I’m back… What are you doing?” He felt a slight burn on his face. Every time he heard this nickname, it was like a cut on his face. The roommate was nice enough to not add another adjective in front of prince.
“Dude, are you still dreaming? It’s time for the morning exercise.” The guy on top of the bunk bed jumped down.
“Morning exercise? Aren’t we seniors already?” Zhang asked with surprise.
“…”
The room fell into silence. The guy washing face stopped, the guy brushing teeth stopped, the guy making his bed stopped. They looked at each other. No one thought of this question after coming back to school for a few days. They didn’t need to do morning exercises anymore. What did seniors mean? It meant goofing around and not having to do anything.
Everyone dropped their items. The guy wiped the bubble off his face, and lay back on the bed…
The room was back to quiet again. Zhang opened his mouth but couldn’t say a word.
He also closed his eyes. But in just a minute, he sighed and got up. Even though his body wanted to rest, his mind felt like being controlled by a strange force. A strong desire to go out and exercise. It seemed like one of the memories had the habit of exercising early…
“What are you doing?” The other guys said at the same time.
“Morning exercise.”
“…”
He walked to the door and glanced at the open window. He suppressed the desire to peep and walked out. Wasted such a nice summer morning.
Zhang stretched by himself within the crowd. Though it was quite nice. The September breeze was cool. The sky was lit and gave people a refreshing feel.
There were many new faces in the field and many old faces gone. Zhang took a deep breath. “Good to be a senior. No more getting bullied by someone a year higher.” He felt lucky that he was found out at the right time, right before summer break and the seniors graduated. Or his school life would have been darker.
“Hu…Huu… So tired.”
He ran two laps after some stretching. He never liked to exercise and the month of lying in the hospital made his body worse. He could barely catch his breath.
The fact was, he came out to confirm if he inherited the stamina from those memories. But it was obviously not. His body was still so weak, actually worse than before.
“Sleep. Sleep.” He felt bored and began jogging back to the dorm. He always looked forward to the senior life but then it was boring when he got it. He actually didn’t know what to do in the morning. Zhang sighed.
Xx school was an extremely strange third tier school. When seniors from other schools were looking for jobs, students in this school were still motionless. Of course, the reason was it was pointless to look for jobs being students from a garbage school. Since they weren’t going to get any, they might as well just wait it out. Perhaps some no name companies would pick them near their graduation.
Don’t be mistaken though. This school was third tier but admission applications were full every year. The environment was elegant and had a rather long history. The school never worried about a lack of students. Many black sheep tried to get themselves in for the beauties and environment.
“Zhang Yang?” Someone shouted as he was thinking.
“Ah…”
He was surprised to see that at least forty pairs of eyes turned to him. Most of them belonged to girls. Of course, those were tender nor love but hatred.
Run… or I will get torn to pieces!
Zhang saw a lot of movies. Experience told him that girls, especially beautiful girls were extremely dangerous when they were thinking without reasons.
He couldn’t be bothered to look at who called him. He covered his head and ran. He was gone before the girls could react.
Pa!La! He ran into a girl holding books as he reached the men’s dorm. The books scattered on the ground.
“I am sorry. I am sorry.”
Zhang quickly got down to help her pick up the books. He couldn’t even dare to look at her face in case she recognizes him and assumed he just wanted to take advantage of her. The only ones that didn’t know about him was the freshmen. His photo from freshmen was shown in the newspaper and uploaded to the internet. That was how the girl on the train recognized him but he didn’t know her.
This girl had long hair and a slender figure. She was going to curse but then seeing the guy apologized and began picking up the books, she became quiet. It wasn’t convenient to get down in skirts so she waited for Zhang.
His hand suddenly froze in mid hair as he stared at a book on the ground.
What Is Mathematics? An Elementary Approach to Ideas and Methods, a world famous mathematics book. It contained many classical ideas and concepts. Both math majors and enthusiasts could read it. It was also a great reference for middle school teachers, high school and college students.
Zhang felt a shock as he stared at the book. He heard about it long before but he never liked math. Even though he was a senior in college, he couldn’t even figure out high school math. Yet, he had an intense urge to read this book. So intense that he couldn’t control himself. It was like a strong force was governing his mind…
Zhang put down the books on his hand and carefully picked up this mathematics book. He felt a summon from deep within himself. The intensity made his fingers tremble.
P.S. Let me know if the Index pages are working.
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“I’m back… What are you doing?” He felt a slight burn on his face. Every time he heard this nickname, it was like a cut on his face. The roommate was nice enough to not add another adjective in front of prince.
“Dude, are you still dreaming? It’s time for the morning exercise.” The guy on top of the bunk bed jumped down.
“Morning exercise? Aren’t we seniors already?” Zhang asked with surprise.
“…”
The room fell into silence. The guy washing face stopped, the guy brushing teeth stopped, the guy making his bed stopped. They looked at each other. No one thought of this question after coming back to school for a few days. They didn’t need to do morning exercises anymore. What did seniors mean? It meant goofing around and not having to do anything.
Everyone dropped their items. The guy wiped the bubble off his face, and lay back on the bed…
The room was back to quiet again. Zhang opened his mouth but couldn’t say a word.
He also closed his eyes. But in just a minute, he sighed and got up. Even though his body wanted to rest, his mind felt like being controlled by a strange force. A strong desire to go out and exercise. It seemed like one of the memories had the habit of exercising early…
“What are you doing?” The other guys said at the same time.
“Morning exercise.”
“…”
He walked to the door and glanced at the open window. He suppressed the desire to peep and walked out. Wasted such a nice summer morning.
Zhang stretched by himself within the crowd. Though it was quite nice. The September breeze was cool. The sky was lit and gave people a refreshing feel.
There were many new faces in the field and many old faces gone. Zhang took a deep breath. “Good to be a senior. No more getting bullied by someone a year higher.” He felt lucky that he was found out at the right time, right before summer break and the seniors graduated. Or his school life would have been darker.
“Hu…Huu… So tired.”
He ran two laps after some stretching. He never liked to exercise and the month of lying in the hospital made his body worse. He could barely catch his breath.
The fact was, he came out to confirm if he inherited the stamina from those memories. But it was obviously not. His body was still so weak, actually worse than before.
“Sleep. Sleep.” He felt bored and began jogging back to the dorm. He always looked forward to the senior life but then it was boring when he got it. He actually didn’t know what to do in the morning. Zhang sighed.
Xx school was an extremely strange third tier school. When seniors from other schools were looking for jobs, students in this school were still motionless. Of course, the reason was it was pointless to look for jobs being students from a garbage school. Since they weren’t going to get any, they might as well just wait it out. Perhaps some no name companies would pick them near their graduation.
Don’t be mistaken though. This school was third tier but admission applications were full every year. The environment was elegant and had a rather long history. The school never worried about a lack of students. Many black sheep tried to get themselves in for the beauties and environment.
“Zhang Yang?” Someone shouted as he was thinking.
“Ah…”
He was surprised to see that at least forty pairs of eyes turned to him. Most of them belonged to girls. Of course, those were tender nor love but hatred.
Run… or I will get torn to pieces!
Zhang saw a lot of movies. Experience told him that girls, especially beautiful girls were extremely dangerous when they were thinking without reasons.
He couldn’t be bothered to look at who called him. He covered his head and ran. He was gone before the girls could react.
Pa!La! He ran into a girl holding books as he reached the men’s dorm. The books scattered on the ground.
“I am sorry. I am sorry.”
Zhang quickly got down to help her pick up the books. He couldn’t even dare to look at her face in case she recognizes him and assumed he just wanted to take advantage of her. The only ones that didn’t know about him was the freshmen. His photo from freshmen was shown in the newspaper and uploaded to the internet. That was how the girl on the train recognized him but he didn’t know her.
This girl had long hair and a slender figure. She was going to curse but then seeing the guy apologized and began picking up the books, she became quiet. It wasn’t convenient to get down in skirts so she waited for Zhang.
His hand suddenly froze in mid hair as he stared at a book on the ground.
What Is Mathematics? An Elementary Approach to Ideas and Methods, a world famous mathematics book. It contained many classical ideas and concepts. Both math majors and enthusiasts could read it. It was also a great reference for middle school teachers, high school and college students.
Zhang felt a shock as he stared at the book. He heard about it long before but he never liked math. Even though he was a senior in college, he couldn’t even figure out high school math. Yet, he had an intense urge to read this book. So intense that he couldn’t control himself. It was like a strong force was governing his mind…
Zhang put down the books on his hand and carefully picked up this mathematics book. He felt a summon from deep within himself. The intensity made his fingers tremble.
P.S. Let me know if the Index pages are working.
