Chapter 242 You Are the Coolest (Two in One)
During the military training in the first year of high school, the students in the second and third years of high school were probably the happiest.
Thanks to the military training for the first year of high school, students didn’t have to do exercises during breaks for these five days. The second and third year students were free and during the big breaks, they gathered on the balcony of the teaching building and watched the military training for the first year of high school leisurely.
What's worse, some people would go to the campus supermarket to buy snacks or ice cream, then pick a shady spot to sit in, doing nothing but eating melon seeds and watching their younger classmates' military training with glee.
"Hey! Over there! What are you doing here!?"
Teacher Wang pointed at the sophomores who were harassing him under the tree and shouted, "If you guys want to practice, come over here and I'll teach you! If you don't want to practice, get out of here! Don't disturb others' practice!"
Seeing Teacher Wang coming over here, several high school students quickly dispersed.
The whole class cheered!
Teacher Wang turned around and said, "What are you doing? I told you to stand at attention, but you moved!"
Everyone: "..."
Standing at attention under the sun, not only the girls couldn't stand it, but even many boys could hardly bear it.
Keep your arms at your sides, stand straight, look straight ahead and don't move.
Occasionally, sweat would slide down my cheeks and accidentally slip into my eyes, causing severe pain.
Coach Wang checked everyone's military posture and attire one by one, but when he checked Fang Wei, he didn't say much, but just slightly straightened his arm.
But others were not so lucky. Even Zhao Yueting was criticized a lot.
"Don't you know that girls can't wear their hair down?"
"Instructor, my hair is short!"
"If it reaches the shoulders, it's not short! Either wear it to the ears, or tie it up!"
"..."
Zhao Yueting had no choice and was a little unwilling to accept it, but she still obediently took out the hair tie and tied her shoulder-length hair into a small ponytail.
The one who was criticized the most was Liu Bo.
Liu Bo was standing next to Fang Wei, listening to the instructor's constant lectures. Fang Wei was also worried for his buddy. If you didn't know better, you would think that he had offended the instructor...
"The brim of your hat is facing straight ahead! Where is your hat tilted?"
"Don't turn up your collar! Are you going to sing hip-hop?"
"Don't you know that the buttons on your shirt are misplaced? They're so crooked and look so ugly!"
"Put your underwear inside your pants! Don't let it show outside!"
"Tighten my belt again!"
Liu Bo: "..."
My buddy doesn't care about these "little things", but he is not a fool and he is too lazy to argue with the instructor. He will just change whatever the instructor says.
But his ability to take care of himself is so poor that he even looks clumsy and slow when tying a belt, which makes Wang Jiao's eyelids twitch.
Just as Liu Bo couldn't understand the rigid thinking of soldiers, Wang Jiao couldn't understand how someone could not even do such a small thing.
Fortunately, Liu Bo never refuted a word, otherwise the biggest conflict during the military training would have arisen because of this...
Coach Wang didn't expect to train them like the army. After all, what could they learn in five days of military training? It was all just a formality. But even if it was a formality, it had to be done well, especially on the first day. If he was not strict, he would have no way to handle the next four days.
Fang Wei understood this principle very well. Whether it was to establish authority or to kill the enemy's enthusiasm, since Master Wang brought this style of work here, he should never try to challenge him at this juncture. The inequality of status and the resistance to being in the limelight would only bring more trouble and targeting to himself.
But some students don't understand this. They are at an age where even their parents can't discipline them. How can they listen to you, a retired soldier? Especially in the ordinary classes, not long after the military training started, there were already many incidents of protesting and talking back to the instructors. In the end, they were punished by corporal punishment, either standing in the sun or being punished to run laps in front of so many people...
Fang Wei didn't know whether to praise them for their youthful vigor or to say that they were short-sighted. The instructors were best at dealing with troublemakers. After all, they were troublemakers themselves. Nowadays, many soldiers are thrown into the army because their families can't control them. If you, a little troublemaker, talk back to an old troublemaker, you are asking for trouble...
……
As time passed, many students began to lose their strength.
In fact, it was considered that they persisted for a long time. If it happened in later generations, most students would be spoiled, and the instructors would be afraid of causing harm if they pushed them too hard.
"Take a ten-minute break."
Finally, I heard what Teacher Wang said.
When he finished speaking, Lian Fangwei couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, and his tense waist and shoulders suddenly relaxed.
Some students were looking forward to the military training, but now that it’s only been a morning, I guess no one is looking forward to it anymore…
It’s completely different from what you imagined!
Logically speaking, military training should be cool, handsome and manly, but how come in the end, all they practice is standing at attention, at ease, turning while standing still and standing at attention? !
Just standing there motionless, how is that any different from being physically punished?!
The beautiful vision was shattered, and it became difficult to persist. Not only the body was resisting, but the mind was also resisting. One by one, everyone went from trying to become a "vanguard" to trying to find ways to "slack off" as much as possible.
"If you want to drink water, go drink it now, and don't leave my sight."
"receive……"
The people standing on the playground then dispersed as if they were running for their lives. Some bent over and pounded their legs, some sat on the ground, some took off their hats to fan themselves, and some drank water from their kettles...
Fang Wei unscrewed the kettle he brought with him and took a few sips of water to moisten his throat. Only then did he feel that his strength had been restored a lot.
I saw Liu Bo standing alone again. He didn't drink any water and didn't sit down. His eyes were empty, and I didn't know whether he was thinking about life or the problem.
"Liu Bo, don't you have any water?"
Fang Wei's words brought Liu Bo back to his senses. He shook his head and said, "I don't think I brought it."
"...I have some water here. If you don't mind, why don't you take a sip?"
"Thank you!"
Liu Bo hesitated for a moment, but still said thank you and took the kettle that Fang Wei handed to him.
He raised his head and poured the water down from a distance.
On the draft paper, he could accurately calculate the parabola, but now he was completely unable to grasp the trajectory of pouring water from a distance, so that the poured water splashed all over his body.
Rarely, Liu Bo showed an expression of embarrassment and ashamed on his face, and Fang Wei, who was standing by, was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"It's a waste of your water. I'd better not drink it."
"It's okay. I can fight again when it's gone. You don't have to lift it so high."
Liu Bo tried again and finally managed to drink some water to moisten his throat.
It has been almost a month since the start of the school year. Fang Wei gets along very well with most of the boys in the class, but he rarely communicates with this desk mate. They don't disturb each other and just do their own things.
Taking advantage of this rare time without studying, Fang Wei also asked Liu Bo with great interest: "Can you tell me how you usually study mathematics?"
"I don't quite understand which one you mean." Liu Bo was a little confused.
"You are good at math and physics, so I want to know how you view these two subjects, or how to learn them."
Seeing that Fang Wei's question was serious and didn't seem to be for conversation, Liu Bo also started to think about it.
If someone else asked him this question, he probably would not bother to answer. But Fang Wei was different. Although they rarely communicated on weekdays, it did not mean that Liu Bo had not noticed him. Compared with other students in the class, Fang Wei was probably one of the few people he could communicate with.
The communication here does not mean just chatting, but means that Liu Bo feels that he can probably understand or comprehend what he is saying.
Liu Bo was thinking about what to say, and used hand gestures to express himself:
"Probably... it looks like a building to me."
"building?"
Fang Wei was stunned for a moment. When he heard this word, he finally understood what Liu Bo had been gesturing for for a long time.
"Well, whether it's mathematics, physics, chemistry or biology... a world full of order and rules, every theorem and formula is such a cornerstone and pillar... they are not all independent, but interrelated and supportive of each other... it is a very large thing, but full of logical theorems... as long as I see one point, I can immediately think of the other point in my mind..."
"Do you know the Mandelbrot set? This complex and beautiful pattern is generated by simple mathematical formulas through iteration... The solid, hidden order in seemingly chaotic things... is probably something like this."
Fang Wei pondered for a long time, and then smiled awkwardly: "I can understand what you are saying, but I can't understand what it feels like. It should be very wonderful for you, right?"
Liu Bo, who had a calm expression, suddenly showed excitement after hearing Fang Wei's words.
"Yes, it's amazing...how should I put it..."
Liu Bo was speechless for a moment and looked very anxious, but after gesturing for a long time, he still didn't know how to describe the feeling specifically.
Fang Wei seemed to understand what he said. Not only was Liu Bo thinking about how to say it in a way that would make him understand, he was also trying hard to understand and summarize what Liu Bo said.
"I can roughly guess what you mean. Maybe the word 'learn' is not appropriate. You may be different from us. You don't passively 'accept' or 'learn' these things. Instead, you constantly deduce, from point to surface, or from surface to point. From this deduction process, you look for the laws and related characteristics... That's the difference in thinking."
"Yes, that's pretty much what it means."
Liu Bo's expression was excited, and his eyes turned fiery when he looked at Fang Wei.
He was born with a much stronger logical thinking ability than his peers, and as a result, he often couldn't chat on the same channel with the people around him.
Perhaps Fang Wei does not have as strong logical thinking ability as he does in science, but Fang Wei has rich experience and maturity and rationality that others do not possess. Especially when he summed up the views that he had been organizing but did not know how to express, Liu Bo suddenly felt refreshed and had endless aftertaste.
After barely getting through, Liu Bo started talking more.
"Many people asked me what kind of books to read, what kind of questions to practice... I don't know how to answer them, but they just can't understand what the core things are, and they can't learn them even if they work themselves to death."
“Maybe you can find some patterns after doing more questions, but it’s too slow and stupid. And that kind of pattern… is just a pattern for doing questions, not an understanding of theorems and formulas. Once the question type changes, I don’t know what to do.”
"I'm not sure how you learned or saw it, but we can communicate."
Fang Wei: “…”
Why do I still feel recognized?!
After a brief exchange, Fang Wei still felt a little emotional. For many people, it is a way of thinking that needs to be learned and changed, but for Liu Bo, it is something he is born with. Even if one tries to learn his way of thinking by imitating others, he will never be able to replicate it perfectly, because the two are not at the same level in terms of sensitivity to numbers, graphics, phenomena, and rules. This is not something that can be learned.
Although I cannot compare with such people who are born with natural talents, I still gained a lot from the discussion on some ways of thinking and learning methods.
……
After resting for a while, with the whistle of Coach Wang, everyone returned to the playground and gathered to start the next round of training.
The track and field stadium is very large, and the school is also very large. There are sixteen classes in the first grade of high school, and they are conducting military training in different areas.
Fang Wei looked around and found Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi.
They rested earlier and started a new round of training earlier. They were still standing at attention. The girls' delicate faces were vaguely visible under their military caps. Their eyes were empty as if they were thinking about life...
Fortunately, the torturous standing at attention was not practiced for too long, with a total of only five days of training time, and the training program was also compact.
"The next thing we are going to practice is marching in step."
Teacher Wang was giving a teaching demonstration at the front of the team.
"When you hear the command to march in step, step forward with your left foot, landing on the ground with your heel first and then the sole of your foot, while swinging your arms..."
"Okay, let's start training. Cheer up!"
"March! One, two, one! One, two, one!"
Wang Jiao stood beside the team with his hands behind his back, checking the team's orderliness.
There are seventy-two people in the class, and especially when we just start practicing, there is no order at all!
"Monitor."
"exist."
"You stand at the front of the team. Other students, follow your class leader's rhythm and practice well! If you are still messy, keep practicing until you are in order!"
Everyone in the class was complaining in their hearts, but naturally no one dared to say anything.
Damn it, who said before that the military training in No. 1 Middle School is so easy?! It’s only been half a day, how can we get through the remaining four and a half days?!
Even the circus animals can perform their moves perfectly under rigorous training, let alone humans. After practicing again and again, the overall level of the team has finally been improved, and it is no longer as eye-catching as it was at the beginning.
But this also eliminated the possibility of some students taking advantage of the situation. After all, if everyone was moving in unison, Teacher Wang could tell at a glance who made a mistake.
So we started from the overall to the specific, and began to practice with some students who couldn't keep up with the pace.
Gradually, Wang Jiao stood in front of Liu Bo with his hands behind his back and did not leave for a long time.
Liu Bo's expression remained unchanged, but he couldn't help swallowing.
"You, practice it alone." "..."
"March in step. One, two, one, two, one, two... Swing your arms! Stretch your left leg and swing your right arm. Stretch your right leg and swing your left arm!"
"..."
"do it again."
After the master pointed twice, Wang Jiao also had a headache. It was not that the buddy was not paying attention, but that he was walking with the same hand and foot, in the same direction? !
During the military training every year, there are always students who turn around. Not only during military training, this situation also occurs during training in the army.
The walking habits developed over the years cannot be changed overnight. Faced with such a "troublemaker", Wang Jiao had no choice but to turn around and leave, and go find two sticks.
The other students were terrified when they saw this. They wondered if they would be beaten if they didn't walk properly.
Teacher Wang! He is the top scorer in our city's middle school entrance exam! You're going to cause a lot of trouble with these two blows, right?!
For a moment, Liu Bo felt like he was going to be beaten with a stick.
But fortunately, Teacher Wang didn't mean to beat him with a stick, but really used "stick education".
"You hold that end of the stick, and I'll hold this end. You follow my steps and arm swings. Practice well!"
"..."
"March in step! One, two, one! One, two, one!"
With the stick connecting their arms, Liu Bo's hand and foot confusion phenomenon decreased a lot, but his walking was quite stiff. As he walked, he started to have hand and foot confusion again, and Wang Jiao also started to have hand and foot confusion.
When the other students saw this, they couldn't help but hold back their laughter.
"What are you laughing at! What's so funny about this! Did you guys walk well?"
"..."
Everyone in the class quickly turned serious.
"Monitor."
"exist."
"I have a task for you. Teach him to march in step. Go over there and practice."
Fang Wei: “…”
No, instructor, why don’t you give me the bones you can’t chew?
Liu Bo heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this. It was much better for Fang Wei to teach him than Wang...
Although he doesn't care about military training or Wang Jiao, no one likes to be under pressure all the time.
Fang Wei had no choice but to take the stick and take Liu Bo to the track, where he practiced walking in circles with him.
"Sorry to trouble you." Liu Bo said.
"fine."
Walking like this on the track and field field was actually a lot easier. Turning back, he saw that everyone in the class had started training again. The classmates who had just felt sorry for Fang Wei now looked at him with envy.
"Can you walk normally for me to see?" Fang Wei said as he put away the stick.
"Just go like this."
Liu Bo took a few steps.
At first Fang Wei thought it looked quite normal, but later he discovered that his buddy didn't swing his arms when he walked. His upper body didn't move, only his legs moved. Especially when he carried a school bag on weekdays, it looked like he was just moving forward with his head down...
"Don't you usually swing your arms?"
"No."
"Swing your arms for me to see?"
"..."
Well, either don’t swing your arms, or when you swing your arms, your hands and feet are at the same time.
Fang Wei didn't have any better ideas, so he handed him one end of the two sticks and said, "Why don't you walk in front of me? Don't count one, two, one in your mind. Just count left, right, left. Let's walk two circles like this and see how it goes."
"..."
"Relax, you're still too tense."
“I can’t relax.”
"How about you just think about the topic?"
"What subject?"
"…If you toss a coin 10,000 times in a row, how many consecutive heads will you get with the highest probability?"
This question is very interesting. Fang Wei had seen it while watching videos back then and thought it was a very simple probability question. In fact, it is extremely difficult. The key point of the question is not 'how many consecutive positive numbers' but 'how many consecutive positive numbers at most'. Many people cannot figure it out just by understanding the question.
The answer was so counterintuitive that it still left a deep impression on Fang Wei after all this time. (Students who are interested can search it themselves)
The moment he heard the question, Liu Bo fell into deep thought. His whole state of mind changed and he no longer had the mind to worry about "walking".
In fact, a large part of turning in the right direction is psychological. The more you worry about how to walk, the worse you will walk. After Liu Bo relaxed, with the help of a stick, he began to walk normally following Fang Wei's pace.
"It's hard to calculate without paper and pen..."
"...No, buddy, let's not worry about the math for now, just relax. You still have to practice marching in step first, so just practice and figure it out."
"alright."
The two of them walking on the track like this naturally attracted a lot of curious eyes from other people.
When he walked near Class 5 and Class 6, Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi blinked their big eyes and looked at him, not understanding for a moment what Fang Wei was doing.
[What are you doing?]
[How's your walking practice going?]
[Woo! I want this torture to end soon!]
[Do your best]
[You are being lazy in broad daylight!]
[Don't talk nonsense]
Fang Wei smiled and continued his leisurely walk, inspecting the military training situation of each class.
……
I finally made it to noon.
If there was anything worth being happy about during the military training, it was probably that we finished classes earlier than the sophomores and juniors. After gathering and dismissal, everyone put on their military training uniforms and flocked to the cafeteria to eat.
Fang Wei went back to the classroom to get his schoolbag which contained a lunch box. He waited at the stairs for a while. Soon, Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi, who had finished their training and went upstairs, also trotted down with their lunch boxes.
"Hurry, hurry! There are so many people in the cafeteria!"
"It's okay. The second and third year classes haven't ended yet."
"You're so cool! You didn't train all morning, you just took a walk!"
"I'm doing something important, okay?"
"What happened to your deskmate?"
"He walks with his legs bent. Teacher Wang pulled him out to practice walking."
"Same hands and feet?"
"Yeah... don't learn it! Be careful that you won't be able to go back after learning it!"
After a whole morning of hard training, even with breaks in between, the two girls were still a little exhausted. Having been suppressed for the entire morning, they started to chatter to Fang Wei about the training and the instructors.
Fang Wei felt that military training was meaningless from the beginning, so he didn't feel that disappointed at all now.
Liu Zhiyi initially thought that military training was like a devilish training, but now he feels that it is not so bad. Apart from testing one's patience, it does not require too much physical strength and technical movements...
Xu Cailing's dissatisfaction with military training was much greater.
"It's meaningless! And it feels more tiring than normal track and field training!"
"It's not bad, it's only five days. When you get to college, it will take at least ten days or half a month."
"There's still time for college?! Ten days or half a month?!"
Cai Ling is an active person, and it is too hard to be tempered like this...
……
He handed the lunch box in his hand into the window and prepared three different meals for each of them.
They closed the lid, took the lunch box, and left the cafeteria and walked quickly towards home.
Eating at home is much more comfortable than eating in the cafeteria.
The air conditioner is on, the fan is on, and the TV is on.
I washed my hands, wiped the sweat off my body with a wet towel, washed my feet, and sat down on the soft sofa. I immediately felt extremely comfortable and relaxed.
There was a dining table at home, but Fang Wei and the other two still ate at the coffee table, chatting and watching TV while they ate.
The cell phone on the table vibrated. Fang Wei put down the lunch box in his hand and picked up the phone. There was a familiar number on the screen, and the note was "sister".
After the call was connected, Fang Wei turned on the speakerphone, placed the phone on the coffee table, and chatted while eating.
"Sister~!"
"Sister Susu~!"
Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi knew who it was, so they came over and shouted into the phone.
"Hey! Cai Ling Zhi Yi, you guys are here too! get out of class is over, right? Are you eating in the cafeteria?"
"No, we got some food and went home to eat," Fang Wei said.
"Did you have military training today?"
"Yup!"
"Haha, how do you feel?"
"worn out!"
Even though they were in high school now, Fang Wei and the other two still kept in touch with Wen Susu every few days, either by phone or QQ. The two girls practiced more by sending QQ messages, while Fang Wei had not used up his 1,000 yuan phone bill, so he mostly called.
There's nothing special to talk about, just chatting about each other, talking about our recent situations and so on. Relationships must always be maintained so that they don't fade.
Wen Susu is still using the promotional display page that Fang Wei made for the studio during the previous summer vacation. She occasionally updates some studio news and her own or her students' works on it. Fang Wei can see them as soon as he opens the webpage, which is very convenient.
"So after your military training, will you have the National Day holiday? How many days will it be?"
"Seven days!"
"Hehe, is Number 5 free?" Wen Susu asked on the phone.
"Yes, are you free? How about we go to Shanghai to visit you?" Fang Wei said.
"Haha! If you want to come, then let's do it next time. This time I happen to be going to Xuanzhu City. I will come to visit you for two days. Do you want to go home?"
"Yes, but if you want to come over to play, we can go back to the city on the 4th. Or do you want to go back to Baitan Island?"
"I want to go back, but it's too far. I'd better go to the city. I'm going to visit you guys anyway."
"That's fine, what are you doing here, sis?"
"It just so happens that my dad and his friends want to go see how the hotel in Xuanzhu is doing. I don't need them to run around. I'll help them check it out."
"Oh, so you came to us just by chance."
"I wouldn't go anywhere else, but I came here specifically to find you guys."
"Hahaha……"
"Okay, that's it, enjoy your military training, bye~"
After hanging up the phone, Fang Wei and the other two finished their meal.
Xu Cailing and Liu Zhiyi took his lunch box to wash. Fang Wei, holding a toothpick in his mouth, took out the small quilt for the three of them.
It's time to take a lunch break together again.
(End of this chapter)
