The Road to Slaying God

"Come back here ... what are you doing?" Zhang Yang had a fever on his face, and every time he heard this nickname, his face looked like a knife-cut. This roommate had good morals and was not in "Prince". Preface the word "voyeur".

"Brother, you're still dreaming about it, you're going to do it early." The guy sleeping on Zhang Yang's bunk jumped down and laughed.

"Morning? We are not seniors now! Do we still use Moring?" Zhang Yang asked in surprise.

"..."

Suddenly, the dormitory was extremely quiet, the face washers stopped, the teeth brushers stopped, and the bed makers stopped ... Everyone looked at each other and returned to school for a few days, but no one thought about it, yeah, What else to do early? Now they are seniors. What does senior mean? Seniors are synonymous with eating and waiting for death.

The pause was just a moment, everyone seemed to have made an appointment at the same time, throwing away the things in his hands, rubbing his face in a random way, the foam of the mouthwash was not washed, and the bed was simply lying on the bed ...

The dormitory, which was so busy just now, suddenly became quiet, and they all lay quietly on the bed. They could see that they opened their mouths and didn't say a word. This speed, this action, is too exaggerated?

Zhang Yang also closed his eyes, but less than a minute in bed, Zhang Yang sighed slightly and got up. Now, although his body wants to rest and sleep, his thinking seems to be like a magical Strength control is general, and the desire to go out is particularly strong. Obviously, there is a guy in his body who likes to get up in the morning to exercise ...

"What are you doing?" The guy who was quietly lying in bed pretending to death asked in unison.

"Make a morning slap."

"cut……!"

"..."

Just before going out, Zhang Yang glanced at the open window, controlled the idea of ​​strong peeping, and went out with regret, but it was such a good summer morning, hey!

Zhang Yang was alone in the crowd and kept waving his arms to expand his chest. However, it was good to get up in the morning and learn the cool breeze in September, but when the face was rinsed, the sky was already bright. , People have a feeling of relaxation and joy.

On the market, many new faces were added, and many old faces were missing. Zhang Yang could not help but take a long breath: "Good senior, no longer have to be bullied by people who are one year older than him ..." Zhang Yang couldn't help but Secretly fortunately, the timing of his discovery was very good. It was just for summer vacation, and when he graduated from the senior year, otherwise, his campus life would be even more gloomy.

"Snoring, snoring ... Mom ... so tired ..."

After following a few random jokes in the crowd, he ran two laps on the market. His open tongue almost fell to the ground. He was indifferent. After lying in the hospital for a month, his body became worse, slightly worse. The activity could not breathe.

In fact, Zhang Yang went out to do morning crickets to confirm whether he had inherited the physical strength of those memories, but it was clear that his body was still weak and insignificant, but he was weaker than before he was not injured. .

"Sleep and sleep." Zhang Yang felt very boring. He lowered his head and ran to the dormitory slowly. He always yearned for the senior's life. But he knew he had reached the senior year but was bored. He didn't know what to do in the morning. .

xx College of Arts and Sciences is an extremely strange third-rate school. When fourth-year students in other universities are desperately looking for work, the students in this school are still alive. Of course, there are reasons for this. It is also looking for nothing. I ca n’t find it anyway. I might as well eat at school and die. When I am nearing graduation, maybe I will be chosen by some companies that have not flowed ...

Of course, everyone should not misunderstand. Although this school is third-rate, its enrollment is always full. Although this school is not ranked in the country, it has an elegant environment, a pleasant scenery, and a long history. The school is not worried about the source of students. Many of the prodigal heads doing nothing ran towards this, that is, the beauty and elegant surroundings came from here.

"Zhang Yang?" Shouted a voice while Zhang Yang was thinking wildly.

"what……"

Zhang Yang was surprised to find that he had at least forty pairs of eyes on the campus looking at him instinctively, and there were many girls among them. Of course, that was not the eyes full of tenderness and love, It's the naked hate.

Run ... If you don't run, you will be torn into pieces!

Zhang Yang has seen a lot of movies, and his experience tells him that women, especially beautiful women, are terrible when they lose their minds.

At this time Zhang Yang suddenly remembered a proverb in his head: Everyone shouted when the mice crossed the street!

Zhang Yang also couldn't care who was calling him, and the **** ran away. Before a group of sisters who were preparing for the emotions had not responded, Zhang Yang had run without a trace, and his speed definitely surpassed the Asian flying man Liu Xiang. Get a bunch of sisters one by one.

"Peng, wow ..."

Zhang Yang tornado ran under the boys' dormitory building, hit a girl with a book in her arms, and the girl's books were scattered.

"sorry Sorry……"

Zhang Yang quickly squatted on the ground to help the girl pick up books. He didn't dare to look at the girl's face, for fear that the other party would recognize that he was deliberately cheap. Now Zhang Yang, except for the freshman who is a freshman, does n’t know him. None of the four did not know him. He took a picture of his hair in March 7th when he was a freshman, and it was published in the newspaper Heluo. This is why the **** the train knew Zhang Yang and Zhang Yang did not know her.

The girl had long flowing hair and a slender figure. She was bumped by Zhang Yang and almost fell. She flushed her face and was ready to curse. When the boy who hit her kept saying sorry, she helped her to pick up books. It was silent, because wearing a short skirt was inconvenient for squatting, just waiting for Zhang Yang to pick up the book.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's outstretched hand suddenly froze in the air, staring blankly at a book on the ground.

"Basic Research on Thoughts and Methods" is a world-famous universal reading of mathematics. It collects many classic mathematical treasures and makes a profound and vivid explanation of the basic concepts and methods in the entire field of mathematics. This book can be read by both mathematics professionals and those who are willing to think mathematically. Especially for middle school math teachers, college students and high school students, it is an excellent reference book.

Zhang Yang looked at the book on the ground, as if it was an electric shock. He knew this book very early, but he never liked mathematics. Although he was a senior, he could n’t understand mathematics in high school. Now, he suddenly There is a strong desire to read this book, which is so strong that he cannot control it, as if there is a powerful force in the mind that is dominating his thinking and nerves ...

Zhang Yang put down the book in his hand, and gently held the math book in his palm with both hands. It felt as if there was a kind of yu hope in his heart, and there was a trembling in his fingers. [Don't forget to collect and vote, domineering new books, your support is very much needed];