He used what they said was the most "irrelevant" way to save me when I was seventeen years old.
My name is Lin Xiaoyu, a poor student who is teetering on the single-plank bridge of the college entrance examination. Until Chu Yan appeared - the pale and taciturn tutor with the ferocious Valley of the Evil badge hanging on his backpack. He used game tactics to dismantle mathematical problems and used battlefield maps to analogize function images. In my mother's eyes, he was the "gangster" who led me into mischief; in my eyes, he was a dangerous and charming light that shone into my boring youth.
But I never thought that this light came from the abyss I once looked up to.
When the "Snow Demon", the commander of the Valley of the Evils who made me tremble in awe and trembling in the game, overlapped with the figure of this man in reality who bowed his head for a living but seriously taught me how to solve problems, my world was turned upside down. They all said that he took the wrong path and was a negative example of losing one's ambition by playing with things.
But it was this "crossed road" that became the only light that illuminated the darkest moment of my life. What he taught me was never just problem solving. It's about how to use your underestimated talent and love to carve out a way out for yourself in a desperate situation where everyone says "you can't do it."
One hundred days before the college entrance examination, I picked up a genius who was denied by the world. And he used a life defined as "wrong" to write the most correct answer for me.
Concept: The sharpest "evil" is the gentlest echo of the guardian.