The chalk dust settles slowly in the sunlight, like time being stretched out. Camel stood in front of the blackboard, holding half of the chalk with his long knuckles, and the genetically engineered base sequence stretched into poetry under his pen. The sweat on the basketball court has not dried yet, and the collar of the school uniform still smells of dew from the morning jog.
He is the most contradictory existence in the High School Affiliated to Normal University:
In the classroom of Class 4, Grade 2, he quietly bowed his head and indulged in solving problems;
On the basketball court, the corners of his clothes raised when he jumped were as hot as midsummer.
Those legends about him always have two temperatures:
- In the student competition class, the slight sound of hydrogen bonds breaking below the Tm value is like the breaking of ice in winter.
- Outside the three-point line, the arc of his wrist is the softest parabola in spring.
Until one evening, he found a line of small words on the title page of his homework book:
\"The frown you show when you solve the problem is more exciting than the standard answer.\"
The handwriting is clear and shallow, like the sycamore leaves falling outside the window, gently passing through his perfectly planned sophomore year of high school.
When the basketball numbered 30 rolls towards an unknown corner,
When the blue light of the PCR machine illuminated the outline of his face,
The unsolvable equation of youth,
It is quietly rewriting its original sequence.
Purpose: Cherish youth and love life