Chapter 122 The Proust Effect means I like you (13)
"Ah sneeze!"
Ye Qianqian sneezed, and Jiang Huanxi reluctantly handed her another tissue.
"Although I asked you to wash your head, I didn't let you wash your head for that long."
Jiang Huanxi sighed.
She didn't know how to evaluate her lovely best friend. When she was in middle school, she was in a Schrödinger state of having brains and having no brains. When she was calm, she felt very mature.
"I'm a sneeze!"
Ye Qianqian sneezed again, and her nose was covered with mucus. She was stunned for a moment, and immediately wiped the mucus off her face in a panic.
"I didn't expect him to prepare a hair dryer."
Ye Qianqian curled her lips.
After rinsing her head, she ran back to the classroom to study with a clear mind and high spirits. She just took a towel and wrapped it around her head.
As a result, Xu Qingshan was waiting for Ye Qianqian to use the hair dryer in the office. After waiting for a long time, no one was there, so he went to the small class to call someone out before using the hair dryer. The little girl had already caught a cold.
"Okay, why don't you deal with him?"
Jiang Huanxi patiently continued to pass the paper to Ye Qianqian, and also gave Ye Qianqian a drink of the water at a suitable temperature that she had carefully prepared.
"Be good, take your medicine."
"I don't want to take medicine"
Ye Qianqian muttered, but still obediently took the medicine from Jiang Huanxi's hand and swallowed it with water.
"As long as I don't rely on drugs and rely on exercise and diet, my body will continue to enhance immunity and produce antibodies, and then I will become a superman!"
Ye Qianqian was a little confused, but she still didn't forget her middle school dream.
"Stop being superhuman."
Xu Qingshan came from the side and shook his head towards Jiang Huanxi.
"Severe colds can lead to acute catarrhal otitis media, respiratory infection, myocarditis, nephritis, viral encephalitis, followed by fever and central nervous fever, resulting in damage to the hypothalamic temperature regulation center, poor blood circulation in the body, and prolonged Ischemia and hypoxia eventually lead to cerebellar atrophy.”
Xu Qingshan reported a series of medical symptoms like a name for a dish, which woke up Ye Qianqian, who was in a daze and was only thinking about how to become a superman.
"How about it? Mr. Ye, do you also want to become a superman with a shrunken cerebellum?"
"It hasn't changed, it hasn't changed, Ah Zhi!"
Ye Qianqian waved her hands quickly and lay down on the table to sleep.
Jiang Huanxi thoughtfully covered her with her coat.
"How's it going? How do you feel about your recent review?"
Put the troubled Ye Qianqian to rest.
Xu Qingshan pulled a chair from one side and asked Jiang Huanxi softly.
Perhaps it's because Xu Qingshan has always treated Jiang Huanxi more like a same-sex friend. Although he teases her from time to time, he still maintains a relatively pure relationship.
Jiang Huanxi didn't know if he was forgetful and was suffering from Alzheimer's disease.
Why do I always feel like this is the first time Xu Qingshan has spoken to me in such a gentle voice?
“Not bad”
Jiang Huanxi carefully glanced around the classroom with his peripheral vision.
In this class, everyone is in their own classrooms as usual.
Ye Qianqian fell ill because of a cold, and he stayed to take care of Ye Qianqian. Xu Qingshan was a habitual wanderer.
Therefore, there are only three of them in this classroom now.
To be precise.
Excluding Ye Qianqian who was already asleep and snoring softly, Xu Qingshan and Jiang Huanxi were the only two people in the classroom now.
This is the first time they have been alone like this.
"It's okay, okay or not?"
Xu Qingshan asked knowingly.
He looked at the blush on Jiang Huanxi's face, and he didn't dare to look directly at him timidly like he usually did when many people were around. His eyes were wandering, and he looked cute and cute.
"I'll give you this, a little tip."
Xu Qingshan took out a booklet from his arms and handed it to Jiang Huanxi.
He said calmly.
"You are strong in mathematics and physics, but you still need to steadily overcome the most difficult problems. I have also summarized your weak points in other subjects for you. They are all in this booklet. You can make up for them based on the contents of this booklet. superior."
Xu Qingshan paused.
He has never been the kind of person who would think about hiding his feelings or being secretive.
"If you make up everything, it won't be difficult for you to pass the exam with a score of 700."
"little ostrich"
"I mean, Jiang Huanxi."
"I hope you can go to Beijing University with me, okay?"
Xu Qingshan stretched out his hand and handed the notebook to Jiang Huanxi, staring at Jiang Huanxi with bright eyes.
Jiang Huanxi was stared at by such hot eyes and was speechless for a moment.
Xu Qingshan was standing in front of Jiang Huanxi's desk, leaning slightly to hand over the booklet. The distance between the two was within half a meter.
This distance is considered the ultimate safe distance for Jiang Huanxi, who likes to be transparent.
But after six months of getting along, Jiang Huanxi found that his body and consciousness did not seem to reject Xu Qingshan's contact with him in this way.
She even felt that Xu Qingshan smelled a little good.
Smell and love seem to hide some connections that people don't understand.
There is always some flavor.
You know the moment you smell it, oh, this is love.
Jiang Huanxi didn't understand this. She would only subconsciously reach out her hand to take the booklet from Xu Qingshan's hand, then turned her face sideways, nodded sheepishly, and said "um" with a moderate nasal tone.
But she didn't wait for her to catch her breath.
Xu Qingshan came up and sniffed Jiang Huanxi gently.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Jiang Huanxi's face turned red instantly, and she was worried about waking up Ye Qianqian, who was sleeping soundly. She raised her hand and pushed Xu Qingshan gently.
"It feels a bit sweet, let's see if it smells like you."
Xu Qingshan's lips curved slightly and he said with a smile.
Such an action is sexual harassment to a female stranger, obscene to a friend, and greasy to a blind date.
But for Xu Qingshan and Jiang Huanxi, this scale is just right.
At least that’s what Xu Qingshan thinks.
"You're doing this again."
Jiang Huanxi's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she weakly said something to Xu Qingshan.
"I didn't wash my hair."
Seeing that Xu Qingshan was still laughing, she added weakly, as if she wanted to defend herself.
"Really? It does smell good."
Xu Qingshan looked very relaxed.
"Marcel Proust wrote in "In Search of Lost Time" that when I took a bite of Madeleine, it instantly triggered the memory of my childhood. The sensory stimulation brought by this sense of smell and taste triggered a Our memory flashbacks or emotional memories are called the Proust effect.”
Xu Qingshan said slowly.
Jiang Huanxi didn't know why, but she blushed and kept silent.
"And when people are excited, nervous, or in love, odor will transmit chemical signals of immune matching to potential mates. These chemical signals originate from proteins encoded in MHC on the cell surface and also help fight against a variety of pathogens."
"Perhaps this is the underlying mechanism of the Proust effect. If a person smells the unique smell of another person and likes it, it means I like you."
"so."
Xu Qingshan paused when he said this, looked at Jiang Huanxi, and said no more.
We are all adults now.
They are also all good academics in biology.
When emotions are interpreted and described from a rational and scientific perspective, people tend to avoid them.
Not to mention Jiang Huanxi who is like a little ostrich by nature.
"I don't think you smell good."
Jiang Huanxi looked at Xu Qingshan in front of her. Her ears were so red that they could bleed, but she still tried to defend herself.
But the next second.
Xu Qingshan suddenly leaned forward, blowing a gust of wind onto Jiang Huanxi's face. Jiang Huanxi's nose twitched slightly, and his nostrils opened and closed subconsciously, sniffing the fragrance greedily.
"Um?"
She looked at Xu Qingshan, who was smiling but not smiling, a little confused, and then realized her actions.
Jiang Huanxi's reaction was surprisingly fast at this time, she said quickly.
"You go about your business. I'm sick too and I need to rest."
She slightly pulled off half of Ye Qianqian's coat.
He wrapped his arms around the table to support him, buried his little head in his arms, and covered his hair with a coat.
Jiang Huanxi listened to his own rapidly accelerating heartbeat in this confined space.
This Xu Qingshan.
How annoying! Wu.
Xu Qingshan gave up as soon as he saw what was good. He walked out of the small classroom with a bright smile and brisk steps.
February is extremely short, and March is here in a blink of an eye.
During this time, Xu Qingshan was completely immersed in the world of mathematics, but he did not miss any routine exams.
He didn't disappoint even once.
Full marks every game.
If Xu Qingshan's perfect score is taken for granted in the eyes of everyone, then Qingbei's small class record is the most surprising.
Although the Qingbei small class itself is composed of top students who rank at the top of their grade.
It can be regarded as the elite among the elite.
The average score of this small class of 24 people before the group was formed was already as high as over 670 points, excluding Xu Qingshan.
Of course, scores cannot be used as evaluation criteria.
After all, the difficulty of each roll is different.
Leaving aside the monster Xu Qingshan who always gets perfect marks in the exam, the other 23 people, after starting the small class system in Qingbei, although there was no big breakthrough in their grades at the beginning, they made great progress in the stability of their grades. Small improvement.
In the past, the results of these people would fluctuate to some extent.
But after they began to implement the motif thinking and various small exercises of execution and willpower arranged by Xu Qingshan, these twenty-some people stayed firmly in their positions every time they took the exam.
Although the ranking has not changed.
However, experienced teachers also noticed that they seemed to have made slight progress.
This kind of improvement is difficult to detect at their high level.
But the impact has been earth-shaking.
sometimes.
There is only one point difference between 682 and 681.
However, it is the difference between Beijing University and Aurora.
If they can get into Huaqing University and Beijing University, how many people will give up and choose other universities?
Xu Qingshan has always been real.
Due to the improvement of small classes in Qingbei, the proportion of time spent in small classrooms and self-study has also been allowed to increase by the section leaders.
Everything is moving towards a better place.
For Xu Qingshan himself.
March is also a month of great harvest for him.
(End of chapter)