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Chapter 122 The Proust Effect, Meaning I Like You (13)

"Ah!"

Ye Qianqian sneezed, and Jiang Huanxi handed her a tissue helplessly.

"Although I told you to wash your head, I didn't ask you to do it for that long."

Jiang Huanxi sighed.

She also didn't know how to evaluate her lovely best friend. When she was acting immature, she was in a Schrodinger state of having brains and not having brains, but when she was calm, she seemed very mature.

"I choke!"

Ye Qianqian sneezed again, and her nose was covered with crystal clear snot. She was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly wiped the snot off her face.

"I didn't expect he had a hair dryer ready."

Ye Qianqian curled her lips.

After showering, she ran back to the classroom to study with a clear mind and high morale, and just wrapped a towel around her head.

As a result, Xu Qingshan waited in the office for Ye Qianqian to use the hair dryer. After waiting for a long time, no one showed up. He went to the small class to call someone out to use the hair dryer, but the girl had already caught a cold.

"Okay, why are you picking on him?"

Jiang Huanxi continued to pass paper to Ye Qianqian patiently, and also brought the water of appropriate temperature that she had carefully prepared for Ye Qianqian to drink.

"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 is a little confused, but she still remembers her second dream.

"Don't be superhuman."

Xu Qingshan came over and shook his head at Jiang Huanxi.

"A severe cold can cause acute catarrhal otitis media, respiratory tract infection, myocarditis, nephritis, viral encephalitis, and then you will have a fever and central nervous system fever, which will damage the hypothalamic temperature regulation center, cause poor blood circulation in the body, and cause long-term ischemia and hypoxia, which will eventually lead to cerebellar atrophy."

Xu Qingshan listed a series of medical symptoms like the names of dishes, awakening Ye Qianqian, who was originally in a daze and only thinking about how to become a superman.

"How about it? Mr. Ye, do you also want to become a superman with cerebellar atrophy?"

"It won't change, it won't change, A-choo!"

Ye Qianqian quickly waved her hands and lay down on the table to sleep obediently.

Jiang Huanxi considerately covered her with her coat.

"How is it, how do you feel about reviewing recently?"

Comfort the restless Ye Qianqian and let her rest.

Xu Qingshan pulled a chair over from the side and asked Jiang Huanxi softly.

Perhaps it was because Xu Qingshan's attitude towards Jiang Huanxi had always been more like that of a same-sex friend. Although he teased her from time to time, he still maintained a relatively pure relationship.

Jiang Huanxi didn’t know if she was forgetful or was suffering from Alzheimer’s.

Why do I always feel that this is the first time Xu Qingshan has spoken to me in such a gentle voice?
“It’s OK”

Jiang Huanxi glanced around the classroom cautiously.

Everyone attended the class normally in their own classrooms.

Ye Qianqian was sick because of a cold, so he stayed to take care of Ye Qianqian. Xu Qingshan was a habitual vagrant.

So, there are only three of them in the classroom now.

exactly.

If we don't count Ye Qianqian, who is already asleep and snoring softly, then there are only Xu Qingshan and Jiang Huanxi in the classroom now.

This was the first time they were alone like this.

"Is it OK or not?"

Xu Qingshan asked even though he knew the answer.

He looked at the blush on Jiang Huanxi's face, and the fact that she didn't dare to look him in the eye timidly as she usually did when there were many people around. Her eyes were wandering, and she looked cute and adorable.

"Here's a little secret for you."

Xu Qingshan took out a booklet from his arms and handed it to Jiang Huanxi.

He said calmly.

"Your math and physics are your strengths, but you still need to steadily overcome the most difficult problems. I have also summarized your weaknesses in other subjects for you. They are all in this booklet. You should make up for them based on the contents of this booklet."

Xu Qingshan paused.

He has never been the kind of person who would think about hiding his feelings or covering up.

"If you make up for all the problems, it won't be difficult for you to get 700 points on the test."

"Little Ostrich"

"I mean, Jiang Huanxi."

"I hope you can go to Kyoto University with me, okay?"

Xu Qingshan stretched out his hand and handed the notebook to Jiang Huanxi, staring at him with his bright eyes.

Jiang Huanxi was stared at with such burning gaze that she was speechless for a moment.

Xu Qingshan was standing in front of Jiang Huanxi's desk at this time. He leaned over slightly and handed her the booklet. The distance between them was less than half a meter.

This distance is already the maximum safe distance for Jiang Huanxi, who likes to be an unknown person.

But after spending half a year together, Jiang Huanxi discovered that her body and consciousness did not seem to reject Xu Qingshan's contact with her in this way.

She even thought that Xu Qingshan smelled a bit pleasant.

Smell and love seem to hide some connections that people seem to understand but not quite understand.

There is always some taste.

The moment you smell it you know, oh, this is love.

Jiang Huanxi didn't understand all this. She just subconsciously reached out to take the booklet from Xu Qingshan's hand, then turned her face to the side, nodded embarrassedly, and uttered a "hmm" in a nasal tone that was neither light nor heavy.

But she didn't have time to catch her breath.

Xu Qingshan came closer and sniffed Jiang Huanxi gently.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Jiang Huanxi's face turned red in an instant. Worried about waking up Ye Qianqian who was sleeping soundly, she raised her hand and gently pushed Xu Qingshan.

"It smells a bit nice, let's see if it's your scent."

Xu Qingshan said with a smile, his lips slightly curved.

Such actions are considered sexual harassment to a strange woman, indecent and excessive to a friend, and greasy to a blind date.

But for Xu Qingshan and Jiang Huanxi, this scale is just right.

At least Xu Qingshan himself thinks so.

"You're messing around again."

Jiang Huanxi glared at Xu Qingshan and said something weakly without any power.

"I haven't washed my hair yet."

Seeing Xu Qingshan was still smiling, she added weakly, as if trying to explain something.

"Really? It smells really good."

Xu Qingshan looked very relaxed.

"Marcel Proust wrote in "Remembrance of Things Past" that when I took a bite of Madeleine, my childhood memories were instantly triggered. This sensory stimulation brought by smell and taste triggers our memory flashbacks or emotional memories, which is called the Proust effect."

Xu Qingshan said slowly.

Jiang Huanxi didn't understand what was going on, but her face turned red and her heart was beating fast, and she remained silent.

"When people are excited, nervous, or in love, their scents transmit chemical signals of immune matching with potential mates. These chemical signals originate from proteins encoded on the MHC surface of cells and also help fight a variety of pathogens."

"Perhaps this is the underlying mechanism of the Proust effect. If a person smells another person's unique scent and likes it, it means that I like you."

"so."

Xu Qingshan paused here, looked at Jiang Huanxi, and said no more.

We are all adults now.

They are all good students in biology.

When emotions are interpreted and narrated 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 already red as blood, but she still tried to defend herself.

But the next second.

Xu Qingshan suddenly leaned forward, causing a gust of wind to blow onto Jiang Huanxi's face. Jiang Huanxi's nose moved slightly, and her nostrils opened and closed subconsciously, sniffing the fragrance greedily.

"Ok?"

She looked at Xu Qingshan, who seemed to be smiling, a little confused, and then realized her own actions.

Jiang Huanxi reacted surprisingly quickly at this time, and she spoke quickly.

"Just do your thing. I'm sick too, and I need to rest, too."

She slightly pulled half of the coat that covered Ye Qianqian.

He wrapped his arms around the table, buried his little head in his arms, and covered his hair with a coat.

In this enclosed space, Jiang Huanxi listened to his own heartbeat accelerating.

This Xu Qingshan.

How annoying! Woo.
Xu Qingshan knew when to stop. He walked out of the small classroom with a smile on his face and brisk steps.

February is so short, March is here in a flash.

During this period, Xu Qingshan was completely immersed in the world of mathematics, but he did not miss any routine exams.

He never disappoints once.

Full marks in every game.

If Xu Qingshan's full score was a matter of course in the eyes of everyone, then the performance of the small class of Peking University and Tsinghua University was the most surprising.

Although the small classes at Peking University and Tsinghua University are composed of the top students in their grade.

They are considered the elite among the elite.

The average score of this small class of 24 people before being reorganized was already over 670 points, excluding Xu Qingshan.

Of course, scores cannot be used as an evaluation criterion.

After all, the difficulty of each test paper is different.

Putting aside Xu Qingshan, the genius who always gets full marks, the other 23 students, after starting the small classes at Peking University and Tsinghua University, although there was no big breakthrough in their grades at the beginning, they achieved a significant improvement in the stability of their grades.

Before, these people’s performance would fluctuate to some extent.

However, after they began to implement the thematic thinking and various small exercises of execution and willpower arranged by Xu Qingshan, these twenty or so people stayed firmly in their positions during every exam.

Although the ranking has not changed.

However, the experienced teachers also noticed that they seemed to have made slight progress.

This kind of progress is imperceptible at their high level.

But the impact was earth-shaking.

sometimes.

There is only one point difference between 682 and 681.

However, this is the difference between Peking University and Aurora University.

If one can get into Huaqing University and Peking University, how many people would give up and choose other ones?

Xu Qingshan always plays it real.

Because of the progress of small classes in Peking University and Tsinghua University, the proportion of classroom and self-study time in small classrooms was also allowed by section leaders to increase.

Everything is moving in a better direction.

For Xu Qingshan himself.

March was also a month of great harvest for him.

(End of this chapter)