The Road to Slaying God

Chapter 18

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CHAPTER 21: THE LIBRARY

Looking at his own math solution, Zhang Yang felt proud ofhimself as he put the piece of paper between the pages of the book. He felt agreat sense of accomplishment, and he reckoned that his cla.s.smates wouldn’thave been able to solve this question.

Zhang Yang didn’t know that he was fully focused on solvingthe problem, when the daytime came across and the old man was not too far fromlooking at him, apparently seemed to have lost in his own thoughts.

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That night, Zhang Yang slept very well, he had his money,sleep incense, and as he was lying in his bed, the old man was sitting on thedesk with the “The principle of computational fluid mechanics” book on histable. And the old man was holding the piece of paper in his hand.

This needed Harvard science and technology inst.i.tute’sstudents’ level of talent to understand the extent of three-dimensionalgeometry. As even the remarkable students of this garbage school only knewplane geometry, the old professor was shocked to see this kind of person toactually appear.

Although the old man resided in C City’s College of Art andSciences, he was actually a professor from Harvard Inst.i.tute of Science andTechnology, retired to return to his hometown and occasionally came to the schoolfor few lectures only.

Of course, the old man was not shocked that Zhang Yangsolved the question but the method Zhang Yang used to solve the problem. Thequestion was solely applied the knowledge of three dimensional geometry butstill to solve it with just using plane geometry patterns allowed the old manto be full of excitement.

Because the method of the solution to the problem was waytoo simple, simple enough to make him incredible. Zhang Yang first used planegeometry to infer a few three dimensional geometry of the formula, and thenused his own reasoning to solve the problem.

The old man didn’t know that Zhang Yang entirely was a kindperson at heart. He was afraid that the students wouldn’t understand the noteso he wrote the solution in the simplest way as possible. He didn’t know thathis own kindness would leave the old man so shocked.

The old man sighed and gently put down the paper from hishand and he felt a little excited. This sensation hadn’t appeared for a longperiod of time. There was a trace of sadness in his eyes as he remembered thetime when he had felt this kind of feeling many years ago.

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There was a specialized course the next morning so ZhangYang woke up early and made his bed. Whether it was junior or senior, ZhangYang would generally go to such specialized course. He had his own set ofpersonal standards. He believed that as he studies this specialized course, hewould also know the key strong points to some extent.

The morning light was in the window, Zhang Yang glanced atthe half opened curtains. He could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva,eventually, Zhang Yang could not bear the temptation so he gently walkedtowards the window to open the curtains … …

“Cha …”

“Chaa…”

Zhang Yang scared a jump he had just merely opened thecurtains when from the opposite building came a bursting sound of the curtainsbeing opened. According to the situation, the distance was so far that ZhangYang should not be able to hear anything but still he persistently heard thesound.

Zhang Yang quickly hid himself and pulled the curtains tolook outside from the gap between the curtains. He saw the buildings behind thedormitory had their window curtains pulled, and a lot of them were stillswinging, obviously, they were just pulled down a moment ago.

He couldn’t help but feel depressed in his heart, such agood weather on such a nice day and because of his own stupidity, there wasnothing left to see. ….

“Bro, don’t be strenuous, as long as there’s a slightmovement in our curtains here, the curtains over there will be completelypulled down.” Zhang Yang’s roommate stretched his head.

“Ahem … cough … cough …. No … no … I just realized theventilation …..” Zhang Yang said in an embarra.s.sing way.

“Zhang yang, we also thought of the ventilation ah, however,now they suspect the ventilation too. You can still pull the curtains if youwant to see, there’s a crack inside from where you can see the same thing. Resta.s.sured, we won’t tell anyone ……” Another roommate also lift his head.

“………………” Zhang Yang was silent.

“Zhang Yang, we lived together for a few years, no one amongus blame you for that matter but we just have one question for you.” Yetanother guy raised his head from the bed.

“Well “ Zhang Yang was not feeling good, still he had nochoice but to toughen his scalp (force oneself to do sth against one’s will).

“Why did you wanted to put those pictures on the internet,several of us brothers live inside the dormitory to look at such wonderful …. Alas…” said the roommate with a deeply regrettable expression.

“That … you just…., I have to go to cla.s.s, also for thepreparation, you also know that we have important professional preparationcla.s.ses for a long time. …..”

Zhang Yang fled.

That morning, Zhang Yang spent his time inside the studio, adull painting of some plaster sculpture, and he finally painted with awatercolor to leave the studio. Then, after eating his lunch he went straightto the library.

The library was desolate. Zhang Yang saw the old man andboth of them nodded at each other then immersed themselves into reading theirbooks.

For Zhang Yang had an introverted personality, he didn’tlike to engage in social activities, not to mention that the old man seemed to bemuch older in age, nor was he a target for communication.

This time, Zhang Yang had brought a paper and a pen as everytime he picked up a library book hewould feel like calculating on the surface.

Time pa.s.sed gradually, Zhang Yang’s intensity was still fastand outrageous. A difficult book for half an hour and then exchanging it.Occasionally when he encountered a difficult problem, he would pause to pick upthe pen and write down a few gestures.

Zhang Yang was involved in more and more extensiveproportional a.n.a.lysis, algebraic methods, logical methods, ordinarydifferential equations (ODE), fluid mechanics … practically, he began to dabblein some of the designs of the mathematical subjects.

Before long, Zhang Yang at present, the books inside thelibrary had been unable to meet his satisfaction in reading.

In fact, the school was merely a low- grade inst.i.tution andthe library investment can also be expected to be less. Many of the books havebeen unable to keep up with the present times, but fortunately the school had along history with so much information. Zhang Yang could not figure out howlong, after all, Zhang Yang was now reading with a considerable selectivity. Manyschool had the information books in a narrow range for desultory reading.

About five o’ clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yang had alreadybeen on some of the shelves of the math book as he began to lose interest. Thelibrary started to turn boring and he was trying to find something interestingwith relevant information.

“Zhang Yang?”

“…. Du Xue …!”

Zhang Yang just wandering around inside when a clear voiceof a girl came from behind. Zhang Yang looked back and it was actually Du Xue.

“Excuse me …” Du Xue saw Zhang Yang, her clothes got stirredthen she lowered her head and her ears and neck looked red.

“Oh, its okay, you read too?” Zhang Yang did not wanted to dwell on the above mishap.

“Yes, I come here every day to read, I like this atmosphere ……oh .. which book are you reading?” DuXue immediately felt relieved as she saw Zhang Yang did not seem to havenoticed anything.

“Nothing… just flipping around some books …”

Zhang Yang smiled and put the book “Shan Hai Jing” on theshelf. He used to read that book when he was younger so when he saw it just amoment ago, he just casually looked through the book.

“What kinds of books do you like to read?”

“There is no interest, before, I liked to read some internetnovels but recently I’m busy and I also haven’t gone out.”

“Ah … you also like to read internet novels?” Du Xue lookedexcited.

“Well, sometimes …”

Looking at Du Xue’s white and soft skin, Zhang Yang skippeda heartbeat. Du Xue was a kind of extremely beautiful girl, soft and delicatewhich could easily let a person form a protective psychology. As a matter offact, on the train, Zhang Yang’s sudden burst of courage and Du Xue’s weaktemperament were connected. In every man’s heart, there will be a subconscious protectivenessfor the small and weak called the male chauvinism ……………

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