allendalepharm Chapter 83 Long Line of Hot Posts
Chapter 83 Long Line of Hot Posts
Thump... Beep... Ding...
As night deepened, a few slightly hesitant piano notes echoed in the empty music room of Art Building A.
Su Hao sat in front of the huge grand piano, his slender fingertips clumsily tapping the black and white keys.
Several thick piano tutorials and music theory books were placed in front of him, and he was studying them intently.
While trying to transcribe the complex, garbled song in my mind, which belonged to "Psyduck," into a standard musical score, section by section.
This is an extremely demanding task.
Su Hao was shocked to discover that as his knowledge of music theory deepened and improved...
The Psyduck in my mind didn't seem to have stopped thinking; instead, it was simultaneously making more advanced modifications to the song.
Subsequently, the logical connections between musical phrases become increasingly tight.
It seems that to compose this masterpiece in its entirety and perform it flawlessly, an enormous amount of time will be required.
After leaving the music room and having dinner, Su Hao, carrying those heavy music theory books, strolled to the school library.
As soon as I pushed open the door, a wave of intense heat hit me. The reading room was packed with people, like sardines in a can, and it was impossible to find a seat!
He then realized that it was the most stressful exam week.
While waiting patiently in line to return his piano textbook at the book return counter, Su Hao's gaze was inadvertently drawn to several other people in line nearby.
They huddled together, mysteriously pulling out a thick stack of stapled printed materials from their bags, whispering amongst themselves.
With his exceptional eyesight, Su Hao immediately recognized the bold, large text on the cover:
"A Compilation of Duck God's Classic Problem-Solving Strategies - Top Secret Edition"
"Holy crap, where did you get this? It's so damn well organized!"
Look here! Not only does it show the ultimate problem-solving approach from the "Duck God," but someone has also provided extremely detailed example solutions!
"Absolutely. I heard there's a die-hard test-taker in Class 3, a fanatical and obsessive fan of Duck God, almost to the point of fanaticism!"
Another boy wearing glasses pushed up his nose bridge.
"He claimed to be doing this for the benefit of all mankind. He spent three sleepless nights copying down every single post that Duck God had answered on the forum during this period."
After compiling all the problem-solving strategies along with example problems, I organized them into a booklet, and it's gone viral!
Su Hao felt a slight tremor in his heart, swallowed hard, and looked around nervously.
Every corner of the library, on the stairs, by the windowsills, and everywhere you looked, were students engrossed in studying "The Duck God's Problem Solving Compilation," their heads down, their thirst for knowledge palpable!
The edges of those A4 papers were already frayed and worn beyond recognition from being flipped through so many times.
This shows just how crazy this group of people are about their dependence on this "scripture"!
Even more shocking was that that night, after returning to his dorm, Su Hao finished the last problem and was about to shut down his computer and go to sleep...
At the top of the anonymous forum, a popular post that was not a question was suddenly manually pinned.
The post title is unusually simple:
Thank you, Duck God!
Su Hao paused for a moment, then clicked on the post:
To be honest, ever since I got into this "gifted class" by luck, I've felt very depressed every day and have thought about dropping out countless times.
In this environment where everyone is a monster, there isn't a single person I know around me.
Whenever I encounter a problem that I can't solve no matter how hard I try, and I see others easily solve it, I don't dare to ask for help, for fear of being laughed at as a useless person.
However, during this time, the Duck God appeared!
He patiently answered every single, basic, and foolish question I sent late at night!
How can I describe that feeling...?
It's like suddenly meeting a powerful, reliable, yet completely unfamiliar, best friend in the midst of endless darkness!
It truly makes one feel incredibly warm and reassured!
Although I know that the duck god sitting on the other side of the screen is definitely a hundred or a thousand times smarter than a newbie like me struggling in the mud, even gods have to take midterm exams, right?
So I would like to sincerely wish Duck God good luck on his midterm exams and all the best!
Below this post, there is a long line of comments:
—Same here! If it weren't for Duck God's support over the past two weeks, someone with my poor mental fortitude would have completely broken down long ago.
—Although I still don't know who you are, or whether you are male or female, I sincerely want to say thank you today!
—I've been wanting to formally thank you for a while now. Thank you, Duck God!
—Speaking of which, if Duck God were a freshman like us, wouldn't the top scorer in the midterm exams be a foregone conclusion, directly decided by this genius? Hahaha!
—Is that even a question? There's absolutely no suspense.
—They are beings from completely different dimensions. Who would dare to presume to compete with the gods for first place?
—Hey everyone, "Duck God's Problem Solving Compilation" has gone viral, shouldn't we call on everyone to crowdfund some copyright fees for Duck God?
Below the post, dozens of replies filled with sincere gratitude were densely packed, and the number was increasing at a visible rate.
There was no mockery, no hostility, only the most sincere gratitude between people in this pressure cooker-like environment.
The main lights in the dormitory were off; only the dim blue light from the screen illuminated Su Hao's young face.
He sat quietly in front of the computer, watching the scrolling text on the screen.
Unbeknownst to him, Su Hao, who had always thought he had only done something insignificant, found his vision gradually becoming blurry...
He gently closed the laptop screen.
With a soft "click," the room returned to darkness.
Su Hao leaned back in his chair, tilted his head back, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the surging emotions of gratitude and warmth within him...