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第一章:藏在书桌里的宇宙与低音频率 (4 / 6)_

        Crastaredatthered-inked“60,”crudelyoverwrittenonherpaper,aamessofemotionsriseinherchest.

        Itwasn’treallyamystery.

        Itwasherowresistance.

        Shelovedthewild,urainedplotsihevastarchitectureofsci-fiuniverses.Butthemomentshefacedaeseliteratureexamandsawpromptsdemandingstudehizewiththeauthor’ssorrowoverspringandautumn,”awaveofabsurditywouldhither.Shehadneveragreedwiththewayterreaderstooktheirownsubjectiveinterpretations,forcedawholesetofemotionsontoatext,andthenloudlydecred,*Thisiswhattheauthorwasthinking.*

        Afterall,heauthor.Noonecouldverifyoetwasactuallythinkinginthemomentofwriting.Sowhydidtheeion’sstudentshavetousethesamestandardto“learn”and“memorize”someoneelse’sfeelings?

        ThatkindofimposedresonancemadeCra’sbrainshort-circuiteverytimeshetookatest.

        Andhistorycsswasevenworse.

        Sheelessatit—especiallythebrutememorizationofdynasties,dates,andyear-by-yearges.Inscefi,timecouldjumpandfoldandloophoweveritpleased.Inahistorytextbook,gettingasingleyearwrolosingpoints.

        Strangely,herbiologygradeswerealwaysanotchhigherthahingelse.Andifshewaableshotatanationaluy,thecametimetochooseatraeleventhgrade,shedidate.Shetookthe“safest”route—thethirdtrack,packedwithphysics,chemistry,andbiology.Forher,itwasbettertofacechemicalequilibriumequationsandcelldivisionthantomemorizewhichtreatywassignedinwhichyear.

        Inasce-trackwhereboysmadeuptwo-thirdsofthestudents—andtheairalwayscarriedafaintmixofsweatandlunchboxfood—Cradidn’ttalkmuch.Sheworerimlessgssesthatlookednothinglikewhatmosthighschoolershad.Heruniformshirtwasalwaysbuttohstrictprecisiontothefirstbuttonbelowhercolrbone.Herhairwastiedback,andsharp.

        Shewasalwaystryingtomakeherselflookmoremature,moreposed—asiflookinglikeanadultwouldlethersafelyhidethewildfantasiesinherhead,alongwithherptforthesystem’ssingle“correswer.”

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