Smile Effects

The Twelve Tinkles

Regaz stared at the clock in his phone impatiently. His ears were clenched by white earphones to drive away his allure. The library is still quite crowded because the school bell rang just two minutes ago. There are two classes that have a last visit to the library so that the place he incandescence has not been completely sterile from humans.

"Regard!" The loud call of the figure that had just come made his head spin ninety degrees.

That's the foster kid.

"Lo makes me like a b*go man," he answered flatly. The veiled resentment of being the center of attention of the majority of his underclassmen begins to spill on Candy. It was wrong of him to come late like this. It's good Regaz wants to wait for him, not leave the girl who always raises her emotions.

"Sorry anyway. My legs are short. It took me a while to get up to this top floor," Candy put her bag next to Regaz. He reached into his front pocket to grab something he put there. "Here," Candy thrusts the white box in front of Regaz.

Regaz frowned disliking. "Why? Are you not the same as the brand?"

"No!" Candy's rebut fast. The white box that made him stunned when he was still early, he returned it not because he did not like it.

"Continue what? I gave it to you. Is it hard to accept? So girls don't have to be complicated, can't they?!" Regaz replied with a sting. His originally calm facial water was now wrinkled with emotion.

Candy sighed listlessly. Why doesn't Regaz understand?

"You know what debt is, don't you?" His gaze was fixed on the white box located on the table. "I'm a nobody, but why are you being given this? I can't pay for it."

"Lo think I'm a loan shark asking for back services?"

Talking to Regaz requires patience. This means, respond to it.

Candy shook her head, she sighed softly. "No. But this is another language, you know that, right?"

"Yes what a condescension? I love you to lo. Just accept it, done! I don't have to worry because I have feelings, or anything. Bullshits! This is also in the interest of good guidance. I'm ashamed of Pak Jaya if you lose!"

His lips were open, he really did not understand what Regaz meant. Not yet had Candy to say, Regaz again raved.

"Gue doesn't love for free. You have to pay for your Olympic victory. I don't want to know anything! Our time is the same test. We must also be conducive, do not let this interfere with my study time for exams!"

"T-but--"

"Lo wants me to satay, huh? There's no buts!"

His lips tightly clenched, with the jaw hardened. Moreover, Regaz's sharp gaze made Candy instantly shrivelled. Hesitating, Candy opened the white box. Candy thrusts it at Regaz.

"What!" The guy frowned. Didn't they agree that there was no rejection of any kind?

"Mm, please turn on. I know how to."

Cengo with a magic answer coming out from the girl's mouth beside him, Regaz pulled a forced smile. Are there any creatures today who cannot turn on a cell phone? It's just turned on, not yet operating.

Candy extended her hand to look at the LCD screen of the phone that still showed no signs of life.

"As long as I set HP you read page 173. Shucks!" Cetus Regaz.

Don't want to be sprayed with a spicy sentence, Candy said. He took out the Olympic handbook from his bag and pretended to duck. From the corner of the eye, Candy could see Regaz who was busy with his phone making his focus distracted.

In order to facilitate use at the same time not sure if Candy can tinker, Regaz makes shortcuts for special chat to his number. Not good let alone try, he bought a mobile phone plus with a starter card and age quota once a year. The guy swore he'd make Candy his fist if he failed the Olympics.

"This is my number. If you are confused about something, just chat. I made a chat shortcut too."

"Why?" Ask Regaz confused. The mood is quite good so that the tone of the ketusnya he did not release.

Candy shook her head. "A long time I was in school, only this time there was someone as caring as you," Candy smiled which made Regaz stunned for a moment. That smile ...

"Normally they just know without a care. I know a lot of people, but I only know. They and their selfishness, I'm not surprised anymore" Candy bit her lower lip, she lowered her head. "Thank you for the phone, Gaz. I promise I will try to win. As if for you not already out a lot of money for the sake of this phone."

Regaz gulped his hard-earned saliva. His trembling right hand he hid on the table— clenched.

"Hm" the guy whispered. "Pursue what you should pursue. Don't be me!"

Candy's head is raised. Her watery eyes met a look with Regaz who was smiling bitterly. He still did not understand what Regaz's words meant. 

"Lo know what the same doppler effect of human life has to do?" The question from Regaz made Candy rub her watery eyes. He turned his attention to the open book.

There is no mention of the doppler effect. In the book there is only a formula that makes his head instantly frown.

"What?" Candy understood that Revaz was teaching her the material. The way the guy is always unique, and feels foreign to him.

The pencil in the middle of Candy's book is taken over by Regaz. It was dancing on an empty book.

"Reality never matches expectations. Which you hope, is not necessarily a reality," Regaz took a breath. "It's the same as the frequency of different sound sources the same frequency of the listener. You want it gini, which is even so. It's called the doppler effect."

This time, the theology is centered on emotions. Candy really likes this kind of thing.

"Reality equals the frequency of the listener, is that it? The expectation is the same as the frequency of the source of the sound, because it comes from the human mind?"

Regaz nodded firmly. He scrawled the formula presented then stunned.

"The listener approaches the source, the listener's speed is positive. It is the same as reality minus expectations. Your spirit will be high,"

Reality is approaching expectations then the spirit will be high. Spirit is defined as speed.

"Same expectations approach reality. That's obviously impossible, Dy. Lo hope gini, but maxain yourself let your expectations match the name of reality. The fall of obsession and it's not good" Regaz propped his head up with his right hand. "Either, why is the speed at which the source approaches the listener negative."

Candy saw what Regaz scrawled over the book. Their distance was close enough that the guy's faint smile was clearly visible. Is Candy dreaming?

"The formula fp is equal to v. Plus or minus vp divided by v plus or minus vs times fs. P is the listener, s is the source. The plus or minus rule is the same expectation of reality" Regaz closed his eyes. "understand?"

People will definitely misunderstand if they see their current position. But instead of pulling his head back, Candy just can not wiggle. The whole joint is locked.

He gulped. "Yep,"

What is the force of attraction between two different frequencies of the liver also including the doppler effect?

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- TO BE CONTINUED

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