Chapter 294 Undergraduate graduation!
On the other side, Xu Zhengyang and the others were taking Professor Jiao's substitute class.
Seeing that it was already 11 o'clock, Xu Zhengyang took out his mobile phone and typed: "Old Xu, how was your defense?"
Xu Qingzhou: "My foster father has graduated."
Xu Qingzhou: "Photo.jpg."
A photo of Xu Qingzhou wearing bachelor's uniform and holding dual certificates.
Xu Zhengyang: “Awesome.”
Kong Xianbo: “Awesome.”
Zhai Ziqiang: “Awesome.”
Xu Qingzhou: "When we are free, please invite the adopted children to have dinner."
Xu Zhengyang: "Bah, you should honor your adoptive father."
Kong Xianbo: “+1.”
Zhai Ziqiang: "Me too."
Kong Xianbo sighed repeatedly in his heart, recalling that a year ago, he was still ambitious to compete with Lao Xu. He also thought that Lao Xu was addicted to love and love, so he pursued the victory.
As a result, this piece of shit fell in love and studied well.
What should I do? I feel tired and want to show off.
The bell rang for the end of get out of class.
Xu Zhengyang sighed and said quietly: "Old Kong, there are no classes in the afternoon."
"I still want to play Teemo."
Kong Xianbo said in a deep voice. He will participate in the preliminary round of the National Mathematics Competition in early November. During this time, he has been in the training group, but he has already completed the tasks assigned by Professor Gu over the weekend.
I originally wanted to see some information.
Now, I suddenly want to indulge myself for an afternoon.
"Play! Lao Zhai, what about you?"
"Dema."
The three of them didn't even eat, so they went back to the dormitory to order takeout.
Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao were very efficient. Graduation had to be a bit ceremonial no matter what, so they simply walked around the school, clocked in and took photos.
At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was a bit fierce. After taking the photo, the two of them sat down to enjoy the cool air by the Weiming Lake.
The autumn scenery on the Peking University campus is still very good. The lake surface is sparkling, the leaves on the shore have turned yellow, and there is a unique solemn atmosphere of late autumn.
Xu Qingzhou took off his academic uniform and as soon as he sat down on the chair, Song Yao sat on his lap and wrapped her hands around his neck.
Oh~
Developed again.
Although it feels great, this guy just wants to say: "The chair is not dirty."
Song Yao squinted her eyes, looking a little dangerous.
She finally understood that this guy did it on purpose, so she reached out and pinched Xu Qingzhou's ear, "The chair is not dirty, what next?"
"Then you can kiss."
Xu Qingzhou didn't dare to do anything again and moved forward.
Song Yao closed her eyes and carefully felt the warmth of the tip of her tongue.
Although there was no one around, my heart was still pounding outside.
Very exciting.
Wait, something still doesn't seem right. Why does she always think of the word "stimulating"?
Even if he wants Xu Qingzhou to force himself to do so
Song Yao found that her thoughts were gradually becoming dangerous.
And then.
She still passed the blame to Xu Qingzhou with peace of mind.
She doesn't have any weird hobbies, they are all Xu Qingzhou's. She just cooperates with Xu Qingzhou.
At 3:30 in the afternoon, as soon as they got home, the two young people fell on the sofa. Xu Qingzhou was tired, and Song Yao was simply unwell.
After lying down for a while, Xu Qingzhou stood up and poured a cup of hot water for Song Yao. She took a sip and drank the rest by herself.
"I must have said it back a long time ago."
Xu Qingzhou said. At two o'clock, he proposed to go home. The school beauty Song was busy taking pictures and kept pulling him.
Song Yao pursed her lips, drank some water, and regained some of her energy. Then she turned to Xu Qingzhou, fumbled for her phone, and began to select today's photos.
"Didn't you say you would take pictures of me? They are all your pictures anyway."
"Do you have any opinions?" Song Yao raised her eyebrows.
"No, how can I? It is only natural to take photos of your girlfriend!"
"Well, aren't these all yours?" School Beauty Song shook her phone. Xu Qingzhou took a look and saw that a quarter belonged to him, and the rest were photos of Song Yao alone and photos of the two of them together.
The beauty of Song school beauty is right there. She doesn’t even need a photo, the original photo is a beautiful photo.
To put it simply, there are no skills, it’s all about looks.
There are three elements of portraiture: model, model, or tm model.
"How about this one?"
Song Yao found a photo of her standing under a ginkgo tree, wearing a high ponytail, a few strands of broken hair in front of her forehead, a white sweater paired with high-waisted jeans, college style.
Xu Qingzhou nodded and said: "It's beautiful."
Song Yao agreed and said lazily: "I feel the same way when I look in the mirror."
"Song Yao."
"Huh?" Song Yao was still checking the photos, secretly deleting the ones she thought didn't look good.
"Your character has collapsed too much, please be more cool."
A year ago, the school beauty Song had a cold aura that kept strangers away from her.
Look now.
Infected by him?
Song Yao snorted coldly, turned over flexibly, pressed Xu Qingzhou under her again, held down his head, slapped his face, leaving a lipstick mark, and then stood up contentedly.
Xu Qingzhou lay helplessly on the sofa.
It hasn’t changed, it hasn’t changed, it’s just as violent as ever.
And, I still like being on top.
The sound of washing disappeared, Song Yao finished taking off her makeup, yawned, and asked Xu Qingzhou if he could sleep. Seeing him shaking his head, she stepped on cotton slippers with rabbit ears and went back to the bedroom to take a nap.
Xu Qingzhou has been busy with his thesis, and rarely has any free time. He puts his hands behind his head and thinks about the next arrangements.
After graduating from my undergraduate degree, I will take a break and report to Academician Chu Jiangfeng next Monday.
You can focus on solving the Polignac conjecture.
The progress still stops at the estimation of the exponential sum.
He planned to take a complete rest today, and he didn't plan to think about the steps in detail, so he just skipped them.
On Xu Qingzhou's belly, Ermeow had already snored and fallen asleep.
Chengdu.
Xu Shouyun and Wang Xiaping were on annual leave. Unlike previous years, they went to the countryside this year and then stayed at home to rest.
"Qingzhou has graduated." Wang Xiaping murmured to herself, looking at the photo that Song Yao posted in the group.
Xu Shouyun picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then said in a daze: "It's graduation."
Since the second semester of his third year of high school, this person seemed to have suddenly enlightened. He got first place in the second diagnostic examination, and then it became even weirder. He came back directly as the top scorer in the Shu Geography College Entrance Examination. ”
It’s even worse when you get to university. You have to solve world-class problems, get published in Renren Daily, and get a bonus.
Forget it, he actually found a girlfriend for the first time, a girl like Xiaoyao.
Wang Xiaping took the photo and looked at it again and again, and said: "Old Xu, I feel like my feet are stepping on soft ground again."
A brat who couldn't beat a fart and only secretly surfed the Internet on weekends suddenly became an adult.
"Me too."
Xu Shouyun nodded, holding a photo of his son's defense, with a bunch of ghost symbols written on the blackboard, and heard Xiaoyao say that the old men sitting in the audience were all academicians, professors and so on.
Although the two of them have been in the system for most of their lives, in the final analysis they are just technical secondary school graduates and ordinary citizens.
Academicians and professors are simply out of reach.
Du~du~
The message sounded.
Another series of group photos.
"Oh~, these two people." This time, Wang Xiaping smiled happily and commented: "Seeing these photos, I feel a little more stable."
Xu Shouyun glanced at it and nodded again.
This series of photos is a group photo of Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao.
Wang Xiaping poked Xu Shouyun with her arm and ordered: "Old Xu, go and print these out tomorrow."
"I want to go fishing."
Xu Shouyun frowned and said, "Why don't you just stop by the printing shop when you go to play mahjong?"
"Xu Shouyun."
Wang Xiaping had a sullen face.
"Ahem~ I'll print it tomorrow."
(End of chapter)