Chapter 92 Oh ~ fishing
Xu Qingzhou handed the kettle to Song Yao. Song Yao shook her head and asked him to drink first. He was not polite, opened the lid, took two sips, drank the kettle, and handed the kettle to Song Yao.
Song Yao used the straw on the cup lid. When drinking water, her two long white legs straightened and swayed gently to relax.
The evening breeze was blowing with a hint of coolness, and the playground was still very lively. There were young couples going for a ride, some were running, and some were recording singing videos with their mobile phones.
Everything seemed peaceful and beautiful.
Xu Qingzhou was attracted by the shaking next to him again. The little white socks were very good.
"What are you looking at?" Song Yao noticed that Xu Qingzhou's eyes were a little unnatural for a moment and she retracted her legs.
"There's dust on your socks."
"He took the photo for me."
Xu Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, thinking that there was still such a good thing, but he did not act rashly. He suspected that she was fishing. When he stretched out his claws, he gave him a fatal scissor kick.
Wait, let's use scissors to kill each other. He won't lose.
After analyzing the pros and cons, Xu Qingzhou no longer hesitated and directly touched the white socks with his paws.
Snap~
His hand was slapped away.
Song Yao glared at Xu Qingzhou and said, "Just do it if I ask you to, Xu Qingzhou, do you know what it means for a man and a woman to accept and not be intimate with each other?"
Xu Qingzhou: "."
Yes, it was indeed a trap. In an instant, he stood on the moral high ground and despised himself.
But the temptation is right in front of him. Not to mention that he is a young man with a strong temper now. Even if the saint comes, he can't resist it.
Little girl, you will understand the truth in the future. If you go out to mess around, you will have to pay it back sooner or later.
Xu Qingzhou glanced at her long white legs regretfully and continued to blow the air.
Coincidentally, the girl who hurt Song Yao last time was also there. She was panting and running across from the two people.
This made Xu Qingzhou sigh again, lamenting that the joys and sorrows between people are not the same.
Song Yao also noticed the girl, with a melancholy expression, and suddenly asked: "Xu Qingzhou, do you boys like that girl?"
Xu Qingzhou leaned back, lying on the steps, and said: "Everyone's aesthetics is different. There is no specific standard for this thing."
"What about you?" Song Yao asked.
"Me?" Xu Qingzhou was stunned for a moment and said lazily: "I'm not that vulgar and don't care about this."
Mainly, he really felt that Song Yao's figure was already good, just right, and it would be uncoordinated if her proportions were larger.
"Then you scolded me last time and said my breasts were small." Song Yao curled her lips, still angry about what happened last time. Her own breasts were not small, and they were pretty good.
"Impossible." Xu Qingzhou shook his head and said firmly: "I definitely didn't say that."
Song Yao raised her eyebrows and thought to herself, you know the truth and you know how to make amends for yourself.
Playground, evening breeze. The fatigue of the past two days is gone.
Xu Qingzhou was very relaxed, sitting on the steps, and said slowly: "I usually don't talk about people's shortcomings."
As soon as he finished speaking, he fell into silence. He also felt that something was wrong with this sentence.
At this time, he secretly looked to the side.
As expected, Song Yao's eyes were filled with anger.
Song Yao was furious now. She originally thought that Xu Qingzhou had something good to say to her.
What is a "shortcoming"?
This is her shortcoming!
She is only 18 years old, and her future potential is unlimited!
"Xu Qingzhou, I want to kill you!"
Song Yao clenched her fists, grinding her back teeth to pieces. She really wanted to beat this bastard up so that she could relieve her hatred. "Can I explain it?" Xu Qingzhou said seriously.
"explain!"
Song Yao decided to listen to what Xu Qingzhou said and give him a chance to change his ways, or what Xu Qingzhou said now would become his epitaph.
Xu Qingzhou sat upright and looked at Song Yao with a serious expression: "I mean, I like those people who are important to me, no matter what they are like."
Song Yao was a bit mischievous and stuttered when speaking. She felt like she was on a roller coaster. "Am I important to you?"
"Of course." Xu Qingzhou nodded and sighed: "After all, at Beijing University, there is no other person who will often call me to ask if I have eaten, urge me to go to bed early, urge me to exercise for free, and do not charge for it. They are simply free nannies."
Song Yao: "Huh?"
8pm.
Xu Qingzhou went back to the dormitory holding his waist. There was already a bruise on his waist, which was caused by Song Yao pinching him.
Yes, he did it on purpose. You see, although the flesh on my waist hurts now, at least I am back alive.
There is no one in the dormitory. Xu Zhengyang seems to have really realized his enlightenment in the past two days and decided to be a wolf warrior. He is full of energy all day long and participates in various social activities.
Kong Xianbo and Zhai Ziqiang are also busy on their own.
Xu Qingzhou took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and went to the study room with his computer and manuscript.
For example, in the study room, he prefers the classroom, or going to the library. There is always a masculine smell in the study room, which makes people's heads hurt.
But it's too late now, so I have to run back and forth to get to the classroom.
There are only three people in the study room. One of them, Xu Qingzhou, is quite familiar. He often stays up late. Xu Qingzhou accidentally saw a book about the postgraduate entrance examination. It was obviously a postgraduate entrance examination dog.
Tonight, Xu Qingzhou really started writing.
[Discussion on the regular intervals of prime numbers and proof of Kramer’s conjecture] Scheme.
If you want to do research, the first thing you should do is design, which is studydesign. This is a general direction.
The first part of the design is to first explain the background clearly, and then talk about what the problem is. Form a structured variable system, and then specify each variable.
This is what Xu Qingzhou likes to do. Don’t look at it. It's a bit useless, just writing down the things in my heart, but the effect is not small.
To a certain extent, it also plays a role in feasibility analysis.
Xu Qingzhou worked very quickly, and by 12 o'clock in the evening, he had already completed the design part. This was just the beginning, every step forward would be hellish.
He carried the computer back to the dormitory. At this point, no one had gone to bed yet.
Kong Xianbo was at odds with him, secretly competing with him.
Zhai Ziqiang, under pressure from Xu Qingzhou and Kong Xianbo, had no choice but to go to bed at 11:50 p.m. and pushed it to 12:30 p.m.
Xu Zhengyang was watching a movie commentary. It was a campus sweet movie called "Hawthorn Tree Love", which was shown in class before.
Xu Qingzhou felt strange: "Have you never seen this movie?"
"I haven't seen it." Xu Zhengyang looked at it seriously and even took out a notebook to take notes.
"If there's anything interesting to watch in the commentary, why not just go watch the movie."
"No, it's too late." Xu Zhengyang sighed.
"Um?"
"I met two girls in the club. One likes artsy movies and the other likes animation movies. During this time, I have to make up for both parts of the movie."
(End of chapter)