Chapter 294 Undergraduate graduation! On the other side, Xu Zhengyang and his classmates were taking Professor Jiao’s advanced substitute class. Seeing that it was already 11 o'clock, Xu Zhengyang took out his phone and typed: "Lao Xu, how was the defense?" Xu Qingzhou: "My godfather has graduated." Xu Qingzhou: "." A photo of Xu Qingzhou wearing a bachelor's gown and holding two certificates. Xu Zhengyang: “Awesome.” Kong Xianbo: “Awesome.” Zhai Ziqiang: “Awesome.” Xu Qingzhou: "When you are free, please have dinner with us, my adopted sons."
Xu Zhengyang: "Bah, that's what you should do to 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 obsessed with love and he would take advantage of the situation to pursue victory. As a result, this bastard found love and academic success. What to do? I’m tired and want to get rid of it. The bell rang for the end of get out of class. Xu Zhengyang sighed and said faintly, "Old Kong, there are no classes this 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. He has been in the training group during this period, but he has completed the tasks assigned by Professor Gu over the weekend. I wanted to look up 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 and went straight back to the dormitory to order takeout. Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao were very efficient. Graduation had to have some sense of ceremony, so they simply walked around the school, checked in and took photos. At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was getting a bit scorching, so after taking the photos, the two of them sat by the Weiming Lake to enjoy the cool air. The autumn scenery on the Kyoto University campus is still very nice. The lake is rippling, and the leaves on the shore have turned yellow, giving off a unique and solemn atmosphere of late autumn. Xu Qingzhou took off his bachelor's gown and just sat down on the chair. Song Yao sat on his lap and put her arms around his neck.
Oh~ It's been developed again. Although it was very cool, this guy insisted: "The chair is not dirty." Song Yao narrowed her eyes, her look somewhat dangerous. She finally understood that this guy did it on purpose, so she stretched out her hand and rubbed Xu Qingzhou's ear, "The chair is not dirty, then what?" "Then, you can kiss." Xu Qingzhou didn't dare to do it again and moved forward. Song Yao closed her eyes and carefully felt the warmth on the tip of her tongue. Although there were not many people around, my heart was still pounding outside. Very exciting. Wait, this still doesn’t seem right. Why does she keep thinking of the word “excitement”? Even if I want Xu Qingzhou to force me, it's the same Song Yao found that his thoughts were becoming increasingly dangerous. And then. She still felt at ease and passed the blame to Xu Qingzhou. She doesn't have any weird hobbies. It's all Xu Qingzhou's business. She's just cooperating with Xu Qingzhou. At 3: in the afternoon, as soon as they got home, the two young men fell on the sofa. Xu Qingzhou was tired, and Song Yao was simply not feeling well. After lying down for a while, Xu Qingzhou stood up and poured Song Yao a cup of hot water. She took a sip and finished the rest herself. "I already said it back." Xu Qingzhou said. At two o'clock, he suggested going home, but School Beauty Song was taking photos enthusiastically and kept pulling him. Song Yao pursed her lips, drank some water, and regained some strength. She then leaned over to Xu Qingzhou again, fumbled for her cell phone, and began to select today's photos. "Didn't you ask me to take pictures? Why are all the pictures of you?" "Do you have any objections?" Song Yao raised her eyebrows. "No, how can that be possible? It's only natural to take pictures of your girlfriend!" "Look, aren't these all yours?" School Beauty Song shook her phone. Xu Qingzhou took a look and saw that a quarter of them were his, and the rest were photos of Song Yao alone and photos of the two of them together. The beauty of School Belle Song is so beautiful that she doesn’t even need to use any photo editing. The original photo is a beautiful one. Simply put, there is no skill involved, it’s all about appearance. The three elements of a portrait: model, model, and damn model. "How about this one?" Song Yao found a photo of herself standing under a ginkgo tree. She had her hair tied in a high ponytail with a few strands of hair in front of her forehead. She was wearing a white sweater and high-waisted jeans, looking like a college student. Xu Qingzhou nodded and said, "Very beautiful."
Song Yao agreed and said lazily, "I feel the same way when I look in the mirror." "Song Yao." "Hmm?" Song Yao was still checking the photos and secretly deleting the ones she thought were ugly. "Your character is too broken, please be a little cooler." A year ago, School Beauty Song exuded a cold aura that kept strangers away. Look at now. Infected by him? Song Yao snorted coldly, turned over flexibly, and pressed Xu Qingzhou under her again. She held down his head and slapped him on the face, leaving a lipstick mark, before she stood up contentedly. Xu Qingzhou lay helplessly on the sofa. It has changed, and it hasn’t changed, for example, it’s still as violent as ever. And, I still like being on it. The sound of washing disappeared. Song Yao removed her makeup, yawned, and asked Xu Qingzhou if he wanted to sleep. When he shook his head, she went back to the bedroom in her cotton slippers with rabbit ears to take a nap. Xu Qingzhou has been busy with his thesis. This rare free time allows him to rest his hands behind his head, thinking about his next plans. After graduating from college, I will take a break and report to Academician Chu Jiangfeng next Monday. You can focus on solving the Polignac conjecture. Progress is still at the level of exponential sum estimation. He planned to have 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, Ermao was already snoring in sleep. Rongcheng. Xu Shouyun and Wang Xiaping were on annual leave. Unlike previous years, this year they went to the countryside and then stayed at home to rest. "Qingzhou has graduated." Wang Xiaping muttered to herself as she looked at the photos Song Yao posted in the group. Xu Shouyun took a sip from the teacup and said in a daze, "Graduation." Since the second semester of senior year, this person seemed to have suddenly come to his senses. He took first place in the second test. Then things got even weirder. He took the top spot in the Sichuan geography subject exam." It’s even more amazing when you get to university. You’ll solve world-class problems, have your papers published on Renren Daily, and win prizes. That’s not all, he actually found a girlfriend for the first time in his life, and she’s a girl like Xiaoyao. Wang Xiaping looked at the photo again and again and said, "Lao Xu, I feel like I'm stepping on soft ground again." The kid who only knew how to secretly surf the Internet on weekends has suddenly become an adult. "I have it too." Xu Shouyun nodded, holding a photo of his son's defense. There were a bunch of weird scribbles on the blackboard. He listened to Xiaoyao say that the old men sitting in the audience were academicians, professors or something. Although the couple has worked in the system for most of their lives, they are, after all, just college graduates and ordinary citizens.
Academician, professor, they are not even close to each other. Du~du~ The message sounded. Another series of group photos. "Wow, these two..." This time, Wang Xiaping smiled and commented: "Seeing these photos, I feel a little more stable." Xu Shouyun took a glance and nodded. This series of photos are photos of Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao. Wang Xiaping poked Xu Shouyun with her arm and said, "Old Xu, go print these out tomorrow." "I want to go fishing." Xu Shouyun frowned and said, "Why don't you go to the printing shop while you play mahjong?" "Xu Shouyun." Wang Xiaping had a gloomy face. "Hey~ I'll go print it tomorrow." (End of this chapter)