Chapter 92 Oh~ Fishing Xu Qingzhou handed the kettle to Song Yao. Song Yao shook her head and asked him to drink first. He didn't hesitate. He unscrewed the lid and took two gulps. After drinking, he handed the kettle to Song Yao. Song Yao used the straw on the cup lid. When drinking water, her two long white legs were stretched out and swayed gently to relax. The evening breeze was blowing, bringing a hint of coolness, but the playground was still very lively. There were young couples out for a drive, some were jogging, and some were holding up their phones and recording singing videos. Everything seems peaceful and beautiful. Xu Qingzhou was attracted by the swaying beside him again. The little white socks looked pretty good. "What are you looking at?" Song Yao noticed Xu Qingzhou's gaze and felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, so she retracted her legs. "You have dust on your socks." "Take the photo for me." Xu Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, thinking that there was such a good thing, but he did not act rashly. He suspected that she was fishing, and when he stretched out his claws, he would give him a fatal scissor kick.
Wait, he won’t lose out by using fatal scissor kicks one by one. After analyzing the pros and cons, Xu Qingzhou no longer hesitated and reached out his claws directly towards the white socks. slap~ His hands were slapped away. Song Yao glared at Xu Qingzhou and said, "You took the photo just because I told you to. Xu Qingzhou, do you know what it means that men and women should not touch each other?" Xu Qingzhou: “.” Yes, it was indeed a trap. I immediately stood on the moral high ground and despised myself. But the temptation is right in front of him. Not to mention that he is a young man full of vigor and vitality, even a saint would not be able to resist it. Little girl, you will understand one thing in the future: sooner or later you will have to pay for what you have done. Xu Qingzhou looked at the long white legs with regret and continued to blow the wind. Coincidentally, the girl who had hurt Song Yao last time was also there. She was panting and running past the two of them. This made Xu Qingzhou sigh again, lamenting that people's joys and sorrows are not shared. Song Yao also noticed the girl, with a melancholy expression, and suddenly asked: "Xu Qingzhou, do you guys like the type of girl that she is?" Xu Qingzhou leaned back, lying on the steps, and said, "Everyone's aesthetic taste is different. There is no specific standard for this." "What about you?" Song Yao asked. "Me?" Xu Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, and said lazily: "I'm not that vulgar, I don't care about this." The main thing is that he really thinks Song Yao's figure is good enough, just right, and if it's any bigger the proportions will be unbalanced. "Then you scolded me last time, saying that my breasts are small." Song Yao pouted, still angry about what happened last time. Her breasts are not small either, and are quite firm. "Impossible." Xu Qingzhou shook his head, his tone very firm: "I definitely didn't say that." Song Yao raised her eyebrows and thought to herself that you are smart enough to make amends for yourself.
The playground, the evening breeze, all the tiredness of the past two days was swept away. Xu Qingzhou was very relaxed, sitting back on the steps, and said slowly, "I usually don't pick on people's shortcomings." As soon as he finished speaking, silence fell. He also felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this sentence. At this time, he secretly looked to the side. As expected, there was anger in Song Yao's eyes. Song Yao was so angry that she almost died. She originally thought Xu Qingzhou was going to say something nice to her. What is a “shortcoming”? How could this be her shortcoming! She is only 18 years old and has unlimited potential in the future! "Xu Qingzhou, I want to kill you!" Song Yao clenched her fists, her back teeth almost breaking, she wanted to beat this bastard up, this would be the only way to relieve her hatred. "Can I explain it?" Xu Qingzhou said seriously. "Say!" Song Yao decided to listen to Xu Qingzhou and give him a chance to reform, otherwise, what Xu Qingzhou said now would become his epitaph. Xu Qingzhou sat up straight and looked at Song Yao with a serious expression: "What I mean is, for those people who are important to me, no matter what they look like, I like them." Song Yao was a little mute, and even stuttered when speaking. Her mood was like a roller coaster. "Am I important to you?" "Of course." Xu Qingzhou nodded and sighed, "After all, in Beijing University, there is no one else who would often call to ask if I have eaten, urge me to go to bed early, and urge me to exercise without charging any money. It's like a free babysitter." Song Yao: "Hmm?" 8 pm. Xu Qingzhou returned to the dormitory holding his waist. There was a purple spot on his waist, which was pinched by Song Yao. Yes, he did it on purpose. You see, although the flesh on my waist hurts now, at least I am back alive. There was no one in the dormitory. Xu Zhengyang seemed to have really come to an end these two days. He decided to be a wolf warrior. He was energetic all day and participated in various social activities. Kong Xianbo and Zhai Ziqiang were also busy with their own things. Xu Qingzhou took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and went to the study room with his computer and manuscript. He prefers the classroom or the library to the study room. There is always a masculine smell in the study room, which makes people's brains hurt. But it’s too late now and I have to run back and forth to the classroom. There were only three people in the study room, and Xu Qingzhou was quite familiar with one of them, a friend who often stayed up late. Xu Qingzhou accidentally saw a book on the postgraduate entrance examination, and it was obvious that he was preparing for the exam. Tonight, Xu Qingzhou finally started writing. [Discussion on the spacing rules of prime numbers and proof of Cramer's conjecture] Plan. If you want to do a research, the first thing you should do is design, that is, study design, which is a general direction. The first part of the design is to first clarify the background and then what the problem is. Form a structured variable system and then specify each variable. This is what Xu Qingzhou likes to do. Although it seems a bit useless, it is nothing more than writing down the things in his mind, but it is very useful. To a certain extent, it also plays the role of feasibility analysis. Xu Qingzhou worked very quickly and had finished the design part by 12 o'clock in the evening. This was just the beginning, and every step thereafter would be extremely difficult.
He carried his computer back to the dormitory. At this time, no one had gone to bed yet. Kong Xianbo was at odds with him and was competing against him secretly. Zhai Ziqiang was forced to work under pressure from Xu Qingzhou and Kong Xianbo, and he had to stretch his bedtime from 11:50 to 12:. Xu Zhengyang was listening to the movie commentary. It was a sweet campus movie called "Under the Hawthorn Tree", which had been shown in class before. Xu Qingzhou felt strange: "You haven't seen this movie?" "I haven't seen it." Xu Zhengyang read it very seriously and even took out a notebook to take notes. "What's so interesting about the commentary? Why not just go and watch the movie?" "No, it's too late." Xu Zhengyang sighed. "Ok?" "I met two girls in the club. One likes literary movies, and the other likes anime movies. I have to catch up on both types of movies during this period." (End of this chapter)