Double King Concerto Op. 192

When Yu Zhen came back from Professor Zou, his steps were a bit heavy, and his expression was not very good-looking.

He even got distracted at the door of the dormitory, so he took the key of the studio locker and poked at the dormitory door using the room card for more than a minute, until Xiao Qiuzi, who was in the dormitory waiting for Xiaoye Yu to come back and went to the cafeteria to eat together, found out There was movement at the door and the door was opened in time to save the innocent sensor.

"What's wrong with you, what's your face?"

Yu Zhen came back to his senses, blinked his eyes, and his brain was spinning rapidly: "Xiao Qiuzi, let me ask you something: If you fell in love with a mythical beast in the game, you have been preparing for a long time with great interest to kidnap him as your son." , Seeing that you are about to get it, at this time, a person with a lower level than you, no better technology than you, but the equipment is so high and the background is very hard, tell you that the beast is raised by his family, you don’t even think about it——At this time What will happen to you?"

Qiu Weiran was confused when he heard it: why did he fall in love with the beast and wanted to kidnap the beast to be his son? What the hell are these.

"Say it again, the amount of information just now is too large, and my CPU can't handle it."

Young Master Yu gave Xiao Qiuzi a disgusted look: "Forget it, your memory is too much occupied by Wen Lulu, and you can't keep up with the tempo of normal people."

Xiao Qiuzi was very wronged: Mr. Yu always doesn't like to recognize the reality, you can speed up the rhythm of normal people at will, do normal people agree?

"Why don't you just say it, I studied psychology and not cryptography."

Hearing this, Xiaoye Yu motioned for Xiao Qiuzi to come over, and then murmured.

"Damn, so dark?!" Xiao Qiuzi was filled with righteous indignation.

"It's my guess. I can't go wrong with the meaning of Professor Zou's words."

"Then Moss must die of depression?"

Mr. Yu couldn't be more disgusted with this hair boy: Work [-] is already pitiful enough, do you dare to stop cursing SHI? !

Rolling eyes: "You go!"

"Okay, I was wrong." Qiu Weiran looked up at the ceiling, clasped his hands together as if praying, "I'm too young to do anything, childish words are innocent, don't take it seriously."

Only then was Young Master Yu satisfied, and he patted a 16-year-old child on the shoulder and gave instructions: "Don't spread the word, after all, the subjective factors in the scoring of things like art are too influential, so you can't talk nonsense."

Qiu Weiran couldn't laugh or cry: Then you not only guessed randomly, but also told me as if you saw it with your own eyes!

——Of course, Xiao Qiuzi didn't express his thoughts.

In fact, Qiu Weiran has the bottom line in his heart. Zhenren Yu is smart and quick-witted, so it is common to guess things along with the clues—but this kid has a great advantage: he doesn't guess things that don't make sense, and he doesn't guess things that are uncertain. He said that he only told people he trusted with certain guesses, and none of the guesses he could tell was a fait accompli.

——In other words, this kid Yu Zhen not only has a high IQ, but more importantly, his EQ is unambiguous on important issues, which is by no means comparable to that of ordinary nerds and geeks.

Afterwards, he told Xiao Qiuzi a few more words, and Xiaoye Yu ran directly to the opposite building to look for Work Eighteen without even entering the house.

Looking at Fa Xiaoer who was going away like the wind, Qiu Weiran greeted the ceiling again with his eyes, but the greeting was extremely bleak: "Oh, why did you get married so soon, uncle and I haven't raised enough yet."

——The slots can fill the screen!

After knocking on the door a few times, he found that Work Eighteen hadn't come back yet. Yu Zhen didn't wander absent-mindedly this time, and quickly found the right key and entered the door.

Put away your bag, change your shoes, and take off your coat.

The whole set of movements is clean and neat, and it is simply well-trained.

Then I went into the bathroom to turn on the water heater, went to the kitchenette to turn on the water dispenser, and poured myself a glass of milk by the way.

——Well, the milk is a bit cold, put it in the microwave for 2 minutes to heat it up.

When the microwave oven sounded "ding" to indicate that the task was completed and the chief inspector was welcome, the bedroom door lock rang.

Moss is back.

Put away your bag, change your shoes, and take off your coat.

The same set of movements, compared with Yu Chun's previous performance, the score is greatly reduced.

Yu Zhen tried his best to behave like usual: "I'm back."

"Ah."

Moss originally wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, but when he saw Yu Zhen holding a mug, he couldn't hide the pain in his heart for some reason. He was afraid of being discovered by the children, so he quickly took the bag and went into the room. In the study room, leave a back view for people outside.

——Completely different from the high-spirited back when he went out, a slightly fragile and helpless back.

Holding the mug, Yu Zhen leaned against the door frame of the study, drank all the milk in a leisurely manner, and never took his eyes off that person.

Watching Work Eighteen, I sat at the table and stared blankly for a while, then suddenly took out a pile of paper from my bag and scratched on it with a pen, six strokes and three forks on one side, the movements were very powerful and extremely There is a sense of rhythm, but it can be seen that this way of venting anger is not very effective.

—After scratching out the whole stack, Moss began to tore the poor materials by hand.

Yu Zhen blinked, put the cup on the small table in the living room, and walked into the study.

"It's really inconvenient without a shredder. Are these all to be destroyed?"

"Ah."

"If your hands are tired, rest."

"it is good."

"Do you know what the longest word in the world is?"

Moss gave a pause, and then listened to the child announce the answer by himself.

"It's □□iles, because the distance between the two s's is onemile."

Seeing that Work Eighteen was finally over, Yu Zhen raised his hand and poked his dimple with his index finger: "So if you smile more, you can go further."

She still had a real little angel smile.

"You knew already?"

"That's right." Yu Zhen nodded her head and readily admitted without any pretense, "I just came back from Professor Zou's place 33 minutes before the moment you entered the door, and he wanted me to persuade you, so guess and guess It's almost here."

Mr. Zou's original intention was actually to use Moss' example as a psychological foreshadowing and vaccination for his little apprentice. After all, in this world, there are tricky things that cannot be controlled, and things that happen are inevitable and helpless. a lot of.

——Fairness is relative, where is absolute fairness?

If you want to make achievements, you must have the right time, the right location, and the harmony of people.

The weather depends on luck, the location depends on the background, and the only thing you can grasp is harmony.

Moss has talent, hard work, and accumulation—these are his current relationship, and it will be Yu Zhen's relationship one day.

You can't ask for the right time, and you can't ask for the right location.Pay attention to the former, while the latter can only be compensated by virtue of harmony.

That's why Mr. Zou said to Yu Zhen, "You are young, so you can take it easy and take every game as an opportunity to accumulate experience, and finally use the experience of being hacked again and again to kill them all. , let them know why the flowers are so red."

Little classmate Yu Zhen blinked his eyes, acting like he was in a daze, and just when Mr. Zou was about to lament that a child can be taught, he shot a carbine: "Teacher, is that how you came out of it at that time?"

"..."

Mr. Zou's mood dropped by [-]% in an instant: Can we still play happily together after the truth?

Old hero Zou's words of consolation did not conform to Xiaoying Yu's style at all, and Moss heard similar words from so many people how many times.

The principle is just like this. If you put it there, it will not increase, it will not decrease, it will not be dirty, it will not be dirty, it will not be born, it will not die, it will not leave you, and you will never abandon it. No matter how much you listen to it, you have to do it.

Yu Zhen knew that it was normal for Moss to feel uncomfortable when encountering such a situation. Anyone who encountered such a thing would feel depressed for a while, the only difference was the length of the depression.

So the child doesn't want to talk too much about this matter, and would rather give Work Eighteen enough trust and freedom to let him relax.

So little classmate Yu Zhen withdrew from the study and allowed Work Eighteen to destroy the results of his hard work for half a year.

——That must not be possible.

I saw Yu Zhen humming "Little Star Variations" and walking forward, turned on Moss's computer very naturally and smoothly, and put out the electronic manuscript of the results with ease. After a few clicks, the printer started to work.

"Continue," the child made a gesture of invitation, "If you destroy a copy, I will make a copy to ensure that the supply is timely and the stock is sufficient."

Moss: "..."

This prodigal son really lacks political and ideological education on thrift and sustainable development.

——But it is undeniable that my heart is a little warm.

Moss put down the pen and paper in his hand, walked to Yu Chun's side and hugged the prodigal son into his arms.

"The paper shredder is going on strike?"

Knowing that the child couldn't see it, he still showed an aggrieved face: "Well, my hands are too tired, so I won't do it."

"Well, I thought I'd save another buck for ice cream."

"It's cold, don't eat ice."

I patted the child's buttocks as a punishment, and then I heard a certain little pig whimpering.

Moss laughed, how could the child in his arms be so cute.

"Guess what, tell me."

"The ranking of the competition has actually been determined by the organizer a long time ago."

——The child is really unambiguous at all, hitting the nail on the head.

"anything else?"

"You're not that egotistical, you don't take for granted that the grand and first prizes are yours, and you don't even react that way if you get the second prize. So I guess you got the third prize , or worse, the Excellence Award."

"If it were you, what would you think?"

Yu Zhen looked up at Work Eighteen, feeling that his complexion was much better than when he first entered the door.

"What I say now is all false, and I will know what to do when things really happen to me. Well, take your time, you are the vanguard, what you have experienced will one day be my own Experience, maybe the situation is luckier than you, or maybe the situation is worse than you - I can't control too many things, the only thing I can control is myself, isn't it?"

The child still kept an angelic smile, and Moss saw stars in his eyes.

"Yes." Bending down and kissing Yu Zhen's forehead, Moss sighed, "You're so smart, how can you look like a 12-year-old child, huh?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhen hummed unhappily: "It's a teenager!"

"Well, teenager."

Yu Zhen was really happy now, proudly puffed out her small chest, hooked Work Eighteen's neck and pounced upwards, and gnawed on his lips.

——A chirping sound, a loud ringing sound.

Moss pursed his lips subconsciously, um, it tasted full of milk!

"I like your work." Yu Chunle, who succeeded in the sneak attack, frowned, "This is a prize, a global limited edition, only this one has no special colony."

"Ah."

Moss nodded, leaned over and gave Yu Chun a lingering kiss, he didn't give up until he felt the child's body go limp and started to fall.

Feeling that he was about to suffocate, Yu Zhen took a big gulp of the surrounding air, wishing that the oxygen content in the air around him soared to over 80.00%.

While breathing, I suddenly heard whispers in my ears——

"It's an honor, this is my acceptance speech."

The author has something to say:

#精紧read time:#

#The scale of this article is at most like this, cough. #

#This side is too old to bear【远目】#

#凯真 The original intention of letting his son learn the piano was good, but he forgot one very important thing. #

#Predecessors have a saying: When two subjects meet, there must be an attack.When two attacks meet, there must be one. #

#So Yu Zhen, the King of Western Musical Instruments, met Moss, the King of Western Musical Instruments, and Yu Zhen's little classmate was caught by accident. #