Xueba Raiders

Wait for her to finish speaking.He Qing knew that Gu Xiaoyan would inevitably be lonely at home alone.

When He Qing was in high school, his parents divorced, Gu Xiaoyan remarried, and married Liang Wei.Liang Wei is a qualified stepfather, and he really likes Gu Xiaoyan.However, as a senior executive of the company, he is busy with social activities, and he can hardly touch the house before dark.

Liang Wei has a daughter named Liang Lan. A 14-year-old rebellious girl who doesn't hide her skin for a day is definitely the sun coming out from the south.She and Gu Xiaoyan were neither awkward nor embarrassed, but she admired He Qing, the brother who fell from the sky.But He Qing was studying abroad, so he didn't have many opportunities to meet her, and he didn't expect her to be Gu Xiaoyan's little padded jacket.

Gu Xiaoyan talked for a while, then suddenly changed the subject: "Today I asked again, medical devices will also be a hot field in the future, why don't you..."

He Qing's tone suddenly became cold: "Mom."

"You are only a sophomore now, and you still have a long way to go..."

"When I grow up, I will also study medicine."

Gu Xiaoyan, who was interrupted twice, finally stopped talking, she was silent for a few seconds, and continued: "Remember to eat well."

He Qing said "hmm", and the two of them didn't talk much.As soon as he hung up, he felt a little regretful. The feeling of breaking up with his mother was not comfortable, but his family did not support him to study medicine, and Gu Xiaoyan always tried every means to lead him out of this path, which was even more unacceptable .

Looking at the watch, more than ten minutes have passed. When He Qing returned to the house from the balcony, Yang Hao had already returned from the stadium, and was talking to Jiang Feng about tonight's battle with great interest. When he saw He Qing, he was in a hurry. Pull him in.

"Don't tell Lao He," Jiang Feng grabbed Yang Hao and pouted in the direction of He Qing's desk, "The pride of 604, the future star of F University Medical School!"

"Let me say a few words." He Qing turned on the desk lamp, and the warm light illuminated the postcard on the wall—it was Professor Yuan Ti, a leader in the field of orthopedics.

He Qing will not be idle to do these things, it seems to be sent by Lin Weizhen when he was a freshman, and there is a line of his words in the corner - "I wish Dr. He surpassed his idol and has a bright future", flamboyant, pen and ink There is a youthful spirit behind it.

Pick up a pen, record, turn pages, and look up words.In Jiang Feng's words, He Qing was more focused on reading literature than he was on fantasy novels, and they had a good relationship in the dormitory, so they made a lot of noise because of this, but He Qing never quarreled with his studies.

He Qing, a medical student at F University, started an ordinary and extraordinary new semester.

Sophomore year in medical school is suffocating. F University has three campuses. Hard-working medical students often span [-] kilometers between classes. They have to get up at [-] o'clock in the morning, and they are even higher than the third year of high school. Taking a breath on the school bus seems to inhale a ton of anxiety.

The sophomore class was so many and difficult, the college arranged some exams in the mid-term, took out the calendar to check, and found that two months in a semester were exam months.

The next day, 604 started the morning charge with seven alarms—because Jiang Feng was afraid of missing the train, he set three bells, but he was the last one to get up.

"Wait! I forgot my pencil case on the table!"

"Bring me a fart! I'll borrow you, it's going to be late!"

Jiang Feng and Yang Hao brushed their teeth side by side, and Li Xiaosong put on his sneakers and looked at the pool calmly, thinking that the two of them were bound to have bleeding gums.

When the three of them rushed onto the school bus in a hurry, He Qing had already bought bread for four people, sat on the seats, and delivered love breakfast one by one.

"Master He," Jiang Feng said with a bitter face, "How did you get up?"

The author has something to say:

Please collect it (^_^)

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Author: Old Zhang, old Zhang, do you think this paragraph I made up is funny?

Lao Zhang (medical student): I also think you are making it up. Everyone brushes their teeth without opening their eyes.

This book has been on the column for a long time, from Lao Zhang's birthday gift to graduation gift.Medical students are too busy to write novels, let friends of medical students write them hahaha!

I hope I can write a tender story about the long-distance love race of two schoolmasters.

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## Chapter 2

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After He Qing divided the bread, he closed his eyes and rested his mind. Before he could reply, Yang Hao continued in a "sad but tearful" tone: "Because he is He Qing."

Jiang Feng pouted, feeling that the nonsense was very reasonable.

Even in the top F universities in the country, and in the medical school where the top students gather, He Qing is also a well-known master.

The phrase "It's easy when you go to college" is simply poisoning the minds of many students.General education compulsory courses, elective courses, professional courses, and student work come one after another, and the first year can be overwhelming, not to mention the internship in the future. After all, the F major is a bull, and the proportion of people who just sit around and try to pass the test is not large.But for people in medical school, studying hard is not necessarily a pass - because the exam is too difficult.

At the end of the freshman year, the whole class waited eagerly for the teacher to draw the key points, but the professor only said one sentence: "Key points? No. Could it be that the patient will still be sick to a certain extent? Will he be sick according to your key points?"

It's just a man silent and a woman crying.

But in such an environment, He Qing shocked everyone in the first semester—his GPA was 4.0, which is a full score.

When Jiang Feng saw He Qing's computer screen checking his grades, his jaw almost hit the ground.

The teacher of the medical school has sharp eyes, and he caught this good seed and entered the laboratory.He Qing, who helped in the laboratory, was the second author of a top journal SCI after his freshman year.

When checking grades in the second semester, He Qing was calm, but the other three people in 604 stared at the screen with six eyes motionless. The air was abnormally quiet, and the sound of swallowing could be heard clearly.The column of the total score has not changed at all - 4.0, a full score, and a solid first place.

604 The Three Musketeers instantly came to a conclusion: Our roommates are not human.

This inhuman roommate even got a 4.0 in the elective courses of literature... Jiang Feng smacked his lips, glanced at the complete works of Camus on He Qing's bookcase, and accidentally saw a copy of MATLAB.

"No, He Dashen, are you still learning programming?" Jiang Feng pulled out the book and felt that he had been stabbed in the knee again - a notebook was sandwiched with the book, and when he flipped through it casually, it read "" MATLAB and R Language Matrix Processing Comparison".

Jiang Feng showed a toothache expression.

If it is said that He Qing is famous in the medical school mainly because of his strength, while in other schools, he is famous because of his appearance. The height of 1.8 meters three is already very eye-catching, the hairstyle is clean, and most of the forehead is exposed, which is obviously full of youthful appearance.But he doesn't like to talk, he is as quiet as a deep pool, and he hides that provocative youthful feeling almost perfectly, coupled with the well-defined deep eyebrows and eyes, it always makes people feel difficult to get close to.

But Jiang Feng, who lived with him for a year, didn't think so. He Dashen has always been very kind to his roommates. The elementary school girl who He Qing talks about.

The freshman group was established long after the admission notice was issued, and for a whole month, Jiang Feng would receive news from a group of schoolgirls adding friends every now and then for no apparent reason.Although he is in the External Relations Department of the school's student association, he is just an ordinary officer—because he has too many classes, and he can't do well when he is elected as a minister.These people were coy, and talked about him from left to right, from the history of University F to the cuisine of the cafeteria, from the newly built amusement park in S City to the innovation and entrepreneurship projects of college students, and finally revealed their true colors: Senior, do you have He Qing's contact information? what?

Jiang Feng later realized that whoever disclosed the list of 604, the situation of Yang Hao and Li Xiaosong was similar to him.Envious and amused, the three cut out more than a dozen pages of pictures to bombard the dormitory group, and gave He Qing a big meal.

The school bus was moving, and the students who got up early were drowsy from the shaking, and began to catch up on sleep.Jiang Feng has been recalling those people who have ulterior motives to be his friends, and the last thought before falling asleep is to gossip - school starts, and those school girls will probably go crazy when they see real He Qing.

Jiang Prophet was right.

The first week of war and chaos soon came to the weekend. According to the international practice, He Qing still got up early on Saturday and went to the library. He was about to close the door of the dormitory when he heard Jiang Feng snorting in a nasal voice: "Old He, help me to occupy a place." seat, I'll go right away..."

In the first week of school, the library at 7 am should not be full.After Jiang Feng finished speaking, he also realized that he couldn't help feeling grief and indignation in his chest. The shadow of the end of last semester has remained until now.He struggled to sit up, looked at Yang Hao and Li Xiaosong who were still sleeping, and lowered his voice, "Sit down and say, I have a few questions to ask."

Watching He Qing nod his head and leave, Jiang Feng stared at the sunlight through the curtains for a while.I played too much last semester and failed two subjects. No matter what, I also got the first place in high school all day long, which is too unreasonable.

As a result, one day passed, and Jiang Feng asked the question well, but he was hair-raising behind countless pairs of eyes.Where He Qing was sitting, there was no drinking fountain, no toilet, and no stairs next to him, but there were always little girls walking around in twos and threes, but they didn't dare to strike up a conversation.The client, He Qing, had no distractions, as if she was used to it, what to do, Jiang Feng couldn't bear it anymore—especially among the group of girls, there were some very soft and cute ones.

At 05:30, Jiang Feng finally followed He Qing out of the library.

In fact, according to He Qing's plan, he can stay for another half an hour. After all, there are only three subway stops to the Meihui business district, but Lin Weizhen seems to be very excited today. He started sending messages to him at five o'clock.