a quarter of his

The singer contest is over, and April is gradually drawing to a close.

Lin Jingfan struggled for a long time, considering his financial strength, finally chose a favorite birthday present.

He happily added the gift to the shopping cart, and prepared to pay for it when the time came.

In the past two days, Liu Dong organized people from the digital simulation team to discuss offline several times. They made an appointment at the coffee shop outside the north gate, and Zeng Rui also came over together.

After getting in touch with them, Lin Jingfan realized that each of these seniors was very good.

Zhou Teng didn't talk much, but basically his sentences hit the point. Liu Dong and Zeng Rui seemed to be fooling around, but Zhou Teng casually said an algorithm, and both of them were able to pick it up, and they could also put forward a few words of their own opinions by the way.

Only Lin Jingfan listened ignorantly throughout the whole process, focusing on recording the words he didn't understand, and broke out in sweat after a discussion.

"Get used to it, little Jingfan." Zeng Rui patted him on the shoulder and looked at him with concern.

"No, not quite OK", Lin Jingfan was very embarrassed, but decided to tell the truth, "I don't understand many places."

"Brother", Lin Jingfan was a little skeptical about life, and said with a gloomy face, "Did you find the wrong person, can I really be on the same level as you at my level?"

"Hahaha", Liu Dong and Zeng Rui looked at each other and laughed wildly.

Lin Jingfan looked at them blankly: "What's wrong, did I say something wrong?"

Zeng Rui wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said sympathetically, "Don't be afraid, Xiao Jingfan, this is the first time you've participated in our internal discussion, and you'll be fine after you get used to it."

Liu Dong took a sip of his coffee, with an expression of being lost in memories: "I think I was not as good as you when I first formed a team with Brother Teng. After a discussion, I even began to doubt my IQ."

Zeng Rui: "Then you are much better than me. I cried immediately after the first discussion. I called my mother and asked her why she sent me to 985."

"So," Zeng Rui concluded solemnly, "discussing with Brother Teng is equivalent to not discussing."

"At most, I helped you draw the key points," Liu Dongdao, "You understood Ruirui and me just now. To be honest, we are both pretending."

Lin Jingfan: "..."

Zeng Ruikuang nodded: "You two are alright. Brother Teng and I share a dormitory. I have lived under his power for so many years, and I have to pretend to understand every day, so as not to be suspected of being mentally retarded. It's really hard to be a human being. Disaster……"

"Get lost", Zhou Teng leaned back in the chair, raised his eyelids slightly, and said a word lightly, "It's almost done."

"So little brother," Zeng Rui straightened up and encouraged, "You must not give up."

"..."

Lin Jingfan: "I, will work hard."

Liu Dongdao: "Come to Fanzi, let's see what you don't understand."

Lin Jingfan handed him the memo, Liu Dong glanced at it and said, "It's pretty amazing, I don't even understand these things."

"This is much better than I was back then, okay?" Zeng Rui took the phone and exaggerated, "Fan God, the important task of winning the award this year is entrusted to you."

Lin Jingfan knew that they were deliberately exaggerating in order to relieve his nervousness, but the acting was too... a bit too late, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was very ashamed.

"I try my best."

"Your advanced mathematics and line generation skills are very good." Zhou Teng glanced sideways at the phone and said, "If you have any questions, you can ask us anytime."

After hearing these words, Lin Jingfan finally had the feeling of a stone falling to the ground.

The digital-analog competition injected a new layer of vitality into him.Lin Jingfan found that there were too many things he didn't understand.

The acquaintance with Zeng Rui and the others made him realize that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

This kind of cognition finally allowed him to temporarily withdraw from the daily sorrows and sorrows. Lin Jingfan started to go to the library every day and search for information. figure it out.

One day when I returned to the downstairs of the dormitory, I saw the usual stray cat and felt a little thinner.

"Meow~", the white cat looked at him warily.

Lin Jingfan felt very hurt and said in disbelief: "It's only been five days since we last met, you don't know me anymore!"

"Meow~", Lin Jingfan said expressionlessly.

One person and one cat looked at each other indifferently.

After a while, Lin Jingfan finally lost to the shit shovel officer's dog-licking gene, took out a ham sausage from his bag, peeled it and fed it.

The white cat looked at him distrustingly for a long time, then reluctantly came over.

"Invisible Sails": Heartbroken man!Really heartbroken!

That night, Lin Jingfan complained to Ying Zhe with grief, and Ying Zhe laughed.

"Ying Zhe": Yes, it changed its mind, it fell in love with me.

"Invisible Sails": Oh.Let it be your last name, Ying Jiji.

"Ying Zhe": Ying Jiji already has a meowing cat, it can be called Ying Xiaoji.

"Lin Jingfan": It seems to have a little black partner.

"Ying Zhe": That's Lin Xiaofan.Ying Xiao Jilin Xiaofan, more matching.

The two of them came and went and chatted boringly, Lin Jingfan slowly fell asleep amidst the exhaustion and sweetness.

Liu Dong is indeed a natural organizer, and the progress of mathematical modeling is progressing very smoothly under his precise control.

Zhou Teng stopped coming after finishing the final algorithm with them. At the same time, he also broke the rules and participated in several projects of teachers in the courtyard. He was so busy every day.

Zeng Rui went on a business trip with his mentor for half a month, and was no longer in City C.

Lin Jingfan discussed the model with Liu Dong in the library during the day, and now he can fully understand the whole project, and can come up with some new ideas from time to time.

"I knew you could do it when I first recruited you into the gang, tsk, look at me," Liu Dong said proudly.

Lin Jingfan closed the file, turned off the computer in front of the card slot, and raised his eyebrows: "That's not how awesome I am."

"It's awesome," Liu Dongdao said, "If the code is written better, it will be even more awesome. I, a microelectronics student, can't stand your code."

"...", Lin Jingfan, "Brother, we can still be friends if you don't mention the code."

In a blink of an eye, May Day came, and Liu Dong's code framework was almost ready, and Lin Jingfan started to write the paper by hand.

He had never written this stuff before, and when he actually set out to write it, he realized that it was completely different from what he had imagined.

For three whole days, he struggled with a bunch of algorithms, data, and models. The moment he finished writing, his whole body softened, and he collapsed on the card slot in the library like a ball of mud.

"Thanks for your hard work, Fanzi," Liu Dong punched him, "I will submit it, and the first prize has been arranged."

"I say senior brother", Lin Jingfan stood behind him and watched him operate, and couldn't help asking, "Why are you and senior brother Zeng so confident that you can win the prize..."

"Think we're too crazy?" Liu Dong said.

"No, it's just..."

"I know what you mean," Liu Dong said leisurely, "It's just that if you win an award, you will understand this feeling."

"As far as this algorithm, this model, and this paper are concerned, if they don't win an award, they will be sorry for them. Well, I'm still too crazy. Don't learn from me."

Lin Jingfan laughed loudly, the moment he walked out of the library, he felt like a new student, and he felt relaxed all over.

Originally planning to send Ying Zhe a WeChat message, but thinking about the plan later, he held back.

Ying Zhe has also been working on digital models for the past two days. Their group's projects are relatively simple, but because Lin Jingfan is too busy, the two haven't seen each other for almost a week, and they can only chat a few words on WeChat every day.

The last chat record was from the night before yesterday, when the two chatted until their birthday, Ying Zhe asked Lin Jingfan meanly if he planned to give him a package for himself.

In fact, Lin Jingfan had already made a one-stop arrangement. In order to tease Ying Zhe, he pretended to know just now and replied, "Ah, is your birthday the day after tomorrow?"

Ying Zhe snorted angrily, and returned a disappointed expression.

Lin Jingfan was pleasantly surprised in his hand, and he knew the truth of wanting to promote before suppressing.The more disappointed Ying Zhe was now, the more moved he would be when he got the surprise, so he didn't coax him anymore.

He pedaled his bicycle to go to the express delivery point. He didn't feel it when he was usually busy, but now that he was free, he suddenly felt that he wanted Ying Zhe very much.

what is he doing

Are you doing digital modeling?

Are you thinking about him?

Will he be a little disappointed because he doesn't pay attention to his birthday?

Lin Jingfan was like a prank kid, he couldn't wait to see the surprised expression on the other party's face when he was tricked, and the bicycle under his feet couldn't help pedaling faster.

The pick-up point of University C is set up on the overhead floor of Mingde Garden, which is contracted by a club of the school, and members of the club are exchanged on duty every day.

A row of bicycles was parked outside the skyline, and the couriers were placed on the ground in different categories, bustling everywhere.

Most of the people who pick up the courier are girls, holding large and small packages in their arms, and they have to open them as soon as they get them.The moment of surprise when the package was opened was incomparable, and I didn't even want to wait for the short few minutes to go back to the dormitory.

"What courier?" The brother finished scanning a courier and looked up at him.

"Jingdong."

"Jingdong is over there," the senior brother pointed to a location.Lin Jingfan walked over, looking for his package among a pile of large and small couriers.

There was a girl standing on the steps, holding a torn package and talking on the phone.

"Oh, I just said it casually, why did you buy such an expensive one?"

"....I like it, I like it very much."

This tone sounded like he was calling his boyfriend, Lin Jingfan raised the corners of his lips, and while searching for his own phone number, he listened casually.The girl seemed very happy. After finishing the phone call, she kissed the package in her arms from the air, and walked away bouncing.

Lin Jingfan's heart suddenly moved, he gave up searching for the package, went to a secluded place under the overhead floor, and took out his mobile phone from his schoolbag.

"Death to Jiji, I see you're not moved enough to cry this time", Lin Jingfan hummed to unlock it, and when he was about to make a call, a blue notification popped up at the top of the screen, he slid his hand, and clicked on it.

Blued will push some messy news all the year round, usually Lin Jingfan just ignores it after seeing it.I'm in a good mood today, and I just clicked in, so I just took a look.

It was a push message from a blued annual fee member. Seeing the price, Lin Jingfan couldn't help but click his tongue: "The annual fee is 168, is it a money grab? Who has nothing to do with this kind of membership."

When he is happy, he likes to think about it, thinking that he has not used blued for a long time, and while exiting the interface, he muttered "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snub you, but I already have a partner now", thinking of myself and Ying Zhe still met through blued, and couldn't help talking to himself, "Speaking of which, you are still our matchmaker..."

He exited the advertisement interface while muttering, and when his eyes fell on the message page, his thoughts came to an abrupt end.

"Gigi Loves Fish" -3KM-Online

As if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head, Lin Jingfan felt that the blood in his whole body was congealed.

Ying Zhe started going to blued again?

When did he start?

At this moment, Lin Jingfan only felt that it was indescribably ridiculous. He was thinking of him here and there, and he tried his best to prepare a birthday present for him.

He is good, but he doesn't know which brother or brother he is flirting with right now.

He felt betrayed, his fingers were cold, and he called Ying Zhe's phone tremblingly, wanting to confront him.

Quick pick up over there.

"Hello," Ying Zhe's voice sounded the same, "Have you finished the digital simulation?"

Lin Jingfan's rationality returned a bit, thinking of wronging Ying Zhe last time, he ordered himself not to think too much.

Be sensible, Lin Jingfan, be sensible.

Maybe Ying Zhe is chatting with his junior brother from last time. The matter from last time didn't come to fruition. He loves you.

"Why don't you speak?" Ying Zhe's doubtful voice came, "Is it the wrong dial?"

Lin Jingfan took a deep breath, twitched the corners of his mouth, and tried his best to sound normal: "Jiji, Brother Dong and I still have a little problem with their thesis. Can you pick up a courier for me first, and we will go directly to the university tonight city."

"Now?" Ying Zhe seems to be busy, a little absent-minded, "Let's pick it up together when you go out, otherwise you have to come to my dormitory."

When Lin Jingfan heard this, his heart suddenly turned cold, and he forced a smile and said: "The courier will not be picked up at six o'clock, and we estimate that it will be finished at seven o'clock."

"Then pick it up tomorrow," Ying Zhe said casually, "It's not an urgent delivery, I still have something to do here."

Lin Jingfan stopped talking.

Ying Zhe seemed to sense his abnormality, and said, "Are you okay, why does it sound a bit unhappy?"

"No." Lin Jingfan made a relaxed expression, as if he mentioned it casually, "By the way, what happened to the junior brother?"

"Which junior brother are you talking about?" Ying Zhe seemed to react for a while, and said, "Oh, I don't know about that matter. I haven't contacted him for more than a month. Next time, find a time to ask."

Lin Jingfan's eyes turned red instantly: "Oh."

"Are you okay?" Ying Zhe felt that the atmosphere was not right.

"It's okay," Lin Jingfan said, "Maybe I'm a little tired from writing thesis recently, so I'll hang up first, see you tonight."

"See you tonight," Ying Zhe said.

Lin Jingfan hung up the phone and turned on blued again.

Ying Zhe's avatar is still on, indicating that he is online.

He knows that as long as blued is not used for more than 15 minutes, the avatar will automatically darken, indicating that it is offline.

Fifteen minutes later, Ying Zhe's headshot was still on.

Lin Jingfan silently looked at the phone screen, just staring at the avatar.

15 minutes passed, and another 15 minutes passed.

He stared at the screen as if he was masochistic, and the dazzling avatar never went out from the beginning to the end, like a silent irony.

After an entire hour, he closed his eyes tiredly and finally accepted the fact that Ying Zhe was lying to him.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the torrential rain fell miserably, forming a cloud of water mist in front of the overhead layer.

Lin Jingfan trembled all over, clicked on the chat history with Ying Zhe, and sent a video that had been recorded long ago.

-Suddenly felt a little tired, so I didn't go to the party at night.

-Happy birthday to you, Gigi.

After sending the last message, he glanced at the courier package lying on the ground. This time, for some reason, he scanned the end number of his phone at a glance.

The package was not big, and he was lying alone on the ground, just like a fool, standing alone in front of the overhead floor.

He didn't miss it any more, turned off his phone, and walked numbly into the rainstorm.

Zhou Xiang and the others were shocked when they saw him come back soaked, Lin Jingfan dealt with it tiredly, but he didn't know what he said.

He numbly undressed and went to bed, without even drying his hair, just fell asleep under the blanket.

The author has something to say: I still love you today~