After sitting at the same table with the mean school

The band chose a few evening self-study rehearsals.

In the first two times, everyone practiced their own parts, and only after the joint practice did they start to play the complete part.

Ming Leya's mother is a professor of the Conservatory of Music, and specially invited professionals to help arrange this song. The arrangement also made a new attempt, adding a pipa at the beginning——

Pipa can also rock?

Of course the pipa can rock.

The pipa is played by another girl in the class who has been playing pipa since elementary school.

I have practiced together several times, and the effect is very good. It's almost a blast. It's about to go to heaven. The band can directly participate in "Summer of the Band".The teachers who came to instruct from the Conservatory of Music also praised their good results, and said that if you are really interested in being a band after the college entrance examination, you can consider the Conservatory of Music!

Everyone ran the train with their mouths full, and decided to follow the teacher!

The day of the art festival happened to be Christmas Eve.

This kind of foreign festival school is impossible to have a holiday, but it is also full of festive atmosphere.Many girls bought packaged apples at the school gate on this day and secretly gave them to those they liked.Xia Xingyao went to the classroom in the morning and found that there were three apples on the table. They were all packed in boxes.

He opened one and looked at the girl's handwriting.

Xia Xingyao was very famous in school, but there were not many girls who confessed to him.It may be because every time the exam is too far away, no one dares to confess, even giving gifts are only dared to be sneaky.

He stuffed all the apples into the belly of the table, cleaned up the table, and prepared to go to self-study in the morning.

After a while, Wu Zhe came in, threw his schoolbag on the chair, took out a volume of "Random Process" from the belly of the table, and began to read.When he reached into the belly of the table to touch something again, he felt something was wrong. Why did it seem that something else was stuffed inside?

I took it out and saw it was an apple.

Not knowing who stuffed it, he looked around and fixed his eyes on Xia Xingyao's face: "Xiao Xia, did you put it?"

Xia Xingyao was speechless: "What?"

"Apple! In order to secretly stuff apples into my desk, you didn't wait for me to go to school today. You are so scheming!"

Xia Xingyao: "...Are you out of your mind?"

He took out all three apples stuffed into the table: "Do you want it?"

Wu Zhe made a comparison.

3:1, I lost.

He was not convinced: "Why do you have three and I only have one?"

A mocking smile appeared on Xia Xingyao's lips: "Because you didn't get an average score in Chinese."

"...I clearly passed the exam last time!"

Feeling very disappointed, Wu Zhe stared blankly at the apple, then angrily opened it and took a bite.

It's breakfast.

Xia Xingyao hurriedly stopped him: "...Are you really hungry? You can't eat this!"

"why?"

"You didn't even wash it!"

Wu Zhe: "..."

Wu Zhe let go, feeling so depressed that he spit out the apple he took a bite out of, wrapped it up and threw it into the trash can.When he came back, Xia Xingyao said: "You don't cherish other people's wishes too much."

Wu Zhe repented: "...I'm sorry." Then he turned to look at Xia Xingyao, "No, you said you can't eat it, and you said that I don't cherish other people's thoughts. Why do you let you finish all the good and bad things by yourself?"

He lay down on the table in depression.

Frustrated with depression, I felt the call of Ito points again.

After self-study in the morning, Xia Xingyao went to the canteen. The canteen also runs a fruit shop. He picked two apples and bought them.

The shop owner asked if he wanted to pack it, and Xia Xingyao asked, "If it's packed, how do you sell it?"

"Ten dollars a piece."

Xia Xingyao let out a cry, and glanced back.

The owner wondered: "What are you looking at?"

"I'll see if there's a bank nearby."

"Ah?" The shopkeeper smiled, "It's not that expensive, is it?"

Xia Xingyao put on a serious face and said with a smile, "I think you can grab it there."

The owner's expression changed, and he wanted to laugh again: "..."

He just weighed two ordinary apples, Xia Xingyao carried them upstairs and washed them, then returned to his seat and stuffed one for Wu Zhe: "Eat it. Wash it."

Wu Zhe has been reading "Random Process" for the past few days, a thick English textbook, a book handed down from his ancestors, accidentally got water on the apple, he let out a "hey" and turned to look at Xia Xingyao: "... …do what?"

Xia Xingyao gnawed on the apple with a crunchy voice, and looked at him: "Satisfy your wish for me to give you an apple."

"..." Wu Zhe touched the apple and took a bite, "My wish is not that you give me an apple bought for less than one dollar."

"Then you want ten yuan? Don't go too far."

Wu Zhe: "... Is ten yuan worth it?"

"It's rare that you have self-knowledge?"

"..."

Wu Zhe became even more depressed.

He felt that he couldn't win against Xia Xingyao when he spoke.

This will not work.

The Ito credits on the pages of the book became disgusting, and he became dizzy and didn't want to continue reading. After eating the apples, it was time for class.

He was determined to break off relations with Xia Xingyao for 3 minutes as a warning.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Ming Leya asked a few band members to go to the backstage of the auditorium to prepare.The art festival starts at [-] o'clock in the evening, and now I have to go to a rehearsal with makeup.

Xia Xingyao went to get the guitar he had put behind him.He is an acoustic guitar, not an electric guitar, and the sound can be very loud and clear without plugging in the electricity. It is the one given to him by his brother in the band during the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school.

The costumes have been hung up in the backstage. There are some sequins and sparkles, but overall they are normal.The point is that it is already December, and the central air conditioner in the auditorium has not been turned on, so it is a bit cold.Xia Xingyao put on a foot-length down jacket outside and waited for the rehearsal.

After changing into the performance costumes, the makeup artist hired by Ming Leya backstage will do makeup for the five people on stage.

Five people, four boys, all expressed that they were reluctant to obey.

Ming Leya got angry, so she asked the makeup artist sister to do it for herself first, and sat beside her angrily after finishing the painting.Zhang Xun went to pull her, and she said: "If you don't change it, you won't change it. When the time comes on stage, I won't be the ugly one anyway."

"Don't be angry."

"As soon as the headlights came on the stage, the face disappeared, and he stood on the stage like a man without a face. You are willing to be ashamed, but I don't want to be ashamed."

Zhang Xun had no choice, as the lead singer, he had no choice but to take the lead and let the makeup artist sister do it for him.

There was a burst of paint on their faces, and the other three boys were a little surprised and horrified.Putting so much red on her mouth... Snow White's vicious stepmother didn't have her mouth so red!

Do you want to eat people!

Xia Xingyao and Wu Zhe looked at each other.

Wu Zhe was afraid: "I won't change."

Xia Xingyao: "I don't want to melt either."

But let them alone!

The class teacher Yin Congqing entered the backstage from the outside, and immediately caught the duo who wanted to escape: "Hey, you are wearing makeup, why haven't you two changed yet? Come on, hurry up, the party is about to begin!"

Wu Zhe: "Mr. Yin, I don't want to be transformed."

Yin Congqing: "Hey? This is the first time you admit that you are shameless! Just know that you are shameless, participate in the art festival to win honor for the class, reform and start a new life."

Wu Zhe felt wronged: "I said, I don't want to wear makeup!"

Homophonic terriers deduct money!

Yin Congqing smiled: "How can I do that?" He pressed Wu Zhe on the stool, and the makeup artist sister took her brush, foundation and lipstick, and approached Wu Zhe's pure face with a grin.

Xia Xingyao was next to him, covering his head with a big down jacket hat, trying to sneak away, but was caught by Yin Congqing: "Xia Xingyao, it's your turn after Wu Zhe's transformation, don't run away."

Xia Xingyao: "..." Wu Zhe saw that Xia Xingyao couldn't run away from the corner of his eye, so he smiled gloatingly, and the makeup artist sister was also amused: "Come on, your skin is fair, and you can apply some lipstick after trimming your face." It's almost there, don't be afraid, makeup is not scary."

Xia Xing sat there disconsolately waiting for the torture.When he was putting on makeup, Wu Zhe unexpectedly didn't laugh at him from the sidelines—it was probably because he was wearing makeup, it was meaningless to laugh a hundred steps and fifty steps, so he found an excuse to go to the bathroom.

Not long after, he came back from the outside and said, "It's snowing."

The first snow in Jingzhou.

He was wearing a short down jacket, black, with white snowflakes on his shoulders and sleeves.Just entering the room, the snowflakes on the eyelashes melted, and the eyes looked wet: "What a big snow, beautiful."

Xia Xingyao had already finished putting on her makeup, and hid her face in a big hat to hide from others, she raised her head unexpectedly, opened her eyes wide and asked, "Really?"

Under the soft light in the background, his face reflected a clear and white light.

After putting on makeup, his complexion would really be much better. Wu Zhe looked at him, and suddenly felt his heart beating strangely.

Under the light, the long eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyes.

Xia Xingyao looks really good-looking.Wu Zhe suddenly had such a feeling.

He pulled Xia Xingyao's arm to get him up: "Shall we go outside and have a look?"

"Ok!"

The snow was really heavy, and it didn't take long for it to spread a thin layer on the ground.There was an endless stream of students walking from the teaching building to the auditorium, and many stopped to look up at the sky.

Jingzhou is not a city in the south, but it is not a city in the north either. It doesn't snow much, and everyone is very curious.Xia Xingyao walked around outside, feeling happy that there were a lot of snowflakes on his head.

When he was waiting backstage, he was rather bored, so he could only scan his mobile phone and Moments, and saw a small video posted by Wu Zhe.

Just a few seconds.

The photo is of myself looking up at the sky while walking.

The sky was so dark, the street lamps were on, and the light was screened from the shadows of the trees and sprinkled on the faces of passers-by on the road. It was dim and the atmosphere was ambiguous.The snowflakes flying around are spinning and falling to the ground, like 1000 million white elves, saying happily: "I'm going to fall like this! I'm going to make such a big snowfall!" In the video, Xia Xingyao stretched out his hand After catching the snowflakes, the eyelashes and cheeks were wet.

Wu Zhe said with words:

The Silly Dog Who Has Never Seen Snow [Video]

Xia Xingyao:? ? ?

He hastened to comment:

- you're the stupid dog [knife] [knife]

After posting the comment, Xia Xingyao reflected on himself.

For some reason, when he talked to Wu Zhe, he became very childish.

"You are a silly dog"

"You are the stupid dog"

He stared at the phone, silently wondering how Wu Zhe would reply to him.

Within 2 minutes, Wu Zhe came back.

- bounce

Xia Xingyao thought:

I knew it.

really.

Wu Zhe must be at the level of a kindergarten class quarrel!

When we first met, Mingming's words were especially citing scriptures and yin and yang!Now the rank has become so low!Xia Xingyao felt that he had already defeated Wu Zhe in terms of quick tongue, so he was very happy to send him a dog's head emoji.

Wu Zhe followed up and asked in the WeChat dialog box:

-? ? ? ? ? ?

-What do you mean!

Xia Xingyao was puzzled.Because Wu Zhe is sitting opposite him now.

Why are you still chatting on WeChat?

A lot of traffic?

As a mature male high school student, he didn't want to talk to Wu Zhe at all, so he put away his phone and closed his eyes to rest.

The Art Festival Gala started on time, and Class One's program was relatively advanced, and it wasn't long before they would be on stage.The curtain was closed at the front, the drum set was quickly set up, the keyboard and bass were plugged in, the microphone for the lead guitar was also set up, and after the lead singer’s mic and accordion were in place, everyone set up a possession, and the pipa sounded first sound.

The curtain slowly opened.

The pipa is like weeping like complaining, clanging like in a battlefield, and stops abruptly at the climax.

Then the rhythm of the drum kit and bass bass joined in, the melody of the lead guitar came up, and as soon as the voice of the lead singer came out, the bottom began to cheer.

"I will go from south to north, and I will go from white to black

I want people to see me but not know who I am"

"I have these feet, I have these legs, I have these mountains and rivers

I want all of this, but don't hate and regret"

At the climax of the song, Zhang Xun played a solo on the accordion, and the spotlight hit his face.This boy from the chemistry group, who is usually silent in the first class, has a magical tension on the stage, which attracts everyone's eyes.

Even the guitarist and bassist next to him have such outstanding faces.

The girls watching the performance were taking photos and videos frantically, screaming loudly to the little sisters next to them, saying "Fuck, they are so professional", "The level of the first class is too high", "Oh my god, the guitar is Xia Shen So handsome!!!" "The one who pretends to be playing is also so handsome!!!"

"...That's the bass! Isn't it just pretending to be playing?!"

Xia Xingyao played the guitar unhurriedly on the stage. After the undulating melody like flowing water was picked up by the microphone, it echoed throughout the auditorium, like the charming light and shadow in May.

Suddenly the lights in the auditorium went out.

There is no sound from the speaker.

Zhang Xun, who was wrapping up on the stage, had just finished his last sentence, and before he could pick up the ending, he turned his head and looked around, but the stage was pitch black.

Xia Xingyao couldn't see people clearly on stage, nor could he figure out what was going on.However, only his acoustic guitar and drums could make a sound on the stage. The drummer stopped in a daze, and only one piece of his guitar fluttered on the stage.

He was calm and kept moving his hands.

There were more than 1000 people in the auditorium. In such a dim environment, everyone could not see each other clearly, but after a very short commotion, they were all soothed by Qingyue's guitar sound on the stage.

The sound was not loud, and there was no way to cover the entire auditorium, and the people behind could only vaguely hear the sound in front.But because the sound on the stage did not stop, everyone thought that turning off the lights was just a program effect.

Xia Xingyao popped a flower out of Solo on the stage, a minute passed, the lights in the auditorium were brightly lit, and a call came suddenly.

Xia Xingyao finally breathed a sigh of relief, took advantage of the situation to stop the guitar sound, jumped off the stool, and bowed to finish.

If it weren't for the call, he didn't know how long he could last.

The chords start to mess up.

Backstage, the teacher in charge of management saw them and said, "Fortunately, there was no accident, but suddenly the power went out... Fortunately, you were stable on stage, otherwise it would be broken if something happened offstage."

Xia Xingyao was carrying the piano, thinking that luckily it was an acoustic guitar.

If it's an electric guitar it's over.

After coming out of the backstage, you can go back to the place where you were in class to watch other programs. Xia Xingyao has no interest and wants to leave first.

Wu Zhe asked, "Do you want to go out and play in the snow?"

Xia Xingyao: "..."

Holding the guitar, he turned to look at Wu Zhe: "Am I so new to the world?"

Wu Zhe said: "It's because I have never seen the world... I want to play in the snow, will I go?"

Seeing his sincere pleading, Xia Xingyao reluctantly agreed to share the family happiness with his son, picked up the piano, and the two sneaked out of the auditorium through the side door.

The entrance of the auditorium is a flat turf, and the snow is spread on the grass, which is neat and clean.In the center of the turf stands the most famous sculpture in the school. The base of the sculpture is engraved with the names of the students who won the gold medal in the International Olympiad every year.

Jingzhong is such a school, subject competition is the foundation of Jingzhong, and the college entrance examination is a soft landing after failure for the contestants.Every time Xia Xingyao passed by here once, he understood better why he insisted on competing.

He wanted to prove that he was great.

That's how winning.

The snow on the grass is really flat and lovely.Xia Xingyao was ready to move, and wanted to step on it.And Wu Zhe had already stepped on the snow one step ahead of him.Xia Xingyao stopped him suddenly: "Wu Zhe! Don't move!"

Wu Zhe turned his head from the snow: "What are you doing?"

"Do you want to write on the snow?"

"..." Wu Zhe asked, "What do you write? Love letters? XXY Love WZ?"

Xia Xingyao rolled his eyes at him: "What love letter, don't trample the snow dirty, I want to write Maxwell's equations!"

Wu Zhe: "..."

He strode over: "You are poisonous. Don't be ashamed, go."

Xia Xingyao has that kind of personality.He will do what others don't let him do, and he won't do what others want him to do.

He got excited: "I still have to write!"

Wu Zhe: "Now that I'm done writing tomorrow morning, it's better to get up and write tomorrow morning."

"?" Xia Xingyao: "Why do you think further than me."

"Because I was thinking of writing something just now."

"Write what?"

"Xia Xingyao is my son."

"..." Xia Xingyao didn't want to argue with him, so he hesitated for a while looking at the snow.

He's really a little goofy.

Get up tomorrow morning and write.

It doesn't seem to work either.

Then sneak up early tomorrow.

So happy to decide!

The two walked along the main road of the school to the back door, ready to go straight home.On the way, we passed the famous small garden of the school. There are many camphor trees and other deciduous broad-leaved trees planted in the small garden, which are indistinguishable in the dark lights and blind lights. It has always been a holy place for campus couples to date.

Xia Xingyao walked ahead with sharp eyes, and saw a pair of shadows in front of him, sitting on the stool hugging each other and rubbing against each other. He didn't know what they were doing, maybe they were kissing.

Subconsciously, Xia Xingyao looked back at Wu Zhe.

They didn't wear school uniforms because of the performance, and they didn't look like students.

Xia Xingyao's eyes flickered, and Wu Zhe suddenly took out his mobile phone, turned the flashlight of the mobile phone to the brightest mode, shot at the couple in front of him, and shouted: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Which class? Are you in love?"

The most amazing thing is that he opened his mouth and even changed the voice of a middle-aged man.

The couple in front of you and me are doing good deeds. When they turned around, they saw a figure of a man in a down jacket, holding something that looked like a fire stick in his hand. They were shocked and turned pale. The lingering love is no longer there, and the catastrophe is imminent and they quickly split up and run.

Wu Zhe was still yelling at them: "Which class are you in? Are you dating here? Who is the head teacher?! Take the initiative to come to the teaching office tomorrow to find me for self-criticism!"

How dare the couple respond.

Xia Xingyao hid in the back, watching Wu Zhe's drama addiction was funny enough, he squatted there and laughed silently for a long time.Wu Zhe scared people away, and turned to look at Xia Xingyao.

Xia Xingyao straightened up and asked, "Why are you scaring them?"

"Dislike."

"...You have to take care of other people's love affairs."

"I didn't talk about love, why should they talk about it?"

Xia Xingyao was defeated.

There was no snow on the bench where the couple sat.Xia Xingyao sat down with the guitar in his hand, and suddenly said, "Wu Che, let me play a tune for you."

"You can also have a relationship with me."

"..."

Xia Xingyao said speechlessly, "Don't speak so freely."

Wu Zhe agreed dryly, "Oh."

Xia Xingyao hugged the guitar, found the right position, plucked the strings and started playing.

It is a new song I learned after finding out the guitar some time ago.His voice drifted in the snowy night, like an epiphyllum flowing down the river in the dark, very quiet and charming.

In the lyrics:

"Knead all spring into one morning

Turn all unstoppable words into secrets and close the door

Inexplicable love, who will take it away?

I have no choice but to turn the years into songs and stay in the mountains and rivers" (*)

Xia Xingyao played and sang in a low voice.

Wu Zhe was a little dazed when he heard it, and suddenly felt that something seemed to grow quietly on this snowy night.

Snow fell on Xia Xingyao's hair.He lowered his head, his voice was very pure, with a slight vibrato, perhaps frozen.After singing, he put down the piano and rubbed his hands on his face.

Wu Zhe's voice was a little low: "Is it cold?"

"...It's okay. I played a wrong chord just now, it's a bit cold."

"No. You play very well." Wu Zhe didn't know why he felt embarrassed. His whole body seemed to be hot, cold, high fever, and a little dizzy.I couldn't figure out what was going on, so I rubbed my toes on the ground, and made up my mind to pull Xia Xingyao's hand over, "My hand is quite warm."

What Xia Xingyao felt at first was strange.

The hands are warm and the heart starts beating wildly.

He pulled his finger out of Wu Zhe's palm very awkwardly: "It's okay, it will be fine in a while."

Wu Zhe was still a little stunned, and said "oh", but didn't speak.

On this snowy night, the two of them sat side by side and remained silent for a long time.

Wu Zhe didn't know what he was thinking, and Xia Xingyao didn't know what he was thinking.

I just feel that the atmosphere is subtle and strange.

Xia Xingyao got up very early the next day.

A little boy lived in his heart, only thinking about going to write Maxwell's equations in the snow.When you get up in the morning and draw the curtains, the outside of the window is covered with snow, which is very suitable for writing in the snow.

When he was sneaking out, Wu Zhe happened to be going out too.

Wu Zhe didn't usually go out so early, Xia Xingyao was surprised: "So early?"

Wu Zhe was a little sleepy, and he spoke vaguely: "You are also so early?"

"I have something to do."

"Me too. What's the matter with you?"

"I..." Xia Xingyao said hesitantly, "I'm going to play in the snow."

"How old are you? Didn't you play enough yesterday?"

After entering the elevator, Xia Xingyao hummed softly: "I said yesterday that I want to write, so I must write."

"..." Wu Zhe said nothing, "Do you really want to write Maxwell's equations? Write a simpler one, Euler's equation, which only takes one line. Maxwell's equation needs to be written in four lines, which will freeze you to death."

"No." Xia Xingyao was fully prepared. He put on a hat and gloves today and said proudly, "I'm not afraid of the cold!"

"……up to you."

In fact, Wu Zhe was going to secretly write something to slander Xia Xingyao.

It's gone now.

The two arrived at school very early, and there was no one else on campus.

Because yesterday's art festival was on Friday, today is Saturday, so except for the science experiment class and the third year of senior high school, all other students are on vacation.Class One only had competition class today.The garden was covered with snow, and the whole school was very silent.

Xia Xingyao had already found a flat snow field.

But it was not the one in front of the auditorium yesterday, but the flower bed downstairs of Mingde.

In order to prevent the footprints from contaminating the snow, he jumped in and started to step on the first Hamiltonian with his feet.

Wu Zhe looked at the side with his chest folded, and suddenly said, "Xia Xingyao, your inverted triangle is written like a heart."

Xia Xingyao stood on the Hamiltonian, turned to look at him, his eyes were too big, and his expression looked innocent and dazed.

Wu Zhe was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously explained: "No...you are being lied to, the line is very straight."

Xia Xingyao rolled his eyes at him.

Wu Zhe asked again: "Since you want to write it, why do you write the differential form instead of the integral form? You are not sincere enough."

"...It's none of your business!" Xia Xingyao finished writing one row, and then jumped to the second row to continue writing.

The differential form has simpler symbols than the integral form, and it didn't take long to write it. He jumped out from the tail of the fourth line, stood beside him, and looked at his masterpiece, very satisfied.

As expected of me!

The Maxwell equations in this place caused a sensation in the whole school.

A large group of boys in the physics group had noticed the equations downstairs. Many people took pictures from upstairs and posted on their Moments with emotion: Which god wrote it early in the morning, it’s amazing!

I don't know who uploaded the photos from Moments to the big V on Weibo.Not long after, the snow map with Maxwell's equations was suddenly posted on Weibo.

"You write your names in the snow to confess your love, learn to write equations in the snow / wave your hands / wave your hands"

Soon, a classmate from Jingzhong appeared in the Weibo comment area:

- isn't this our school?

-Wow, which god wrote it! !

- I can't read it? ? ? ?

- Do I need to learn this in high school physics? ? ? ?Why don't I know? ? ?

Of course there are wishes.

Now many colleges and universities are on the final week, a large group of male college students from the Department of Physics gathered under the photo to make a wish:

I beg Grandpa Maxwell to bless me to pass through electromagnetism!

Electromagnetism has passed!

begging!

Xia Xingyao is deeply hidden and famous.

But he couldn't hide for long, because he was really trending on Weibo.

The hot search topic is "The high school art festival is too hot."

Click in, it is the video of their band performing "Fake Monk" yesterday.For events like the Art Festival, the school has always taken pictures with various cameras. I don’t know who cut the video and posted it on the Internet so quickly.At first, there were no clicks, but later a Weibo celebrity reposted the video.

That big V is a member of a band that just became popular last year and has a lot of fans.

@辛明: Are high school students so good at playing bands these days? [Thumbs][thumbs][thumbs]#Xin Ming's second shot video#

In addition to the rainbow farts of fans, there are also many passers-by in the comments below.

[Oh my god, the current high school students are simply the strongest on the surface! ! !The lead singer's voice is too amazing [like][like]]

[Ah, ah, the little sister who plays the pipa is so cute, I can awsl! 】

[Bass and guitar are too handsome!Damn, my sister, if I want to be ten years younger, I definitely have to go soak in person! ! ! 】

[I can, I can, high school students, I really can, I'm tired of saying yes! ! ! 】

[My sister can do it, so can my younger sister. I can do the lead singer, guitar and bass, preferably bass, I feel so abstinent]

[Thank you for the invitation, I have already written [-] characters and the domineering school grass fell in love with me]

[Talk about the process of falling in love in detail]

[There are so many handsome boys, why none of them belong to me 1551]

[For school and name, WeChat is best! ! ! 】

There are really students in Jingzhong replying below.

-Wait, isn't this our art festival yesterday?

-Ahhh, I think the band is the best in all the programs of the festival!Call for the god of learning!

-Tell everyone in the front row that the bass player is a god of learning who was recommended to Tsinghua University in the first year of high school, and the guitarist takes the first place in every exam. Just like this, he still crushes us in terms of talent [big cry][big cry][big cry]

-Ah ah ah ah every time I watch Xueshen, I feel that the difference between people is bigger than that between people and dogs!Let's not talk about Cha Lemon!

-But that's it, I can take the Tsinghua University exam after studying for 300 years [wave] [lemon] [dog head]

Xia Xingyao: "..."

Not long after, I received a link from Wu Zhe on WeChat, by the way:

- you are popular, Mr. Xia

Xia Xingyao:

-...

-You too, congratulations, you are one step closer to debuting at Deyun Club

Not long after, Wu Zhe suddenly sent Xia Xingyao a screenshot.

It's a screenshot of the application to add his WeChat friend, and the friend application can't be seen when you scroll down.Wu Che felt very heavy:

-what happened?

Xia Xingyao:

- really red!

Wu Zhe:

-... red fart

- it was leaked by wechat

Xia Xingyao told him to quickly turn off all the adding methods in the privacy settings.Only after Wu Zhe finished closing can he continue to send messages to chat with Xia Xingyao:

-It's all because of being too handsome and popular, if it's wrong to be handsome, then I'm wrong

Xia Xingyao:

-[White eyes][touch the dog's head.gif]

The school has a day off on New Year's Day, and when you come back from the holiday, the final exam is not far away.After the final exam, it is of course a holiday for ordinary class students, but the competition group must train intensively until the 28th of the twelfth lunar month at Jingzhou University next door.

The final exam was two days old, and the results came out quickly.

Xia Xingyao was still ranked number one. Although he was only a few points away from the second place, a few points was still a gap, and number one was number one.

He no longer takes the exam seriously, and the competition is at a critical juncture.

The training they were about to face not only participated in the Jingzhong school’s students, but also several other schools with strong competition in the province. Almost all the outstanding physics competition students in the province were gathered.Everyone will be direct competitors in the future. The atmosphere during the training camp is not particularly good. Students from different schools cling to each other and don’t communicate much with others.

Jingzhong has always been the leader of the competition in this province, with the largest number of people in the training camp and the best results. He took the exam twice and was in the forefront.Competitors are very simple. If you have good grades, I will admire you. After being convinced, there will be more communication with each other.Xia Xingyao also met several classmates from other schools.

Everyone is nice, after all, they are just teenagers with no intentions.

——Except for a few people, who may secretly hide the materials they are working on or something.

At the same time as the physics group was training, Wu Zhe was also training for the mathematics competition.

But he participated in the national training team training, in the field.

Not long after the training camp, the first selection exam for the national team will be taken.

In the freshman year of high school, he was very unlucky. He had a severe fever in the selection test in January, and fell ill again in the second selection test in March, otherwise he should have entered the national team that time.

No matter how you say this time, it's time to enter, Wu Zhe is sure to win.

Wu Zhe's training camp ended early, and when he came back from the field, the training camp for the physics team hadn't ended yet.At noon that day, Xia Xingyao was leaving the classroom to prepare for lunch with a few students who were training, when he suddenly saw Wu Zhe standing by the back door, as if he was waiting for someone.

...What is he doing in the physics group for training?

Xia Xingyao talked to a few classmates next to him, walked towards Wu Zhe, and frowned: "Brother Zhe, what are you here for...?"

Wu Zhe looked up at the sky: "I'll find you for lunch."

Xia Xingyao felt a little strange.

"Oh. Let's go then."

He put on his gloves and hat, and took a step forward.Wu Zhe followed behind him, looking slowly at his woolen hat.There is also a small ball on the tail of the hat, like a cat, dangling behind the head, fluffy.

Wu Zhe felt like a cat, his heart was being scratched by that little ball of wool.

So cute.

The two found Shaxian snacks and had a casual lunch.

At the dinner table, Wu Zhe asked, "Will you stay here during the Chinese New Year? Or go back to your hometown?"

Xia Xingyao thought for a while: "Go to my grandfather's place, and I will go to my grandfather's place to pay New Year's greetings after the new year." He was a little worried, "It's quite far, from the inland to the coast, it's so far every year..."

Wu Zhe said, "I also want to go to my father's place, and it's quite far away."

Wu Zhe never mentioned what kind of work his father did.

Xia Xingyao knew that Wu Zhe's mother, Aunt Liu Mei, was a professor at Jingzhou University of Science and Technology, teaching theoretical physics. As for his father, he was particularly mysterious.

Xia Xingyao asked.

Wu Zhe said casually, "That's...ha, in Jiuquan."

"?"

"Jiuquan Satellite Launch Center." Wu Zhe didn't say much, perhaps because he kept his mouth shut since he was a child, but he was a little different to Xia Xingyao. After thinking about it, he asked, "Do you like rockets? If you have a chance, let’s watch the rocket launch together.”

Xia Xingyao was really dreaming.

Physics contestant.

Even if there are distracting thoughts in his mind, there is no doubt that Xia Xingyao loves physics from the bottom of his heart, and rockets, satellites, aerospace, these things are grand and romantic, and a boy can't resist them.

He confirmed: "Really?"

"It has become a national science and education base, of course. But there is not much time for rocket launches, so plan ahead."

Xia Xingyao was overwhelmed.

Watching a rocket launch, it's too romantic!

He bit his lower lip: "There is a chance to go."

Wu Zhe: "You can play after you get the walk. Let me think... in November, November next year, Chang'e-[-] may be launched." He said, freezing his face with an ice soda bottle , the eyes are very bright, "Want to see?"

Xia Xingyao said firmly, "I think so."

After a while: "I will try my best to walk. When the time comes, let's go to see Chang'e-[-] together."

"Guarding is too easy for you." Wu Zhe shrugged.

I have to say that Zhe Geli's ability to set up Flag is a must.

In the second half of the physics group training, there was a relatively important exam, basically equivalent to the final exam of all contestants in the province. Traditionally, this result is very important for the future "flying visa" in Qingbei.

Flying sign refers to early recruitment, that is, without going through a series of opportunities such as follow-up leagues and golden autumn camps, the Qingbei recruitment team will directly sign in advance.Generally, those who sign the contract are the most powerful contestants in the province, which is equivalent to using a net to catch the students in advance.Most of the flying lottery ends in the second, sixth and seventh months of high school, usually before the league, and the reduction in points is generally relatively large, often down to a line.

After the final exam, the physics group still had many lectures and exams, and also went to other places to participate in several training sessions.The time is very tight, and the course lasts until the twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month.

Twenty-nine holidays.