缠绵 游戏

Throughout the class, Jing Tian was in a daze.

If you don't know anything about the basics, it's hard to digest and absorb the endless advanced content, no matter how serious you are.

After class, Zhang Yuewei asked him if there was anything he didn't understand.

Jing Tian thought to himself, if he asked him how he understood, he would be able to express it relatively simply: no.

Seeing his embarrassing and dull expression, Zhang Yuewei frowned in panic: "Could it be that he doesn't understand? It's not difficult... Are you listening?"

Jing Tian squeezed out a very forced smile and looked away.

In sight, Zheng Xunqian happened to pass by.

He carried the bag, just like when he came, walked out of the classroom with a blank expression and no sideways eyes.

Jing Tian stared blankly at the classroom door for a while, and Zhang Yuewei beside him sighed exaggeratedly.

"Do you have time next?" He asked Jing Tian.

The two found an empty classroom, and after sitting down for some in-depth communication, Zhang Yuewei finally realized how poor Jing Tian's foundation was.

He obviously regretted it.

Jing Tian was afraid that he would be completely finished after he put down the burden, so he quickly expressed his determination, emphasized that his learning ability was fine, and then vowed to do his best.

After that, he also took the initiative to invite Zhang Yuewei to have a meal.

Zhang Yuewei gave him a lot of notes and handouts, so that he had time to familiarize himself with the study first, and then contact him when he really couldn't figure it out.

The man didn't look very patient.

Jing Tian felt uneasy, but he was too embarrassed to raise his opinion, so he agreed honestly.

"Zhang Yuewei? Looking for him to teach you?" Yang Yue lay on the edge of the bed and looked down at him, "Then I think you are dead."

Jing Tian keenly caught the contempt in Yang Yue's tone: "What's wrong with this man?"

"The utilitarian dog licking must be for the sake of judging the best, and wants to treat you as a performance.

This kind of person is much better at shouting slogans than doing things, and if you can't bring it out by then, you will definitely throw the blame on yourself and sing praises for yourself. "

Jing Tian vaguely felt in his heart that this person didn't want to spend too much time on him.

"You might as well go to Zheng Xunqian."

Yang Yue said.

Jing Tian looked down at the notebook, but said nothing.

Ignoring other issues, Zheng Xunqian's attitude today is obviously too lazy to talk to him.

What's the matter with this person, he said nicely that day, so he didn't take him seriously so soon.

Jing Tian scratched his hair, trying to get rid of such unreasonable thoughts.

It's because I didn't take the initiative to contact, so I can't blame others.

Their relationship is so weird, it might be a good thing for him now that they no longer meet each other.

"Are you going to class tomorrow?" He raised his head and asked Yang Yue.

"Go," Yang Yue nodded, "I'm not afraid that you won't be able to find the laboratory!"

Yang Yue is a liar.

Jing Tian stood between the two buildings, hesitating.

It turns out that there are so many laboratory buildings and laboratories in the engineering school. Jing Tian guessed that he must have been amazed when he first entered the freshman year.

Yang Yue answered the phone and gave him the general direction before leaving in a hurry, but he couldn't find the number of the building in front of him, so he couldn't be sure.

After hesitating for a while, he summoned up his courage and called Zhang Yuewei.

After connecting, Zhang Yuewei told him that he was not here today.

This experimental class is coming to an end, and the teacher is not strict, so some students who have finished are too lazy to come again.

Jing Tian thought to himself, I'm afraid I won't see Zheng Xunqian today.

Zhang Yuewei said that the laboratory they used was on the fourth floor of the building on the left. After going up, turn left to the second room.

Jing Tian raised his head and thought, should he face the left side of the laboratory building or his back to the left side of the laboratory building?

Before he asked, he already had an answer.

In the building he was looking at, the window of a classroom on the fourth floor was open, and an indistinct but familiar figure to Jing Tian was leaning against the window and looking down.

While looking at him, Jing Tian secretly said to himself, this person seems to have been looking at me since just now.

Then, he tentatively raised his other hand and waved it slightly.

Zheng Xunqian actually came.

There are quite a few people in the lab, and it seems that most of the students haven't finished it yet.

After finding his seat, Jing Tian was surprised to find that he was making progress.

He rejoiced briefly for 5 minutes, and then gradually realized that this was not good news.

Whether it was the half-written experimental records or the messy equipment on the table, he couldn't understand anything.

It's better to start from scratch, at least he can compare the books and notes to distinguish what he has done and what needs to be done.

He didn't know any of the classmates in the front, back, left, and left, and the only one in the whole laboratory who could be called by name was Zheng Xunqian.

He lowered his body and secretly looked in the direction where Zheng Xunqian was.

Zheng Xunqian's seat is by the window.

He still maintained the posture just now, propped his chin, and looked out the window expressionlessly, with a leisurely look.

Jing Tian withdrew his gaze and thought, so he wasn't looking at himself specially.

Then... don't bother me.

Throughout the experimental class, after experiencing confusion, anxiety, and pain, Jing Tian fell into a state of wanting to cry without tears.

No matter how you fiddle with it, it's not right. The harder you try, the more messy the result is. I want to start from scratch but can't find a clue, and I don't know how to restore the settings.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students who had achieved ideal results dispersed one after another, and the classroom gradually became empty.

If this goes on like this, the class will be over.

Jing Tian refused to give up, and was dying, trying to save this mess.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

After another twenty or ten minutes, he was left alone in the entire experimental classroom.

Jing Tian lay down on the table in despair.

He has never learned anything, doesn't understand anything, and wants to complete the practical class by rote memorization in a short period of time, it is too difficult for an ordinary person like him with mediocre qualifications.

He began to give up on himself.

Otherwise, just repeat the grade, so that at least you have the opportunity to study systematically from the beginning, and you won't waste your precious college time completely.

It is impossible to gain something if this continues.

He buried his face in his arms, heaved a long sigh, and planned to get up and leave.

Just as he was about to get up, there was a sudden noise in front of him, and someone pulled the seat in front of him.

At the same time, he heard a familiar voice: "This is all a mess."

Jing Tian raised his head in a panic, and the person sitting in front of him was indeed Zheng Xunqian who had already left, but went back again.

Zheng Xunqian's eyes fell on the equipment in front of him: "That Li Xiaoyue, why didn't he come to teach you."

Jing Tian was at a loss for a while before realizing that he might be referring to Zhang Yuewei.

There are only three characters in the family's name, and he misremembered two of them, and the only correct word was placed in the wrong place.

Looks more like amnesia than him.

"It was wrong from the beginning," Zheng Xunqian continued, "No matter how much you fiddle with the wrong foundation, you won't get the desired result."

Jing Tian blinked his eyes twice.

Zheng Xunqian touched the equipment on the table with his fingers: "...you were fooling around before."

No wonder he couldn't match up, he was cheated by himself.

However, how would Zheng Xunqian know?He came here before?

"Want to help?" Zheng Xunqian asked.

Jing Tian no longer held back, and nodded quickly.

"Then why didn't you come to me?" Zheng Xunqian asked again.

Jing Tian blushed and lowered his head: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid to trouble you."

"It's a shame to trouble others."

Zheng Xunqian said.

Jing Tian was stunned for a moment before asking, "You mean... Zhang Yuewei?"

He deliberately pronounced the three words Zhang Yuewei very slowly, but Zheng Xunqian didn't say anything after hearing it, as if he didn't realize that he had just said the wrong name not long ago.

"Why are you looking for him?" He asked Jing Tian.

Jing Tian replied honestly: "Ms. Xia arranged it."

Zheng Xunqian clicked his tongue lightly, and said: "I'm a little more reliable than him."

Jing Tian pursed his lips, not daring to meet his gaze, and looked down at the experiment record in front of him: "...Thank you."

"Let's do it again." Zheng Xunqian stood up and quickly adjusted the equipment, "This is quite simple."

Jing Tian stood up too in a hurry, stretched out his hand but didn't know how to help, so he could only repeat in a panic: "Thank you!"

"Sit down," Zheng Xunqian raised his chin, and pointed at the experimental records beside him, "This one has to be rewritten, you do it yourself."

Jing Tian quickly grabbed the pen.

Zheng Xunqian spoke again, but what he said was completely irrelevant to the experiment: "Did you write down my phone number?"

"...I'm sweating, the words are blurred and I can't read clearly," Jing Tian apologized to him, "I'm sorry."

After he finished speaking, he immediately added: "Why don't we add a WeChat account!"

Zheng Xunqian glanced at him: "Added."

"Sorry, I don't know which one is you," Jing Tian took out his phone and opened his friend list, "What's your name?"

Zheng Xunqian reported a series of mobile phone numbers, and after Jing Tian entered them, an account popped up.

The remark information displays two large characters:

--Rubbish.

Jing Tian shook his hand suddenly.

"Is there?" Zheng Xunqian asked.

Jing Tian felt guilty, and quickly stuffed the phone back into his pocket: "Yes, yes!"

After finishing speaking, seeing Zheng Xunqian still looking at him, he hurriedly changed the topic: "Thank you so much today, if it wasn't for you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"You said it for the third time."

"Uh," Jing Tian raised his hand and scratched his chin, "...why do you help me like this?"

Zheng Xunqian lowered his head again, looked at the experimental equipment he was sorting out, and said softly after a while: "Why is there such a stupid question?"