north bird south

One month is enough time for Xu Zhiyuan's "Old Yu" painting to be perfect.That night, in front of Yu Yao, he drew a big old Yu in the gap of the big math problem to show his provocation.

Yu Yao watched for a long time and asked, "What is this?"

Xu Zhiyuan: "This is you."

Yu Yao said seriously: "You draw what I do on the question."

"Because I thought of an excellent way to pass the exam," Xu Zhiyuan said, spinning his pen restlessly, "everyone knows my little uncle in Jiming University, so I just need to write on the paper, 'My uncle is Yu Yao. ’, and then draw this iconic face, Mr. Critic will let me pass.”

Yu Yao remained silent.

Xu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "How is it?"

Yu Yao slowly rolled up the test paper and tapped his head: "Confiscated, make two copies."

This time Xu Zhiyuan wasn't so obedient anymore, since his father was coming back tomorrow and Yu Yao wouldn't let him in, he just broke the jar.Grabbing Yu Yao's wrist, he said, "Don't do it, play the piano for me."

"too late."

Xu Zhiyuan closed his clothes, put himself on the bed, covered himself with the quilt, and said, "Then tell me a story to lull the young master to sleep."

"how old are you."

Xu Zhiyuan said: "You are also my uncle at any age."

Yu Yao stood up and said, "I'll call An Rong to tell you."

"Yao'er!" Xu Zhiyuan grabbed his hand and complained, "My mother is already asleep at this point, she wakes up tomorrow morning and still has work, why are you torturing her, it's not good."

Yu Yao looked at him and said nothing, but Xu Zhiyuan could read what he wanted to say from his eyes: "So you torment me?"

Xu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Little uncle, your heart is the softest."

Yu Yao took a deep breath, sat down helplessly, gently pulled his hand out of Xu Zhiyuan's palm, and picked up a book from the table to read.Xu Zhiyuan didn't want to listen to the story, he always pays attention to some details, and recently found out that his little uncle is very good-looking at night during make-up classes at night.In particular, there was a light lamp on the bedside. The warm yellow glow penetrated through his fair skin, like the halo of the flawless and good jade that Jinshi had created for the exhibition.

Seizing a good opportunity, Xu Zhiyuan lay down on the pillow to read enough, and heard Yu Yao, who was flipping through the book, say, "Let me tell you about the concept of radiation energy quantization in Planck's quantum hypothesis..."

"..." Xu Zhiyuan got up and snatched his book, preventing him from going back and stuffing it under the pillow, and said, "...You should go."

He thought to himself, how could such a beautiful woman have the head of a nerd.

Yu Yao was puzzled, his eyes fell on the book he stuffed into the pillow, and he reminded: "If the pillow is too high, it's easy to stiffen your neck at night."

"What do you know?" Xu Zhiyuan said, lying on the pillow and turning the back of his head towards Yu Yao, "Fu Shubai said that this is a scientific learning method, using diffusion to allow knowledge to flow from high concentration to low concentration."

Yu Yao: "...Huh?"

Xu Zhiyuan pointed to the book under the pillow, and said: "High concentration." He pointed to the back of his head: "Low concentration."

He seemed to hear Yu Yao laughing lightly.

Xu Zhiyuan blinked in surprise, and quickly turned his head away, but unfortunately he didn't catch the tail of the smile.He blurted out anxiously: "... just show me a smile again."

Without changing his face, Yu Yao stuffed two more books under his head.

Xu Zhiyuan: "?"

Yu Yao said in a serious manner: "The greater the concentration difference, the faster the diffusion."

"..."

……

The next day Xu Zhiyuan went to see his father with his neck tilted.

Xu Zhiyuan carried his father's luggage, put it on the car, and gave the driver some extra money.

Xu Zhenping kept staring at him seriously, pointing to his head, without his father having to speak, Xu Zhiyuan consciously explained in a deadpan tone: "I've got a stiff neck."

Xu Zhenping frowned: "How did you sleep like that?"

"It's not me, but knowledge is too heavy."

Xu Zhenping couldn't answer, and was dissatisfied with his dumb riddle, so he glanced at his crooked son, and the father and son returned home without saying a word.

Mrs. Xu is at work, but Yu Yao has no class today and is welcoming them at the door of their house.When the car stopped, Yu Yao took the initiative to pick up the luggage, stretched out his hand to Mr. Xu, and said, "Welcome back."

It was the first time Xu Zhiyuan saw his little uncle's toothy smile, and suddenly thought of the little boy holding a bird in the photo.

The two shook hands formally.

Xu Zhenping patted him on the shoulder, then turned to ask his son, "Where's your mother?"

Xu Zhiyuan's neck was unevenly bearing the pressure from his head, and he was feeling uncomfortable, he said in a jerk, "What about the newspaper office, I haven't come back."

Xu Zhenping snorted, as if there was a small itchy bump in his mood, a little unhappy.Xu Zhiyuan regretted taking his father's words, and Xu Zhenping was afraid that he would transfer the awkwardness caused by Comrade Li Anrong's absence from home to pick up her husband to himself.

Sure enough, Master Xu tidied up the dust, and the first thing he said when he sat down in the house was to ask Yu Yao: "How is Xu Zhiyuan doing these past few months?"

Xu Zhiyuan poured tea and water for his father before the storm came, held his breath, and tried his best to look calm and breezy.And Yu Yao also sat down, watched Xu Zhiyuan finish pouring his tea, and said, "Zhiyuan...he performed very well."

"..." Xu Zhiyuan didn't hold the lid of the teapot, it knocked on the body and slid down, but luckily he caught it in time with quick eyesight and hands.

Xu Zhenping was a little surprised by this comment, and was about to say something, when he heard the movement, he frowned and reprimanded: "Foolish hands and feet."

"Zhiyuan listens carefully to the class and does the questions every day." Yu Yao picked up the tea and blew on it. "The violin is also good. He also said that he will play a piece of music for you today."

Xu Zhenping: "Oh?"

When Yu Yao looked at him, Xu Zhiyuan woke up from his daze: "...huh?"

"But it seems not today, wait for his neck..."

"Actually..." Xu Zhiyuan hurriedly seized this opportunity to perform temporarily, cleared his throat, and pretended to be indifferent, "Actually...it's okay, I can do it." He pointed to his head, "Just...to the left crooked."

Yu Yao: "..."

The "handicapped and strong" Xu Zhiyuan immediately went back to the room and took out his violin.Standing upright in front of Xu Zhenping, his heart was pounding, and he was so nervous that he pressed a wrong string at the beginning.

Fortunately, he performed exceptionally well in the back, and Master Xu couldn't hear the small flaws in the front, and the whole song played well.

Xu Zhiyuan kept a glimpse of his little uncle from the corner of his eye, and saw a slight smile on his face.It is obvious that winter is getting colder, but the heart accidentally sneaks in the warm spring breeze.

After the song was finished, Master Xu was not happy, but the eyes he kept on his son betrayed his astonishment.He said solemnly: "...It's okay."

Xu Zhiyuan let go of the tense heartstrings, pretending to be careless: "...I didn't pull it well."

There was a long silence.

"Ah Yao taught it better."

"My little uncle taught me well."

The two men spoke at the same time.

Yu Yao felt that these two people were born in the same mold.

He had no choice but to take a sip of tea, trying to make room for the awkward father and son to talk about the old days, but Xu Zhenping seemed to have grown up with his son's thinking, and when there was no topic, he turned over the old accounts and continued to ask Yu Yao: "Xu Zhiyuan didn't do anything stupid, right?" He said, "I heard from An Rong...he didn't obey your discipline at first?"

Xu Zhiyuan's joy that had just sprouted got stuck in his throat halfway.

"He..." Yu Yao put down his teacup and said, "I didn't accept it before."

Xu Zhenping gave Xu Zhiyuan a hard look, and said, "What did he do?"

Xu Zhiyuan grasped the bowstring tightly. He thought that Yu Yao still remembered the grudge he "tied" him, so he felt a little bit of grievance in his anger, and said: "...I told you, I just wanted to make a joke, I ..."

Yu Yao handed a stack of papers to Master Xu and said, "It's all here."

Xu Zhiyuan: "?"

He took a closer look, and found that the papers handed to his father were all the papers he had scribbled on—the exquisite Lao Yu on it was particularly eye-catching, staring at its decadent eyes, and Xu Zhenping looked at each other.

……

In view of the childish behavior of such bastards, it only had a slight impact on the image of the person involved.Xu Zhiyuan was fined to stand for half an hour holding his head in a stiff neck.

When it was about to end, Mrs. Xu came back, and after laughing around her son enough, she went to prepare a dust-cleaning feast for her sulking husband.

After finishing their work, Yu Yao and Xu Zhenping went downstairs to sit on the sofa next to Xu Zhiyuan and read a book.

Xu Zhiyuan gritted his teeth in a low voice: "Forget you..."

Yu Yao turned a page: "Otherwise, what do you want me to say to Zhenping?"

"It's nothing." Xu Zhiyuan looked like a wolf cub that immediately retracted its bared fangs.

He continued to think about his past with his hands behind his back, listening to the crisp sound of Yu Yao turning the pages of the book.If you listen carefully, you can still hear him breathing.These movements dissolving in the air tickled Xu Zhiyuan's ears little by little.

He couldn't help taking a sneak peek at Yu Yao's ears and chin. His eyes were more or less stained with the skills of everyone's fine brushwork, double hooks, flat smearing... dotted, so a pair of exquisitely crafted beauty bones appeared in his mind.

Xu Zhiyuan believes that love is a grand art, and everyone has his own merits.

What he loves the most is Ji Bai Shou Hei's freehand Chinese paintings, where landscapes and figures are equally divided.

Xu Zhiyuan was in a daze, he loved his little uncle, but every time he looked at him, he could always find some other subtle meanings from his respect and love.

I don't know why, but I just find it ridiculous and interesting.

He called out, "Yaoer."

Yu Yao gave a "hmm" and turned to look at him after not hearing Xu Zhiyuan's echo for a long time.

"...It's okay, I'll call you."

Xu Zhiyuan originally wanted to say "thank you", but after thinking about it, he felt that it would be better to wait until later.

"Mr. Yu," the butler came over, couldn't help but cast a glance at Xu Zhiyuan who was standing as punishment, and said, "Well...someone came to you and said that it was your student named Xia En."

Yu Yao frowned slightly, and said, "Let him wait."

Before Yu Yao walked out of the living room, the student named Xia En rushed in, and the servant couldn't stop him.

Xia En is about the same height, with a cropped cut, and a pair of large round glasses on the bridge of his nose.The thick glasses that seem to be able to block bullets, the pencils on the ears, and the upright appearance are probably the unified logo of the science and engineering department of Siming University.

Xia En walked like a firecracker, it seemed that something had happened, he hurriedly said: "Yu... Teacher Yu..."

Xu Zhiyuan turned his eyes and raised an eyebrow to look at him.

Yu Yao just made a silent gesture, and he became quiet.He patted Xia En's left shoulder without any fuss, and said lightly, "...Go back to school."

Yu Yao's gentle voice has a miraculous effect of soothing people's hearts, Xu Zhiyuan has a deep understanding of this.Nature also works for Sean.

He choked back the words and followed Yu Yao out the door.

"Zhiyuan," Yu Yao said before leaving, "tell An Rong Zhenping that you don't have to wait for me for lunch."

Xu Zhiyuan seemed to be blocked somewhere in his heart, but he couldn't find any reason, so he looked at his back and said "oh".