Ruo Chun and Jing Ming

chapter20

The weather turned a little bit cold, and Du Ruolei could not stop reading in the morning. He used to read English textbooks. Now he is starting to read professional English papers and literature.

Few other students who insist on morning reading on the playground were abandoned because of the cold weather.

So did the morning run.

Du Ruo had met Jing Ming several times, and he was still full of energy. He wore headphones, sportswear, and walked around the playground after five or six laps.

She once said in the class that the boy had passed the political re-test and had just taken 60 points.

At that time, she was sitting in the front row of the discussion crowd, reading a book, calm on the surface, and cheerful inside.

The boys were kind of curious: "I don't know who made notes for him."

"Some girl in the department who has a crush on him," they said.

She's not secretly in love.

It's hard to see in normal times, and I only hope I can run into it when I am reading in the morning.

I don't dare to talk to him in the past, but it's okay to shake in front of him. Sometimes, she caught him a few seconds before he ran, pretending to be ignorant, passing the runway in front of him without squinting.

He walked far away with his chest closed, then looked back, and his back was long gone.

She walked out of the playground silently, and there was still a trace of inexplicable nagging.

That piece of Ye Tuo was clipped in a handy note pad and he never got a chance to take it out.

One week later, after a professional lesson, Du Ruo was late and he accidentally heard Li Wei discuss with his teacher and mentioned that Prime was working on a robot artificial intelligence project.

Du Ruo didn't hear too much in the office last time, so he froze in the classroom, waited for the teacher to leave, and asked Li Wei: "Are you doing the ai project?"

"unmanned."

"Oh." Du Ruo nodded slowly.

Li Wei looked at her expression and laughed, "Are you curious?"

"Of course."

"Let's go and show you."

"Can I go and see?"

"What can't you see? Is it possible that you're afraid of leaking secrets?"

Du Ruo followed Li Wei to the laboratory.

Upon entering the door, you can see drawings, circuit diagrams, design drawings, dissertation materials, and references; English, German, and Chinese are available. On the ground are scattered motors, arms, bearings, cables, electronic components, sensors, and PLC controllers.

A handful of boys were scattered around the laboratory. Some gathered around the computer and hit the keyboard, and some gathered around the lab bench to assemble the controller. Look at the young faces, all the top students in the college.

Du Ruo walked carefully in a part, Li Wei smiled: "Don't be nervous, these are eliminated on the ground."

"what?"

"That guy is too demanding." Li Wei picked his chin and pointed not far away.

Jing understands shirt and jeans, standing at a table, bowing his waist and lowering his head, writing and drawing on paper with a pen. A complete machine vision system is set aside.

Li Wei asked Du Ruo to take a look at himself. He went to Jingming and pulled out a pen and paper from his bag. "I just asked our teacher. There is still room for improvement in the controller."

Jing Ming turned his head and glanced back, "Hmm."

I just drew a stroke on my hand and noticed something. I looked up and saw a foreign figure-Du Ruo.

Du Ruogang took the paper on the wall and looked at it. When Jing Ming came over, he was shocked and immediately put the paper back to his original place.

Jing Ming looked at her indifferently, not knowing what was in her mind, and her eyes seemed to penetrate her looking elsewhere. The next second, she lowered her head and continued to write and draw.

"..."

She lingered for a while, but he didn't actually see her, he was relieved, and took the document and looked.

She didn't have any class next. She stayed in the laboratory and carefully read several papers and blueprints. She took notes and made a lot of gains.

There is also a little bit happy and happy about my progress.

She understands all these things, and is no stranger, thanks to her self-study.

Even so, she worshipped heartily.

Jingming is really amazing.

The induction system, control system, and execution system covered by a driverless car ... each system has its own set of detailed and complete hardware, software, procedures, detailed design, and overall layout ... all made clear and clear by him The drawings and documents are very instructive.

The existing problems are also marked out, and the corresponding classic cases of technical literature are found attached to the left and right, waiting to be overcome one by one.

From time to time, she looked at the text, pictures, and wiring information on the wall, and felt creepy from time to time.

so amazing!

But think about it, she can recognize, appreciate, and understand. This is undoubtedly a huge improvement for herself. It's like some kind of secret information exchange.

The geniuses in this laboratory interacted and attracted each other like this. They have a password that only they know.

Now she can understand these passwords.

The joy and achievement after hard work is full of chest.

All afternoon she was in a mood of looking up and proud.

Only from time to time, she would look back towards Jingming.

He has been sitting at that table, or facing the computer, or writing and drawing, his eyebrows habitually wrinkled slightly, his eyes bright and sharp.

When he was serious, he looked like a normal person, and he was nothing like the son-in-law of Dangerlang.

On several occasions, she saw him looking at the computer seriously, tapping on the keyboard with one hand, and unconsciously fishing for the mineral water bottle next to him.

That bottle is already empty. He was unaware, staring at the drawing, unscrewing the lid, pouring water up to his mouth, only to find that it was gone, and then reacted, and screwed the lid back on.

After a while, he went to the water bottle unconsciously, found it was empty, and put it back.

Du Ruo glanced at the number of people in the room, put away his pen and paper, and slipped out quietly.

She quickly ran to the elevator, went downstairs, out of the experimental building, and dashed all the way to the nearest store.

Too pretentious, she bought ten bottles of water.

Pity her. The bottle of water Jingming drinks is the most expensive in the canteen. It costs three yuan a bottle. She can't buy a bottle of three, and a bottle of nine. I only gritted my teeth and bought ten and three. Once I bought it, I ran back to the experimental building with water all the way, went upstairs, rushed into the laboratory, and drank water for everyone to drink.

The boys took the water, and they were quite helpless and not surprised by Lu.

Du Ruo smiled: "I came to visit, thank you for drinking a bottle of water."

Everyone laughed and said, "You're welcome."

She naturally finished all the cover work, turned her head and went inside, her heart suddenly became cold,

Jing Ming is gone.

In front of that table, the chair was empty.

She was holding the last bottle of water, and her heart was like the bottle of water, so cold.

She was so upset that when she didn't know how to get along, he heard a less impatient voice behind her head: "Hey, let it be."

She turned back at once, and smiled in surprise for a while.

"..." Jing Ming looked at her slightly strangely, her voice was very low, only she could hear, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Du Ruo immediately passed him the water in his hand: "This bottle of water is yours."

Seeing that he seemed suspicious, she quickly clarified: "A guy over there bought it for everyone. Let me give you this."

He dispelled his doubts and took the water bottle in her hand. Thank you for not saying anything because it was bought by "others".

But Du Ruo doesn't care, you're welcome, thank you.

She watched him pass by her, Bai Jing's fingers unscrewed the bottle cap, and she drank her head to drink water. The throat knot rolled up and down, and half of the bottle was filled.

She is going to die happily.

She walked back to her chair and grinned.

They worked until eight in the evening, and Du Ruo also lingered until eight in the evening.

Jing Ming said he'd like to invite you to dinner. Everyone packed up their stuff and left the laboratory one after another and went downstairs.

Du Ruo went out to find Jingming did not keep up.

He landed last and sorted things out in the laboratory.

She also secretly slowed down and fell behind.

In front, the classmates discussed the problem, slowly walked away, and entered the elevator.

She slipped to the corner of the corridor and rubbed by the sink.

With a bang, the elevator arrived. The students went downstairs first.

In the laboratory building late at night, the air was empty, quiet, and soft light spilled over the corridor.

Finally, she heard Jing Ming's door lock at the end of the corridor. She immediately opened the faucet and punched her hands, and quickly wiped the paper.

The sound of his footsteps approached.

She went out, pretending to be just out of the bathroom, and looked at him with some caution.

He was stretching his arms to wear clothes, and the dark blue oversized single-breasted long coat covered his body. He narrowed his neckline, briefly glanced at her, and walked towards the elevator.

She followed him with breath.

The two stood in the bright elevator room and waited for the elevator without looking at each other or speaking.

Du Ruo carefully took out the notebook in the schoolbag and sandwiched the three-colored Ye Tuo inside.

She was breathing a little nervously, like she was holding the most precious gold.

When the elevator arrived, he walked in first, and she followed closely behind.

The elevator door is up and down.

In the small space, she heard her heartbeat beep more than a beat, alas, alas.

She unconsciously clenched the notebook in her hand.

At the other end, Jing Ming leaned against the elevator wall with his pocket in his torso, crooked body, his eyes rested at random, and he occasionally glanced at the falling numbers.

Ding.

It's on the first floor.

The elevator door opened and he strode out of the elevator. Nothing meant her out of politeness.

She followed closely.

...

The autumn breeze is a bit cold, but not cold.

The night breeze is clear, and the air is soothing with the fragrance of the leaves. The campus at night is very beautiful, the street lights are sprinkled through the golden ginkgo leaves, the light on the tree-lined road is dim, and a pale golden world.

It's late, with no pedestrians on the road.

Occasionally couples whispered on the lawn and kissed each other.

The tree-lined road in the night is always a place of ambiguous breeding.

Du Ruo was next to Jing Ming, walking side by side with him. Occasionally he looked up at his side face, his skin was whiter in the night, and the light cast a shadow on his face, three-dimensionally like plaster. It was just that there was no expression on his face.

Although he didn't speak, she felt a little happy, like drinking a glass of warm sweet milk.

If only I could keep going, even if it was quiet, I wouldn't say anything.

They walked across a maple-leafed street, and the street lights passed through the red leaves, and the night was stained with red.

What a beauty.

The book in his hand became tighter.

At that moment, Du Ruo couldn't help looking up: "You look so beautiful!"

Jing Ming looked up, paused for a few seconds, and retracted.

She summoned her courage and took the Ye Tuo from the book: "Yeah, right."

Jingming said this time: "What?"

"Maple leaf. Amazing. But this is its original color, red, yellow, green, looks good?"

"Good-looking." He said, not really sincere or perfunctory.

She reached for him: "Now, here you are."

At that time, they reached the crossroads of the quiet tree line. He paused, took Ye Tuo in her hand, and did not speak for a few seconds.

He looked at Ye Tuo, looked at her again, swept up and down, and asked, "Why give me this?"

Du Ruo immediately became nervous, but on the surface smiled easily: "It looks good and is not valuable."

He was obviously a little skeptical, raising his brows slightly and knocking Ye Tuo with his index finger.

She heard her breathing quicker.

"Why give me this?" He still said that, with a finger move, Ye Tuo flipped at his fingertips.

Her heart also followed, tightening.

He looked up and saw that his face was unusually handsome and his eyes were very dark in the night, and he couldn't guess his mind.

"Just ... the leaves you picked ..."

He stared directly into her eyes, and suddenly bent his lips: "Don't you like me?"

Her blood poured into her head: "No!" Afraid he didn't believe it, "What are you thinking about?"

"That's good." He smiled.

The blood that rushed up was cold again.

"Don't like me," he said, "I won't like you."

He returned the piece of Ye Tuo to her.

Du Ruo was frozen, feeling that his heart was shattered at that moment, but I didn't know how to hold it up, and smiled: "You think too much, I just think this leaf is quite fun, and I want to thank you."

"Thank me for what?"

"Computer ..." My heart was numb anyway, "Thank you for bringing up your aunt."

Thaksin believed it, raising his eyebrows a little,

"A casual sentence." He said indifferently, passing by her.

He continued to move forward, his pace was very fast, she followed him, step by step, slower and slower.

Gradually, the two pulled apart, thinking about the project in his mind, and didn't realize she hadn't kept up.

She walked more slowly.

At a bend, suddenly, the cold wind blew, and the three-colored leaves in the hands flew to the sky, and disappeared into the night instantly, and disappeared.

For a long time, she lowered her head, did not look for the leaf, and did not look up at his direction.

No look up.

She only saw her old sneakers, jeans, and new fur **** on the hem of her jacket.

The whole world is dangling in the hazy water.

She smiled hard at herself, but it seemed useless and she really couldn't go on. At that moment, as if all courage, strength, emotion, love and resentment were taken from the body.

She leaned on a tree, bent down, took a deep breath, trying to suppress the heartbreaking pain in her chest. But the next second, a tear fell down.

She wiped her eyes randomly, stood up straight, and slowly moved towards the dormitory.

But when it passed the empty playground, it still collapsed.

She hid in a dark corner in the stands and wept.

Why are you so angry?

Why do you like someone so frivolous?