Ruo Chun and Jing Ming

chapter29

At the end of the game, Du Ruo walked out of the gym with crowds and couldn't help but stomp his feet and took a deep breath.

I stayed in the venue for an entire afternoon and found out that it was evening.

However, summer is coming, and it is getting darker than before. At this time, although the sun had set, there were colorful sunsets between the tall buildings in the distance.

The weather has been very good recently.

She walked briskly, trotting and jumping down the stairs, but she saw Jingming in a blink of an eye. He stepped in his pocket, stood under a lush sycamore tree by the road, and looked at her.

She would no longer be affectionate and think he was waiting for her, striding forward without squinting.

Passing by him, he whispered to her: "Du Ruochun."

"... Why?" Three-pointed vigilance in the tone.

At the end of the game, many people came and went, and many girls cast their eyes to peek at Jingming.

"Come and talk." He pointed at the tree, his tone of command.

Her thin eyebrows twisted into a frown, and she reluctantly walked up the steps of the road, a distance of one meter away from him, without looking at him, falling on the collar of his baseball uniform: "What is it ? "

"Atongmu has a photosensitive sensor in it?" The official tone.

"Ah." She glanced up at him hurriedly.

"Ideas do you think?"

"what."

"How did you think?"

How come this man has so many questions today.

"It's not difficult to think about. In non-humanoid competitions, the circuit is tortuous, and there are many robots inside. But everyone didn't associate this with humanoid competition.

"Robot you did?"

"No."

Waited a moment: "How do you say?"

"The team did it together."

"Oh."

"..." She didn't mean to answer.

He looked at her coldly, and seemed to say something else, but said nothing. Don't say anything, don't let her go.

And she kept looking around and wanted to go.

So many students who passed by on the road looked at him as a man of this character. It is not good to misunderstand.

Besides, she didn't communicate with him to talk about heaven's desire.

One second, two seconds, she was a little impatient.

He frowned and licked his molars uncomfortably, just about to say something.

"Du Ruo." Li Qinghe's voice came.

"Well? Brother?" She turned back immediately.

"Are you going to eat together?" Li Qinghe asked with a smile and walked up the stairs. Then he saw a Jingming standing behind the tree.

Jing Ming looked weak and nodded.

They both knew each other.

Li Qinghe smiled at him, and said, "Jingming is here too, I just didn't see you," and looked at Du Ruo again. "How do you stand here alone?"

He smiled at Jingming again: "Yes, congratulations, you won the game."

Jing Ming: "Thank you." At the end, add a sentence without saying, "You are also doing well."

"Hahaha, it's progress, thanks to Du Ruo." Li Qinghe said generously, waving goodbye after finishing, "Well, talk first, I'll go ..."

"I'm fine here. Let's go to dinner together." Du Ruo said, following him down the steps. Because Li Qinghe was present, she politely recruited Jing Ming to bid farewell.

Then Li Qinghe left, without looking back.

Jing Ming stared at her back for a few seconds, then looked away coldly.

...

Although orbit lost to prime in the game, Yi Kun praised Du Ruo with only one sentence: "Good job, keep working hard."

At that time, Du Ruo was connecting the wires in front of the laboratory bench, and he smiled with curiosity.

But I was happy for just a second, and then I listened to Tong Zhengbo satirically: "As I said, I should not add another sensor as she intended. Without gaining weight, the procedure has become complicated, placing a burden on the robot itself. Otherwise, maybe speed It will be faster. "

His voice is not low, and the content is straightforward. Others in the laboratory bowed their heads, did not participate, and did not stand in line.

Li Qinghe immediately disputed for Du Ruo, arguing: "Brother Yun, Jing Ming's robots are indeed better than ours. They walk fast and have never fallen. And our robots can only keep up with them and still fall in three games. Twice. It ’s our business not to solve the technical problem. How could it be Du Ruo ’s responsibility? Besides, our robot is the straightest line in this competition. This advantage is also due to Du Ruo. You wo n’t see it? "

Xi Zhengbo is from the graduate school. He always loves to overpower others. At the moment, he is challenged by his brother and sister in the presence of everyone. How can he not be annoyed: "Why did she not win so much? I think the robot fell several times because of the program overload. "

Du Ruo was very wronged: "When I first assigned the task, I was responsible for the line problem, and I just solved the problem. Why blame me for speed and balance?"

Xun Zhengbo reprimanded: "That's why you didn't cooperate well ..."

"Noisy?" Yi Kun interrupted the three.

Quiet in the lab,

Yi Kun's eyes swept across the three faces, and they finally fell on Jun Zhengbo, saying, "Everything is one thing. You think it's slow, uncoordinated, and easy to fall. So you think of ways to solve these problems and attack others. What's the solution? "

Xi Zheng Bo Liqing and He were silent, Du Ruo bowed his head and stopped speaking.

After Yi Kun said, he didn't talk deeply, after all, Zhengzheng Bo was a vice team.

He picked up a few brochures and distributed them to everyone, and quickly shifted the topic: "At the end of the month. All focus on doing things."

Du Ruo took a look at the brochure of their university's "Artificial Intelligence Entrepreneurship Conference for College Students".

The biennial conference exhibition, the incubation cradle of countless startup team companies.

Numerous project teams from each school of the school participate. Orbit's automatic braking project is already on track. Naturally, we must be fully prepared to participate in the exhibition.

Although Du Ruo has not been exposed to the core project, the lab is busy and she has to be more involved in helping.

It's also this busy May. When the campus of Sunflowers was in full bloom, the school debate club took action-it was necessary to organize a freshman debate among colleges and departments.

The school leaders and life teachers were very supportive. After the application for various venues and bonuses was approved, the activities started in full swing.

As a new generation member of the Debate Association, Du Ruo naturally took up the difficult task of propaganda contests in his own department, selecting debaters, training them, and organizing competitions.

But on the first day of the job, I encountered a big problem-no one signed up.

She ran a few laps back and forth in the girl's dormitory. As a result, all three roommates shook their heads, and the girls in the same dormitory next door were not happy. Either there is no interest at all and it is a waste of time, or timidity makes the debate terrible. It ’s so terrible that you can't make a comeback for a long time.

Du Ruo survived, and the girl's dormitory was completely destroyed.

She was dumbfounded now.

She had thought that everyone would sign up enthusiastically. She had to worry about screening the applicants, but the result was a bleak picture that could not even organize the basic team.

She can't play alone.

She asked the boys in her class for help. But most of the boys in the class are less shy, usually arguing with acquaintances, and some of them are embarrassed to do presentations in class and talk about debate.

They were kind of guilty: "Du Ruo, this time I can't help you, I owe it first, I'll help you next time, okay?"

Where she dares to take it, even if she doesn't care, don't take it seriously.

Others usually communicate effortlessly and refuse to participate, as if the debate is a cannibalizing tiger.

Wan Ziang is.

Du Ruoyi seduced him: "Wan Ziang, you can participate, can I invite you to dinner?"

"Du Ruo, let me invite you to dinner, three meals, and you forgive me." Wan Ziang said.

Du Ruo absolutely fell.

She lay on the table and whispered weakly: "Until now, I finally realized that when the senior high school sports meet, our class sports committee member followed the classmates' **** and asked for registration."

Li Wei listened, couldn't help crying, and said, "Okay, I'll give a name."

In the end, a Li Wei was named in the class.

She did not give up and continued to cast nets.

After finishing the first public English lesson, as soon as the bell rang, she ran to the boys' gathering place behind the classroom and hurriedly started before they went out to let the wind out.

"There are activities in the school, freshman debate, should you sign up?" Du Ruo shook the leaflet in his hand enthusiastically and began to lobby with his finger. , Kill three birds with one stone. "

She stood behind the last row of seats to "speak", and the boys looked at her cheerfully.

An unkind voice came from behind him: "Get out."

Du Ruo was scared and turned back.

Jingming did not know where it came from, stood behind her and looked down at her.

Then she saw an empty seat in front of him, and his schoolbag was tucked into the desk compartment.

But the large staircase is a row of fixed tables and chairs. He has to walk from both sides to get in, and let the students outside get up to make way. She stood behind the chair without blocking his way.

But she didn't want to provoke him, and pursed her lips to move away.

He didn't expect him to support the seat back with one hand, his legs leaped, and he jumped directly into the seat.

She was taken aback by the sudden scene: "Yeah!"

Jing Ming sat down, glanced up and down, and looked at her with a disgusting expression of "What's her name?"

"..."

She ignored him, and looked at other boys: "How about, would you like to participate?"

"Did your boys attend?"

"Yes, Li Wei signed up." She said immediately.

"anything else?"

"... It's gone." Du Ruo's eyes turned. "The debate team is represented by the faculty, if it's all in one class, it's not good."

The boy laughed and dismantled her: "Okay. We all know, the debate team is short, you are going crazy. Your boys have been in the dormitory for a round of propaganda."

Du Ruo: "..."

Sure enough, the boys' dormitory had no secrets, and the whole house knew everything.

Jing Ming leaned on the back of his chair, put his hands on the table, turned a pen, and looked at the joke.

"I'll show you the flyers. The opposite is the registration form." Du Ruo gave them the flyers and handed them to Jingming, hesitated and put one.

Jing Ming didn't answer, turned the pen, and let the paper slide to the table. Seeing that it was about to slip and fall, he just accidentally changed his posture, and his arm would stop the leaflet page.

She didn't notice, but she saw a booklet on Jingming's desktop, a brochure for the "Artificial Intelligence Entrepreneurship Conference for College Students".

She glanced over her head, and it was imperative to find a debate team member.

"Look at it and sign up if you are interested. The debate is really worth trying." She asked one by one, "Chen Yi, Wu Fei," called to Jing Ming, skipped to the next, "Zhang Lei ... try Give it a try. "

"I'm too busy, I don't have time."

"You know my character, it's not suitable for these."

"I don't like debate."

"I'm clumsy."

Everyone wasn't too interested and laughed sorry.

"I'm sorry, Du Ruo."

"Oh, don't say that, it's okay." She smiled and went up to take back the leaflet, otherwise throw it everywhere and it will become garbage on the ground.

Zhang Lei asked, "So, what if you don't have enough people?"

"Look slowly." She smiled again, without showing any frustration. "If you change your mind, look for me."

"Row."

She finished all the leaflets, missed the one on Jingming's table, and turned to leave.

Behind him, Jingming said, "Hey."

Du Ruo: "Why?"

Jing Ming turned his chin back and beckoned her: "Come here."

Du Ruo looked at him strangely, looking wary.

I said I did n’t know how to break it in school, why did I break the agreement once or twice?

He frowned. "Call you over."

The boys next to me didn't know they had an intersection, but Dao Jingming was too bored to tease his classmates, and they all smiled in kind.

Du Ruo took the leaflet and carefully moved back.

Jing Ming reached out and straightened the leaflet on the table, and tapped his finger twice: "Have you asked me?"

Du Ruo was dumbfounded.

"The boys here have asked all around and don't ask me. Do you have an opinion on me?"

Her eyes were slightly stunned, and her expression was stingy, and her face was hot and cowardly, and her mind was not dealt with for a moment.

The boys around laughed, and someone pushed Jingming: "OK, don't make fun."

"I have no problem with you," she finally responded, stiffly saying, "Just, you won't participate even if you think."

"You don't ask me how do I know I won't participate?" His response was obviously faster.

"..."

There are people around. Du Ruo, holding back the alpaca running around, tried to make himself and Yan smile with joy: "Yes. Classmate Jingming, do you want to participate in the debate?"

"Okay." Just a word.

Du Ruo: "..."

Work with him? !!

She looked dull again and looked at him in disbelief.

A little man in his heart fell to the ground, painfully reaching out his hands to the sky.

He flipped the table on the table and shoved it into her arms.

She glanced down, and the reverse registration form had been filled with his name and basic information of Jingming Ming, and he did not know when he filled it out.

"Let's do it." She put away the form, and turned away relentlessly.

"Wait." He stopped her.

Du Ruo turned back: "What else is happening?"

Jing Ming turned his pen in his hand and asked: "I heard Wan Ziang say, sign up for the debate, please eat, right?"

Du Ruo: "..."

Suddenly I want to die.

The author has something to say: This is a novel that the whole world is guessing about the male second and no one cares about the male lead.