Ruo Chun and Jing Ming

When Du Ruo returned to the dormitory, it was just after eleven o'clock. The bedroom lights were off, the charging desk lights were on, and the roommates climbed up and down to prepare to sleep.

She didn't let everyone see that she had cried and lowered her head to pack.

He Huanhuan ate the snack that Jingming bought for the dormitory, jokingly: "After Xiao Cao fell in love, he always returned so late."

Du Ruo pulled the corner of his mouth and went out to wash.

When we returned to the dormitory, everyone fell asleep. She turned off the lamp and climbed to bed, saying good night to Jing Ming.

Putting down the phone, it was another sleepless night.

There seems to be an inexplicable sense of loss.

The days of freedom and self-confidence seem to be gone forever.

It was quieter at night, and she still couldn't sleep, so she quietly touched her phone and searched for Jingming on the Internet.

His name is a recent buzzword. Some time ago, someone edited a short video for him, and counted his achievements from small to large: the middle school won the world youth robot contest single first, refreshed the minimum age record, and then took the first two times. Winners are numerous.

That video clip was awesome—the teenager ’s good looks, cold and dragging expressions, robots or dumb or fierce competitions, and hot music—hot social media. So far the heat has not diminished. There were girls everywhere expressing admiration for him.

Du Ruo held her phone and buried her face in the quilt.

She likes him more than any **** the Internet. They only like his beauty, and she likes his whole person.

But she ...

To be better.

Her chest was choked and she couldn't sleep anymore. Continue to turn the forum, but saw artificial rumors that he was foolish in middle school, fighting and smoking and playing with girls.

She was so annoyed that she dismissed all the lengthy analytic logic.

Angrily closed the post, and saw someone lamenting that his family was not ordinary, and thus discussed the issue of social class solidification-the rich are getting richer and better, and the poor are getting harder to escape from poverty.

class? Du Ruo never thought about this issue seriously. She stayed too safe in school and didn't know what society looked like. However, the sense of crisis also follows.

She put down her cell phone, and became more and more anxious, and tossed into the middle of the night before falling asleep.

A few days later, Du Ruo went to Yang Changqing, a class guide, and asked the hospital if there was any opportunity to study abroad at public expense. She inquired with her brothers and sisters, and schools often have such programs.

"I'm looking for you, but you came here by yourself." Yang Changqing laughed. "There were a few exchange programs before, but those schools were not top-notch. I think you went too far. I didn't find you. But Times are different. "

Du Ruo was surprised: "Really?"

"Yes. It happens to be artificial intelligence and sensing." Yang Changqing passed the information to her. "Look at it."

mIt, Stanford, Berkeley, Caltech ...

Du Ruo made a "wow" and said excitedly, "These schools are also wonderful!"

"It's not these schools, the teacher is still reluctant to let you go. A good school has high requirements for students. However, you are originally a professional first, gpA4.8, experimental projects are also available, plus professor recommendations, go to these world-renowned Schools are not a problem at all, "Yang Changqing said cheerfully." Prepare the documents and apply. "

"Thank you, teacher!"

Yang Changqing asked again: "By the way, how is the prime project progressing? It is now November. Is it time to test?"

"Well. Two weeks later."

Yang Changqing nodded, thinking slightly.

Du Ruo saw it: "Do you have any suggestions?"

"Can't be said to be a suggestion. It is my personality that is conservative and thinks that the current technology peak cannot support the ultimate idea of ​​prime." Yang Changqing finished, and soon calmed, "But, I have discussed with Teacher Liang Wenbang in depth, he used to Think like me, but now fully support you. I guess he knows the actual situation better than I do, and I also heard that you are coming step by step without making advances. It's good. You just do it well, don't be too restrained, but also Be careful. "

Du Ruo nodded: "Well, I see."

The application for studying abroad is recommended by the hospital. Du Ruo does not need to prepare too much information, and most of the time is still in the laboratory. She told Jing Ming about Yang's thoughts. Jing Ming said that she had something in her heart and she could do things well.

She didn't tell him about the application for going abroad. As soon as the public test was imminent, she was afraid of being distracted;

But I do n’t know how to know about this. He asked her casually that day: "Which professor are you looking for to write a recommendation letter?"

Jing Ming was facing the computer, obeyed, and raised her eyes to look at her.

Du Ruo's face changed slightly, but He Wang realized that Jing Ming didn't know yet, and escaped from the top lid.

She bit her head and talked to Jing Ming.

Jing Ming was silent for a while and asked, "When?"

"Next semester."

He didn't speak, and continued to look at the computer.

She bit her lip and looked around. Everyone was busy with her business. She approached him, shook his arm, and whispered, "Angry?"

"No. Do something." He looked away from the computer, looked at her, and looked outside.

Du Ruo went out of the stairwell. Less than half a minute, Jing Ming pushed in the security door and asked, "Why are you telling me now?"

"I want to wait until I'm sure ... In case of failure, it's a shame."

Jing Ming sarcastically said, "Depending on your achievements, will you still be unsuccessful? Who will you lie to?"

Du Ruo's mind was tight. Does he praise her or depreciate her?

"Are you afraid I won't let you go?" He asked.

She immediately looked up: "I didn't!" Staring at him again, "Anyway, can't you go too?"

Jingming: "What if I don't go?"

Du Ruo hesitated, lowered his head and twisted his fingers. After half a moment, he muttered, "I'll still go."

As expected.

He looked at her, his lips slightly bent, and asked, "Just throw your boyfriend home?"

"You can visit me often?"

"Why don't you come to see me often?"

"I can't afford the ticket." She shrugged.

"... Oh." He tapped and asked, "Which school?"

"Not sure. MIt, Stanford, Berkeley."

"Go to mIt. Prepare your application well." Jing Ming said, "I will go next school."

Du Ruo was surprised, his eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Really." He specially chose 22 mode when he enrolled. "But it's too early. I haven't had time to tell you. Besides, I haven't finished my business at all, and it will take another half a year for Prime to get on track. You go first, wait I."

I thought I had been busy for a while and told her about going abroad, but I didn't think she would prepare it herself.

She was overjoyed and rushed up to grab his waist: "I thought you would stay in China for prime. There was a little bit before ..."

She was embarrassed to say, and he smiled, "Can't bear me?"

"Ok."

"It's just for the prime that I have to go out." Speaking here, he said a little more seriously, touching her hair. "Going up step by step like this now, sooner or later, I will encounter a technical bottleneck and the ceiling of the knowledge ceiling. . Everyone on the team knows it, so they will continue their studies. "

She really liked his sobriety and the atmosphere in the team. She looked up at him: "Did you think so, or have you been deeply touched recently?"

The people in the team have been struggling with speed recently.

He squeezed her face: "Already." And said, "primeno.2 is only a slight improvement. But we have to find ways to make her better and take more complicated road conditions, which are all problems to be solved in the future. "

Du Ruo touched his back and coaxed: "It doesn't matter, take your time, we are still young."

"Um." He grinned, and took his jaw and struck her horns.

...

In mid-November, autumn is shining.

The improvement work of primeno.2 was successfully completed, and the road was tested 5000 kilometers for 10 consecutive days, and everything was normal. Only open trials on closed sections of comprehensive roads.

The night before the trial, the team members gathered for a meal as usual. Eleven people sat around and laughed. Everyone was looking forward to the next day and they were very excited.

He Wang proposed: "Go sing."

Everyone agreed, and went to a KtV not far from the school.

The hard-working people were all upset when they reached the microphone. Some people have a nice voice; some people are more powerful.

Someone is a disaster, than how to look, sing incomplete, and tune to the sky.

Jing Ming couldn't listen anymore, let him shut up, he shouted his throat full of affection, crying wolf and hesitant to let go, magic sounds pierced his ears, and the box screamed.

All of them are Mai Ba, you are not polite, you can grab a microphone to fight.

Jing Ming was very happy, watching them roaring, sitting in the corner by himself, playing Du Ruo's hand brightly.

Tu Zhiyuan is from Guangdong, and he clicked an affectionate Cantonese song. When he spoke, Du Ruo marveled, "God, listen!"

The voice didn't fall, and his fingers were severely beaten.

Du Ruo: "Oh!"

Fortunately, the box was too noisy and not noticeable.

She turned her head to stare at Jingming, not thinking he was fiercer than her, with a slightly cold expression, staring at her quietly.

"..." Du Ruo seconds counseled, touching his palm with his fingers. He still stared at her. She touched it again, and then he looked away faintly, and got up, "Come here, and sing a song for me."

Du Ruo followed, "Let's go to fairy tale town."

Tu Zhiyuan sang affectionately: "How cold but still beautiful, those who never get expensive are never expensive ..."

"Tong ... words ... town ..." Jing Ming found it and looked back at Tu Yuanyuan. "Cut the song."

Tu Zhiyuan insisted on screaming: "How can you not be aggressive when you are in a disadvantage and show love and awe ..."

The song was cut.

"I'm going!" He grabbed a jelly and smashed it at Jing Ming. Jing Ming reached out and took it, tore it and handed it to Du Ruo.

She quickly ate into her belly and the intro began.

Jing Ming sat on the sofa and picked up a slice of orange.

Du Ruokai sang, "I heard Snow White was running away, Little Red Riding Hood was worried about the wolf; I heard that Mad Hat liked Alice, and the ugly duckling would become a white swan ..."

He bit the orange half and looked at his girlfriend in surprise.

The eyes of all the boys in the box focused.

He Wang shouted, "I'm not doing research anymore. I want to be her agent!"

Jingming: "Go!"

Zhu Tao: "Shut up! Listen to the song!"

Du Ruo laughed, and then sang, his face was already red like a ripe tomato.

"There is always a dreamy river winding in a fairytale town,

It divides the ideal and the reality, but merges in the mountain pass ahead.

The stream is constantly raising water splashes, and is drawn into a curtain of time.

Let all long, long ago, come to a happy ending, stranger ... "

After singing, applause, cries, ringing bells, one after another.

Wan Ziang also exaggeratedly patted the microphone, making the sound shake.

Du Ruo grinned, and sat back flushed.

Jing Ming leaned on the sofa to look at her. The indoor lanterns flowed and reflected in his eyes. He looked at her, ticked the corners of his lips, and suddenly came to hold her back and kissed her deeply.

The boys screamed for a while, He Wang screamed, "My eyes!"

...

Out of KtV, a group of people walked towards the school.

The street lights in the early morning were dim, quiet, no pedestrians, and few vehicles.

Everyone was still excited, singing along the way.

Hemming along the way, He Wang suddenly said: "It's over tomorrow, where will the group go to play, boss?"

Jingming: "Go to an island."

"Row."

Li Wei: "How about Tahiti?"

He Wang said, "Isn't that the place to get married?"

Jing Ming: "I want to go to Fiji."

Wan Ziang: "Where is Saipan?"

In the late autumn night, the wind is cold and the golden leaves are covering the trail. The teenagers chattered, looking forward to the sun and the beach.

Jing Ming and Du Ruo landed at the back of the team and held hands.

Her sleeves were a little long, her little hands shrunk inside, and his hands got into her sleeves and held them with her.

That night, the cold wind was blowing, but everyone's heart was warm.

The road that night was a beautiful one.