Chapter 104(Chapter 104 (Four in One) 3...)

Chapter 104(Chapter 104 (Four in One) 3...)

Because of Monday's ability to cheat, the group successfully ate braised pork before the exam.

They didn't know how much effort the country had put into settling these young students, but they knew how good the cooking skills of the cafeteria uncle were.

It's obviously a big pot meal, but it tastes better than home cooking.

Song Yao reluctantly finished the last piece of braised pork and expressed his opinion:

“It would be great if I could eat it every day from now on.”

Zhao Xiaodong, as the best cook among the group, still retains a trace of sobriety when it comes to delicious food:

“You can’t eat braised pork every day, it will make you tired, and it’s not good for your health.”

This was what Song Yao told him when he found something about nutritional ratios while rummaging through a book.

Of course, it was not something Song Yao dug out at all, but a course he bought from the learning system.

After all, the three of them really liked the feeling of cooking secretly, but Song Yao was particularly obsessed with growing taller, for fear of not having adequate nutrition.

Zhao Xiaodong quite likes to see this kind of thing, especially when Shi Nan and Song Yao can't cook, and they all point at him.

Shi Nan was too strong, Song Yao's IQ was too abnormal, and Zhao Xiaodong was usually severely beaten.

Only in the culinary world can he be proud to overwhelm the two of them, so he has become more and more keen on practicing his cooking skills recently.

Song Yao, who was still immersed in the emotion of "The braised pork is so delicious and I love the braised pork", woke up slightly:

"Then you can eat one piece every other day, I won't choose."

Sitting opposite them on Monday and Tuesday, they were also captured by the braised pork and nodded in agreement:

"When I think about leaving after the exam, I really can't bear to leave."

Zhou Yi found that Yuan Jiang silently raised his eyes and glanced at them after hearing their words, as if he was thinking about something.

However, this brother Yuan Jiang has always been reticent. Although he had an intuition that the other party must be thinking about something, he still tried hard not to think too deeply.

After all, his deeper intuition told him that it would be better not to continue.

Although he didn't know why, he now had friends who could understand him and believed that he would not lack that kind of attention on Monday, so he chose to shut up and eat.

Song Yao was just finishing his meal and sipping the soup slowly when he saw Wang Hua and Wang Duo preparing their meals and looking for a seat.

He immediately raised his hand enthusiastically:

"Here! We have a place here!"

The two teenagers were startled by his sudden voice and looked a little at a loss. However, seeing Song Yao smiling broadly and waving to attract their attention, they slowly relaxed and walked over a little embarrassed.

Zhao Xiaodong immediately moved his buttocks skillfully, making enough space for them to sit down.

Song Yao looked at the dishes in their bowls, but there was no braised pork.

He felt a little pity: "Didn't I tell you to come down quickly and queue up? There was braised pork five minutes ago."

King Flower Wang Duo himself is not as regretful as him.

Song Yao thinks this is the reason why they haven't tasted how delicious braised pork is.

Wang Duo carefully picked up the chopsticks and said a little embarrassedly:

"I was fascinated by the book, and my brother didn't come down because he was waiting for me."

After listening to it on Tuesday, watch it immediately on Monday:

"Look at my brother."

If it were him who was too absorbed in reading and didn't want to come down to eat, he would definitely run faster than anyone else to eat braised pork on Monday.

Zhou Zhou raised his chin: "Then if I am fascinated by reading, will you wait for me?"

Tuesday: "Of course not. How could you have such a scary idea?"

Monday knew this would happen and stepped on him hard, but Tuesday skillfully avoided it.

Compared with brothers who have a good relationship and brothers who have a relationship that is in love and kill each other, Song Yao's ideas are particularly different.

He blinked and asked from his soul:

"Then why not let Wang Hua come down first and make two copies?"

Both pairs of brothers were stunned.

Seeing that they were silent, Song Yao said doubtfully:

"Did I said wrong thing?"

Monday: "No, but Tuesday and I haven't been separated yet."

Wang Duo also said weakly: "My brother and I have never acted separately."

Although one pair of brothers appears to be strong and active, while the other is weak and timid, they have the same thing in common.

The external environment makes them feel less secure, and the only way to gain a sense of security is through the company of their brothers.

Of course Song Yao didn't understand:

"When you take a shower, isn't there only one person in the cubicle? You guys always take a shower separately, right?"

The two pairs of brothers were speechless again.

That seems to make sense.

But in their consciousness, they have never acted together separately.

Not many people have noticed this in school since they were young. After all, even if they are brothers, there is no need to do everything together.

When the classmates around them saw it, they were more or less going to laugh at them.

Monday and Tuesday were fine.

Although he has a bit of inferiority hidden deep in his heart on Monday, he has always used arrogance to cover it up, and he is even more stable on Tuesday.

The expressions on Wang Hua and Wang Duo's faces were full of embarrassment. They obviously didn't do anything wrong, but they lowered their heads subconsciously and used their chopsticks to pick vegetables in their bowls.

Although they had never taken the initiative to contact Song Yao, in the past few days, Song Yao would call them out every time he went to the canteen to queue up. The two of them didn't say anything, but they still liked him very much in their hearts.

They didn't want to be looked at by him like a weirdo.

Song Yao didn't look at them at all.

He drank the soup, keeping his eyes on the bowl of king flower closest to him:

"You guys have really never been separated. I really envy you for your good relationship. Are these brothers? Zhao Xiaodong, did you see it? Learn from others!"

"Wang Hua, can I take a bite of your radish?"

Wang Hua raised her head a little flattered and stuttered a little when she spoke:

"Yes, it's okay, you can eat it."

Song Yao immediately stretched out his chopsticks politely, picked up two shredded radish, and continued to draw a big cake for Zhao Xiaodong while eating:

"I think we can learn from each other. You see how intimate it looks like this. Let's do everything together in the future, right?"

Zhao Xiaodong, who was sluggishly drinking soup, didn't give him any face:

"I don't want it. Don't think that I don't know and you want to trick me into working hard."

He used to stupidly keep up with Song Yao, and he would do whatever Song Yao did. As a result, Song Yao studied hard when they got together every day.

Occasionally he was too tired for a day or two and would suddenly go to make a surprise attack, only to find this kid sitting happily in bed watching TV.

He expressed that he was no longer the easy-to-fool Zhao Xiaodong before:

"Besides, only real brothers do this. We are not real brothers."

So don’t try to fool Song Yao!

Song Yao looked at Zhao Xiaodong regretfully.

Hey, my best friend has grown up and become a seasoned veteran. He is no longer as easy to deceive as before.

But that's okay.

His eyes shifted to the two pairs of brothers at the same table.

Isn’t this a new friend?

"It's better to be brothers. You can have a best friend with you from birth."

Unfortunately, his father said that he would never get married again, and his mother also expressed that she did not want to have another child, completely giving up any thought of Song Yao having any brothers or sisters again.

Before he understood that in vitro fertilization was possible only in the interstellar era, he had imagined that his parents would give him twenty younger brothers and sisters.

Unfortunately, before I had time to make this request to my parents, I already knew that this was impossible.

Wang Duo heard the envy in Song Yao's tone, and then he dared to raise his head slightly and asked happily:

"Do you really think so?"

Song Yao nodded: "Can that still be fake? You must be able to beat others in fights at school, right?"

This is a tacit understanding cultivated since childhood, and it may be stronger than that between him and Zhao Xiaodong.

Wang Duo smiled sheepishly:

"We never fought."

But looking at the expressions on his and his brother's faces, they both felt a lot more relaxed.

On Monday, he immediately became excited, and he opened his mouth and blew:

"We have played before, and we have never lost in our school."

"Wow!!"

As expected, Song Yao cheered and exclaimed:

"You guys are so awesome. I've lost many fights."

Zhao Xiaodong said proudly: "The several times he lost, he lost to me."

Song Yao: "You have lost to me more times."

Zhao Xiaodong was still proud: "That doesn't matter, you lost to me anyway."

Song Yao's fight is so gloomy.

While others fight with strength, he fights exclusively by calculating angles in his head and calculating his opponent's next move.

That brain is simply better than an abacus. He feels that just winning a few times is worthy of celebration.

Then both of them looked at Monday and Tuesday with envy.

They never lose.

so amazing.

Being looked at by them with such eyes, even Tuesday, who had always been more steady than his brother, couldn't help but feel a little happy.

He said a little reservedly:

"Actually, we don't really fight very well. The main reason is that my brother is able to provoke separation every time... I mean he finds the weaknesses of those people's team, so every time they are surrounded by others, they will kill each other."

The two of them went up to analyze it on Monday, and they themselves fell apart during the analysis.

The two brothers will join forces on Monday and Tuesday, and it will not be difficult to win.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong suddenly looked at Zhou Yi with even more yearning:

"So you can still do this."

It's so awesome, it's better than braised pork...

No, eating braised pork is more important, but the ability to successfully provoke an opponent 100% before a fight is only second to eating braised pork.

They looked at me more confidently on Monday, with my chest held high and my head held high.

"It's not that great. I'll show it to you next time I get a chance."

I can't see the grievance and weakness of being severely punished by my parents afterwards.

I also helped my brother out on Tuesday:

"Do you really think it's a big deal that we win a fight? When we won before, we were always punished."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong both looked shocked:

"Ah? Why were you punished? Did you take the initiative to bully others?"

Fighting is too normal for children in Dashu Village.

Even good friends occasionally get into fights over disagreements (see Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong). Unless they go too far, parents and teachers will not intervene.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were playing in the mud pit last time. They got into a fight and didn't pay attention to the others. Teacher He punished them after they made a lot of younger children cry.

They were never punished later.

The two brothers angrily said: "Of course not, it's them who are here to cause trouble for us."

"Yes, some are displeased with us, some want to extort money, and some want to accept us as their underlings. Anyway, there are all kinds of reasons."

Song Yao was shocked:

"That's your fault. Why are you punished even if you win? Who punished you?"

Tuesday shrugged: "Parents, sometimes grandpa, sometimes school punishment, because good students shouldn't fight."

Song Yao didn't understand: "Didn't you tell them that those people came to provoke you first?"

"As I said, the school thinks we should sue the teacher instead of fighting back directly."

Tuesday sneered: "We are all surrounded, how can we find the teacher? If we don't defeat them all, we will all be beaten."

Song Yao nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, you can't just stand there and get beaten, and then go to the teacher after the beating, right?"

Why get beaten when you can survive?

Doesn’t that make him a fool?

Zhou Yi immediately had an expression on his face that said, "You really touched my heart."

It was rare for him to find someone who could accurately understand the mood of the two brothers, and he added aggrievedly:

"Parents think we didn't take the initiative to cause trouble, so why would they come to mess with us? How do we know?"

When they first started going to school, they were dissatisfied and wronged, and tried to explain things to their parents and the school, but then they just became numb.

If someone comes to cause trouble, they will attack them directly and get punished. At least this way no one will dare to bully them.

It was obvious on Monday that Song Yao really found it shocking that he was punished for fighting back after being bullied.

It felt very good to be recognized and understood by others. He vividly described the faces of the people in his family:

"Every time, they say that we have embarrassed the Zhou family. There are about ten people in the family, and they can chatter for more than half an hour."

"There is also our cousin, who is still on the road. Every time Tuesday and I are punished, his father will take him to my grandpa's house. They all say the same thing: Are you brothers making grandpa angry again? Grandpa, don't be angry anymore. , I’m good.”

Tuesday nods from time to time and adds:

"We were punished to kneel in the ancestral hall, saying that this is the rule of our ancestors. We have to kneel for three hours at a time, and we are not allowed to have a mattress to lay on our knees. If we hadn't been clever and secretly tied something to our knees, it's not sure whether we could still stand here. "

Song Yao just didn't understand it at first, but after hearing their accusations one by one, the flames of anger burned in his eyes:

"This is abuse!! Didn't you call the police?!"

Zhou Zhou shook his head: "We are not injured, so there is no point in calling the police."

"Yes, in the eyes of others, we eat well, wear well, have pocket money every month, buy whatever books we want, and live a wonderful life.

When we say that our family members are not good to us, they will think that it is a child who is not sensible, and then they will turn around and tell our family. "

It can be seen from their expressions that they have tried the above.

Song Yao has never encountered such a situation.

He had heard of people doing bad things to their children before, but they were usually beaten, scolded or deprived of food and clothing.

I have never seen people like Monday and Tuesday. They look well-dressed and have no shortage of money. They look like they are being raised like a young master but are being mentally attacked.

Zhao Xiaodong doesn’t understand:

"Do your family members dislike you, or is it because you are too strict?"

Monday was certain: “They don’t like us.”

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong immediately believed his words and became angry together:

"This is too much! This is worse than beating and scolding you!"

If you are beaten or scolded, you can call the police and make neighbors sympathize. In Xinghe County, for example, if a child is treated harshly by his parents, the village party secretary will take care of it if it goes too far.

But on Monday and Tuesday, even the way to ask for help was blocked.

Song Yao cursed a series of idioms:

"You are so scheming! Cruel and ruthless! Your heart is as poisonous as a scorpion!"

I felt happy listening to it on Monday and Tuesday.

No one has ever been as genuinely angry for them as Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong, and it's not like they haven't tried to talk to others before.

But in the eyes of those people, the Zhou family was good enough to them.

However, on Monday he still said what he had speculated to be the truth:

"They really didn't mean to abuse us, they just didn't care about us."

The Zhou family raised them just like raising kittens and puppies.

Monday described it to Song Yao based on her aunt’s attitude towards raising pet cats:

"Just like when you see a kitten, you will like it very much, but let you connect with the kitten every day. If the kitten makes a mistake, you should be patient and teach him. If the kitten catches a mouse, you should praise it for being awesome instead of criticizing the mouse for being dirty. ,can you do it?"

Song Yao: "Yes."

Monday: "You can't be either, right? So... ah??"

Seeing his surprised look, Song Yao was even more surprised than him:

"Why can't it be done? I have a kitten. It is my pet. I must take good care of it."

He counted the weeks on his fingers:

"It doesn't take much time to connect with feelings. If you do something wrong, you have to be taught. Even if you are born, you can't know what you can and can't do.

There is also mouse catching. It can catch mice and feed itself. How powerful it is. Why should you dislike mice for being dirty? "

Yes, Song Yao, who grew up in Dashu Village, is such a "country bumpkin".

He thinks kittens need to be taken good care of, but a kitten that can catch mice by itself is definitely a great cat.

A cat is stupid if it can't catch mice.

But if he raised it, he would definitely not despise it for being stupid.

Song Yao expressed his thoughts in this way and finally gave a summary:

"So not only do your families have no sense of responsibility in raising children, they also have no sense of responsibility in raising pets."

Monday Tuesday: “…is that so?”

Song Yao nodded: "That's right."

The two brothers felt that their worldview had collapsed a bit.

They always thought that they were treated like this by their relatives because they were not likable.

But they never thought that it was because their relatives were irresponsible that they were unlucky to be treated like this.

Song Yao was still determined.

He also collected opinions from other people, and the first person he named was Zhao Xiaodong:

"Zhao Xiaodong, don't you think so?"

Zhao Xiaodong nodded.

He went to see Wang Hua and Wang Duo again.

The two were originally listening and eating quietly, and they looked a little nervous when he suddenly looked at them.

Wang Hua: "I, we have never raised a child."

Wang Duo: "We have never raised a cat either."

So they didn't know how to raise a child or a cat.

Song Yao waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's okay! Then you can abstain."

It was obvious that only he and Zhao Xiaodong expressed their opinions, but he made it seem as if everyone in the cafeteria had voted on his opinion by raising their hands, and said to Zhou Yi and Zhou Er confidently:

"So your family is really a bit bad."

The two looked a little dazed: "It turns out that they are abnormal."

When they were young, they tried to find out what they did wrong so that they could correct it and please the adults.

Zhou Yi slammed the table: "They actually had the nerve to say that Zhou Yi and I were disobedient and would become scumbags in the future! Bah! I knew they were wrong!"

His eyes were slightly red, proving that he was not so firm in believing that what parents said would never come true.

Song Yao was shocked: "They actually said that? Oh my God!"

Zhou Yi: "Really? You also think they are wrong, right?"

"It must be wrong!"

Song Yao said: "You are all so smart. Even if you are a bad guy in the future, you will be a big villain. How can you be just a gangster?

Your family members look down on you too much, don't they have any ability to distinguish?"

Yuan Jiang, who was drinking soup silently, almost choked when he heard this.

Song Yao really believed this.

Fearing that Zhou Yi and Zhou Er could not put themselves in the shoes of others, he gave an example:

"It's just like Dugu Yi Gu in "Dream of the Two Swordsmen in Jianghu Dream."

Zhou Yi and Zhou Er immediately looked like they understood us:

"Yes, yes, we think so too. We had originally thought that we would become Dugu Yi Gu when we grow up, but when we found out that the Junior Class was open, we came."

Song Yao asked curiously:

"How did you escape?"

Zhou Yi was shocked: "How did you know we escaped?"

Song Yao looked like "What's so hard to guess":

"You two only brought two sets of clothes each, and you changed them every day, and you didn't buy new ones. You just said that your family doesn't need your money."

Zhou Yi thought about it and realized that although he could easily see through the flaws of others, he was not so clear when it came to himself.

"Zhou Yi and I wanted to escape a long time ago, but we were worried that we were too young to survive and might be caught back."

The Junior Class gave them hope.

First of all, the tuition for the Junior Class is free, and they even give out meal cards and scholarships.

Secondly, the junior class is run by the state, and they believe that even if the Zhou family comes, they can't take them away easily.

Finally: "Don't you think we are geniuses?"

Of course geniuses should come to the junior class.

Although they have been hit all the time, they have never doubted their IQ.

Zhou Yi may be a little depressed, but Zhou Er is determined that as long as they grow up, they will definitely get better.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong: "I think we are geniuses too."

Zhou Yi and Zhou Er were stunned for a moment, and then they became happy:

"Yes! We are all geniuses!"

So it was not that they were not sociable before, but that those people were not as smart as them.

Otherwise, how could Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong hit it off with them at first sight?

Zhou Yi and Zhou Er were still children after all, and they trusted Song Yao very much. They were very easy to coax and put down their worries. They said happily:

"We should all be able to pass the exam, so I want to change my life goal."

"Yes, me too. I have left home, so I'd better not be Dugu Yi Gu."

Song Yao urged them:

"Dugu Yi Gu only studies poisons, which is not interesting at all. I tell you, scientific research is interesting. You can learn everything and know a little bit of everything. It's especially fun."

Zhao Xiaodong, who was sitting next to Song Yao, twitched his mouth and lowered his head to pretend to be deaf.

He knew it.

From the first day Song Yao came to this building, when his eyes lit up when he saw everyone, he guessed that there would be such a day.

Song Yao would never let go of any helper.

But Zhao Xiaodong thought about it and didn't spoil it.

After all, if Song Yao could find more good friends, wouldn't he not have to be dragged to work hard every day?

Hehehe, he is really smart.

Zhou Yi and Zhou Er are indeed easily influenced by others. As soon as Song Yao said it, they were moved.

Of course, the main reason is that Song Yao said he plans to be a scientific researcher in the future.

He was afraid that the two would not be interested, so he gave his own advantages:

"First, this job is very interesting."

"Then, if we can promote the development of science and technology, we can help the country and become the pillars of the country."

"Finally! This job is really interesting!"

Monday and Tuesday were already excited. Seeing what he said, their eyes lit up, and they even felt that it would be interesting to have Song Yao like the field he aspired to so much.

They decisively gave up their drug-making business:

"Then we will also be scientific researchers in the future."

After hearing what the two of them said, Song Yao was happy and felt that his newly full stomach seemed to be able to eat a few more pieces of braised pork.

He nodded excitedly: "Okay, okay, we can be together. In the past, it was just me and Zhao Xiaodong, but from now on we can do activities together."

Tuesday knew that Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong grew up together, and was a little worried that Zhao Xiaodong would be jealous.

As a result, Zhao Xiaodong, who had been as quiet as a chicken, was even happier than Song Yao when he heard that they agreed.

"Okay, okay!! Let's work hard together from now on!!"

Worries suddenly disappeared on Tuesday.

Joy also arose in my heart.

The four of them were in perfect agreement at this moment and began to feel happy in their hearts.

Tuesday: Great. Sure enough, the people we met before are not the same. Look at how nice Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong are, how enthusiastic and generous they are towards them.

Monday: Great, I knew it was because we were too smart that no one understood us. Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong are also geniuses, they can understand us, hehe.

Zhao Xiaodong: Great, hahahahahaha, Yao'er has a new helper, I can play now, hahahaha.

Song Yao: That's great. With the help on Monday and Tuesday, I can do some large-scale projects with more manpower. Although there are still not enough manpower, it doesn't matter. There are twenty places in the junior class.

The four of them looked at each other, feeling very satisfied in their hearts.

Wang Hua and Wang Duo had been listening silently. Seeing that they had reached an agreement, Wang Hua cautiously interrupted:

"Well, can we do this too?"

Song Yao instantly turned his head at 800 times the speed, and grabbed each of their hands as if he could teleport:

"Of course!! Scientific research welcomes every genius!"

Wang Duo whispered embarrassedly:

"We don't seem to be geniuses."

"how come?!"

His large-scale project suddenly had four more people. Song Yao was very excited, and his words were full of passion and force, "The world is so beautiful, let's look forward to the future happily":

"Didn't we chat the day you first arrived? I could tell at a glance that you two are definitely geniuses."

Zhao Xiaodong echoed: "Yes, yes, I think so too."

Although the two of them spoke a little softer and did not raise their heads during the whole process, they couldn't help but answer fluently.

Song Yao's look in Zhao Xiaodong's eyes at that time was that he wanted to carry the two brothers back to the experimental mountain overnight.

Song Yao was still looking forward to the future happily:

"Scientific research work! It is the most novel job! And the country strongly supports it, and it is very honorable to speak out! You are really right to want to do this job."

Zhao Xiaodong feels that the words he uses to promote scientific research work are exactly the same as the words Father Song used to promote bee breeding.

"Bee farming! It is a market that has not yet been explored! And the price of honey is very high. Once you start it, we will teach you the whole process. As long as you keep it well, you won't lose money 80% of the time."

He thought about it carefully, then nodded affirmatively.

Well, it's exactly the same.

Wang Hua and Wang Duo obviously didn't use Song Yao's "Song Dad-style sales". They just saw that the four of them had a goal that they could work hard for, and they felt envious in their hearts.

In addition, Song Yao was really enthusiastic about them, and the two of them also wanted to follow someone familiar to them if they could enter the juvenile class.

So, their answer was quite affirmative.

After one meal, Song Yao felt like he had taken four big tonic pills, and he even had sweet dreams that night.

On the second day of the exam, Song Yao entered the exam room in high spirits. As expected, everything was fine when he was in a good mood. Not only was he good-looking, but he also seemed to have divine help when writing, writing very fast.

Today is the first exam for the junior class reserve members. As the first person in charge, the old man who has been to the dormitory many times naturally wants to come and take a look.

She first looked at Monday and Tuesday, whom she had been paying attention to, and was satisfied to find that they were in good spirits, and their overall temperament seemed to have become a lot more cheerful.

I went to look at Wang Hua and Wang Duo, who were also talented brothers, but more sensitive and fragile. I was surprised to find that their expressions were much firmer and more confident than on the first day, and they seemed not as timid as before.

It seems that bringing children together can influence each other.

Because of the gossipy security uncle, the old man also knew that Song Yao also had a relationship with King Flower Wang Duo.

Of course, a more accurate statement is that although the six of them (Yuan Jiang was completely ignored by the security uncle) acted together, it was obvious that only Song Yao was keen on chatting with Wang Hua Wang Duo.

Of course, Song Yao didn't do anything small.

According to the observation of the security uncle, Song Yao had a few words with almost every child he met.

Moreover, he has a good memory. Every time he goes downstairs or goes upstairs, he can accurately call out the names of every child he meets and interacts with.

Who would ignore a peer who can call him by his name and has a sunny smile?

This caused Song Yao's popularity to explode.

He can chat with anyone he sees on the street.

We even had a good chat with several parents last time, and the security guard later asked a few parents out of curiosity.

As a result, some intellectuals discussed knowledge with Song Yao, some discussed international news and the current situation, and some shared their love and hate in TV series.

The most outrageous thing is that there is even one who is a laid-off worker, because almost all middle-aged laid-off workers look desperate when they appear in front of others.

I don’t know how Song Yao chatted with him. After the chat, he not only became a better person, but also decided to find a new job after completing the exam with his child.

"What does it look like, raising bees? It's really strange. This is the first time I've heard that bees can also be raised."

After the security guard told the assistant the gossip with a fresh face, he also said that he was going to find out how to raise bees, and he was also very interested.

Recently, he had a good chat with his classmate Song Yao. This kid was very polite and sensible. He would say hello every time he saw him. He felt that he could ask him about bee farming.

Teaching assistant: "..."

He originally just wanted to ask about Song Yao's academic level, but ended up hearing a lot about how good and well-behaved the kid was.

Although the security uncle felt that he was only making an impartial evaluation, in the eyes of the assistant coach, even this guy had fallen.

When he went back and recounted it to the old man, he couldn't help but say:

"Is he the kind with relatively high emotional intelligence?"

The speed of making friends is so fast that even an adult would not be able to achieve such good popularity within a few days.

The key is, isn’t Song Yao still reviewing it seriously?

How did he find so much time to socialize? ?

The teaching assistant also said to the old man: "Fortunately, he only came a few days before the exam. If he had come a month ago, I estimate that all the children on this floor would have become friends with this classmate Song Yao."

Song Yao would definitely agree if he heard this.

He now particularly regretted not coming earlier. In just a few days, even if he had a super memory and could connect with every child he talked to, he would not be able to connect with a few people.

If you give him a month, he will definitely be familiar with the entire building.

The old man was also a little surprised: "It seems that this child has a rare IQ and emotional intelligence."

She had seen Song Yao's results, and they were all perfect scores, just like those little geniuses that the old man was optimistic about.

Because Song Yao had only arrived in the past few days, she was not able to observe him for a long time, so she could only conclude that this child was also a genius.

She thought at that time that if Song Yao could enter the juvenile class, it would have a better impact.

I just didn't expect that before he entered, he would already influence four students.

As for Song Yao herself, when she went to see him, she found that he was in high spirits.

Because this child is good-looking, pretty and loves to take care of himself. He has been eating well and sleeping well these days. He has a rosy complexion and delicate facial features. He sits quite conspicuously among the crowd.

Looking at his boundless energy, it is inevitable that people will be even more confused about how he managed to communicate deeply with four people, communicate briefly with a bunch of people, and even found time to make a few New Year friends, while also having to review at the same time. Can maintain such energy.

The old man even went to Song Yao's table to have a look.

I found that he didn't make any mistakes in every question. He even didn't draft some questions. He could practice them after a short pause and rehearsing them in his mind.

This kid is a talent.

She nodded secretly and was ready to welcome Song Yao's arrival.

Let’s go and see Zhao Xiaodong who came with Song Yao.

Although he needs to draft, his mental state is very good, and his whole person is a little energetic.

From the looks of it, he seemed to be expecting something.

Are you expecting a good result?

What a good boy.

Song Yao didn't know that someone came to see him and answer the questions while he was writing hard. He checked it three times in today's exam as usual, and handed in the paper if there was no problem in the last time.

Then I happily ran to the dormitory building to get my job and queue up.

Zhou Yi said that during the exams in the past few days, the food in the cafeteria will definitely be better than before.

According to his observation, the uncle in the canteen has been preparing it a day in advance. There will be chicken today, and the chicken was just killed yesterday.

Song Yao was the first to hand in the paper, so he and Yuan Jiang came to the cafeteria smoothly holding a tray in each hand.

The child smiled sweetly at the window and the aunt who was cooking:

"Auntie, we need to make seven copies."

The cooking aunt also knew that the seven of them were always together, so she quickly took over and started cooking mechanically.

Because Song Yao noticed that her hair was permed and slightly curled, he glanced at her eyebrows and praised her for being fashionable and good-looking. She was so happy that she gave her some more dishes with trembling hands.

So when the other five people turned in their papers one after another and came to the canteen, they were greeted with a full bowl of food.

Everyone was pleasantly surprised.

They didn't eat so much in the past.

Zhao Xiaodong: "Let me just say it's not my imagination. There is always a little more meat in Yao'er's bowl every time."

Monday also nodded in agreement:

"Yes, according to my observation, Auntie Fan likes Song Yao very much. She thinks Song Yao is very discerning."

Song Yao said proudly: "I am very discerning and have a very high aesthetic sense."

Zhao Xiaodong cooperated: "Yes, he has good aesthetics."

Yuan Jiang silently ate a piece of potato and suppressed the image of a flying spider that just popped up in his mind.

Obviously, the two pairs of brothers did not realize that they were too confident. They also thought that it was normal for Song Yao to have good aesthetics.

After all, he seems to do everything well, and the aesthetics should certainly be the same.

Wang Duo slowly raised his head and glanced at the aunt who was cooking, and whispered:

"Auntie shouldn't perm such long hair. Her face shape is more suitable for short hair, which will make her look younger."

Song Yao looked back: "Really? It looks pretty good to me."

Although he may be a little lacking in aesthetics, he does have an eye for discovering beauty.

In Song Yao's eyes, the auntie who cooks food is very fashionable.

He even wanted to call his grandma and mother at night to help him get his hair done.

Forget it, Teacher He, she has exams these days and probably won't have time to do her hair.

Although Wang Duo's voice was small, he still insisted on his idea:

"Auntie's facial features and face shape should be more suitable for short hair."

He took out a pen and paper from his small bag, and in a few strokes he sketched the face of a rice cook.

It seems to be only a little painted, but people can tell at a glance that it is her.

Wang Duo drew long hair on it, drew an identical face, and then replaced it with short hair.

"Look, does short hair look better?"

Song Yao just always likes to look at the starting point or the end point when looking at things, but it's not that he really has no vision at all.

He took one look and immediately realized that she looked better with short hair.

He immediately agreed: "We'll go tell Auntie after dinner!"

Wang Duo didn't expect that he would believe her directly. He was stunned for a moment, then started to feel embarrassed and stuttered a little:

"Well, what should I do? What if Auntie thinks I don't think her hair looks good?"

"No! Don't worry, take this painting with you and Auntie will thank you."

Wang Duo went to see his brother a little at a loss.

Seeing this, Wang Hua thought for a moment, looked at Song Yao, and said:

"Then go ahead. I think you're right. Short hair looks good."

Of course Wang Duo himself thinks short hair looks good, and he also wants to tell his aunt. It would be great if she could listen to his advice.

But thinking and doing are still different.

After dinner, Wang Duo still didn't dare to go.

He can tell his friends in private which hairstyle looks good, but he still doesn't dare to go in front of the person concerned.

When things came to a head, he gave up:

"Why don't we talk about it tomorrow? Auntie is tired after cooking for such a long time and has to wash the dishes, so we won't interrupt her."

Song Yao pulled him over: "Auntie will also prepare food and wash dishes tomorrow. We are just talking and won't disturb Auntie."

"Maybe tomorrow. I don't think I'm ready today."

Song Yao didn't listen to him:

"Tomorrow comes tomorrow. There are so many tomorrows. Either you do it or you don't do it. Don't delay it, otherwise you will always be thinking about it."

Wang Duo wanted to say that he wouldn't miss her, but she opened her mouth and closed it with a guilty conscience.

Well, he will really think about it, and he will even think about it over and over again because he has to do it the next day but he doesn’t want to go, and in the end he can’t sleep.

Song Yao knew that Wang Duo was not very good at communicating with others. Even if Zhao Xiaodong talked to him, he would not answer much.

So he patted his chest and volunteered:

"You stand next to me in a moment and I'll tell you."

Wang Duo was still embarrassed:

"Then I won't go. You can go ahead and I'll wait for you at my seat."

Song Yao pulled him and refused to let him go:

"How can that be done? You painted this painting. If you don't come, the credit will be lost."

Wang Duo whispered: "It doesn't matter, I don't want any credit."

Song Yao looked at him in surprise:

"What you're saying is like saying you don't need marks after taking an exam. Of course you have done good things, and of course people should know about it."

Wang Duo hesitated: "But when I said this before, people would laugh at me..."

He is also a child, and of course he wants to be praised and praised by others after making achievements.

But he is so useless, no one listens to him at all, only his brother will encourage him.

Song Yao's tone was decisive: "Those people have aesthetic problems!"

Wang Duo looked at him hesitantly: "Really?"

"real!!"

Song Yao said confidently:

"My aesthetics are very good. Let me tell you quietly, the country recognizes my aesthetics, so my words must be correct."

Wang Duo was surprised and envious: "It's so awesome."

Song Yao is also very proud of his achievement.

I think back then, even the wristbands he made from the failed version could get the attention of the country.

There is also a life-saving necklace, which is a must for the army during floods.

As for the puppet arm Song Yao, it is not included in the record. After all, although this shape is also very handsome, it was found directly from the learning system and is not considered Song Yao's original creation.

However, he felt that he had achieved many results, and he did not use the puppet arm to add to the success.

Song Yao’s confidence is absolutely huge:

"Do you believe those who have no aesthetics, or do you believe me, who has been recognized by the country for my aesthetics?"

Of course Wang Duo believed him.

So in the end, although he still felt embarrassed, he followed Song Yao to the window.

Sure enough, the cook aunt was washing pots and dishes. When she saw them coming, she raised her head cheerfully and greeted them.

Song Yao said with a smile: "Auntie, we will leave after the exams are over in the next few days. Let me give you a gift before leaving!"

The cook was stunned for a moment, then smiled sheepishly:

"That's alright, I didn't do anything, why am I so embarrassed to accept the gift?"

"It's okay, auntie, this gift cost nothing."

Song Yao gave her a blowjob first: "We only thought of it when we saw your hair. Auntie, you are so fashionable, so we decided to give you a fashionable hairstyle!"

He took Wang Duo's hand and held up the painting to show the rice cook:

"Look!! This is what Wang Duo painted!! The first thing I drew was your portrait, auntie, and then this one is a fashionable hairstyle."

Wang Duo blushed, but thinking about Song Yao's vow that he had good aesthetics, he still whispered:

"Yes, yes, very fashionable."

"Hey! It looks so beautiful!!"

The cook aunt didn't think they were meddling as Wang Duo expected. Instead, she wiped her hands and took the painting in surprise.

"Thank you. I'm worthy of being admitted to the junior class. I'm even so good at painting. This painting looks so similar."

She was indeed happy.

After all, this was the first time in her life that someone had painted her.

And the painting is so similar and good.

The cook aunt looked at Wang Duo with gratitude:

"Thank you, classmate. Hey, I didn't do anything here. I got paid to work here. How can I deserve it when you draw such a good painting for me? Thank you so much. I'll go back tonight. Put this painting away properly.”

Wang Duo's face turned redder after being praised, but it was undeniable that he was not as nervous as before.

Song Yao kept stabbing him with his arm:

"I really envy you. I'm not very good at painting. My aunt will definitely not praise me if she sees my paintings."

Now he has accepted the fact that no one can understand his painting skills.

Fortunately, Song Yao thought about it carefully and realized that he was already so powerful. If he was also super strong at painting, it would be too unfair to ordinary people.

So he felt at ease and continued to draw design drawings that no one else could understand except Zhao Xiaodong.

Wang Duo looked just blushing on his face, but he was inexplicably excited in his heart, and a surging emotion that he didn't understand was wandering in his body.

When he returned to his seat, his heart was pounding.

Wang Hua looked at her brother nervously, then looked at Song Yao: "How is it? Did Auntie say anything?"

Song Yao gave Wang Hua a look that said, "With me, what are you afraid of?"

"Auntie was very happy. She said that Wang Duo's paintings were very good and she also thanked him."

Wang Hua breathed a sigh of relief and became happy:

"That's good, that's good."

Everyone is happy, everyone is happy.

The only one who is unhappy may be the uncle who cooks.

He just couldn't figure it out. Everyone was obviously working in the kitchen, so why did Song Yao and the others only draw pictures for the cook and not him?

Obviously these children like the food he cooked.

It wasn't until the next day when Song Yao and the others went to watch his aunt's new hair style and even farted a bunch of rainbow farts, praising her so much that he gave Song Yao a subtle yet awkward hint.

As for why it was Song Yao and not someone else.

Among the group of people, this kid was the smartest one. If he didn't look for Song Yao, who would he look for?

Song Yao turned around and said to Wang Duo: "The uncle in the cafeteria also wants you to draw a picture for him."

This was the first time in Wang Duo's life that someone asked him to draw. He was so excited that he almost couldn't hold the pen. He blushed and drew a picture for the cooking uncle seriously.

When the uncle got the painting, he immediately became happy:

"It really looks like it, thank you, thank you, I like it so much."

Then out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of the auntie who was cooking and immediately added:

"I didn't do anything here, I just did my job. You said you would draw for me. Thank you very much."

Wang Duo was confused. After returning to the dormitory, he asked Song Yao:

"Didn't my uncle ask me to draw it?"

Song Yao looked used to it: "Don't worry about it, they adults are like that. They like it in their hearts, but they still have to be reserved in their mouths."

Unlike him, he does whatever he likes and never delays.

What Song Yao likes, of course, is making friends.

After the exam, everyone will go back to their homes. He is currently busy running from floor to floor, reviewing and communicating with other candidates while writing down their phone addresses.

Although only twenty people can be left in the end, most of the people he is friends with now may not be able to enter the juvenile class.

But it doesn't matter, he can write letters.

Since everyone has been a candidate, it means they are destined. Of course, fate needs people to continue it.

If you have any knowledge points or difficult questions, please share them.

Song Yao is indeed a child with strong executive ability. Exams have not stopped him from making friends, because every time he takes the initiative to chat with others, he is talking about studies, so even if he is taking exams these days, there are many people chatting with him. A friendship was achieved.

He has also written down a bunch of names and phone addresses in his notebook.

Later there are records of "prominence in certain aspects" discovered by Song Yao himself.

On the day after the exam, the teachers gathered together and marked the last batch of results that day.

When the dust finally settled, Song Yao's four new friends became one of the twenty students in the juvenile class together with Zhao Xiaodong and himself, just as he expected.

Although the remaining children are disappointed, with so many people competing for twenty places, it is normal for them not to pass the exam.

And even if they cannot attend the junior class, they can still enter HKUST through normal examinations in the future.

Young geniuses still have this confidence.

Everyone went back to pack their luggage. Among the many dormitories, Song Yao's dormitory 201 was the busiest.

"Song Yao, I'm going home. Remember to write me a letter."

"Song Yao, do you remember my home phone number? Call me if you have anything."

"Song Yao, my dad has already booked the tickets and I'm in a hurry. Can you help me with this question? I'm a bit pressed for time. Can you please hurry up? Thank you."

Zhao Xiaodong and Zhou Yiyi sat on the upper bunk, watching Song Yao entertain one person at a time, and the other at another, and they admired together:

Monday: “How the hell does he know the difference between so many people?”

For example, as for that question, Song Yao not only answered his question, but also solved the problem that troubled them last time.

Zhao Xiaodong: "Is it inherited from Uncle Song? Uncle Song has many friends."

And Father Song is more powerful than Song Yao.

Song Yao just knew a lot of people, but Song's father was able to make so many people regard him as a best friend.

Strictly speaking, the friendship gene inherited from Song's father to Song Yao has degraded.

Zhou Zhou nodded: "It's really scientific."

When the students are leaving, the old people who always like to hang out in the dormitory building naturally want to come and take a look.

The children all knew that she was a teacher at HKUST. Although they could not enter HKUST, they still respected the teacher very much. So after seeing her, they all came to say goodbye to her.

Because there were still teaching assistants around, these children naturally stretched out their immature hands, held them one by one, and shook hands warmly.

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Teaching assistant: "?"

If a child is like this, it may be just an exception.

But then, almost most of the children who came to say goodbye used this handshake gesture.

Stretch out your hands, hold someone in each hand, and shake them enthusiastically a few times.

Old man: "Is this some new etiquette?"

The teaching assistant doesn’t know either.

He could only answer: "Maybe? It seems that both adults and children like to shake hands like this."

The old man couldn't help but sigh: "It's still more popular among young people."

It seems like she really should move around more. She doesn't know what the popular etiquette is at school and here.

So when she said goodbye to the children next time, she chose to blend in and hold them both in her arms.

Song Yao and the others could live in the dormitory building if they passed the exam, but now that was the only amount left, they decided to go back to the small courtyard.

It's time to have some fun before school starts.

When I packed my luggage and came out, I happened to bump into the old man and the teaching assistant.

Song Yao and the others greeted them warmly:

"Hello teachers!"

"Hello."

The old man nodded lovingly: "Do you no longer live in the dormitory?"

"Yes, we rented a yard."

The old man nodded with a smile: "Then I look forward to seeing you at HKUST."

After saying that, she reached out and held the hands of the two children one by one, and then shook them up and down a few times.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were shaken with confusion.

They didn't even react when the old man left:

"Strange, why does the teacher shake hands like this?"

Isn't this a handshake method that Song Yao came up with in order to make friends quickly and save trouble?

They went to ask the security guard.

The security uncle was lazily basking in the sun with his cat in his arms:

"What about this? I just asked, and the teachers said this is a kind of etiquette, and it seems to be very popular recently."

Zhao Xiaodong: "Is there really such etiquette??"

Song Yao also looked down at his hands.

A handshake that I casually simplified turned out to be a kind of etiquette.

It is also the etiquette used by teachers at HKUST.

"Wow……"

The child couldn't help but praise himself:

I'm so fashionable.