Chapter 108(Chapter 108 (Three in One)...)

Chapter 108(Chapter 108 (Three in One)...)

After Teacher Gu finished teaching the students, he put his hand on the dinosaur's leg neatly with a satisfied look on his face and the mentality of "I am really a good old man who corrects his mistakes when he knows they are wrong".

The door opened, he stepped in, and turned around to ask the students while the door was still open.

"Do you think this door made of dinosaurs is interesting?"

Ma Shang was confused: "It's interesting."

Teacher Gu: “Want to come in?”

Ma Shang nodded dumbly: "I want to come in."

Teacher Gu: "Haha, you can't get in."

Ma Shang: "..."

Teacher Gu watched the door slowly close with almost joyful eyes.

He even hopes that Ma Shang can take a step forward.

In this way, the door alarm will sound, and he can experience the excellent technology of this dinosaur door again.

However, Ma Shang didn't dare at all.

He stood there with no tears in his eyes, watching the teacher happily leave him alone to go upstairs, leaving only a very powerful and domineering tall dinosaur for Ma Shang's company.

Teacher Gu doesn't care how his student is feeling.

He had lost a lot of hair in order to teach Ma Shangke, but now he had no psychological pressure to trick him.

The only regret is that he couldn't test the alarm, but it doesn't matter. He has more important things to do now. Experiments and other things will be the same next time.

Teacher Gu went upstairs excitedly.

Originally, he came several hours early and should have gone directly to his dormitory at this time.

Qiming Building has prepared a dormitory for each teacher. There are many rooms and you can do whatever you want.

But Teacher Gu went straight to the classroom with clear goals.

Song Yao and the others, who went upstairs first, were indeed laughing and playing cards in the classroom.

However, half of the students in the junior class were not in the classroom at the moment. They were probably studying in the dormitory during lunch break.

They all strive to perform well during class, and every one of them is more serious than the other after class.

Song Yao called this "study quietly while others are not paying attention."

When he was in Dashu Village before, he would secretly work hard like this when exams were approaching.

After all, although Song Yao was always confident that Zhao Xiaodong would fail him, he still wanted to be 100% sure.

But Song Yao didn't quite understand. Wasn't it just half a month since school started?

There are no exams, so it’s not time to cram into things.

Don't you feel tired after working so hard? Not to mention playing, there is not much time for eating.

As someone who has been through adolescence, Teacher Gu can more or less understand the thoughts of these children.

Young people always don’t want to lose to their peers. In addition, the junior class has been promoted vigorously for so long, and it is a national examination, and there are only twenty places.

These students may not think that they are very powerful, but they will definitely think that the other nineteen students are very powerful.

After all, every information around them tells them that those who can enter this youth class are geniuses.

If you were an ordinary student, you might not feel so stressed.

If you order salted fish, you will feel that it’s great that you can sneak in.

But every student here was at the top of their grade before being admitted to the juvenile class. Teacher Gu has seen their past transcripts and found that except for those who are brothers, the other students are basically the first in grade every year.

And all of them have been skipped.

Only Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong did not, but they were even better than skipping a grade and had only attended school for more than a year.

Therefore, some students inevitably worry that they will fall behind.

They not only study in class, but also after class, and even during the time they spend brushing their teeth in the morning.

If Song Yao hadn't led the whole class to make dinosaurs these days, these young children would have been extremely nervous.

It's just that no one can see these hidden dangers yet. Zhongzhou has just begun to develop, and it has not kept up with the material, let alone the spiritual aspect.

Even if the teachers feel that these children are working too hard, they will say a few words at most, but they will be pleased in their hearts that they are so sensible at such a young age.

Teacher Gu was originally in an excited mood. When he came in, he saw Song Yao and the others playing like ordinary children with playing cards and smiling all over their faces.

The words that originally came to my throat were swallowed unconsciously.

Lang Qing slowly swayed over with his big enamel cup.

Although he looked normal on the surface, his steps were a little wandering.

Even after several days, Mr. Lang has not been able to recover from the shock of "I thought we were cultivating national talents, but the talents turned out to be better than me."

That day was quite ordinary.

Song Yao, a clever little girl, ran up to him and asked him to help him create a voice.

Although Teacher Lang didn't say it, he always liked the smart and measured Song Yao in his heart.

When he asked, he agreed.

Then, he was brought to the big dinosaur.

Then, he saw the fingerprint unlocking the door.

Then, he learned about the function of detecting whether a person came in.

At that time, there were only two words left in Teacher Lang’s mind: outrageous!

Is this something that children as young as thirteen and as young as nine can do it?

Lang Qing even pinched himself secretly to avoid thinking that this was the result of his crazy imagination.

It's been a few days now, and he still hasn't reacted.

However, seeing Teacher Gu standing at the door, Lang Qing still said hello:

"Teacher Gu, have you recovered from your illness?"

He was about to explain the dinosaur door underneath to Teacher Gu, when the old man in front of him was stunned for a moment, and then his expression turned into one of sudden realization:

"Teacher Lang, it turns out you already knew."

Lang Qing: "?"

"Let me tell you, why are you refusing to let go? You already know what these children are capable of, don't you?"

As soon as Teacher Gu started talking about this, he immediately felt that this was what he thought was right:

"That voice on the door belongs to you. Have you been secretly helping them? Such a big dinosaur cannot be made in the past few days, ah, I remembered!

These children have been running to a classroom on the first floor before, and you have been there several times. Sure enough, you already knew it! You know what these kids are capable of right from the start! "

Lang Qing, who was looked at by Teacher Gu with a look of "Okay, so you knew it from the beginning" said: "..."

He paused for a second, then without hesitation:

"Teacher Gu, you have guessed this."

Yes, he shamelessly admitted it.

Do you want to tell Teacher Gu how shocked and shocked he was after witnessing the effect after completing Dinosaur Gate?

impossible!

Lang Qing was the person in charge of Qiming Tower and was involved in the whole process from beginning to end.

Let people know that he has been guessing from the beginning, guessing this, guessing that, guessing that, guessing this, but in the end he just couldn't guess where this group of children could be so capable, and where to put his face.

Teacher Gu obviously never thought that there are so many sinister intentions in this world.

He naively believed it without saying anything, and looked at Song Yao who was happily playing cards in the room with a full face:

"It's me who's causing trouble for your work. I can't believe how old these children are."

Lang Qing felt the same and looked over:

"Yeah, it's really unexpected... I mean you must have really never imagined it."

Teacher Gu asked: "Who is taking the lead? Are they really the only ones doing it without the support of adults?"

Lang Qing nodded firmly.

"Even I haven't gotten used to it at all."

"The leader is Song Yao. This kid is really smart. Although the dinosaur lock was made by the entire junior class, I asked them about the details later."

"Whether it is internally or externally, Song Yao is the leader. I think he can do it even if he is alone."

It just takes a little longer, but he is willing to take all the members of the junior class to do it together.

Teacher Lang's eyes were full of admiration: "This child is rare to see in a hundred years."

In the room, Song Yao lost a hand, put the remaining cards on the table, and bowed his head in resignation:

"come on."

Zhou Zhou stood up triumphantly, waved his right arm pretentiously, and then raised his index finger towards Song Yao's head.

Before playing, he would play two more times:

"Haha!! I can finally take revenge!! Song Xiaoyao! Get ready for my invincible brain to collapse!!"

Teacher Gu was talking to Lang Qing with a smile. When he saw this scene, he turned pale with fear.

The next second, he was literally sprinting at a speed of 100 meters, reaching out to block the head collapse that had not yet taken action on Monday.

on Monday:"?"

Other friends: "?"

He lowered his head and waited for his brain to collapse, but ended up getting a blow from Song Yao: "?"

The child looked up in confusion and saw Teacher Gu's loving smile.

He shivered suddenly: "Teacher Gu, isn't your illness healed?"

This doesn't look good.

Teacher Gu coughed dryly:

"Ahem, what are you doing? Why are you still talking about Song Yao?"

Zhou Yi explained: "We were playing cards, and if we lost, we would have a brain breakdown. Song Yao lost."

Song Yao, who has a lot of experience in fighting, helped:

"Yes, yes, teacher, we didn't fight, we were just having fun."

Teacher Gu looked at Song Yao's little head and thought about how smart it was, so he couldn't bear to withdraw his hand:

"Playing games is just playing games. Don't hit your head. The head is so fragile. What if it gets damaged?"

"No teacher!"

Song Yao, who has recently been obsessed with medical books, said: "The human skull is very hard. It's just a brain collapse. It won't be broken."

Lang Qing came over and pulled Teacher Gu back:

"Teacher Gu, it's just children playing games. Student Song Yao doesn't have any objections. You don't have to be so nervous."

Teacher Gu whispered unwillingly: "But that's the head, it's not another place."

This is a head that can make fingerprint locks and detection functions.

If something goes wrong, he can immediately perform a heart attack on the spot.

"Mr. Gu, you see you've scared the children. Come on, go to the dormitory to rest first."

The children, who were not frightened and were full of curiosity, almost asked "Why can't the head be broken?" watched Teacher Lang push Teacher Gu out.

After a few seconds, Teacher Lang popped up from the door:

"By the way, although the teacher has no intention of disturbing you when playing games, you'd better change your position because you are so confused. Don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of the worst."

Monday: “…good teachers.”

Poor Monday took the time to play six games today and lost five of them. Finally, he was able to avenge his shame and changed lands before he even made a move.

Zhao Xiaodong gave Song Yao a hand in confusion:

"What's wrong, teachers? Everyone seems to be acting weird today."

Song Yao touched his chin: "Yes, especially Teacher Gu. Are you scared by our dinosaur gate?"

Thinking about it this way, the child couldn't help but feel proud.

Haha, he knew that this dinosaur door not only looks scary, but can also block people who want to sneak in. Teacher Gu, who has always wanted to send Brother Ma in, will definitely be shocked.

Tuesday felt that there was more to it than that, so he turned to look at Monday:

"What do you think about Monday?"

Zhou Yiyi, who was wondering where that blow hit his head, said, "Ah? What?"

Tuesday asked again, Monday scratched his head:

"I didn't pay attention."

This time, not only Tuesday, but Song Yao and the others were shocked:

"You didn't pay attention? Don't you always know what everyone around you is doing?"

Monday was a little embarrassed and coughed dryly:

"Isn't it very busy these days? I have to study, make dinosaurs, play games and guess the food in the cafeteria. I was finally free yesterday, but Wang Duo needed a model, so I went to work as a model for an hour "

The more he talked, the more righteous he felt: "So how can I have time to observe what others are doing!"

Wang Duo, who had just been taken to bed by Zhou Yi, was studying how to win the cards in his hand if the game was not over. Hearing this, he nodded shyly:

"Yes, you were a model for me on Monday and yesterday."

Song Yao substituted himself and immediately felt that this was very reasonable.

"That's right. I've been so busy these days that I didn't go to bed until half past nine."

Zhao Xiaodong exposed him: "You obviously delayed going to bed for half an hour to read a novel."

Song Yao had a good reason: "If I weren't too busy during the day, would I read novels at night?"

Tuesday: "But no matter how busy or tired I am before Monday, I will never stop to observe the people around me."

His speech temporarily stopped Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong from distinguishing each other, and both of them looked at Zhou Yi curiously.

Zhao Xiaodong: "Really? Then how tired you were before."

Song Yao: "Everyone is observing? How many people do you have to keep in your mind?"

Even he, who always had an excellent memory, found this very tiring.

Although he remembered it, he didn't want to write down the characteristics, personality, and appearance of every person he met in his life.

He's not a camera.

Even Wang Hua, who was sitting silently reading a book, looked at Zhou Yi in surprise.

The faces of my friends were all "You must be very tired", which made Monday even more embarrassing.

He said awkwardly:

"Isn't that what I'm doing to nip problems in the bud?"

"Now that I am living so happily every day and surrounded by friends, I am no longer the same as before."

Song Yao suddenly realized.

His little head turned around and understood the underlying line of Monday's words.

The previous environment was full of dangers, so in order to protect himself and his brother, he could only seize every opportunity to research and investigate everyone around him.

Now that they live a safe life, this skill naturally does not need to be turned on all the time.

Everyone is a smart kid. Song Yao thought of it, and everyone else (except Zhao Xiaodong, who was always ambitious) could naturally think of it too. The scene became a little sad for a moment.

Only Zhao Xiaodong couldn’t figure out the situation:

"Eh? Why aren't you talking anymore? Keep talking?"

Song Yao followed suit and said, "It's Monday."

He patted Zhou Yi on the shoulder and sighed:

"I discovered that if this was a novel, you two brothers must be the protagonists."

Monday and Tuesday have puzzled faces: “Why?”

Song Yao spoke resolutely: "Look, do the protagonists in novels always have a miserable life experience?"

"Does the author always write about how miserable they were before when they were slightly better off?"

"For example, "The Two Swordsmen", think about it for yourself, are they exactly the same?"

The brothers looked really thoughtful as they recalled it.

Tuesday was fine, but on Monday I was excited about the direct memory.

"Yeah!! It seems like that!!"

He originally liked this popular novel, but now he realizes that he really looks like the protagonist, and he is no longer sentimental or sad.

All I can think about is: Am I the protagonist?

Song Yao originally just wanted to comfort his friends, but now that he saw how happy Zhou Yi was, he couldn't help but feel envious.

"Why is there no novel about a protagonist like me?"

He felt that he was very suitable to be the protagonist.

Zhao Xiaodong complained: "Yaoer, you are either eating, sleeping, or studying and playing every day. Your life is so boring every day. Write whatever you can."

Song Yao hummed: "I only said to write a protagonist like me, but I didn't say to write about my day."

He had already thought of a title for the novel, and it was called "The Invincible Master's Journey to the Universe".

The content is the story of a martial arts master who conquered the entire martial arts world, but felt that there was no more fun on earth, so he concentrated on practicing Qing Gong, and finally succeeded in traveling to the universe with his superb Qing Gong.

Song Yao quickly told the core of the story that he thought was quite novel and interesting to his friends.

Then he looked at them with twinkling eyes:

"Which of you is interested?"

He said generously: "I can give you the creative rights!"

Zhao Xiaodong looked up at the ceiling.

Watch the ground silently on Monday and Tuesday.

Wang Hua pretended to concentrate on reading the book, and Wang Duo, the only honest person, whispered: "I still want to practice painting..."

Song Yao could only hum and express:

"Okay, then I'll write it myself."

So when Teacher Gu finally calmed down and bought a bag of peaches from his own pocket, Le Diandian came to the classroom and distributed them to the children, when he saw Song Yao frowning and writing seriously like wind.

Hey!

This kid is truly a genius and hardworking.

He is indeed the student that Gu Yigu likes, and he is as eager to learn as him.

Teacher Gu still remembered to maintain her image in front of the students, and her heart was surging, but she did not expose it in front of the children.

He found his new tree hole and praised Song Yao.

Because the Dinosaur Gate thing is still only circulated among teachers, and Teacher Gu doesn't want people to find out that he has been severely shocked, so he can only find a tree hole who knows the truth.

Shudong Langqing: "..."

After listening to Song Yao's rainbow fart for thirty minutes, the smile on his lips couldn't be maintained anymore.

At this moment, he regretted that he should not have taken the initiative to say to Teacher Gu, "If you have anything to say, just tell me, I love chatting."

"Teacher Gu, do you have any misunderstanding? Song Yao is writing his martial arts novel, not doing any research."

Teacher Gu was stunned for a second, and then started boasting loudly:

"Classmate Song Yao is really amazing. He can write martial arts novels at the age of nine. It reminds me of my past..."

Lang Qing: "..."

Regret again.

Fortunately, Teacher Zaigu couldn't hold himself back and asked Song Yao's permission to read some of his novels.

After seeing content such as "The protagonist stepped on his left foot with his left foot, stepped on his right foot with his left foot and easily ascended to the sky. With a wave of his hand, the projection of his family appeared in front of him. With a second wave of his hand, the weapon drilled a hole in the marble mountain below." Teacher Gu: "..."

Facing Song Yao's eyes that were full of "praise me, you praise me," he struggled to say:

"It's really nice, beautiful."

Song Yao suddenly became more confident.

He said: "The following plot will be more exciting. The protagonist will get a very powerful weapon. This weapon can allow him to detect people underground. In this way, even if the bad guy uses the lying technique to hide underground, he can still see to each other.”

Weapons to detect people underground...

Can such a thing exist in the world?

Teacher Gu: "...you are good at editing...I mean, student Song Yao, you are really good at writing, but you still put learning first."

He maintained the smile of "You are so awesome" and praised Song Yao with difficulty before walking.

From then on, Teacher Gu, who was keen on bragging about Song Yao, never mentioned the topic of "our classmate Song Yao in the junior class is writing his own novel."

Song Yao herself felt good.

Zhao Xiaodong, who was also influenced by Grandpa Seven, expressed his liking for it after watching it.

He also expressed his opinions cautiously:

"There is no air in space, so you need to add an extra diamond shield."

Song Yao was proud: "How could I forget such simple common sense? The clothes he wore were made by the weapons master Wu Xiazi. They are clothes that can help people breathe in space."

"I will make this kind of clothes," he said.

There were such clothes in the interstellar era, but their usage rate was not high. After all, these clothes did not last long and were relatively thick. Except for space explorers, others did not use them very much.

With this kind of money, I might as well enjoy the scenery in the spaceship.

Anyway, the view is better in the spaceship, and you can eat and drink.

Zhao Xiaodong has long been accustomed to Song Yao's various ambitions.

His attention was focused on the four words Weapon Master:

"I also want to be a weapons master, Yaoer, will you write me in your novel?"

Song Yao thought for a while: "That's okay, but you have to share one of your four bunches of candied haws with me this month."

Afraid that Zhao Xiaodong would not agree, he specifically said:

"I want one string because we are good friends, otherwise I would have two strings."

Zhao Xiaodong was a little reluctant to give up.

Ever since they changed their front teeth, Brother Yuanjiang has not allowed them to eat too many snacks.

The number of candied hawsers has also been changed to a maximum of four skewers a month. You can’t eat as much as you want like before. Even the portion of mung bean cake has been reduced.

Now the school distributes four skewers of candied haws a month, which is just enough. If one skewer is missing, it means a little less happiness.

Zhao Xiaodong thought for a few seconds before gritting his teeth: "I'll give you two in a bunch, and you have to write something more handsome for me!"

Song Yaole smiled with a pair of crescent eyes:

"No problem!! Don't worry!"

"I will change Wu Xiazi to Zhao Dongdong!!"

Song Yao has always been very reliable, and he can make corrections immediately with a pen.

After finishing the correction, he was like a stolen cat, taking the notebook and pen he used to write "novel" and strolling through the door of the student dormitory.

The next day, when Yuan Jiang came to help Song Yao pack the heavy things in the house as usual, he opened the door and saw six empty sticks hidden in the corner.

The tall soldier: "..."

Song Yao, who was lying on the bed playing marbles, immediately shrank into the quilt with a guilty conscience.

Zhao Xiaodong is very loyal and tries hard to help take the blame:

"I ate three skewers and Yao'er ate three skewers."

So they don't count as eating too much.

Yuanjiang: ...This kid still can't lie.

If they really ate according to the specifications, why would they hide the sticks in a guilty conscience?

Moreover, each child is entitled to four sticks of candied haws a month, and there is a record of when and how much each child received. If he really wants to check, he can just ask the colleague who records these.

But seeing how guilty Song Yao wanted to hide his whole body under the quilt, and how hard Zhao Xiaodong was trying to make it up despite knowing he couldn't lie, Yuan Jiang sighed silently.

Shen Sheng said: "Don't eat too much next time. Eating too much is not good for your health."

Although he didn't plan to argue this time, he still warned the two of them:

"If I eat as much as I did today, I will call home."

Song Yao weakly raised his head out of the bed and said with a guilty conscience:

"Not next time."

In fact, he knew how to measure things before, but today was the first time that he relied on his own ability to earn candied haws from his classmates.

A total of two heroes were added to the novel, a miracle doctor, a martial arts leader, and Her Majesty the Queen. Counting those given by Zhao Xiaodong, a total of six bunches of candied haws were obtained in exchange.

Song Yao generously gave Zhao Xiaodong two skewers, and he originally planned to eat the remaining four skewers slowly.

As a result, I finished reading the book without realizing it.

After eating, the child regretted it. It was so good to eat one stick a day. After eating it in one go, he had to wait slowly.

So he has a very positive attitude towards admitting his mistakes.

Yuan Jiang also saw that Song Yao did not admit his mistake because he "ate too much candied haws", but regretted it because he "ate it all in one go", and more importantly, he felt guilty about being caught by an adult.

But children are inevitably greedy. In the past, Song Yao had never been restricted in how many candied haws he could eat. Now that his portion was suddenly restricted, it was normal for him to be unable to resist.

Yuan Jiang returned to his dormitory without pursuing anything further this time. Song Yao breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the quilt and sat up.

"Huh! You scared me! I thought brother Yuan Jiang was going to be angry."

Yuan Jiang is very scary when he is angry.

Because he will not be angry with Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong, but will silently blame himself.

Rather than making brother Yuan Jiang uncomfortable, the two children were more accepting of being spanked by their grandmothers.

At least it hurts them.

Zhao Xiaodong also looked relieved:

"Don't do this next time. If you eat four sticks, you won't be afraid of damaging your teeth."

Song Yao hugged the quilt with a guilty conscience:

"I didn't expect it either. I finished it by accident."

Although he regretted it, Song Yao still felt very satisfied after eating four bunches of lollipops in one go.

He smacked his mouth, thinking that in the future he must develop the technology that can perfectly regenerate teeth. In this case, he could eat as many skewers as he wanted and would no longer be afraid of tooth decay. Hahahahahaha...

While Song Yao and the others were taking a nap, a guest came from HKUST.

He was dressed formally, carrying a briefcase in his hand, and his hair was carefully oiled.

It's just that the expression is a bit off.

He stood at the school gate hesitantly, and did not enter for two minutes.

Two security men were sitting in the room looking at him through the small window.

"Are you here to apply for a job?"

"Let me see, the top of your head is not bald, right?"

"Are you here to see your wife or girlfriend? Are you a little older?"

"It's also possible that he's showing his age. There are quite a few people nowadays who are showing their age."

Just when they were eager to take out a plate of melon seeds to eat, the comrade finally did not hesitate and strode towards this side.

"Hello, comrade, how can I get to the junior class? This is my ID. I called the principal before coming here."

One of the security guards took it over and saw that he was a state cadre. He looked at him in surprise:

"Hey, hello, Comrade Liu, the junior class is right over there, the newest building with red bricks on the outside."

That's right, the person coming is none other than Director Liu.

He never expected it.

Even though he was transferred to the capital to work, he still couldn't avoid the work that rewarded Song Yao and the others.

Because of Song Yao's classmate, he was admitted to the junior class of Capital University of Science and Technology.

The leader thought about his previous experience of dealing with Song Yao twice, and thought that an experienced person is better than a novice.

So, he came again.

Director Liu's previous hesitation was mainly because he was too impressed by the first two times. This time he wanted to show his stability and generosity.

It couldn't be like the previous two times, especially the first time, that advertising conference, no, it was a commendation conference. He felt that he would never forget it for another fifty years.

Walking on the campus of HKUST, looking at the flowers, trees, and young students of HKUST, Director Liu gradually felt relieved.

This is the right environment.

In fact, he thought about it carefully later.

I think the reason why I was shocked in the first two commendations was because the environment was not right.

Whether it's Dashu Village or Xinghe County, everyone seems to be overly enthusiastic.

Look at how normal the environment at HKUST is.

Students talking in low voices.

The teacher with a solemn face.

Fruit trees bearing fruit.

Classmate Song Yao must have become much calmer in such an environment.

Director Liu nodded in his mind and walked towards the place pointed by the security guard, and was about to register. As soon as the military comrades heard that he was here to see Song Yao, they immediately said:

"Classmate Song Yao is not in Qiming Building. He was sent to the infirmary."

Director Liu raised his head in surprise: "Infirmary?? What's wrong? Is he sick? Is it serious? What's the reason for his illness?"

The soldier comrade shook his head:

"I don't know, it seems like my stomach hurts, and my face turned pale from the pain."

It doesn't make sense that Song Yao's illness occurred too quickly.

Comrade Yuan Jiang was so frightened that his face was even whiter than Song Yao's. He hugged a nine-year-old child as if he were holding air, and rushed to the infirmary at high speed.

They were accompanied by three comrades, and they all brought enough bullets with them to prepare for emergencies.

After hearing this, Director Liu wished he could bring a bunch of bullets with him, even though he couldn't fire a gun.

How can a sudden illness occur?

In such a safe University of Science and Technology, I ate in the cafeteria with strict security checks, slept in a dormitory where nearly ten soldiers were stationed, and there was Yuan Jiang taking care of me.

It doesn't make sense.

Countless possibilities rushed through his mind in an instant.

Spies poison.

Suffering from serious illness.

By the way, Song Yao is from Xinghe and may not adapt to the environment of the capital.

He was only nine years old and unfamiliar with the place. He came to college at a young age, and with only Zhao Xiaodong and Yuan Jiang around him, it was very possible to get sick.

As Director Liu followed a military comrade to the infirmary, all kinds of thoughts were in his mind.

As soon as he stepped into the door of the infirmary, he heard Song Yao crying loudly inside.

I cried so wronged and loudly.

Director Liu was anxious and wanted to go in quickly to comfort him, but before he could go in, a figure rushed past him.

He took a closer look and saw an old man with gray hair, running and shouting:

"Classmate Song Yao, what's wrong with you? Is it serious? What's going on?"

Director Liu: ...a very familiar word.

Before he could think of anything else, another figure rushed past him:

"Teacher, don't run so fast. Hello, classmate Song Yao. We meet again. Teacher, take a breath and take your time."

Director Liu: ...who is this young man?

Then another one rushed over.

Lang Qing gasped: "Why are you sick? The child is crying so hard. Doctor, please help him stop the pain."

Director Liu: "..."

He just wanted to ask if anyone else was going to break in.

Don't tell me, it really does exist.

This time, before entering, the sound was already heard, and the childish voices shouted:

"Song Yao, what's wrong with you?"

"Teacher, Song Yao is not serious, right?"

"Song Yao cried so loudly, he must be in pain."

Drill one side into it like a dumpling.

Director Liu's last expression was numb.

He still felt strange when he saw a child standing in front of him and refused to go in:

"You won't go in?"

Child Monday: “There’s no room to squeeze in.”

Director Liu: "??"

How is it possible? Such a big house.

As a result, when he turned around, the room was indeed overcrowded, with adults and children crowding the entire infirmary.

The students in the junior class were well behaved and stopped making noises after entering the room. The only sound in the room was Song Yao's loud crying.

He lay in Yuan Jiang's arms, crying so hard that he didn't stop making a sound.

Zhao Xiaodong stood beside him, extremely anxious, holding Song Yao's hand to see the doctor.

Yuan Jiang had just finished answering the doctor's question. His face had no expression, but his lips were extremely white. He pursed his lips and frowned and asked:

"Doctor, is it a big problem?"

Everyone in the room, including Director Liu and Zhou Yiyi who were standing at the door, held their breath nervously.

Comrade doctor: "Judging from the current situation, the problem is not big. As long as you prescribe medicine and take it, you will be fine soon."

Hearing that he would be fine soon, Song Yao's cries turned into lower volume sobs.

Lang Qing on the side quickly asked: "What caused it? We pay close attention to all aspects of this child."

Comrade doctor: "I ate too much candied haws."

Song Yao cried.

The child felt guilty and buried his face in Yuan Jiang's chest, pretending that he couldn't hear anything.

Director Liu at the door: "..."

He was obviously relieved.

But why is there a feeling of "sure enough".

Fortunately, this time he was not only here to praise Song Yao, but also the other children in the youth class.

These children currently look like normal children.

It shouldn't go astray again this time, right?

Director Liu was breathing a sigh of relief, and Zhou Yiyi, who was also relieved, finally had the energy to observe this uncle he had never seen before.

He looked curiously at the camera held by Director Liu:

"Uncle, you are not from our school, are you? I have never seen you."

Director Liu replied with a smile: "It's true that I'm not. I came to your school on a business trip."

Monday’s eyes lit up:

"Uncle, I think you seem to have a guaranteed job. Are you a reporter? Are you here to interview us?"

He was eager to try: "Then can I also be interviewed?"

Zhou Zhou patted himself and introduced:

"I have a miserable life experience, a lone star in the sky, and my younger brother depends on each other for life. The whole family treats us as transparent people, so we have to run away from home to attend the University of Science and Technology. How miserable!!"

Director Liu: "..."

These words sound really miserable.

For a child, it was simply horrific.

But why is this child's tone full of pride?

Where is the pride in these things? ?

Director Liu silently took back what he had thought before.

Should have expected it.

Where classmate Song Yao is, how could he not go astray?