Not long after, the midterm exam results came out.
Du Ruo checked on the Internet, and found that all the students scored above 88, and some even scored above 90. Ranked first in the class.
This result shocked the roommates.
He Huanhuan's jaw almost dropped: "Damn it, you are going to heaven! Du Xiaocao, you pervert who is in love with Xuexue. I'm going crazy!"
Qiu Yuchen couldn't believe it either: "Xiaocao, you are a fighter in Xueba!"
Xia Nan was quite indifferent: "It's not in vain for you to work so hard."
Du Ruo smiled "modestly": "It's okay, I can't help it, IQ is high."
He was "beaten violently" by the three of them.
"However, the exam is so good, shouldn't we go out to have a dinner?" He Huanhuan seized the opportunity and wanted to go to a restaurant to improve the food.
Everyone was tired of eating in the cafeteria, and unanimously agreed, and decided to go off-campus to have a hot pot meal.
"It's smoggy outside, everyone wears masks." Xia Nan closed the curtains on the balcony and walked in to say.
Du Ruo didn't know what smog is until she came to Beijing. Her hometown has blue sky and green mountains all year round, and the air is fresh. When she encountered smog for the first time after coming to Beijing, she coughed for several days.
Qiu Yuchen said: "It's okay, I will get used to it in the future. It's only autumn, and when it's winter, it will be dark and dark."
When Du Ruo heard this, his first reaction was excitement: "The sun is not enough, so I should turn white?"
"..." The three people in the dormitory gave her a sideways look.
It's November, and it gets dark early.
Walking out of the dormitory building, it was already dark outside, and with the smog shrouded in it, there was a chaotic sense of the end of the world.
The outline of the nearby dormitory buildings can no longer be seen clearly, only the lights from the windows penetrate the haze, like a series of small holes pierced in a curtain.
Du Ruo wrinkled her nose and pouted her mouth, breathing carefully. She was still not used to it and found the smell irritating.
She tore open the plastic bag and threw it into the roadside trash can. Just as she was about to put on the mask, a tall and thin figure unexpectedly appeared in the fog in front of her, walking towards this side.
It was just an outline, but she recognized it.
Startled on the spot, he didn't wear the mask, put it in his pocket, quickly scratched his hair and bangs, and put on the most calm and gentle expression.
The figure gradually became clear and approached, but there was a girl beside him, and the distance between them was not close.
With his hands in his pockets and a black mask, his face was completely covered, only his handsome eyebrows were exposed, and he looked colder than usual.
Getting closer, getting closer.
Du Ruo raised her head slightly, her heart beating wildly.
However, the figures intertwined, Jing Ming didn't notice her, passed her by, and never moved his eyes to her side.
Du Ruo's heart swayed down, and from the corner of her eye, the girl looked at Jingming, her eyes were bright, and her tone of admiration said, "Oh, that's how it is. After listening to you, I finally understand."
The corners of her mouth drooped, a little sour and a little annoyed, but she still couldn't help looking back at the man's back.
He had tall legs and long legs, and walked very fast, and the girl quickly followed him.
She put the mask on without saying a word.
He Huanhuan also looked back, after all, he was a man of the school: "New girlfriend?"
"It doesn't look like it." Qiu Yuchen analyzed, "However, I think that girl should want to chase him."
Xia Nan agrees: "Between the same sex, the eyes are sharp."
"Can you catch up?"
"Hang."
Now Du Ruo spoke: "Why?"
"Look. You just broke up with Wu Yanzu, and then fell in love with Guo Degang?"
Du Ruo: "..."
Look at yourself, it's not as good-looking as Guo Degang just now.
Fortunately, the smog was thick, and no one could see her wilting appearance because of the mask.
On the side, He Huanhuan's gossiping heart ignited: "Hey, Xia Nan, you and him are high school classmates, how is he like? Does looking for a girlfriend value appearance?"
"It's okay." Xia Nan said, "I think excellence is a must. I thought that he and Min Enzhu would break up sooner or later. Sure enough, these two people are not in the same world at all. If he gets a girlfriend next time, I think She must be a very good girl. Superb in every way."
Qiu Yuchen: "Why?"
Xia Nan said in a natural tone: "You must be worthy of him."
Du Ruo sighed slightly without saying a word.
In his eyes, she is still just a background board on the side of the road, a tree.
Although it is also growing slowly, it is inevitable to be impatient. When will this tree of hers bloom and bear fruit
She was afraid that the leaf from Xiangshan would wither, so she made it into Yetuo, which was preserved forever like a beautiful watercolor painting.
However, she rarely met Jingming again.
In public classes, he came late and left early, and he was absent from class more and more often.
Sometimes the teacher calls out his name: "Jingming."
It was not his voice that answered "yes".
She didn't even have the chance to meet others, let alone have the right time to send Ye Tuo out.
Jingming was indeed very busy during this time. He was in the laboratory almost every day, making design plans and sketches for Prime's driverless project.
Early that morning, he received a call from class teacher Liang Wenbang asking him to go to the office in the morning.
Jing Ming skipped politics class and English class in the morning, and was busy in the laboratory, so he didn't go until near noon.
When he walked into the office with his pockets on his hands, Liang Wenbang was reading a book. Seeing him coming in, he put down the book and said with a smile, "You're here?"
Jing Ming went over and pulled the chair away, and sat comfortably in it, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Daily care, ask about the progress of your recent projects."
"That's why you called me here. Doesn't Li Wei give you regular reports?"
"I know." Liang Wenbang said, "I've seen it, and your overall design and planning are very good. Professor Zhen Daoming also praised you for a long time."
Zhen Daoming is a good friend of Jing Yuanshan, who helped Jing Ming a lot during his growth. After entering the university, the two communicated more. Like Liang Wenbang, he is the supervisor of prime.
Jing Ming picked his ears and asked, "Only good things? Nothing else?"
Seeing him like this, Liang Wenbang couldn't help laughing: "Yes, there are only good things to say. Your plan is perfect. Professor Zhen and I don't have any major opinions. I will mark out a few insignificant points for you. You decide what to choose."
He also gave him a stack of papers.
Jing Ming took it over, and flipped through a few pages. It was indeed seriously approved, even if it was just some small details: "Thank you, Lao Liang."
Liang Wenbang laughed loudly, then put it away slightly: "However, there is another matter to ask you."
"Let's talk." He had already guessed that there was no need to call him to the office for such a trivial matter.
"Do you know what projects Yi Kun and the others are working on recently?"
"Automatic braking." Jing Ming also heard a little bit, "What's wrong?"
Liang Wenbang hesitated for a moment, considering his words. He is a person who does things and is not good at negotiating, but the superior said so...
"The project they are studying overlaps with yours. The leaders of the academy think that in order to avoid wasting manpower, time, and various resources, they want you and Yi Kun to..."
Jing Ming immediately sneered and interrupted: "Is it possible to cooperate with him?"
"It's not cooperation, it's joint..."
He threw back a sentence: "The weak find someone to join forces. The strong can only annex and crush."
Liang Wenbang was startled.
"United? Heh," he sneered, "do you listen to him or me when making decisions? Which leader said, you just answer him like this, I don't work for anyone, and I don't listen to anyone's orders. What's the matter? If you want to unite, you ask Yi Kun to be my subordinate, otherwise there is no way."
After he finished speaking, he tilted his head, leaned on the back of the chair and looked sideways at the teacher.
"Hey, you kid, you'll explode at once. It's just a suggestion." Liang Wenbang gave him a reproachful look, sighed, then shook his head helplessly and smiled, "Got it. With your character, I need to ask more. All right, you can do whatever you want, and I will reply for you from above."
Jing Ming didn't say a word again, and frowned, feeling uncomfortable, and asked: "There is a leader in the courtyard who made things difficult for you, is it that Deputy Director Yuan?"
"No. Don't think too much about it. It's normal and reasonable to have this consideration in the courtyard. But since you don't want to cooperate with others, forget it, it's not a big deal." Liang Wenbang smoothed things over.
What he didn't say was that Deputy Director Yuan, who was in charge of college students' entrepreneurship in the department, didn't approve of Jing Ming and his group. He believed that after all, they were freshmen, and they should be ranked according to their seniority, so they should assist the graduate students to start their own businesses.
If you want to say this, it is estimated that the person on the other side will be blown up.
But he didn't say anything, Jingming could see clearly, and said bluntly: "He wants to order again, let him come to me." At the end, he added, "Don't be caught in the middle."
Liang Wenbang smiled: "Hey, now you care about my class leader."
Jingming: "..."
"It's okay, I'm leaving." He was about to get up when Liang Wenbang raised his hand, "Wait a minute."
"what happened again?"
"Political make-up exams must be taken seriously. Do you hear me?"
"I heard!"
An impatient voice.
Liang Wenbang looked at the young man's back for a long time, shook his head with a smile, and said to himself: "Hey, young man."
Jing Ming didn't pay attention to the merger of projects at all, and left it behind when he left the office.
But I have to make up the political exam in the afternoon, and I am a little speechless when I think of this annoying thing.
When he returned to the dormitory, it was noon, and several roommates were there.
"Where did you go?" Zhu Tao asked, pointing to the fresh-keeping bowl on his table, "I'm afraid you didn't have lunch, so I brought you a bowl of noodles."
"Thank you. I was called by Lao Liang to talk about the make-up political exam."
Jing Ming took off his coat and threw it on the bed, opened his schoolbag, found the note from the interlayer, rolled up the sleeves of his T-shirt, and slumped on the chair to read it.
I don't know who posted it, but the handwriting is beautiful, but the content is really boring.
looking at
"Love letter?" Zhu Tao snatched it up, glanced at it, burst out laughing, and read aloud angrily, "To realize the Chinese dream, we must adhere to the Chinese road! Carry forward the Chinese spirit! Gather Chinese power! ... Hey, you are still Revolutionary friendship!"
"What is it?" Li Wei came over curiously to look at it, but couldn't see it clearly. Jing Ming had already snatched the paper back from Zhu Tao's hands, "You're sick, I didn't see the review exam!"
"You also have a day to review." Zhu Tao laughed wildly, "By the way, how did you get this note?"
"How do I know?" Jing Ming stared at the notes, memorizing the contents silently.
"I wrote so many pieces of paper, so careful, it should be a girl in the department who has a crush on you."
Jing Ming ignored it and just memorized silently, not interested in such gossip.
"Hey, could it be the girl from Sichuan in the electrical engineering class? Or the Jiangsu girl in the mechanical automation class?" The fact that he scored 9 in the exam was well-known throughout the school. Although there are not many girls, it is not easy to lock in.
But Jingming was obviously bored: "I'll make up the exam in half an hour, can you shut up?"
"Okay, okay." Zhu Tao patted him on the shoulder, not to disturb him anymore.
Jing Ming continued to memorize the contents of the notes,
- Seeking truth from facts, "facts" are all things that exist objectively, "is" is the internal connection of objective things, that is, regularity, and "seeking" means that we should study. —
I'll go, what kind of twisted and twisted ghost sentences are killing people.
Du Ruo, who wrote this note, naturally would not have thought that after the boy received the note, he memorized it with a feeling of complaining all the way.
Du Ruo has just passed the mid-term exam these days, and his schoolwork is easy, so he has more time for systematic self-study. Not long after, he applied to the teacher to enter the laboratory to conduct extracurricular experiments.
After lunch, there was no class in the first half of the afternoon, so she took the materials to the desktop lathe laboratory, opened the door and saw that there was no one there.
The timing of her arrival was just right.
Du Ruo went in and found a suitable lathe, carefully read the parameter list on the machine,
The maximum turning diameter is 210mm
Maximum workpiece length 450mm
Spindle bore taper mt.3
Spindle diameter 20mm
Chuck diameter 100mm
Spindle speed 100-2000rpm
…
She took out the prepared materials, aluminum ring, round aluminum block, round copper block, thin steel pipe, thin copper pipe, adhesive, lubricating oil...
Opened the notebook again, watched and worked in an unprofessional manner, fixed the aluminum block on the chuck according to the steps, adjusted the parameters, pressed the switch, the round aluminum block rotated rapidly, the knife rest approached, high-speed friction, a little light Golden metal flowers swirled out.
On a lathe, metal is carved and cut as easily as wood, and the otherwise flat block of aluminum begins to show regular patterns of depressions.
Complete one step, move on to the next.
The noon sun outside the window was gradually tilting, and it was quiet in the laboratory. She stayed by the lathe alone and listened to the thin sizzling sound of metal rubbing, which was very pleasant to her ears.
Calm and patient, she carefully selected tools, changed parameters, bit by bit, sanded, glued, calcined, drilled, and spent nearly an hour before finally making a three-axis gyroscope.
The small gyroscope exudes a golden and silver metallic luster, like a small globe, it will spin and move when you touch it, it is very delicate and lovely.
Satisfied, Du Ruo carefully put the gyroscope aside, cleaned up the waste metal shavings on the lathe, squatted under the table to clean it, and looked back at the baby she made. It stood obediently on the table, but the next second, A hand reached over and picked it up.
"Hey, that's me—" She stood up abruptly, stunned for a moment, saw that it was Jing Ming, and swallowed the words down her throat as soon as she reached the tip of her tongue.
Jing Ming was casually looking at the gyroscope in his hand, and was slightly startled when he saw her suddenly come out from under the table. He looked at her, then at the things in his hand, and put them back on the table.
The two looked away from each other, quiet like strangers.
Wearing a dark blue hooded woolen coat with horn buttons, he walked past her and said, "It's okay."
Du Ruo's heart skipped a beat, boom.
Pursing his lips, looking back, he had already walked to a lathe and began to operate it skillfully. He lowered his head slightly, his back shaking slightly.
Soon, the hiss of metal friction came from the quiet laboratory.
She didn't bother him, she kept her lips pursed, packed her things, exited the laboratory lightly, and closed the door.
The moment the door closed, he grinned.
"It's okay," he said.
The voice is low and magnetic.
I'm praising her!
She trotted all the way and slipped through the corridor into the elevator, briskly tiptoeing.
It was only halfway down the elevator that he realized that Ye Zi was still in the note pad and hadn't been shown to him.
Next time.
The elevator door opened, and she rushed out of the laboratory building. Looking at the golden campus under the autumn sun, she couldn't help but take a deep breath, her heart fluttering like it had grown wings.
"Ahhh—" she whispered in a low voice and rushed down the steps, with a big smile, she couldn't hold it back anymore, and ran away laughing all the way.