Youthful Spirit

Chapter 2: There is light in the eyes (2)

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After a while, Su Song opened the glass door with five small bells hanging on it.

The door was not completely opened. Su Song tilted his body and stuck his head out and asked, "Because today is Teacher's Day, so..." Sneak out, just to get the first one to tell me in person" happy teacher's Day"

Wang Zhen scratched his head and said, "Yes!"

Su Song didn't know whether it was the reason for waking up or something else. He always felt a little unreal. Just watching a delicate moment when Wang Fang scratched his head, he felt that he was blushing strongly.

However, his skin is a bit dark, even if he really blushes, he won't be easily noticed! So what is...

Su Song didn't think much before blurting out, "That Teacher's Day gift!"

Wang Zhao has not scratched his head, put his hands behind his back, and said slowly, "Uh... it is still under construction, and it will take a long time."

Seeing his little awkward appearance, Su Song felt a little embarrassed, so he smiled and said, "Just kidding!"

However, she was indeed joking, but the sentence was said too smoothly, she was not really looking forward to the gift.

He waved his hands anxiously, and said seriously, "No. I really have a gift! It's just... it will take a long time."

Firm in the first half, hesitate in the second half.

Throughout the whole paragraph, everything is very serious, especially serious, and the eyes are especially bright.

Su Song was slightly frightened by the serious energy, so he opened the door completely, stood up straight, and looked at him carefully.

He said, "Ms. Su, would you like to wait? That unfinished gift." And this immature person...

Wang Zhao still stood at the place where he had been standing, a short distance away from Su Song in the store.

Both are quiet, making people feel that the world is really quiet, like a forest in the early morning, with only the sounds of early birds.

Su Song looked up at the banyan tree at the entrance of the store. The leaves were dense. No birds inside, only the sunlight dancing between the leaves.

The beating light dangled his eyes slightly.

Wang Zhao could see her clearly, so he followed her gaze and looked up at the banyan tree.

The light jumping on the green leaves makes people trance and fall into memories.

He remembered their first meeting.

It was the summer vacation two years ago, the summer vacation after the first college entrance examination failed.

At that time, he was carrying a backpack on his own without a specific destination. He just ran to the train station, bought the nearest train, and got off the train in a city he hadn't heard of. Then, somehow I got into the crowd, and I just got in and out of the car, and then got in and out of the car. Finally, we arrived at a scenic spot.

At the gate of the scenic spot, the crowd tweeted that it was China’s Sky Eye, it was a unique project in the world, it had China’s independent intellectual property rights, it was the world’s largest single-calibre and the most sensitive in the world.. . ..

For Wang Zhao, who had been losing his mind all the time, all the voices came out at once, and then he was awakened.

Waking up in an absolutely quiet night.

That night, thunder blasted, electricity broke, and rain was cast.

Wang Zhao always remembered clearly that one person added excitedly, "That is the scientific research technology that will continue to lead the world for at least 20 years!"

In the tone, it was full of pride, and I couldn't hold it back.

A sense of national honor that absolutely seduces all listeners to resonate together.

It wasn't until he saw the paper towel that the person next to him handed him, the paper towel that was dangling white and black in the sun, that Wang Zhao realized later that he was in tears.

Staring at the tissue, Wang Zhao clearly knew why he was crying? Why are you crying in the crowd

It's too clear.

It's so clear that it hurts.

I was once in the focus of that sense of honor.

Why did you lose it, why can't you find it back

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find it again.

Yes, I can’t find it, I can’t find it, I can’t find it...

Wang Zhao didn't stretch out his hand to take it, the man said, "Do you know? Teacher Nan Rendong is my idol."

With nasal sounds in the pious tone, Wang Zhao thought, did she cry just now

Following that hand, Wang Zhao looked up and saw that she was a girl with fair skin, long and black hair, and she looked very supple.

The most attractive is those eyes, bright, the kind of brightness that can't be expressed.

The morning sun in September always changes quickly, and it starts to shine within a short while.

Su Song retracted his gaze, looked at Wang Zhao, and saw that he was in a trance, so he looked at him openly.

The boy is very tall, he stands upright, and the boy is facing the light at this time.

The light of the morning sun hit him, and the silver hook made a bright and vigorous arc.

In that arc, there is stardust.

When Su Song thought of college, he read an extremely romantic sentence, "Everything about you is stardust."

I also remembered what Nan Rendong said, "The senses are peaceful, and there is no sound. The beautiful universe and space, with its mystery and splendor, beckon us to step through mediocrity and enter the vast expanse."

Su Song has always believed that Wang Zhao can do it no matter how long it takes.

Su Song walked towards him gently, stood in front of him, and looked up at him.

"Student Wang Zhi."

Wang Zhao returned to his senses, facing Su Song's eyes, his eyes were clear, and the light in each other's eyes reflected each other.

Su Song went on to say, "Precious gifts are worth waiting for."

Wang Zhao nodded and asked, "Really?"

Su Song raised his fist, smashed his shoulder and said, "Of course!"

Wang Zhao still nodded, his eyes bright and bright.

There is light in the eyes, and there is light in the eyes that have been dim.

Because I met someone, the dimness was lit up, so there was light in my eyes.

Su Song understands that because he has been like this, his eyes have been lightened.

Su Song asked, "Should I go in and sit for a while?"

He shook his head and said, "No, I just asked Uncle Wu to say that he will only let me out for a while. I will go back to study in the morning later."

The swing was a bit strong, and the hair stretched out to both sides, as if happy enough to take off.

Su Song turned his head aside slightly and smiled.

It's a bit of a smirk.

Wang Zhao scratched his head without knowing why, "What are you laughing at?"

Su Song was caught, but she didn't panic, took a breath, rolled her eyes, and said calmly, "No. You go back! Be careful on the road."

Wang Zhao hesitated to speak, then said for a while, "Then... I'll go back."

Su Song nodded at him, but a second before he turned around, he said to him, "Study hard and make progress every day."

At this time, the teenager standing in the sunshine cracked his mouth and said, "How come the teachers love to say such things!"

Su Song shook his head and said, "No. Aside from being a teacher, I like to say things like this too."

Wang Zhao tilted his head slightly and asked, "Why?"

"In my understanding, this sentence applies not only to school, but also to life! For me, study hard, learn to cook, learn kindness, and learn love. Every day, look up, run up, laugh up. ."

Wang Zhao asked faintly, "It's... a life attitude and philosophy, right?"

Su Song also grinned, eyes rainbow, and nodded.