Holding You Into My Arms

When Lu Zhicheng received a call from home, he was helping Wang Xu draw a circuit board.

He put down the mouse and walked out.

Wang Xu was reading the news, and when he saw him going out, he put down his cell phone and said, "Where are you going? Someone will come over for the acceptance tomorrow, why not hurry?"

Lu Zhi is a tall adult and extremely thin, like a bamboo pole.

As a result of staying up all night to do projects, the fundus of the eyes is black and blue, the eyes are bloodshot, and the complexion is sallow.

He opened his dry and skinned lips, and his voice was tired and hoarse: "I know, the caller is from home, and I will come back after answering the phone to continue painting."

"Hurry up." Wang Xu nodded and continued to play with his mobile phone.

Lu Zhicheng stood in front of the corridor with his hands on the railing.

A gust of wind seemed to knock him down.

"Mom, what's the matter?" he asked.

The voice on the other end is very old, and if you can think of the speaker, it must be an old woman with white hair.

"How did you study at school?" she asked.

Lu Zhicheng replied: "I learned very well,"

She coughed, and then asked: "How many points did she score in the exam? Is there a hundred?"

Lu Zhicheng was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "There are a hundred points."

Mom didn't finish primary school, and she didn't know what college was like, let alone grade points. In her mind, as long as one hundred points in the test is the best.

"It's fine." She sighed in relief: "Chengcheng, you must study hard. You are the first college student in our village, and it is the hope of mom and dad...cough cough...you must listen to the teacher... Cough cough."

"Mom, I know." Lu Zhicheng frowned, "You have a cold?"

"I went to the mountain yesterday and got a little rain." She coughed again: "Don't worry, I took the medicine."

Lu Zhicheng bit his dry lips.

I want to tell her to go to the hospital, but I can't say it, even if I say, Mom won't go.

"Isn't the home installed natural gas?" Lu Zhicheng advised him: "Don't burn wood."

She smiled: "Now everyone in the team has gone out to work, and there is no one to pick up the firewood in the mountains. It looks strange."

In fact, he couldn't bear the money, and Lu Zhicheng couldn't bear to break it.

"How is Dad?" he asked.

My father was diagnosed with uremia last year and has been doing kidney dialysis. The savings at home are all used up, and all the relatives around him borrowed it.

There was a long silence on the other end, as if the phone had been cut off.

"I'm calling for your dad's business." She said.

Lu Zhicheng asked nervously, "What's wrong? Isn't it?"

"Today I will accompany your dad to do kidney dialysis. The hospital said that if you don't settle the money, you won't do it next time." She sighed helplessly, "What can I do?"

The ending sounded trembling with a little cry.

Lu Zhicheng thought for a while: "You tell the hospital that you will settle a part of it next month. The school will issue scholarships. I will find a solution for the rest."

There are eight thousand national awards, plus five thousand for inspirational scholarships, so the hospital can take a long time.

The other end choked up and said, "It can only be so."

"Is there anything else? If it's okay, I will continue studying." It has been ten minutes since Lu Zhicheng was afraid of Wang Xu's dissatisfaction.

"It's okay, you go to study, you must pay attention to your body." His mother told him.

Hanging up, Lu Zhicheng returned to the office.

As soon as he sat down, Liu Xiaodong came back from outside.

"The national award list is out," he said.

Lu Zhicheng quickly asked: "When will the money come down?"

Liu Xiaodong watched him stand up excitedly, his expression changed, and his words hesitated: "I'm not sure about this, maybe next month?"

Lu Zhicheng breathed a sigh of relief. It was the end of the month, which meant that he would definitely get it before the summer vacation.

"That..." Liu Xiaodong hesitated to say.

Lu Zhicheng asked: "What?"

"It doesn't seem to have your name on it." Liu Xiaodong's voice was very small.

"Without my name?" Lu Zhicheng couldn't believe it, and said to himself: "How is it possible."

"Our major is Shen Zhan." Liu Xiaodong said.

Lu Zhicheng's pupils shrink slightly: "Shen Zhan?"

"Yes." Liu Xiaodong nodded: "I just saw it, Electronic Information Engineering, Shen Zhan."

"Isn't he absent from class?" Lu Zhicheng asked.

The evaluation of the national award is very strict, with full attendance, high performance points, and awards above the provincial level.

He is satisfied with all of these, first in all grade points.

Although not as good as the sophomore Shen Zhan, he often misses classes.

When it was reported, he was 100% sure that he would win the national award. Wang Xu also said that he would try his best to help him win.

"I don't know that." Liu Xiaodong shrugged.

Lu Zhicheng rushed out of the classroom.

Wang Xu came out of the toilet and shook the water in his hand twice. Seeing Lu Zhicheng rushing to the Wanglou crossing, he shouted to stop him, "Where are we going?!"

Lu Zhicheng ignored him and ran downstairs and went straight to the counselor's office.

The counselor is Li Chengming, who is in his thirties and has a master degree in returnees.

"Ms. Li, why is Shen Zhan the national award?" Lu Zhicheng was straightforward.

Li Chengming was working on a document and raised his head and asked: "What's the matter?"

"The national award list is down, why is Shen Zhan's place?" He paused, and asked more bluntly: "Why not me?"

Li Chengming pushed his glasses and said, "It's decided in the courtyard. Shen Zhan is indeed more qualified than you."

"More qualified?" Lu Zhicheng sneered, "How many times have you been absent from work, are you still eligible for the national award?"

The tone of questioning was not very respectful, and Li Chengming frowned: "Shen Zhan often participates in competitions, and the delayed classes are not considered absenteeism."

"But there are also absences when there is no competition!" Lu Zhicheng retorted with choking his neck.

Li Chengming was silent for a moment and explained: "It should be some unimportant lessons, and I have discussed it with the teacher."

The name Shen Zhan, let alone the electronics institute, is well known throughout Huaqing.

"Why!" Li Chengming clenched his fists.

He was squeezed by Wang Xu and stayed up all day to work on projects. He didn't dare to miss a class during the day.

Why?

Li Chengming was young, and the students used this attitude to talk to him, venturing up.

He sneered: "With him honoring the school, he led the group to win a world-class electronic award that Huaqing University has never won."

The blue veins on Lu Zhicheng's forehead burst out, and his cheeks are more scary.

"What if he wins the prize? He is absent!"

Seeing his expression of excitement, Li Chengming's lips were drawn into a line, and after a moment he said, "It's not my decision, it's the evaluation of the courtyard." After that, he immersed himself in the form.

Lu Zhicheng stood for about ten seconds.

"Is there anything else?" Li Chengming looked up.

Lu Zhicheng squeezed his fists, walked out of the office, and decided to find the dean.

The voice of the counselor came from behind.

"It's useless to find the dean, it has already been announced."

Lu Zhicheng slammed a fist on the iron railing, the joints hit the metal, making a crisp sound, and the whole railing trembled.

He returned to Wang Xu's office.

Liu Xiaodong was sitting in his position drawing a board.

"Lu Zhicheng is here, Xiaodong, you go to adjust the program." Wang Xu looked at him and asked: "Where did you go? You don't agree, do you not put me in your eyes?"

"Ms. Wang." Lu Zhicheng looked at him and said, "As you said, as long as my grade point is high enough, I can definitely help me win the national award."

"I didn't get it?" Wang Xu thought about it, as if it had been given to Shen Zhan in the courtyard. His voice suddenly became milder and comforted Lu Zhicheng: "It doesn't matter if you didn't get it, it's not more than 8,000 yuan."

"You follow me on projects. Eight thousand yuan is less. After graduation, the annual salary will be at least 300,000 yuan." Wang Xu started brainwashing again.

"On this project..." Lu Zhicheng gritted his teeth, "Can you give me some hard work?"

Wang Xu hey, with an expression of hating iron and steel, "You still didn't listen to me. The most important thing for students is to study. They are full of money. How can they concentrate on academics? Don't worry, wait for graduation. I will recommend a good job to you."

He added: "In comparison, the money you want now is small money."

Lu Zhicheng stood still and did not speak.

Liu Xiaodong curled his lips and muttered that Lu Zhicheng was crazy, so he wanted to take money from Wang Xu, and Wang Xu would be grateful for not taking money from them.

But they didn't have any money. The students Wang Xu led were all from the countryside without exception.

"Go draw the circuit board," Wang Xu said.

At this moment, Lu Zhicheng really wanted to blow his head.

But he didn't have the courage.

He bit his lip, put down his last dignity, and begged: "Then Teacher Wang...can or can you lend me some money?"

"What?" Wang Xu looked like he heard something terrible, his eyes widened, and he waved his hand quickly: "No, no. It's not that I don't lend it to you. The school has regulations. There should be no money disputes between teachers and students. of."

As expected, Lu Zhicheng's expression faded.

Wang Xu pretended to be a compassionate teacher and cared about him: "Why do you want money? Are you not working as a student? Hundreds a month."

"My dad is sick." Lu Zhicheng lowered his head, his voice low and weak.

"Sick?" Wang Xu put down his phone, got up and walked over, pressing his shoulders: "Isn't there any dripping? The classmates will help."

Lu Zhicheng took away his hand and said calmly: "I still have to go to the dean."

As soon as the voice fell, he turned and walked out.

"Remember to send the circuit diagram to my mailbox before tomorrow morning." Wang Xu shouted.

Lu Zhicheng sneered and quickened his pace. The feeling of powerlessness swept through his body from the moment he left the counselor's office. After asking Wang Xu for help, he reached the extreme.

It seems that I have no energy to walk.

The reality is so cruel. In order to change his family and life, Han Chuang studied hard for more than ten years.

After finally entering Huaqing University, when I thought my future was bright, I was squeezed by the teacher day and night, and the college was eccentric and unfair.

Very hopeful and desperate.

Lu Zhicheng exhausted his energy and walked to the dean's office, and was told that the dean was on a business trip this afternoon.

He stood at the door of the office, blowing the wind, and didn't know what he was thinking, so he stood quietly.

Until I saw Shen Zhan.

Six forty.

Shen Zhan came out of the laboratory, followed by Lin Qingxuan.

"Go find the little fool?" Lin Qingxuan asked.

Shen Zhan stopped: "You're a **** fool."

"Tsk, stupid, don't let you talk." Lin Qingxuan shook his head.

Shen Zhan had no desire to talk to him, and went straight forward.

"Where are you going? Isn't the west gate?" Lin Qingxuan asked.

Shen Zhan still ignored him.

"I'm going to the second gate of Xi'an too." Lin Qingxuan said: "I went to watch a ghost movie with the dog. I scared him to death today."

Shen Zhan said lightly: "Don't pee."

"Fuck, how could it be possible." Lin Qingxuan patted his chest and proudly said: "Brother Xuan, I have been watching ghost movies since I was young, and I am afraid of ghosts when I am afraid of everything."

Lu Zhicheng walked over from the other side.

Lin Qingxuan greeted him from a distance: "Huh, Lu Zhicheng, go to the laboratory?"

Lu Zhicheng saw it, but didn't respond to him, with a cold face.

Lin Qingxuan curled his lips.

Then he watched him come, directly blocking Shen Zhan's path.

"Shen Zhan, can you give me the National Award?" Lu Zhicheng originally wanted to use the word back.

Lin Qingxuan was taken aback, looking at him with a nervous expression: "What's wrong with you? You are crazy."

In fact, Lu Zhicheng is not pleasing at all, because he looks too shabby, like a skeleton, aside from his appearance, his personality is also annoying.

Everyone in a laboratory tried their best to help him escape Wang Xu's claws, but he didn't appreciate it because of his funny and sad self-esteem.

"Let?" Shen Zhan smiled.

Lu Zhicheng was a little shorter than him, raised his head and said, "You give me the national award."

This time it is the declarative tone.

Shen Zhan, he has always been tolerant to people, but he extremely hates others talking to him in a commanding tone.

This will upset him.

He narrowed his eyebrows, and his voice was always loose and lazy: "Sorry, I didn't let this word in my concise world."

In fact, it was not Lu Zhicheng who said that he had no idea that he had won the national award.

From small to large, with too many prizes, usually at the highest level, Shen Zhan became very casual.

"You are not bad for this money." Lu Zhicheng said.

"I'm not bad for this money." Shen Zhan took out his hand from his pocket and pushed his shoulder away, with a faint expression: "The school is appraised, I am not satisfied with the school."

"I've looked for it, it's useless." Lu Zhicheng stepped aside and blocked his way: "Eight thousand yuan is very important to me, very important."

"I'll apply for bursary if I don't have enough money." Shen Zhan pushed him away again, his voice a little deep.

He didn't push hard, and Lu Zhicheng stood still.

In that posture, it seemed that he would not give up if he could not get the national award.

Shen Zhan is a bit annoying.

It was exactly 6:40 when he left the laboratory. So far, Lu Zhicheng has pestered him for at least five minutes.

According to the distance from the west gate here, calculated at the maximum walking speed, if Lu Zhicheng continues to block his way, being late is an inevitable result.

He doesn't want to be late.

I don't want Lin Jiayin to wait pitifully.

"Last time, get out of the way." Shen Zhan narrowed his eyes and his voice sank.

Self-esteem was crushed to pieces.

Lu Zhicheng's anger was squeezed for a long time.

What the **** national scholarship!

Go **** trash the school rules!

He only wants to do one thing now.

"What the **** are you dragging?" Lu Zhicheng slammed up.

Shen Zhan caught his fist, grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and pushed his knee forward.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Zhicheng lay on the ground.

He struggled to stand up, panting heavily, squeezing his fists in both hands, like an angry thin bamboo pole.

On the other side, Shen Zhan stood lightly.

With his hands still in his trouser pockets, he looked at him with a smile, barely whistling.

"I **** tugged." He smiled.

Lu Zhicheng clenched his fists and rushed forward.

Lin Qingxuan stepped back, leaving a place where Lu Zhicheng could lie down.

The villain in his heart sighed and shook his head again and again: Little brother, you rest in peace.

Lu Zhicheng's weak body shape is too impatient to be beaten.

Before Shen Zhan started, he still had to consider the severity, and he couldn't beat anyone to death.

It's uncomfortable.

Originally, he didn't like violence, and was worried about Lin Jiayin's random thoughts.

Shen Zhan grabbed him by the collar and threw it to the ground. Just after two steps, Lu Zhicheng got up again, pestering him like a frustration, and even hugged his legs.

Shen Zhan frowned, his expression disgusting.

"Do you want to be beaten up for another day? It's really not free today."

Lu Zhicheng spit out blood and said bitterly: "Don't think I'm afraid of you!"

He said and jumped up again.

This time it was not a fist, but spread out his fingers, fighting like a woman.

Fuck.

Shen Zhan never thought that men would come here too.

My right face was scratched by my nails, and I felt the pain of scratching my skin.

"Call me when he sees him dying." Shen Zhan turned his head and said to Lin Qingxuan blankly.

Lin Qingxuan nodded, covering his face with both hands.

I dare not watch the **** scenes that follow.

He received a call from Qi Goubi in the middle.

The other end scolded, fucking, fucking, Lin Qingxuan wanted to fight him, but saw that Lu Zhicheng was going to die.

He said hurriedly, "Shen Zhan is fighting, I am busy saving people", and hung up the phone hurriedly.

Lin Qingxuan just dragged the person to the open space next to him to lie down.

A shout came from a distance, calling Shen Zhan's name with a clear cry.

It is almost dark, here is relatively remote, with few street lights.

They looked vaguely as two people, one high and the other low, running quickly.

Lin Jiayin cried out of breath, panting while crying and shouting.

I saw a man standing in front of the flower bed, tall and slender.

She rushed over at a speed of 100 meters.

Shen Zhan staggered and almost didn't get knocked down by her.

Arms arched a fluffy head, still kept crying, weeping, saying: "Ooo, ooo ...... you, you did not do it ......... Ooo, ooo, I worry about you, woo Woo..."

"I'm fine." Shen Zhan pressed her head with a big palm, softly comforting.

On the other side, Qi Zheng walked to Lin Qingxuan and looked at the people lying on the ground.

It was dark, and the floor was dark.

The man lay straight on the ground, Qi Zhenghui thought he was dead if he hadn't opened his eyes.

"Didn't it mean that Shen Zhan was beaten?" Qi Zheng asked.

Lin Qingxuan smiled: "Who told you that Shen Zhan was beaten? It's impossible for Shen Zhan to be beaten if I was beaten."

Qi Zheng said "Oh", and pointed to the person lying motionless on the ground with his eyes open: "Who?"

Lin Qingxuan said unhappily, "Laboratory."

"What time is it?" he asked.

Qi Zheng said angrily: "It's too late, it's your pot, call me Dad soon."

"Call your mother." Lin Qingxuan glared at him, "The bet is changed tomorrow."

The two began to spray again, completely ignoring the person lying on the ground.

Lin Jiayin cried and cried, thinking of something, and freed Shen Zhan's hand, looking at him with a small face: "Where is it hurt?"

Shen Zhan lazily raised his hands: "See it for yourself."

Lin Jiayin took a close look around him and breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that it was all right.

But she was still worried, and sniffed her nose, her voice still cries that hadn't eased: "You jump and show me."

"..."

Shen Zhan didn't move.

"Hurry up!" As he cried, his nose was blocked, and the anxious mood at the moment sounded like acting like a baby.

Shen Zhan was defeated.

Seriously gave her a jump.

Lin Jiayin wrapped her hands around his waist and buried her face in his chest.

He cried again: "I am so worried about you."

"What are you worried about?" Shen Zhan asked.

With her face buried, her voice was a little dull: "Qi Zheng said you were beaten and Lin Qingxuan is saving you."

"You believe it?" Shen Zhan asked again.

Lin Jiayin nodded in his arms.

Shen Zhan pulled him away from his chest, leaned over slightly, and squinted, "Just don't believe me?"

"What?" Lin Jiayin was dumbfounded.

Shen Zhan curled up his lips and smiled, his chin turned towards the man lying on the ground: "Would you like not to punch me again?"

"Don't don't." Lin Jiayin took his hand: "It's a bad fight."

Suddenly, there was a beating.

"A few of you? What are you doing!"

A strong light swayed twice, and the uncle wearing a fluorescent green security suit came over and followed two security guards not far away.

It's from the school patrol.

"Fuck." Lin Qingxuan whispered, bending over to help Lu Zhicheng.

Lu Zhi was as soft as bones on the ground, without any strength.

"Goug, help!" Lin Qingxuan shouted in a suppressed voice.

Qi Zheng put one hand in his pocket: "Call Dad."

"Fuck you." Lin Qingxuan squatted down and said to Lu Zhicheng, "Do you want to be punished?"

This sentence is like a resurrection pill.

Lu Zhicheng stood up by himself, yet Lin Qingxuan hadn't helped him.

"What are you doing here?" Uncle security shook a strong flashlight on everyone's face.

Shen Zhan reached out and blocked Lin Jiayin's eyes.

Lin Qingxuan moved a step in Lu Zhicheng's direction, and Lu Zhicheng himself lowered his head.

"Nothing, we are in the laboratory. We just came out and are going to eat." Qi Zheng came out to make a round.

Uncle security obviously didn't believe it: "Then why are you standing here all the time?"

Lin Qingxuan said coldly, "Uncle, do you know Shen Zhan?"

"Shen Zhan?" Uncle Security gave me a funny expression: "Shen Zhan who doesn't know, even the old woman who sells insoles at the school gate knows that the exhibition window at the main entrance is not all his awards? And... …"

After talking about a lot, the uncle security said, "No, why are you mentioning Shen Zhan?"

Lin Qingxuan pointed to the side: "He is Shen Zhan!"

"..."

The light hit Shen Zhan's face.

He looked at the security uncle blankly.

"The young man is more handsome than in the picture!" Uncle security turned the light off, "Okay, you can go."

Lin Jiayin pursed the corner of her mouth, Shen Zhan took her hand and squeezed her palm.

Lin Qingxuan also breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at Lu Zhicheng standing at the back left.

However, in the next second, the familiar bright light came.

It hit Lu Zhicheng's face exactly as if it had been premeditated.

"Hey, I caught the fight." The uncle security guard who suddenly turned around smiled.