Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

In the afternoon afternoon, the sun was slightly sloping, and the cool autumn wind blew through the mountains.

The activity in the afternoon is still climbing, but unlike the morning, the team climbing this time is divided into six groups, each group is like five or six people.

Wang Peng naturally followed the landing boat without stopping. Luo Wenxuan had just returned to Jinling for less than half a year. .

I was followed by my apprentice Han Mengqi, Assistant Lin, and two young ladies from the School of Foreign Languages. A woman with beautiful long black hair, majoring in Spanish. She became a counselor last year. She has a more active personality, and is considered to be familiar. Although she is a foreign language college student here, she has no health Points feeling.

"Speaking, is Professor Lu's first visit to Zijin Mountain?"

Lu Zhou thought for a while, and simply answered, "That's not true."

After all, even if his villa is at the foot of the Purple Mountain, taking a walk out of the mountain can be regarded as going up the mountain.

"We locals rarely come."

"Are you local to Jinling?"

"Uh-huh, how about you?"

"I'm from Gangneung."

The female counselor at Jain School of Foreign Languages ​​smiled happily and said, "Jiang Ling, it's only one word away. Hee hee, it seems we are quite destined."

Lu Luzhou: "...?"

Does this count as fate?

个人 Someone was talking along the way, and it was not boring. Stopping along the way, for about an hour, when passing by a scenic maple forest, the group decided to stop and rest.

Before Lu Zhou had time to find a stone stool to sit down, the female instructor of the foreign language college took his arm excitedly, cut the phone to the camera and handed it to Wang Peng. Wang Peng gave Lu Zhou a questioning look, and saw that he returned a helpless expression, so he smiled and shook his head, stepped back and crouched down to take a picture.

Sitting on a bench not far away, Han Mengqi dangled his two calves, and from time to time he looked away at the two people standing next to the maple forest and took photos with a little envy.

In fact, she also wanted to stand there and take a photo.

But somehow, every time such thoughts come up, an emotion that can't speak will burst into my heart, blocking all the words in my throat.

"Do you like Professor Lu?"

He was startled by the sudden voice. Han Mengqi almost didn't jump off the stone stool, looked back and found that it was Assistant Lin, and gave her a stunned glance.

没 "No, no! What are you talking about?"

Zhe Lin Yuxiang pouted with a smirk, but blinked innocently.

"I didn't say anything, I just saw you looking at him along the way and asked if I was curious."

Staring at Lin Yuxiang, Han Mengqi pursed her lips for a long time and didn't speak.

It took a while before she snorted softly.

"Just say me ... what about yourself?"

"Me?" Lin Yuxiang smiled and said, "Professor Lu is not my dish, I really don't like him."

The flirty tone makes it hard to tell whether it is frank or false.

After all, she always looks like this.

I stared at her for a long time and didn't see the truth, Han Mengqi pretended to sing through it and said stubbornly.

"... hum, liar."

There was a hint of ambiguity in the corner of Lin Yuxiang's mouth: "Do I need to lie to you? Um ... although I don't mind what happened to him."

As soon as I heard what happened, Han Mengqi's face turned red, like a frightened rabbit, and the momentum of the whole person changed.

"Isn't this weird! Obviously you don't like it, why should you send ... what happened?"

Looking at her bangs, Lin Yuxiang suddenly felt that this younger girl with more love was very fun, so she couldn't help but tease her.

"What's weird about it is that he looks handsome and rich, has no bad habits, and has a very attractive temperament. Don't mention me, many people actually have similar ideas, such as ... look at that The young lady who took the photo with Professor La Landing had her carnivorous light in her eyes. And, ah, she didn't just hold the idea of ​​playing. "

"Well……"

A pair of bright eyes stared at Lin Yuxiang, Han Mengqi pursed her lips and did not speak.

I looked at that clear pupil, I wonder why Lin Yuxiang's heart inexplicably gave birth to a deep aversion in the bottom of my heart.

However, this resentment just passed away. She looked at the little girl with a funny look and continued, "In my opinion, you are rather weird. You have another idea in your heart, but you dare not admit it. "

I said, she turned around without waiting for Han Mengqi to answer, but just took two steps and stopped.

不过 "Well ... if you want to be more candid, I can help you."

I dropped this sentence and she walked away towards the roadside toilet.

Looking at the back of Lin Yuxiang turning away, Han Mengqi muttered quietly.

"Why should I believe you ..."

"No, I don't like him!"

He stomped his feet in an atmosphere, and did not know if he was angry with others or Han Mengqi turned and left.

Uh ...

In the evening, the evening is slightly inclined.

Twenty-six teams arrived at their destination one after another and gathered on an unnamed peak in the Purple Mountain.

I said it was a mountain peak. In fact, Lu Zhou felt that he could go a little further up, but there was no smooth stone road to go up. There were only a few daring and active male teachers, who took a few female teachers to explore the mountains. Most of them stayed at the meeting point and set up a carbon stove on the concrete vacant lot.

By the way, this area is a picnic spot in itself, so open flames can be used, but you must take away household garbage and pay attention to safety.

Xu came over with a plastic bucket and looked at the land boat sitting there, Wang Peng smiled and said.

怎么 "Why don't you pick two fish to grill?"

"You help me grill it, I like it better than grilled fish."

"Okay, you just wait to eat," and threw a few processed catfish into plastic buckets. Wang Peng clapped his hands and stood up. "I'll go and get a few more."

Wu Tianbian appeared dark and dim, and the fire waves in the distance resembled the sycamore and ginkgo biloba, which could not distinguish between the sky and the ground.

The flame of the carbon furnace burns slowly, and it is printed in the world formed by autumn leaves, and it feels very glanced at a glance. Several young ladies and sisters from the Foreign Language Academy excitedly took out their mobile phones and left a group photo next to the beautiful scenery.

As for Lu Zhou, not very interested in taking pictures, he found a comfortable position, sat down against the Indus tree, took out his cell phone, and quietly brushed up the unread papers.

The time flowed quietly, and soon the fragrance of grilled fish and barbecue filled the open space.

He held a few catfish strung on the sign in his hand and looked at the rising smoke. Wang Peng smiled and said, "Barbecue is my only good cooking method."

I didn't go to the truth of his speech, Lu Zhou asked casually: "Apart from barbecue?"

"Hot Pot."

Lu Luzhou: "... Is this also considered cooking?"

Wang Peng grinned and said, "Those who can cook food are counted!"

The barbecue meeting was held until around 7 or 8 pm.

After packing up the garbage on the ground, the group went to the school bus and returned to the hotel halfway up the mountain.

Lu Yuan originally planned to return to the room to rest, but on the recommendation of Don, went to the hotel's hot spring for a while.

I have to admit that this hot spring is so comfortable that Lu Zhou doesn't want to worry about whether it is artificial or natural.

I wiped off the water, put on my clean clothes, and walked to the vending machine. Lu Zhou, who bought a can of coffee, was preparing to return to the room. However, Han Mengqi, who saw her wet hair, was sitting on a chair next to the guardrail. daze.

I glanced at the vending machine, and Lu Zhou thought for a while, then bought a can of hot milk, then approached her, and sat down in a nearby chair.

"Hair blows before you dry your hair, be careful of a cold," put the jar of hot milk on the glass table, and Lu Zhou opened the pull ring of the coffee pot and took a sip.

梦 Han Mengqi glanced at Lu Zhou with a dodgy look, and nodded slightly.

"Well, I'll go back later."

Lu Zhou nodded and said nothing.

Looking at the night view outside the window, he sat in a chair and rested for about two minutes, then stood up on the armrest, ready to leave here.

However, before he took two steps, Han Mengqi suddenly stopped him again.

"Wait a minute."

Lu Zhou looked back and asked.

"What's matter?"

Xiao Miao stepped on the edge of the rattan chair, Han Mengqi with her arms around her knees shrunk back to the back, whispered.

"Can you sit with me for a while?"

Lu Zhou thought for a while and nodded.

"Yes."

I returned to the chair and sat down, and the two did not speak again.

Lu Zhou, while drinking coffee, looked at Han Mengqi strangely.

I always felt like she had something to say but couldn't say it.

Alas, he didn't take it too seriously, let alone ask.

Everyone has their own troubles and secrets, it is impolite to inquire about it without permission.

It took about ten minutes.

The arm holding her knees was slightly tight, Han Mengqi raised her eyes and glanced quickly at Lu Zhou, and whispered an unexpected question.

"What do you think of my sister?"

"... Chen Yushan?"

The line of sight passed through the night ~ www.readwn.com ~ Looking out at the lights of the city in the distance, feeling the breezy evening wind to fiddle with bangs, Lu Zhou seriously thought about this question for a while, and answered truthfully, "One gets along very well Easy friend. "

There are two types of friends.

One is a friend with a common language, such as Brother Luo.

The other is the one that doesn't have a common language, but can accidentally talk.

For himself, the sister is probably the latter, and it is one of the few.

As for other feelings ...

He thought about it for a while, but it didn't seem to have happened.

The expression on Han Mengqi's face was not sure if it was disappointment or something, she lowered her head and muttered softly.

"Is that so?"

Lu Zhou gave her a strange look: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Do not……"

Buried her chin between her knees, Han Mengqi lowered her forehead slightly.

Because of the light and angle, Lu Zhou couldn't see the expression on her face, but only heard a soft whisper from the corner of the skirt that was swaying slightly.

"……It's nothing."

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