Summer has mango, winter has you

Lin Yumeng hecked twice mysteriously, and suddenly took out a disc from behind, "Dangdangdangdang, Lin Yuxiao's limited edition vinyl record, suitable for gifting relatives, friends, and Ning Heng!"

Tao Xiangming put on an indifferent .JPG, "I'm sorry, Ning Heng is only interested in studying."

"Isn't it?" Lin Yumeng fully showed the disgusted face of "you don't know, you loser", "Ning Heng is a die-hard fan of Lin Yuxiao, and many people know it. Every time he wears headphones in the dormitory, Nine out of ten times I was listening to Lin Yuxiao's song."

Tao Xiangming looked at the vinyl record and was silent for a while.

No, I can't calm down, I still hate it!

"Walk around, the dubbing club is the dubbing club, why don't I go there?"

When the two went to pick up their bicycles, Yu Rui entered the building with a bunch of small parts for remodeling the dormitory, and turned his head frequently to observe the backs of the two who were leaving in parallel.

As soon as he got back to the dormitory, he couldn't help it.

"Let me tell you, I just saw a beautiful woman downstairs. She came to find Tao Xiangming. Her eyes were big and she seemed to be able to talk. Unfortunately, I only saw one. Hey, why are they so easy to find women in the media?" What about friends..."

thump-

Water splashed around Ning Heng's feet, and the water glass that was originally placed on the table lay alone on the ground.

"Ning Heng?"

"Ah...it's okay."

Chen Mozhi glanced at Yu Rui lightly, "Go tinker with your hardware, girls will never be with you."

Yu Rui: QAQ

Tao Xiangming always felt that Ning Heng was a little cold towards him recently. Even though he would ask him for help—for example, when recording popular science audio, he would agree to it with a good temper, but his eyes always avoided, and his physical distance was kept very serious. He looked defenseless when he went to his house earlier.

Seeing that May 5 was approaching, Tao Xiangming became more and more anxious, holding the vinyl record of Lin Yuxiao all day long and asking, "Do you think Ning Heng really likes him?"

Wang Lei nodded, "Everyone in several schools knows about it."

"Oh……"

Tao Xiangming's expression was very strange, he seemed to be grateful, regretful, and unwilling. The complex changes made Wang Lei confused, and asked, "What exactly do you want to express?"

Tan Yixuan pushed his glasses, "Let me explain to you, his inner thoughts are probably 'Fortunately, I chose the right birthday present', 'But why I don't know what everyone knows' and 'Ning Heng actually fell in love with someone other than me. man'."

Tao Xiangming didn't express his feelings in front of this group of bad friends, so he immediately retorted: "What nonsense are you talking about!" It's the truth!

Tan Yixuan: "Don't worry, even if you really decide to pursue Ning Heng, we won't cause trouble. Right, Zixiao?"

"Hey hey hey..." Lu Zixiao is indeed the recognized gossip in the dormitory, and Tao Xiangming shunned him just by that wretched smile.He gave repeated orders not to harass Ning Heng, but he himself couldn't calm down and arrived at the door of the 301 dormitory.

"Is Ning Heng there?"

"Not here." Cao Xiao leaned back on the chair, looked at Tao Xiangming at the door, "Didn't you always advise him to exercise? He now goes to the playground to run 3 laps every day and kick 200 shuttlecocks."

I mean... let him go to exercise with me!

Tao Xiangming couldn't bear it anymore, he felt that Ning Heng was hiding from him.

And when he rushed to the playground, the person in charge of the Bag Storage Association informed him regretfully: "Ning Heng came to pick up the bag 5 minutes ago, it seems that he was called to the mathematics building."

"Ning Heng, there is a happy event, I have to tell you."

At this moment, in the Academic Affairs Office, a female teacher in charge of undergraduate academic affairs happily poured Ning Heng a cup of tea.

"MIT is planning to launch an exchange program with us. Tuition and accommodation fees are free, and subsidies are also provided. There are a total of 10 places. But the other party requires that you must participate in the first phase."

In fact, as early as when Ning Heng got full marks in IMO and SAT, many universities in country M had invited him, but neither his family nor Ning Heng thought he could go abroad to study alone.Since going to college for more than half a year, although Ning Heng is still not very good at taking care of himself, he has somewhat built up some self-confidence.

"Ok."

The academic affairs teacher expected that he would not refuse, so he earnestly asked a few words and gave him the materials, "The project will start in the next school year, and you can fill in all the materials and hand them in before the end of the semester."

Ning Heng nodded, and pushed the door out with a stack of materials.

"Yo, rest assured."

The young man's muscular arm suddenly pressed against the wall beside his ear. When the wind passed by his ear, Ning Heng didn't even blink his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"I heard that it is because of you that we have the opportunity to apply for the MIT exchange program?"

"I don't know." Ning Heng didn't struggle, and let his wall envelop him like a shadow, "You might as well post a few more papers if you have time."

"Heh, you mean to write papers about subrings of invariants like you did and publish them on the domestic core, such outdated issues in the [-]th century, if you write them out, it's just to deceive academic achievements. It's really boring."

The youthful and frivolous tone finally made Ning Heng uncomfortable. He liked anything that allowed him to think wholeheartedly, and he didn't agree that there was a distinction between "boring" and "not boring" in the field of research.

"Zhao Yuan, get out of the way."

"I don't want to."

Zhao Yuan was about to lower his head to carefully observe Ning Heng's angry expression, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of something approaching him like an afterimage out of the corner of his eye, he turned his head to avoid it, his knee suddenly hurt, and his body tilted uncontrollably and fell to the ground.

The other party seemed to be still angry, stretched out his foot and kicked him lightly and hard, "Let you be wall-dang! Let you mess around! Let you force him, scum!"

The more Tao Xiangming thought about it, the more he felt terrible, wishing he could kill this man on the spot.

"Tao Xiangming, Tao Xiangming, wait a minute!" Ning Heng became anxious, and he didn't care about keeping a distance. He hugged Tao Xiangming's waist and pulled him away, "It's okay, don't get too excited."

"What are you doing!" Hearing the noise, the academic affairs teacher covered his mouth in horror as soon as he came out, "You, which department are you a student from? I haven't seen you before!"

Tao Xiangming immediately retracted his feet, grabbed Ning Heng's hand around his waist, and straightened his collar, "I live on the first floor with Ning Heng. I just came here to pick him up and found that your classmate was trying to threaten him. For personal safety, I will help Ning Heng to defend himself properly."

Zhao Yuan stood up, wiped his kicked arms and body covered in dust, and asked viciously, "You call this self-defense?"

Tao Xiangming recalled the content of the dispute that he had just heard from afar, and said confidently: "Student Zhao Yuan, right? Teacher, look at his arms and legs, and look at Ning Heng's. Isn't it clear at a glance who is bullying whom?"

Ning Heng listened silently, and secretly pinched his arm.

"Ah!" The academic affairs teacher suddenly yelled, coughed twice as if remembering something, and pretended to be calm: "Student Zhao Yuan, come in with me."

The author has something to say: #宁恒的学习路#

Back in the dormitory that day, Ning Heng immediately searched for the keyword "bidong":

"Bi-dong" refers to the action in which a man pushes a woman to the wall and makes a "dong" sound with one hand or leaning against the wall, so that she has nowhere to escape. , girls will inevitably be shy, which will greatly increase the chances of a successful confession..."

Ning Heng: Σ(°△°|||)︴What!Tao Xiangming thought... Zhao Yuan was going to confess to me?