Double King Concerto Op. 192

A week before the start of school, Moss returned to school early.

Dragging the suitcase into the entrance, looking at the curtains or newspapers used to cover the dormitory before, I suddenly felt a little deserted.

After cleaning the bedroom inside and out, Moss took a photo and sent it to the children, leaving a message: I'm back.

Yu Zhen was waiting for dinner at that time, and was going to listen to Dio's band's concert three hours later, and during this time, Teacher Bernard asked him to practice the piano.So I puffed my cheeks and poked my finger on the screen: Do you feel like you miss your loved ones every time school starts?

Soon, little student Yu Zhen received a reply letter from Work Eighteen: Well, I miss you.

Then a face instantly turned into a red apple, the kind that was so ripe that it was almost steaming.

In order not to let Work [-] be alone for too long, and to avoid going back and forth, Yu Zhen made a decision after lunch: fly directly from France to M City the day before school starts, and then take a taxi to the school by himself with luggage.

Yu Zhen didn't go back to City Z, causing him not only to take his own clothes, but also to take care of two people.

Mother Qiu looked at the bag of twisted doughnuts in her left hand - baked by herself for her godson, and at the box of rice cakes in her right hand - fried by herself for her godson, and finally took a look at the bag wrapped in various dried meat. With a suitcase full of snacks, I thought about it and felt that I couldn't let go of any of them, so I made an important instruction: "Why don't you drag another suitcase, there is a slightly smaller one at home, but it can hold a lot of things , I’ll make some fried sauce for you to use for noodles later. Oh yes, Xiaozhen likes to eat cakes. I didn’t bake them because I was worried about being squeezed by your things. Now that there’s room, I’ll make more several."

Qiu Weiran wanted to cry but had no tears: "..."

——Hey, Yaoyaoling, my mother thinks that my clothes are taking up the place where her godson puts snacks?

As soon as he arrived at school, Yu Xiaozhen pulled his suitcase and couldn't wait to go back to the dormitory.

——Of course it was the hardcover sea view room with Xiao Qiuzi. I heard from the godmother that Xiao Qiuzi brought a lot of delicious food this time.

Qiu Weiran didn't know whether to laugh or cry: The foodies in the world can't understand it.

Yu Chun never ate alone, so he generously invited his acquaintances to share the skills of godmothers.In addition to the four-person team, there were also young geniuses from the neighborhood, and even Liang Hua was enthusiastically summoned.

Moss was taken aback when he saw the child.

Wen Lulu, who was behind Moss, was relatively more straightforward: "Yu Xiaozhen, have you grown up this holiday?"

Qiu Weiran handed Wen Lulu the dried fruit made by his mother, not surprised: "Normally, every time he goes to France, he will jump up."

The little friend from the left neighbor who is close to the water tower first gets the moon with some envy: "Water and soil are really wonderful things."

Liang Hua, who arrived one step ahead of the two ministers, poured water for herself with the jerky in her mouth, and nodded.

The friend from the right house who arrived at the battlefield at the same time as the friend from the left neighbor stretched out his paws to get the sun cake: "I'm from L city, and I've grown five centimeters in half a year since I came here."

The friend from the left neighbor was thoughtful: "So I should actually go for a run further away?"

The friend from Youshe shared half of the sun cakes with him: "This is not necessarily the case, but you can try to travel to a farther place."

Yu Chun took a small fork and concentrated on dealing with the fried rice cakes in the box, his mouth was full.His eyes lit up when he heard "Tourist", and he looked up at Moss.

"Thin." Moss sat next to the child, forked a piece of fried rice cake and threw it into his mouth.

Wen Lulu gave the hand that put the dried fruit into her mouth: "..." Losing weight is painful to breathe!

Qiu Weiran had been prepared for a long time, and quickly said: "These fruits are useless if they are dried with a little oil, and they won't make you fat."

Wen Lulu, who had seen through her thoughts, was slightly startled, and then smiled indifferently: "It's okay, it's okay to eat something like snacks once in a while."

Liang Hua finally swallowed the chewy jerky, and asked a question that has puzzled countless men: "Actually, I have never figured out, for a girl, how thin can be considered fat?"

So in response to this eternal problem, the neighbors and friends began to think hard and think about it.

Wen Lulu, the only biological woman at the scene: "..."

——Sorry, actually, I don’t make either.

"Health is the most important thing, and everything else is empty." Little classmate Yu Zhen hit the nail on the head with a blockbuster, and he was very appreciative.However, the topic changed quickly, and the painting style changed suddenly: "But the muscles are really comfortable to the touch."

Moss: ...

Qiu Weiran: ...

Wen Lulu: ...

Left neighbor friend: ...

Friends from the right house: ...

The new semester comes leisurely and leisurely in the sunny day.

Because Moss helped choose the courses, Yu Zhen's class schedule for this semester is almost full. Even though some theory courses can be self-study, there are still slightly more courses to attend than last semester, from Monday to Sunday Six had to go to class and sit in the classroom every day, staying under the noses of various teachers for two to four hours.

The time suddenly became fragmented, not to mention traveling, but if you want to spend a whole day in the studio or library, it depends on whether the seniors and sisters are willing to reserve a place for yourself on Sunday.

Fortunately, there are a lot of materials in Work [-], and the geographical advantages of the two dormitories are also very convenient for writing and drawing by yourself. The so-called contentment and happiness, Yu Zhen didn't worry too much about this issue, and redistributed his time. The new plan is also relaxed.

In April, Moss's work was shortlisted for the final selection of "Building Dream Space", and he was required to bring an architectural model for defense.

Since it was a competition organized by a joint enterprise of several universities in M ​​City, the venue of the competition was determined by lottery drawn by the sponsors, and finally J University located in the university city in the southwest of M City was selected.

Xiao Yu Zhen, who was informed of the situation, had only one thought in his head: it's so far away.

——It takes nearly three hours to take the subway!

As a famous school in the world, University A, together with its good friend and neighbor X University, contributed 6 finalists for the individual competition and 3 teams for the group competition to this competition, a total of 20 people and 9 teams work.So the leaders of both sides clapped happily, and finalized a major event of win-win cooperation - renting a car to pick up the students for the competition.

But this also means that all the participating students and leading teachers of University A and University X will get up early the next day, which is not usually early.

Little classmate Yu Zhen lit a candle in her heart for the work Eighteen: A day without waking up naturally is incomplete!

On the night before the competition, Yu Zhen mysteriously handed a small slip of paper to Work Eighteen, and the old god said, "Here, this is the legendary trick in my pocket, the secret that I have been pondering for two hours. Watch it before going on stage."

Moss was a little surprised: What kind of moth are you trying to fix, kid?

——However, I still took it and put it carefully into the interlayer of the mobile phone case.

Yu Zhen was very satisfied, and sang "twinkletwinklelittlestar, how I wonder what you are~" and wandered into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.

Moss smiled, double-checked what he was going to bring tomorrow, and then took out the clothes he was going to wear tomorrow and hung them up.

The next day, when Moss woke up, the child was still asking Zhou Gong about the sand table, his little face was flushed because of the sufficient heating, and he was sound asleep.

Moss smiled, got up lightly to wash, then dressed and went out.

I saw a lot of familiar seniors in the car. As the only sophomore, Moss was very humble, with an iceberg face, listening to the seniors complaining and not waking up, and the seniors chatting about makeup.

But what he doesn't know is that at this moment, the seniors in the junior year are silently expressing in their hearts that Minister Bingshan's lethality is a bit too strong, while the senior students in the senior year are screaming in their hearts, Junior Gao Leng, I want to give birth to monkeys for you.

It didn't take long for the people from X to arrive, one by one.

Moss was taken aback when he saw Jiang Xinfeng, and soon Jiang Xinfeng also saw him, and immediately went to greet him with a smile.

"morning."

"morning."

Although the other party with an iceberg face exudes an aura that strangers should not enter, this does not prevent the familiar Jiang Xinfeng from taking the initiative to go over to reminisce: "Yu Zhen won't go?"

"He is sleeping."

Thinking of someone on the plane years ago falling asleep quickly and dreaming, Jiang Xinfeng nodded clearly: "Understood."

Everyone is here and the car starts.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention that I am a reporter sent by the two schools. When I win the prize, remember to ask me to take more photos." Jiang Xinfeng smiled, "We have a lot of fans of your brain at X University, and they all said that we would give it to you." You gave birth to a monkey."

Moss: ...

The journey was smooth and smooth, and it was already past eight o'clock when we arrived at the destination J University, and there was less than four or ten minutes of preparation time.

The architectural model was carefully taken off the vehicle and handed over to the competition organizing committee, and then it was free for individuals to relax.

Moss wanted to send Yu Zhen a text message to say that he had arrived, but when he saw the phone case, he suddenly thought of the note inside, thought about it, and carefully pulled it out to open it.

I saw a few flamboyant characters simply lying on the note——

"Veni Vidi Vici"

I come, I see, I conquer.

—The most concise and powerful victory report in military history from the hand of Gaius Julius Caesar.

Can't help but raise the corners of her lips, how can such a child love him more.

At the same time, Yu Zhen started a small talk with Professor Zou.

——Work Eighteen has already obtained the qualification from Professor Wang, so I have to work hard to keep up.

Zou Huaijin was very satisfied with the enthusiasm of the young apprentice, so after explaining the basic content, he specially gave specific guidance on the manuscript and CAD demonstration in person, which was so beautiful that little student Yu Zhen didn't want it.

"Teacher, how should we find the angle here?"

"Oh, you can do this, then click this, then this, and adjust slowly until you get the effect you want. Come on, try it yourself."

"Ok!"

Seeing the young apprentice enthusiastically researching how to achieve the perfect presentation in his mind, Mr. Zou was very pleased, but when he thought about the ongoing competition in the other side, he suddenly felt a pain in his throat.

Some things will not be tolerated just because the person who experienced them is a child, so you must be reminded, at least make some preparations.

— But how to open this mouth?

It was not until the end of the afternoon instruction that Zou Huaijin had no choice but to call the little apprentice to his eyes.

"Xiao Zhen, come on, let me tell you something."

The author has something to say:

#精紧read time:#

#Whether it's Moss or Yu Chun, they are both young masters at abusing dogs. #

#Single Wang can feel a little bit~#

#And here I really want to know how thin it is for a girl to be considered fat OTL#

#Finally, a statement: The competition is made up, any similarity is purely coincidental. #