bookworm

Time passed day by day, and the legendary physics competition finally came. Atobe was too busy to see each other for several days recently, because the national competition of the tennis department happened to be in July.

On this day, in order to prevent Feng Feng from being late again, Atobe knocked on the door of Feng Feng's house early in the morning, fed him hurriedly, and brought him out.

Feng Feng rubbed his eyes and sat in the car, with a piece of bread in his mouth that he hadn't had time to chew into his mouth, and a bottle of milk in his left hand.

Atobe crossed his legs to see his ignorant and stupid face, stretched out his hand to smooth out the messy hair, and taught him a lesson: "Didn't I call you last night to remind you to go to bed early? Why are you so sleepy in the morning?"

Feng Feng didn't know if he understood this sentence, but nodded in a daze, and continued to chew the bread in his mouth.

He didn't forget to stuff the milk in Atobe's hand.

Atobe looked down at the bottle stuffed into his hand, and raised the corner of his mouth: "What does this mean? Huh?"

Feng Feng lowered his head and chewed what was in his mouth: "I'll give you nutrition."

Atobe shook the bottle, "I don't need this kind of thing to replenish, but you—"

He turned his head to look at Feng Feng's small body, and continued, "If you don't drink more, you won't grow taller in your lifetime."

"Drink it up for me, don't leave a drop."

Atobe was very happy to see Feng Feng crying with such a face that he had to swallow milk.

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As expected of a national-level competition, both the competition specifications and the participants are very strict and formal.The venue of their competition is set at the University of Tokyo this year.

At the gate, Feng Feng and Atobu got out of the car one by one.

He raised his head and looked at the majestic gate of the University of Tokyo, and his blood began to boil: it is indeed one of the top institutions of higher learning in Asia!It really is extraordinary!

Atobe looked around calmly, and then pulled Feng Feng in who was still staring at the door in a daze.

Because it was Saturday, there were not many people in the school, except for the students who came to compete.Atobe seemed to know quite a lot of people, and nodded to them from time to time along the way.

Feng Feng followed closely behind, keeping his head down to see his way.

Arriving at their examination room, before they had time to sit down, Atobe saw some old friends.

"Tezuka?"

The person called Tezuka Kunimitsu was sitting upright, and when he saw Atobe coming in, he nodded slightly as a reply, his facial expression was as cold and rigid as ever.

Those who are not familiar with him are likely to be put off by this.

However, Atobe didn't care, and took Feng Feng to sit down after a simple greeting.

The two of them were not seated together, and there were several aisles between them, so after saying a few words, Atobe turned around and returned to his desk.

Feng Fengxian was bored, so he took the pen on the table and began to turn it in his hand. This action was very popular when he was still in China, and many boys could do it. Although Feng Feng was not a follower, he also felt that This action is very handsome, so I followed suit.

"Feng Sang?"

The sudden sound almost knocked down the pen in Feng Feng's hand when he was enjoying himself. He grabbed the tip of the pen that was about to fall with quick eyes and hands, and looked up in astonishment.

It's a boy.

"It's a pleasure to see you again."

He said he was very happy, and he was smiling on the surface, but for some reason, Feng Feng just felt that the person in front of him obviously didn't want to see him very much.

"It was a pity last time. Feng Sang didn't consider our suggestion. It's a pity."

Feng Feng: "..."

"Well, who are you?"

Feng Feng swore that he definitely heard the voice of the boy opposite him gnashing his teeth.

"Feng Sang really forgets things, we just, met, and met more than a month ago!"

"I'm Goto of Qiu Ye."

Feng Fengmo was silent, and then shook his head decisively: "I don't remember."

He also said, who will remember what happened more than a month ago?Even Uncle Atobe, who gets along day and night, took a long time to let him remember, let alone people who don't matter.

Goto was really upset to see this guy. He investigated a lot of information about him, and sorted out a lot of data about the games he participated in. The more he analyzed, the more he felt that this guy was really an eyesore.

Maybe, he might really lose this year.

"Then I wish Feng Sang the best of luck in the exam!" Goto blurted out a few words, then turned and left.

Feng Feng still doesn't know the real intention of the other party to greet him. He obviously doesn't want to see him, so why do he still come?

Atobe naturally saw the conversation here, but he thought that the guy on Qiuye's side couldn't make a fuss, so he just waited and watched.

Sure enough, Feng Feng did not disappoint him. Within a few minutes, Goto left with a green face and angrily.

Atobe stroked his chin proudly. The people trained by my uncle would naturally not be bullied by mere juniors.

After this episode, the invigilators entered the examination room one by one, and then it was time to wait for the examination.

Most of the people in the examination room were not participating in the competition for the first time, and everyone was calm and calm. Feng Feng looked around and secretly reminded himself to be more careful when doing the questions later.

Three bells rang and the game officially started.

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Two hours later

Everyone else handed in the papers one after another, only Feng Feng was still frowning and thinking about something, and kept writing and drawing on the paper with the tip of his pen.

Atobe reconfirmed that there were no problems with all the questions, and he stood up and handed in the paper in satisfaction.By the way, he glanced at Feng Feng, only to see him frowning in thought.

Atobe was a little surprised. It seems that...he hasn't finished writing yet?

Although the topic this time is not easy, compared with previous years, it is not difficult to write, let alone a master like Feng Feng who has experienced many battles and has won many battles.

What was the reason for his delay in writing the answer?

Atobe only had time to glance at it, and the invigilator had already signaled him to leave.

So, he nodded hastily, and walked out the door with doubts.

Feng Feng didn't come out slowly until the exam bell rang.

"Feng Feng, this way!"

As soon as Atobe saw him, he waved to him.

"Why so slow?" Atobe leaned on the tree and asked him.

Feng Feng took a few sips from the water glass in his hand before answering: "Ah, there are a few interesting questions, so I lost my mind."

Distracted?

The Atobe black line is just some common principles and numerical formulas, how interesting can it be?Still distracted?

It is said that the world of nerds cannot be understood by ordinary people.

Atobe shook his head, "Forget it, what are your plans next?"

When asked this question, Feng Feng shook his head blankly. He has been busy with this competition all this time, and now that he can finally let go of the burden, he has no goal.

"How about going to the library to read?" Feng Feng suggested.

Atobe: "..."

I knew I shouldn't ask him.

"Forget it, you'd better go with my uncle."

However, Mr. Atobe did not offer any good advice.

because--

He directly took Feng Xiaodai to the concert!

Feng Feng had only gone to the movies before, and it was the first time he had the experience of sitting quietly in an elegant auditorium like this.The people sitting around looked quite serious, and all of them were wearing formal clothes that were either suits or dresses.

Even Feng Feng couldn't help being a little nervous.

He gently tugged on the sleeve of Lazuobu, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "What is this place for?"

Atobe leaned comfortably on the velvet armchair, holding a glass of red wine that came out of nowhere in his hand, and said comfortably: "The concert."

Feng Feng nodded half understanding.

concert……

It was his first time to participate, but, didn't he hear that the concerts were all noisy and full of people?Why is it so quiet here?

……

Feng Feng didn't know, the noisy one was a concert.

After waiting for an indeterminate amount of time, a host finally took the stage and began to announce the curtain call, and the audience patiently gave moderate applause.

Then, the curtain fell, and a few seconds later, it was drawn again.

There were two more people on stage, a man and a woman, both fat and big-faced, at least in Feng Feng's opinion.

Before Feng Feng could ask anything, the people below started singing.

Man: "&*￥#[email protected]!"

after a long time

Female: "*(&...%￥"

It was a long time again.

Feng Feng opened his eyes and tried his best to listen to the voices of those two people carefully, but he didn't know what they were singing.He looked around guiltily, and found that everyone had an expression of enjoyment on their faces. An old lady sitting on his right used her graceful fingers to tap Feng Feng's armrest rhythmically from time to time.

He turned his head to look at Atobe again. Although Atobe had no expression on his face, judging from his eyes, he should be enjoying it very much.

Feng Feng was confused. Could it be that he was the only one who couldn't understand what was being sung?

He sat aggrieved for a while, thinking that he must be happy when he finally came out with Atobe, so he had to follow the example of others and stare at the audience without blinking.

The man and the woman continued to sing duet, and the decibels were extremely high, especially the high notes of the female voice, which could almost break the roof.

Feng Feng was so hardworking as a fish eye among a group of aristocrats, and then, not long after——he fell asleep resolutely.

What can I do if I can't understand what I can't sleep! ?

The moment he fell on Atobu's shoulder, he was caught by someone.

Atobe looked at the sleeping guy lying in his arms, looked up and looked at the contemptuous gaze from the lady in the next seat, and sighed softly in his heart.

He originally thought that Feng Feng would like this kind of elegant musical.

You should be more careful next time.

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Feng Feng's diary:

XX month XX

The physics competition is finally over, and I can take a break for a while, and I can go to other club activities at night, which is a good thing.

After the exam, Atobe took me to the singing concert, and later I heard him say, what is the name, "Duo", but I fell asleep, a little disappointed.

Atobe is also really strange, what's so good about such a dragging song?And I don’t know what to say, if he likes this kind of thing, where I used to live, the Huangmei opera sung by the aunts of the neighborhood committee is also very good!

Take him to see later.