Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

Li Rong stared at the exquisite and beautiful gold pagoda pattern for a minute, he did not continue to dig through the drawers of Showa, but turned around and returned to the sofa, leaning lazily, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

He knew that he would not find anything when he opened the drawer, because Zhang Zhaohe had prepared it long ago.

It is false to pour water, it is false to forget to close the drawer, and it is true to let him see this pattern.

Zhang Zhaohe didn't use too complicated methods, he deliberately let Li Rong see, and even the sound of footsteps walking far away was much louder.

Li Rongneng guessed that he did it on purpose, after all, it is too coincidental to be a coincidence.

And Zhang Zhaohe also knew that Li Rong could guess, if Li Rong was really an unresponsive trash, he wouldn't look for Li Rong.

Not long after Li Rong closed his eyes, Zhang Zhaohe came back holding a glass of water.

In the black thermos cup, there was a lot of hot air. The hot air rose, diffused, and merged into the not-so-cool air.

Zhang Zhaohe sat in Chaoyang's office, wearing a long-sleeved tunic suit, without even turning on the air conditioner.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Zhang Zhaohe still spoke politely. No teacher would speak to students like this.

Li Rong opened his eyes, with a smile on his lips.

The age gap between him and Zhang Zhaohe is really too big, and this huge age gap often brings generation gaps and misunderstandings that cannot be bridged.

But Zhang Zhaohe was able to attach so much importance to him.

"What do you want to say to me?" Li Rong asked quietly.

When Zhang Zhaohe sat down, he glanced at the drawer that was not closed tightly. There was no trace of pulling the drawer at all, so Zhang Zhaohe looked away.

"Your father and I are old acquaintances. I can't just treat you as an ordinary student. You should have heard of my reputation. The class is not very good. I really can't bear to delay you. If you have ideas, I can... ..."

Zhang Zhaohe spoke very slowly, but he enunciated clearly and steadily, so that no one could hear him unclearly.

But at the same time, his voice doesn't fluctuate too much. If he lectures in such a tone, the students can probably fall asleep.

"Can I go to class one?" Li Rong interrupted him.

Zhang Zhaohe didn't deny it, and said frankly: "If you want, you have just been divided into classes now, and many people haven't noticed your name, otherwise it will be difficult to operate."

Li Rong's eyelids drooped slightly, his eyes fell on the cleaned floor, and he wrote lightly: "Is it appropriate for you to tell me that this kind of relationship is going through the back door?"

Zhang Zhaohe asked back: "If I didn't say it, wouldn't it be gone?"

Li Rong paused, and said meaningfully: "I didn't expect you to be such a straightforward person."

Zhang Zhaohe said earnestly: "Don't make fun of your own future. If you are determined to enter your parents' industry, then do it well. Our industry has a high threshold, so you have to learn it to the end. If you don't like it that much, you might as well change it to make money. Much professional."

Li Rong spread out his palms and looked at the fine lines on his palms: "I'm really not interested in biochemistry, but someone told me that I must choose this major."

Zhang Zhaohe: "Who?"

Li Rong raised his eyes and looked at him with an innocent expression: "Xu Wei, it should be called this name."

Zhang Zhaohe was silent for a while, his smile deepened, and the lines at the corners of his eyes became deeper: "There was a lot of rumors and rumors before."

Li Rong nodded approvingly, his face was full of guilt: "Yes, it's all because I was careless and caused him trouble."

Zhang Zhaohe didn't continue the topic: "Then do you want to change shift?"

Li Rong wondered: "You have a good relationship with my father, you should take care of me all the time, why should I change shifts?"

Zhang Zhaohe: "Son, I can take care of you for a while, but I can't take care of you for a lifetime. I'm getting old, and I'll retire after taking care of you this year. You have to walk the road ahead by yourself."

Li Rong frowned, as if he was still hesitating.

Zhang Zhaohe sighed: "Well, if I have time, I'll take you around the lab. You can feel the professional atmosphere before making a decision. If it's really not possible, you can apply for an exchange abroad in your sophomore year."

Li Rong finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, thank you."

Zhang Zhaohe nodded: "Then you go back first."

Li Rong stood up and walked straight to the door without giving Zhang Zhaohe a sense of the crooked sofa cushion.

Zhang Zhaohe kept watching his back, and when he disappeared at the door, he couldn't help touching the pen hanging on his chest.

As soon as Li Rong left the Lihua Building, he called Cen Xiao.

"Where?"

Cen Wei: "Are we done talking?"

Li Rong took the phone away and glanced at the time. He and Zhang Zhaohe talked for less than half an hour.

Li Rong: "We're done talking, I have something to tell you, I'll go find you."

Cen Wei: "I'm near the Lihua Building, come here right away, you can wait for me at the gate."

Li Rong raised his eyebrows lightly: "Okay."

Almost forgot, Cen Wei is as familiar with the campus of University A as he is.

Less than 5 minutes later, Cen Xiao rushed over with a bag of food in his hand.

Li Rong glanced into the bag, and found that it was just a box of wrapped tofu.

There are quite a few snack shoppers in the residential area of ​​the family members of faculty and staff at University A. Most of these old people who set up stalls are the parents of professors who can’t be idle.

Besides, they are all from their hometowns, and some of them are really authentic in their craftsmanship.

Many students like to go there to buy food. Among them, the stuffed tofu is the most popular. Some students have calculated that the annual income of the parents is several times higher than that of the professor himself.

Li Rong unceremoniously put his hand into the bag, forked a piece, and put it into his mouth.

He hasn't had breakfast yet, and he's really hungry now.

"Zhang Zhaohe, what do you think?" Cen Wei lifted the box up for Li Rong to eat.

Li Rong blinked and frowned: "It's weird, he specially showed me a golden pyramid-shaped logo, which I've never seen on a stack of documents."

Cen Ling muttered softly, "A golden conical tower?"

Li Rong: "You know?"

Cen Wei shook his head slowly: "No, but usually when an organization is formed, a special pattern is designed. The meaning of the pattern and the concept of the organization also complement each other. For example, the Lanshu United Chamber of Commerce and the Hongsuo Research Institute have their own logos. The eight districts under the hub also have different logos, what can you think of when you look at the tower?"

Li Rong smiled lightly: "Pray to gods and worship Buddha? I can't think of anything."

Cen Wei: "Don't worry, since he is willing to show you, sooner or later, he will let you know."

Li Rong slowly chewed the soft, glutinous and fragrant tofu in his mouth, looked at a poplar tree in the distance, thoughtfully: "Also, I mentioned Xu Wei's name to him, and I put a hat on Xu Wei by the way. , but he doesn't seem to believe it, either he has a good relationship with Xu Wei, Xu Wei has revealed the inside story to him, or..."

Cen Wei: "Xu Wei is very important, he must know a lot of inside information, but now we can't go to him easily. The reason why he stays overseas is to avoid disputes and protect his own safety. He has a conscience, but is extremely afraid. Now we ask him anything and he won't say anything, and he will help whoever wins."

Li Rong agreed with Cen Xiao's statement, which was also the reason why they stood still.

He hesitated for a moment, and said with some hesitation: "One more thing, Zhang Zhaohe persuaded me to go to a better class and to take this major seriously. When he said these words, I could feel that he sincerely hoped that I good."

Cen Wei was slightly surprised: "Really? But I... have never paid attention to this person, he is too inconspicuous."

Li Rong knew that when Cen Wei said he didn't pay attention, he meant after he was poisoned and died.

Compared with Du Mingli, the leader of the ghost eye group, the tail car lecturer of the Department of Biochemistry of University A is indeed too inconspicuous.

Li Rong sighed softly: "Take your time, school has just started."

As he spoke, he forked another piece of tofu and fed it to Cen Xiao's mouth.

Cen Ling lowered his eyes, took the tofu into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Don't give it to me, you can eat it."

Hearing these words, Li Rong couldn't help but couldn't help laughing: "We are really like...ordinary couples now."

With Cen Wei's wealth, it's not worth mentioning to wrap all the wrapped tofu. He bought a copy because he really only wanted to give it to Li Rong.

But this kind of blurted words of giving up the delicious food to the other party gave Li Rong the illusion of sharing weal and woe.

It seems that they are just college students with little money in their pockets, and they are only willing to buy one snack to satisfy their cravings, and they are willing to give this one to the other party.

This feeling was also quite wonderful, so when Li Rongxing arrived, he leaned over and kissed Cen Xiao on the lips.

His eyelids trembled slightly, and the ends of his hair swayed in the warm wind. Under the bright sunlight, his slightly curved eyebrows seemed to be warm.

"Today is a salt and pepper kiss."