I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today

311 The other three people were discussing the one-touch test, but when they heard this, they fell silent and dared not speak out.

At this time, comforting is afraid of irritating him, and ignoring is afraid that he will feel left out. It is really a dilemma.

But fortunately, they soon found that Zhuang Wenyao was on the phone and couldn't take care of them, so they continued to talk about the topic as if nothing had happened, but they made nervous and anxious eye contact with each other, worrying in their hearts.

Zhuang Wenyao seldom shed tears, so once he did cry, it must be very important and difficult to stop.

He himself felt embarrassed: a bad test is a bad test, and it's not like he hasn't experienced it before. What's there to cry about?

He didn't lose his composure all day, but he completely broke his defense the moment he heard Lu Zhiheng's voice.

Thinking about the hard work of the first month of the third year of high school, the unattainable goals and the current grades, the tears were like broken beads and couldn't be held back. My breathing was convulsed and my shoulders trembled. I was very lonely and helpless.

But he was never alone.

Because he was too immersed in grief and grievances, and cried too much, Zhuang Wenyao's five senses seemed to be veiled and became a little duller than usual.

When his breathing gradually slowed down, he heard a burst of singing from the earphones. His voice was clean and clear, and his pronunciation was standard and soft. Every sentence is in tune.

"Almost Theaven, West Virginia"

"Blue Ridge Mountain, Shenandoah River"

"Life is old there, Older than the trees"

"Younger than the mountains, Growing like a breeze"

"Country roads, take me home"

"To the place I belong"

"West Virginia, Mountain Mama"

"Take me home, Country roads"

"..."

Lu Zhiheng's voice seemed to be turned on in a single loop mode, singing and singing non-stop, slow, long, and endless.

Zhuang Wenyao was so surprised that he stopped crying, only his breathing muscles spasmed and gasped.

He didn't care that his voice was still hoarse after crying just now, and his voice was sobbing like Zhao Si possessed: "You, you sing...no, don't get out of tune? Grandpa, grandpa's youth...it's over..."

Hearing that he was finally able to speak, Lu Zhiheng also stopped the single cycle, and said with a smile: "Of course, I have practiced hard for a long time."

Zhuang Wenyao sniffed and said intermittently: "Are you so free in college? You still have time to practice singing..."

"It's not idle." Lu Zhiheng restrained his smile, "It's because of homesickness."

"Ah..." Zhuang Wenyao was stunned, and instantly pushed his troubles aside, and wiped away his tears, "Why do you miss home? Isn't Aunt Gu also in the capital? Are you unhappy in college? Someone bullied you? "

"No." Lu Zhiheng chuckled helplessly, and explained lightly, "University is very good, and no one bullies me. And I can go home every weekend and be with my mother. Everything is fine, but without you, I Happiness is reduced by half."

"Ah..." Zhuang Wenyao didn't know what to say.

Why is he not!

High school life without Lu Zhiheng is really boring.

If it weren't for a goal in his heart to support him, Zhuang Wenyao would have been tired of this kind of unchanging, boring and difficult study life.

But what can be done, they just can't meet each other!

"A Yao, your youth is not over." Lu Zhiheng said, "You are in the best years of your life, with inexhaustible energy and unlimited possibilities. The future is all in your hands. In the near future, when you Realize what you want, and recall the third year of high school, although there may not be any interesting activities and happy things, but you will definitely thank yourself now, grit your teeth and persevere."

Zhuang Wenyao had heard similar words countless times from his elders, but when he said it from Lu Zhiheng's mouth, there was a kind of reassuring power.

When he said this, Zhuang Wenyao also gradually calmed down: "Can I realize what I want and thank my former self like you?"

"It's up to you to decide." Lu Zhiheng said, "But I will always support you."

Zhuang Wenyao's eyes were wet again, but this time, instead of sobbing like venting his emotions like before, a tear welled up from his eyes calmly.

"Remember the sound of the Changfeng turbojet engine?"

"Remember!" The voice like the roar of a tiger and the chant of a dragon was still in my ears, injecting a force into Zhuang Wenyao, and the voice immediately returned to its former full of vitality, "Fighters also need regular maintenance! Don't worry, tomorrow will be a When I wake up, I’m a hero again!”

Only then did Lu Zhiheng smile reassuringly: "Okay, go wash up quickly, rest early, and we'll talk about the touching thing tomorrow."

"Yes!"

"By the way, take pictures of the test papers and answer sheets for each subject before you go."

"it is good!"

Zhuang Wenyao didn't ask why, and did as he said, packed up his things and prepared to wash up, and turned around to find that the eyes of the three roommates were all fixed on him.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Yeran asked.

Zhang Rui asked cautiously: "Squad leader, are you okay?"

Zhu Finance also looked at him in bewilderment.

"It's okay!" Zhuang Wenyao wiped away the tears on Zhuang Wenyao's face, and raised a relaxed smile, "It's almost time, wash up and go to bed!"

"Well, we're all done!"

"Okay!" He stepped briskly into the balcony and washed up.

We don't know what kind of mental journey he went through during this phone call, anyway, he just recovered from the setback.

……

At the same time, thousands of miles away, the first voyage to the big boy's apartment.

Lu Zhiheng received the test papers and answer sheets for each subject sent to him by Zhuang Wenyao, and started comparative research.

He was going to finish drawing the design drawings of a fighter plane tonight. Halfway through the drawing, he had a phone call with Zhuang Wenyao.

Now put the drawings aside and start to analyze Zhuang Wenyao's test paper. While using a tablet to draw circles on the test paper photo, he uses Word on the computer to edit the loopholes he exposed in the test and suggested solutions.

It stands to reason that these tasks should be completed by the candidates themselves.However, considering that Zhuang Wenyao might not be in the mood or have the time to review this "black history" in turn, Lu Zhiheng simply helped him.Furthermore, with his third perspective, he can find out problems more objectively, and dig deeper to help Zhuang Wenyao discover problems that he himself did not notice.

Language, Mathematics, English, and Comprehensive Science. The performance analysis of each subject is very detailed and clear. They are all dry goods, and there is no nonsense.It was late into the night to finally organize it into a document that can be read on a mobile phone.

In order to prevent Zhuang Wenyao from worrying about his sleep, Lu Zhiheng was not in a hurry to send it to him, and planned to wait until the daytime.

Turn off the computer and continue drawing drawings.

Although the train of thought was interrupted, it was still quick to get started.

By the time the painting was finished, several hours had passed.

Lu Zhiheng didn't feel sleepy anymore, so he simply gave up on sleeping and continued to revise the thesis.

Around 05:30, the sun rose, and the instinctive biological clock woke up Lu Zhiheng's tired brain.

A Yao started to wake up very early in her third year of high school, and she might have already woken up by this time.Lu Zhiheng thought that if he sent the document at this time, he should be able to spend breakfast time to take a look at it, and it would not delay the follow-up arrangements.

Ok.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhiheng clicked the send button on the dialog box that he had prepared for a long time.

The other party accepted it very quickly, and he got up as expected.

But immediately a call came.

Thanks to Lu Zhiheng staring at the dialog box all the time, otherwise the phone was on silent, and I'm afraid he couldn't receive this call in time.

In order not to disturb his sleeping roommate, Lu Zhiheng went to the corridor to make a phone call as usual.

"A Yao?"

"Lu Zhiheng!" The voice on the other end of the phone was in a hurry, as if on the way to the cafeteria, "The grade analysis you sent me, so many pages, when did you write it? You didn't sleep all night, did you?"

Hiss... I didn't expect to be discovered because of poor consideration.

Sure enough, at night, the brain will be slower than usual!

"Yes..." Now that he was exposed, Lu Zhiheng didn't intend to hide it.

"Why do you stay up late to write these for me, don't you need to rest!"

"It hasn't been used for a long time. The main reason is that drawing drawings is a waste of time. I couldn't fall asleep when I was drawing, so I just analyzed the results for you. It's just a change of mind... Show you my drawings!"

Lu Zhiheng sent him the photo of the drawing.

"Wow..." Zhuang Wenyao's attention was diverted, and he was not so angry at the beginning, "The painting is so good! It is more detailed than the ones you drew before..."

"Those are model airplanes, and this is the real aircraft (drawings), of course there is a difference."

"It's amazing! You will definitely be able to design a great airplane in the future!" Unlike Lu Zhiheng who stayed up all night, Zhuang Wenyao fell asleep soundly and spoke with energy, "I hope I can fly the airplane designed by you in the future!" I'm going to study now to make sure I can become a pilot!"

"Well, come on and fly! I'm your air tanker!"

"Hey hey..." From his voice, Lu Zhiheng could hear that Zhuang Wenyao's condition couldn't be better, "Next time I try to find out the bottom line, I'll try to do better in the exam and let you write less analysis."

"Ok!"

After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhiheng returned to the dormitory, and his roommate Xia Yi just woke up.

"Why did you go?" Xia Yi, a tall man, got off the bed a few steps, rubbed his eyes, and said inarticulately.

Lu Zhiheng returned to his seat: "Call."

"Who? Looking for your...girlfriend early in the morning?"

"It's a boy."

"Oh, boyfriend."

Lu Zhiheng: "..."

Xia Yi went to the balcony to wash up, and when he passed Lu Zhiheng's seat, he happened to see his desktop: the blueprints had been drawn and put aside, there was a Word document of unknown content open on the computer. There are several identical empty cartons.

As his only roommate, Xia Yi thought he knew Lu Zhiheng very well.This child has always kept his desk clean and tidy, but he didn't have time to tidy it up now. There is only one possibility...

"You didn't sleep all night?!"

Lu Zhiheng nodded lightly: "Well, I have something to do."

"Damn, it's ruthless!" Out of curiosity, Xia Yi walked over and leaned against the edge of his table, grabbed a cardboard box and checked it in his hand, surprised, "pocky? You use this thing to stay up all night?"

Lu Zhiheng was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly cleared the table: "That's right."

Xia Yi found it unbelievable: "We rely on cigarettes to stay up late, and you rely on pocky? Milk and blueberry flavor..."

"What's the matter, can't you?" Lu Zhiheng snatched the empty box from him, crumpled it into cardboard, and threw it into the trash can with the others.

Xia Yi raised the corners of his lips, and said with a teasing smile: "What a child."

"..." Lu Zhiheng was helpless and embarrassed, "I am indeed not yet an adult."

Xia Yi's smile deepened, and he put his arms on his shoulders: "Baby, when will you become an adult? My brother taught you to smoke..."

"No need!" Lu Zhiheng pulled away calmly, "I'm not interested."

Smoking is a bad habit, I don't want it!And A Yao would not like it either!

"Cut, kid..." Xia Yi didn't care, shook his head and went to wash, "Eat less sweets, be careful of tooth decay~"

Xia Yi left, Lu Zhiheng was relieved.

This Xia Yi was sent in after winning the first prize in the National Aeronautics and Astronautics Design Competition for Middle School Students when he was in high school.

Shouhang University is a broader world, the most high-end platform in the national aerospace field.Here, Lu Zhiheng met more like-minded partners.

But for Xia Yi, a roommate, while Lu Zhiheng admired him, he was also very distressed: because he was always "bullying" and making jokes about him because he was older and bigger than him.

At that time, Lu Zhiheng would sigh: how friendly the environment in Rongcheng No. [-] Middle School is!The classmates never laughed at him because of his young age!

It's a pity that I can't go back to that good high school time after all, I can only miss it!

That's why last night, during the call with Zhuang Wenyao, Lu Zhiheng couldn't help expressing his feelings to him.

A Yao, I really hope that you, together with my concern, can live the precious last year without regrets!

Facts have proved that Zhuang Wenyao is quite competitive.Following Lu Zhiheng's guidance and following the teacher's pace, he persevered in systematic review and self-reflection, checked for gaps and filled up gaps in the basic exams, and finally recovered his original level in the last exam: Chinese 122, Mathematics 148, English 125, science and comprehensive 240, class No.1, top [-] in grade.

The author has something to say:

High school life without seniors is too lonely, let's press the accelerator button for Yaoyao's third year of high school, so that he can grow up and graduate quickly, okay o(≧v≦)o

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