Chapter 104 (Chapter 104 (Four in One) 3...)

Because of Zhou Yi's cheating ability, the group had the braised pork before the exam.

They didn't know how much effort the country had put in to accommodate these young students, but they knew how good the uncle in the cafeteria was at cooking.

It was obviously a big pot meal, but it tasted better than home-cooked food.

Song Yao reluctantly finished the last piece of braised pork and expressed his opinion:

"It would be great if I could eat it every day in the future."

As the cooking leader among the group, Zhao Xiaodong still kept a trace of sobriety in front of the food:

"You can't eat braised pork every day, you will get tired of it, and it's not good for your health."

This was what Song Yao told him when he found the nutritional ratio when he was looking for a book.

Of course, that was not what Song Yao found out at all, but the course he bought from the learning system.

After all, the three of them liked the feeling of cooking secretly, but Song Yao was particularly obsessed with being tall, for fear that the nutrition would not be up to standard.

Zhao Xiaodong liked to watch this kind of thing, especially when Shi Nan and Song Yao couldn't cook, and they all pointed to him.

Shi Nan is too strong, Song Yao is too smart, Zhao Xiaodong is usually hit very hard.

Only in the culinary world can he be proud of overwhelm the two, so he has been more and more keen on practicing cooking recently.

Song Yao, who is still immersed in the mood of "Braised pork is so delicious, I love braised pork", is slightly awake:

"Then it's okay to eat a piece every other day, I'm not picky."

Zhou Yi and Zhou Er, who are sitting opposite them, are also captured by the braised pork, and nod in agreement:

"When I think about leaving after the exam, I really don't want to leave."

Zhou Yi found that Yuan Jiang silently raised his eyes and glanced at them after hearing what they said, as if he was thinking about something.

However, this brother Yuan Jiang has always been taciturn. Although he intuitively felt that the other party must be thinking about something, he still tried not to think deeply.

After all, his deeper intuition told him that it would be better not to continue.

Although he didn't know why, now that Zhou Yi, who could understand him and believed in his friends, didn't lack that little attention, so he chose to shut up and eat.

Song Yao was just finishing his meal and drinking his soup leisurely when he saw Wang Hua and Wang Duo looking for a seat after getting their meals.

He immediately raised his hand enthusiastically:

"Here! We have seats here!"

The two teenagers were startled by his sudden voice and looked a little helpless, but seeing Song Yao smiling widely and waving his hands to attract their attention, they slowly relaxed and walked over a little embarrassedly.

Zhao Xiaodong immediately moved his butt skillfully to make enough space for them to sit down.

Song Yao looked at the dishes in their bowls and found that there was no braised pork.

He felt a little regretful: "Didn't I tell you to come down and line up quickly? There was braised pork five minutes ago."

Wang Hua and Wang Duo themselves were not as regretful as he was.

Song Yao thought that this was because they had not tasted how delicious braised pork was.

Wang Duo picked up the chopsticks carefully and said a little embarrassedly:

"I was so engrossed in reading that my brother didn't come down to wait for me."

Zhou Er immediately went to see Zhou Yi when he heard it:

"Look at his brother."

If it was him who was so engrossed in reading that he didn't want to come down to eat, Zhou Yi would definitely run faster than anyone else to eat the braised pork.

Zhou Yi raised his chin: "If I was so engrossed in reading, would you wait for me?"

Zhou Er: "Of course not, how could you have such a horrifying idea?"

Zhou Yi knew it would be like this and stepped on him hard, but Zhou Er dodged it skillfully.

Compared to brothers who have a good relationship and brothers who love and hate each other, Song Yao's idea is particularly different.

He blinked and asked a soul-searching question:

"Then why not let Wang Hua come down first to get two servings?"

Both pairs of brothers were stunned.

Seeing that they were silent, Song Yao asked in confusion:

"Did I say something wrong?"

Zhou Yi: "No, but Zhou Er and I have never separated."

Wang Duo also said weakly: "My brother and I have never acted separately."

Although one of them is strong and active, and the other is weak and timid, they have the same thing in common.

The external environment has caused them to have little sense of security, and the only way to gain a sense of security is to be accompanied by brothers.

Song Yao certainly didn't understand:

"When taking a shower, can only one person stay in the cubicle? You always take a shower separately, right?"

The two pairs of brothers were speechless again.

It seems to make sense.

But in their minds, they have never acted separately.

Since childhood, many people in school have discovered this. After all, even if they are brothers, there is no need to do everything together.

When the classmates around them see them, they will more or less laugh at them.

Zhou Yi and Tuesday are okay.

Although Zhou Yi has a little inferiority complex hidden in his heart, he has always used arrogance to cover it up, and Tuesday is even more stable.

Wang Hua and Wang Duo's faces were filled with shame and embarrassment. They hadn't done anything wrong, but they subconsciously lowered their heads and used their chopsticks to pick up food from their bowls.

Although they had never taken the initiative to contact Song Yao, in these few days, Song Yao would call them every time he went to the cafeteria to line up. Although they didn't say it, they still liked him in their hearts.

They didn't want to be looked at by him as if he were a weirdo.

Song Yao didn't even look at them.

He drank the soup, and his eyes kept wandering around Wang Hua's bowl, which was closest to him:

"You guys have really never been separated. I really envy you for your good relationship. Are these brothers? Zhao Xiaodong, did you see it? Learn from others!"

"Wang Hua, can I take a bite of your radish?"

Wang Hua raised her head a little flattered and stuttered a little when she spoke:

"Yes, it's okay, you can eat it."

Song Yao immediately stretched out his chopsticks politely, picked up two shredded radish, and continued to draw a big cake for Zhao Xiaodong while eating:

"I think we can learn from each other. You see how intimate it looks like this. Let's do everything together in the future, right?"

Zhao Xiaodong, who was sluggishly drinking soup, didn't give him any face:

"I don't want it. Don't think that I don't know and you want to trick me into working hard."

He used to stupidly synchronize with Song Yao, and he would do whatever Song Yao did. As a result, Song Yao studied hard when they got together every day.

Occasionally he was too tired for a day or two and would suddenly go to make a surprise attack, only to find this kid sitting happily in bed watching TV.

He expressed that he was no longer the easy-to-fool Zhao Xiaodong before:

"Besides, only real brothers do this. We are not real brothers."

So don’t try to fool Song Yao!

Song Yao looked at Zhao Xiaodong regretfully.

Hey, my best friend has grown up and become a seasoned veteran. He is no longer as easy to deceive as before.

But that's okay.

His eyes shifted to the two pairs of brothers at the same table.

Isn’t this a new friend?

"It's better to be brothers. You can have a best friend with you from birth."

Unfortunately, his father said that he would never get married again, and his mother also expressed that she did not want to have another child, completely giving up any thought of Song Yao having any brothers or sisters again.

Before he understood that in vitro fertilization was possible only in the interstellar era, he had imagined that his parents would give him twenty younger brothers and sisters.

Unfortunately, before I had time to make this request to my parents, I already knew that this was impossible.

Wang Duo heard the envy in Song Yao's tone, and then he dared to raise his head slightly and asked happily:

"Do you really think so?"

Song Yao nodded: "Can that still be fake? You must be able to beat others in fights at school, right?"

This is a tacit understanding cultivated since childhood, and it may be stronger than that between him and Zhao Xiaodong.

Wang Duo smiled sheepishly:

"We never fought."

But looking at his and his brother's expressions, they both felt much more relaxed.

On Monday, he immediately became excited, and he opened his mouth and blew:

"We have played before, and we have never lost in our school."

"Wow!!"

As expected, Song Yao cheered and exclaimed:

"You guys are so awesome. I've lost many fights."

Zhao Xiaodong said proudly: "The several times he lost, he lost to me."

Song Yao: "You have lost to me more times."

Zhao Xiaodong was still proud: "That doesn't matter, you lost to me anyway."

Song Yao's fight is so gloomy.

While others fight with strength, he fights exclusively by calculating angles in his head and calculating his opponent's next move.

That brain is simply better than an abacus. He feels that just winning a few times is worthy of celebration.

Then both of them looked at Monday and Tuesday with envy.

They never lost.

so amazing.

Being looked at by them with such eyes, even Tuesday, who had always been more steady than his brother, couldn't help but feel a little happy.

He said a little reservedly:

"Actually, we don't really fight very well. The main reason is that my brother is able to provoke separation every time... I mean he finds the weaknesses of those people's team, so every time they are surrounded by others, they will kill each other."

The two of them went up to analyze it on Monday, and they themselves fell apart during the analysis.

The two brothers will join forces on Monday and Tuesday, and it will not be difficult to win.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong suddenly looked at Zhou Yi with even more yearning:

"So you can still do this."

It's so awesome, it's even better than braised pork...

No, eating braised pork is more important, but the ability to successfully provoke an opponent 100% before a fight is only second to eating braised pork.

They looked at me more confidently on Monday, with my chest held high and my head held high.

"It's not that great. I'll show it to you next time I get a chance."

I can't see the grievance and weakness of being severely punished by my parents afterwards.

I also helped my brother out on Tuesday:

"Do you really think it's a big deal that we win a fight? When we won before, we were always punished."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong both looked shocked:

"Ah? Why were you punished? Did you take the initiative to bully others?"

Fighting is too normal for children in Dashu Village.

Even good friends occasionally get into fights over disagreements (see Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong). Unless they go too far, parents and teachers will not intervene.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were playing in the mud pit last time. They got into a fight and didn't pay attention to the others. Teacher He punished them after they made a lot of younger children cry.

But they were never punished later.

The two brothers angrily said: "Of course not, it's them who are here to cause trouble for us."

"Yes, some are displeased with us, some want to extort money, and some want to accept us as their underlings. Anyway, there are all kinds of reasons."

Song Yao was shocked:

"That's your fault. Why are you punished even if you win? Who punished you?"

Zhou Er shrugged: "Parents, sometimes it's grandpa, sometimes it's the school that punishes, because good students shouldn't fight."

Song Yao didn't understand: "Didn't you tell them that those people were the ones who bothered you first?"

"I said that the school thinks we should go to the teacher instead of fighting back directly."

Zhou Er sneered: "We are all surrounded, how can we go to the teacher? If we don't beat them all, we will all be beaten."

Song Yao nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, we can't just stand there and get beaten, and then go to the teacher after being beaten, right?"

Why should we be beaten if we can beat them?

Wouldn't that make us stupid?

Zhou Er immediately had a look on his face that said "You hit the nail on the head".

It was rare for him to find someone who could accurately understand the mood of the two brothers, and he added very aggrievedly:

"Parents think that we didn't take the initiative to cause trouble, so why would they come to bother us, so how do we know."

When they first started school, they were dissatisfied and aggrieved, and tried to find parents and schools to explain clearly, but later they just gave up.

If someone came to cause trouble, they would just take action, and if they were punished, they would be punished, at least no one would dare to bully them this way.

Zhou Yi could see that Song Yao really felt shocked that "he was punished for fighting back after being bullied".

It felt good to be recognized and understood by others. He vividly described the faces of those people in his family:

"Every time they said that we brought shame to the Zhou family, there were more than ten people in the family, and they said a few words one by one, and they could chatter for more than half an hour."

"And our cousin, he couldn't even walk steadily. Every time Zhou Yi and I were punished, he was taken to my grandfather by his father, and they always said the same thing: Brothers, did you make grandpa angry again? Grandpa, don't be angry, I'll be good."

Zhou Yi nodded from time to time and added:

"We were punished to kneel in the ancestral hall, saying that this was the rule of our ancestors. We had to kneel for three hours, and we were not allowed to put on a cushion. If we hadn't been smart and secretly tied something on our knees, we would have been fine. It's not even certain that we can stand here. "

Song Yao didn't understand at first, but after hearing their complaints, the flames of anger burned in his eyes:

"They are abusing us! ! Don't you call the police? ! "

Zhou Yi shook his head: "We are not injured, so calling the police is useless."

"Yes, in the eyes of others, we eat well, dress well, have pocket money every month, and can buy whatever books we want. We don't know how good our lives are.

When we say that our family members are not good to us, they will think that we are children who are ignorant, and then turn around and tell our family. "

From their expressions, it can be seen that they have tried the above.

Song Yao has never encountered such a situation.

He has heard of people who treat children badly before, but basically they beat and scold or do not feed and dress well.

He has never seen people like Zhou Yi and Zhou Er, who look well dressed, have no shortage of money, and are raised like little masters, but are attacked mentally.

Zhao Xiaodong didn't understand:

"Do your family members dislike you, or are they too strict?"

Zhou Yi was certain: "They don't like us."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong immediately believed him and got angry together:

"It's too much!! This is worse than beating and scolding you!"

If they beat and scolded, they could call the police and ask the neighbors for sympathy. For example, in Xinghe County, if a child was treated harshly by his parents, the village party secretary would take care of it if it was too much.

But Zhou Yi and Zhou Er were now blocked from even seeking help.

Song Yao cursed out a series of idioms:

"You are so scheming! You are so cruel! You are as poisonous as a scorpion!"

Zhou Yi and Zhou Er felt happy to hear it.

No one had ever been so angry for them as Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong, and they had tried to talk to others before.

But in the eyes of those people, the Zhou family had been good enough to them.

But Zhou Yi still said the truth he had guessed:

"They really didn't abuse us on purpose, they just didn't care about us."

The Zhou family raised them like they were raising kittens and puppies.

Zhou Yi described it to Song Yao according to the attitude of his aunt raising a pet cat:

"It's like you like a kitten when you see it, but you are asked to build a relationship with the kitten every day. If the kitten makes a mistake, you have to teach it patiently. If the kitten catches a mouse, you have to praise it for being awesome instead of looking down on the mouse for being dirty. Can you do it?"

Song Yao: "Yes."

Zhou Yi: "You can't do it either, right? So... huh??"

Seeing his surprise, Song Yao was even more surprised than him:

"Why can't I do it? I have a kitten, it's my pet, I must take good care of it."

He counted on his fingers to Zhou Yi:

"Building a relationship doesn't waste much time. If it makes a mistake, you have to teach it. Even humans can't know what they can and can't do.

And catching mice, it can catch mice and feed itself, how great, why look down on mice for being dirty?"

Yes, Song Yao, who grew up in Dashu Village, is such a "rustic".

He thinks kittens need to be taken care of, but a kitten that can catch mice by itself is definitely a great cat.

A cat that can't catch mice is a stupid cat.

But if he raises it, he will definitely not look down on its stupidity.

Song Yao said his thoughts and finally gave a summary:

"So your family is not only irresponsible in raising children, but also in raising pets."

Monday Tuesday: "...Is that so?"

Song Yao nodded: "That's right."

The two brothers felt that their world view had collapsed.

They always thought that they were unlovable and that was why they were treated like this by their relatives.

But I never thought that it was because their relatives had no sense of responsibility that they were unlucky enough to be treated like this.

Song Yao was still determined.

He also collected other people's opinions, and the first one to name him was Zhao Xiaodong:

"Zhao Xiaodong, do you think so?"

Zhao Xiaodong nodded.

He went to see Wang Hua and Wang Duo again.

The two of them were quietly listening and eating when he suddenly looked over at them, looking a little nervous.

Wang Hua: "I, we have never raised children."

Wang Duo: "I have never raised a cat."

So they don’t know what to do with children and cats.

Song Yao waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's okay! Then you guys will abstain."

It was clear that only he and Zhao Xiaodong expressed their opinions, but he acted as if the entire cafeteria had raised their hands to vote for his opinion, and confidently said to Monday and Tuesday:

"So your family is really bad."

The two of them looked a little dazed: "It turns out they are abnormal."

Fortunately, when they were young, they were still trying to find out what they had done wrong so that they could correct it and please adults.

Zhou Yiyi slapped the table: "They actually had the nerve to say that Tuesday and I were disobedient and would definitely become scumbags in the future! Bah! I knew what they said was wrong!"

The circles under his eyes were slightly red, proving that he was not so firm in the past that what his parents said would never come true.

Song Yao was shocked: "They actually said that? Oh my god!"

Monday: "Really! You also think what they said is wrong, right?"

"It must be wrong!"

Song Yao said: "You are all so smart. Even if you are a bad guy in the future, you will be a villain. How can you be just a gangster?

Do your family members look down on you too much? Do they have no discernment at all? "

Yuan Jiang, who was drinking soup silently, almost choked when he heard this.

Song Yao really thought so.

Afraid that he would not be able to substitute himself on Monday and Tuesday, he also gave an example:

"Just like Dugu Yigu in "The Two Swordsmen"."

On Monday and Tuesday, there was a look of "you understand us":

"Yes, yes, we feel the same way. We had originally thought about doing Dugu Yigu when we grew up, but when we found out that the junior class was open, we came."

Song Yao asked curiously:

"How did you escape?"

Shocked on Monday: “How did you know we ran away??”

Song Yao had an expression on his face: "What's so hard to guess?"

"You two only bring two pairs of clothes. You change them every day and don't buy new ones. You just said that your family is not short of money."

Thinking about it on Monday, although he can easily see through the flaws in others, when it is his turn, he is not so clear as a bystander.

"Tuesday and I have wanted to run away for a long time, but we were worried that we were young and wouldn't be able to survive if we went out, and we might be caught back."

The youth class gave them hope.

First of all, tuition for junior classes is free, and even meal cards and scholarships are given.

Secondly, the youth class is run by the state, and they believe that even if the Zhou family comes to find them, they cannot easily take them away.

Finally: "Don't you think we are geniuses?"

Of course the genius has to come to the junior class.

Although they have been hit hard, they have never doubted their IQ.

On Monday, I may feel a little depressed, but on Tuesday I am determined that as long as they grow up, things will get better.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong: "I think we are geniuses too."

On Monday and Tuesday, I was stunned for a moment, and then became happy again:

"Yes! We are all geniuses!"

So it wasn't that they were unsociable in the past, it was that those people's IQs were not as powerful as theirs.

Otherwise Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong would have become old friends at first sight.

After all, Monday and Tuesday were still children, and they trusted Song Yao very much. They were very easy to coax and put their worries aside, and said happily:

"We should all be able to pass the exam. Then I will change my life goals."

"Yes, me too. I've already left home, so it's better not to be a solitary gu."

Song Yao encouraged them:

"Dugu Yigu can only study poisons, which is not interesting at all. Let me tell you, scientific research is interesting. You can learn everything, and you can master a little bit of everything. It is very fun."

Zhao Xiaodong, who was sitting next to Song Yao, twitched his lips and lowered his head to pretend to be deaf.

He just knew it.

From the first day Song Yao came to this building and saw everyone's eyes shining, he had guessed that such a day would come.

Song Yao would never let go of any helper.

But Zhao Xiaodong thought about it and still didn't ruin it.

After all, if Song Yao could find more good friends, wouldn't he not have to be dragged to work hard every day?

Hehehe, he is really witty.

It is indeed easy to be influenced by others on Mondays and Tuesdays. As soon as Song Yao said it, their hearts were moved.

Of course, the main reason is that Song Yao said that he plans to be a scientific researcher in the future.

He was afraid that the two of them would not be interested, so he gave what he thought were the advantages:

"First of all, this job is interesting."

"Then, if we can promote technological development, we can help the country and become the pillars of the country."

"Finally! This job is really interesting!"

Monday and Tuesday were already excited. Seeing what he said, their eyes lit up, and they even felt that it would be interesting to have Song Yao like the field he aspired to so much.

They decisively gave up their drug-making business:

"Then we will also be scientific researchers in the future."

After hearing what the two of them said, Song Yao was happy and felt that his newly full stomach seemed to be able to eat a few more pieces of braised pork.

He nodded excitedly: "Okay, okay, we can be together. In the past, it was just me and Zhao Xiaodong, but from now on we can do activities together."

Tuesday knew that Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong grew up together, and was a little worried that Zhao Xiaodong would be jealous.

As a result, Zhao Xiaodong, who had been as quiet as a chicken, was even happier than Song Yao when he heard that they agreed.

"Okay, okay!! Let's work hard together from now on!!"

Worries suddenly disappeared on Tuesday.

Joy also arose in my heart.

The four of them were in perfect agreement at this moment and began to feel happy in their hearts.

Tuesday: Great. Sure enough, the people we met before are not the same. Look at how nice Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong are, how enthusiastic and generous they are towards them.

Monday: Great, I knew it was because we were too smart that no one understood us. Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong are also geniuses, they can understand us, hehe.

Zhao Xiaodong: Great, hahahahahaha, Yao'er has a new helper, I can play now, hahahaha.

Song Yao: That's great. With the help on Monday and Tuesday, I can do some large-scale projects with more manpower. Although there are still not enough manpower, it doesn't matter. There are twenty places in the junior class.

The four of them looked at each other, feeling very satisfied in their hearts.

Wang Hua and Wang Duo had been listening silently. Seeing that they had reached an agreement, Wang Hua cautiously interrupted:

"Well, can we do this too?"

Song Yao instantly turned his head at 800 times the speed, and grabbed each of their hands as if he could teleport:

"Of course!! Scientific research welcomes every genius!"

Wang Duo whispered embarrassedly:

"We don't seem to be geniuses."

"how come?!"

His large-scale project suddenly had four more people. Song Yao was very excited, and his words were full of passion and force, "The world is so beautiful, let's look forward to the future happily":

"Didn't we chat the day you first arrived? I could tell at a glance that you two are definitely geniuses."

Zhao Xiaodong echoed: "Yes, yes, I think so too."

Although the two of them spoke a little softer and did not raise their heads during the whole process, they couldn't help but answer fluently.

Song Yao's look in Zhao Xiaodong's eyes at that time was that he wanted to carry the two brothers back to the experimental mountain overnight.

Song Yao was still looking forward to the future happily:

"Scientific research work! It is the most novel job! And the country strongly supports it, and it is very honorable to speak out! You are really right to want to do this job."

Zhao Xiaodong feels that the words he uses to promote scientific research work are exactly the same as the words Dad Song used when he promoted bee breeding.

"Bee farming! It is a market that has not yet been explored! And the price of honey is very high. Once you start it, we will teach you the whole process. As long as you keep it well, you will probably not lose money."

He thought about it carefully, then nodded affirmatively.

Well, it's exactly the same.

Wang Hua and Wang Duo obviously didn't use Song Yao's "Song Dad-style sales". They just saw that the four of them had a goal that they could work hard for, and they felt envious in their hearts.

In addition, Song Yao was really enthusiastic about them, and the two of them also wanted to follow someone familiar to them if they could enter the juvenile class.

So, their answer was quite affirmative.

After one meal, Song Yao felt like he had taken four big tonic pills, and he even had sweet dreams that night.

On the second day of the exam, Song Yao entered the exam room in high spirits. As expected, everything was fine when he was in a good mood. Not only was he good-looking, but he also seemed to have divine help when writing, writing very fast.

Today is the first exam for the junior class reserve members. As the first person in charge, the old man who has been to the dormitory many times naturally wants to come and take a look.

She first looked at Monday and Tuesday, whom she had been paying attention to, and was satisfied to find that they were in good spirits, and their overall temperament seemed to have become a lot more cheerful.

I went to look at Wang Hua and Wang Duo, who were also talented brothers, but more sensitive and fragile. I was surprised to find that their expressions were much firmer and more confident than on the first day, and they seemed not as timid as before.

It seems that bringing children together can influence each other.

Because of the gossipy security uncle, the old man also knew that Song Yao also had a relationship with King Flower Wang Duo.

Of course, a more accurate statement is that although the six of them (Yuan Jiang was completely ignored by the security uncle) acted together, it was obvious that only Song Yao was keen on chatting with Wang Hua Wang Duo.

Of course, Song Yao didn't do anything small.

According to the observation of the security uncle, Song Yao had a few words with almost every child he met.

And he has a good memory. Every time he goes downstairs or goes upstairs, he can accurately call out the name of every child he meets and interacts with.

Who would ignore a peer who can call him by his name and has a sunny smile?

This caused Song Yao's popularity to explode.

He can chat with anyone he sees on the street.

We even had a good chat with several parents last time, and the security guard later asked a few parents out of curiosity.

As a result, some intellectuals discussed knowledge with Song Yao, some discussed international news and the current situation, and some shared their love and hate in TV series.

The most outrageous thing is that there is even one who is a laid-off worker, because almost all middle-aged laid-off workers look desperate when they appear in front of others.

I don’t know how Song Yao chatted with him. After the chat, he not only became a better person, but also decided to find a new job after completing the exam with his child.

"What does it look like, raising bees? It's really strange. This is the first time I've heard that bees can also be raised."

After the security guard told the assistant the gossip with a fresh face, he also said that he was going to find out how to raise bees, and he was also very interested.

Recently, he had a good chat with his classmate Song Yao. This kid was very polite and sensible. He would say hello every time he saw him. He felt that he could ask him about bee farming.

Teaching assistant: "..."

He originally just wanted to ask about Song Yao's academic level, but ended up hearing a lot about how good and well-behaved the kid was.

Although the security uncle felt that he was only making an impartial evaluation, in the eyes of the assistant coach, even this guy had fallen.

When he went back and recounted it to the old man, he couldn't help but say:

"Is he the kind with relatively high emotional intelligence?"

The speed of making friends is so fast that even an adult would not be able to achieve such good popularity within a few days.

The key is, isn’t Song Yao still reviewing it seriously?

How did he find so much time to socialize? ?

The teaching assistant also said to the old man: "Fortunately, he only came a few days before the exam. If he had come a month ago, I estimate that all the children on this floor would have become friends with this classmate Song Yao."

Song Yao would definitely agree if he heard this.

He now particularly regretted not coming earlier. In just a few days, even if he had a super memory and could connect with every child he talked to, he would not be able to connect with a few people.

If you give him a month, he will definitely be familiar with the entire building.

The old man was also a little surprised: "It seems that this child has a rare IQ and emotional intelligence."

She had seen Song Yao's results, and they were all perfect scores, just like those little geniuses that the old man was optimistic about.

Because Song Yao had only arrived in the past few days, she was not able to observe him for a long time, so she could only conclude that this child was also a genius.

She thought at that time that if Song Yao could enter the juvenile class, it would have a better impact.

I just didn't expect that before he entered, he would already influence four students.

As for Song Yao herself, when she went to see him, she found that he was in high spirits.

Because this child is good-looking, pretty and loves to take care of himself. He has been eating well and sleeping well these days. He has a rosy complexion and delicate facial features. He sits quite conspicuously among the crowd.

Looking at his boundless energy, it is inevitable that people will be even more confused about how he managed to communicate deeply with four people, communicate briefly with a bunch of people, and even found time to make a few New Year friends, while also having to review at the same time. To be able to maintain such energy.

The old man even went to Song Yao's table to have a look.

I found that he didn't make any mistakes in every question. He even didn't draft some questions. He could practice them by just pausing for a moment and rehearsing them in his mind.

This kid is a talent.

She nodded secretly and was ready to welcome Song Yao's arrival.

Let’s go and see Zhao Xiaodong who came with Song Yao.

Although he needs to draft, his mental state is very good, and his whole person is a little energetic.

From the looks of it, he seemed to be expecting something.

Are you expecting a good result?

What a good boy.

Song Yao didn't know that someone came to see him and answer the questions while he was writing hard. He checked it three times in today's exam as usual, and handed in the paper if there was no problem in the last time.

Then I happily ran to the dormitory building to get my job and queue up.

Zhou Yi said that during the exams in the past few days, the food in the cafeteria will definitely be better than before.

According to his observation, the uncle in the canteen has been preparing it a day in advance. There will be chicken today, and the chicken was just killed yesterday.

Song Yao was the first to hand in the paper, so he and Yuan Jiang came to the cafeteria smoothly holding a tray in each hand.

The child smiled sweetly at the window and the aunt who was cooking:

"Auntie, we need to make seven copies."

The cooking aunt also knew that the seven of them were always together, so she quickly took over and started cooking mechanically.

Because Song Yao noticed that her hair was permed and slightly curled, he glanced at her eyebrows and praised her for being fashionable and good-looking. She was so happy that she gave her some more dishes with trembling hands.

So when the other five people turned in their papers one after another and came to the canteen, they were greeted with a full bowl of food.

Everyone was pleasantly surprised.

They didn't eat so much in the past.

Zhao Xiaodong: "Let me just say it's not my imagination. There is always a little more meat in Yao'er's bowl every time."

Monday also nodded in agreement:

"Yes, according to my observation, Auntie Fan likes Song Yao very much. She thinks Song Yao is very discerning."

Song Yao said proudly: "I am very discerning and have a very high aesthetic sense."

Zhao Xiaodong cooperated: "Yes, he has good aesthetics."

Yuan Jiang silently ate a piece of potato and suppressed the image of a flying spider that just popped up in his mind.

Obviously, the two pairs of brothers did not realize that they were too confident. They also thought that it was normal for Song Yao to have good aesthetics.

After all, he seems to do everything well, and the aesthetics should certainly be the same.

Wang Duo slowly raised his head and glanced at the aunt who was cooking, and whispered:

"Auntie shouldn't perm such long hair. Her face shape is more suitable for short hair, which will make her look younger."

Song Yao looked back: "Really? It looks pretty good to me."

Although he may be a little lacking in aesthetics, he does have a pair of eyes that can discover beauty.

In Song Yao's eyes, the lunch aunt is very fashionable.

He even wants to call his grandmother and mother to recommend this hairstyle to her at night.

Forget about Teacher He, she also has exams these days and probably has no time to do her hair.

Although Wang Duo's voice is low, he still insists on his own idea:

"The aunt's facial features and face shape should be more suitable for short hair."

He took out a pen and paper from his small bag and sketched the face of a lunch aunt in a few strokes.

It seems that only a little bit was drawn, but people can tell at a glance that it is her.

Wang Duo drew long hair on it, drew another identical face, and then changed it to short hair.

"Look, does short hair look better?"

Song Yao just likes to look at the starting point or the end point when looking at things, but it is not that he really has no vision at all.

He took a look and immediately felt that it seemed that short hair really looked better.

He immediately decided: "Then we will go and tell Auntie after dinner!"

Wang Duo didn't expect him to believe her directly. She was stunned for a moment, then began to feel embarrassed and stuttered:

"Well, how can that be done? What if Auntie thinks that I don't think she looks good with long hair?"

"No! Don't worry, take this painting and Auntie will thank you."

Wang Duo went to see her brother a little helplessly.

Seeing this, Wang Hua thought about it, looked at Song Yao, and said:

"Then go, I think you are right, short hair looks good."

Wang Duo himself certainly thinks short hair looks good, and he also wants to tell Auntie, it would be great if Auntie could listen to his advice.

But thinking and doing are still different.

After dinner, Wang Duo still didn't dare to go.

He could tell his friends privately which hairstyle looks good, but he still didn't dare to run to the person concerned.

When the time came, he got scared:

"How about, how about we talk about it tomorrow? Auntie is tired after serving food for such a long time, and she also has to wash dishes, so we shouldn't bother her."

Song Yao pulled him over: "Auntie also has to serve food and wash dishes tomorrow, we are just talking, we won't bother her."

"Let's do it tomorrow, I don't think I'm ready today."

Song Yao didn't listen to him:

"Tomorrow after tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows, you either do it or don't do it, but you must not delay, otherwise you will always think about it in your heart."

Wang Duo wanted to say that he wouldn't think about it, but he opened his mouth and closed it again with a guilty conscience.

Well, he really would think about it, and he would even think about it repeatedly because he had to do it the next day but he didn't want to go, which eventually led to insomnia.

Song Yao knew that Wang Duo was not very good at communicating with others. Even when Zhao Xiaodong talked to him, he didn't answer much.

So he patted his chest and volunteered:

"You stand by the side for a while, and I will tell you."

Wang Duo was still embarrassed:

"Then I won't go, you go, I'll wait for you at my seat."

Song Yao held him and wouldn't let him go:

"How can that be? This painting was drawn by you, if you don't come, the credit will be gone."

Wang Duo whispered: "It doesn't matter, I don't want the credit."

Song Yao looked at him in surprise:

"What you said is like you don't want the score after the exam. You did a good thing, of course you want people to know."

Wang Duo hesitated: "But I used to be laughed at when I said this..."

He was also a child, of course he also wanted to be praised by others after making achievements.

But he was too useless, no one listened to him, only his brother would encourage him.

Song Yao said firmly: "Those people have a problem with their aesthetics!"

Wang Duo looked at him hesitantly: "Really?"

"Really!!"

Song Yao said confidently:

"My aesthetics is very good. Let me tell you secretly, the country recognizes my aesthetics, so what I said must be correct."

Wang Duo was surprised and envious: "So awesome."

Song Yao was also very proud of his record.

Back then, even the wrist guard he made with the failed version could get the attention of the country.

There is also a life-saving necklace, which is a must-have for the army during floods.

As for the puppet arm, Song Yao did not put it in his record. After all, although this shape is also very handsome, it was directly found in the learning system and is not considered Song Yao's original creation.

But he felt that he had achieved many results in the war, and he didn't need a puppet arm to add icing on the cake.

Song Yao's confidence was absolutely huge:

"Do you believe those people who have no aesthetics, or do you believe me, whose aesthetics are recognized by the country?"

Wang Duo certainly believed him.

So in the end, although he still felt embarrassed, he followed Song Yao to the window.

The auntie who served the food was washing the pots and dishes. When she saw them coming, she looked up and greeted them cheerfully.

Song Yao said with a smile: "Auntie, we will leave after the exams in the next few days. Let me give you a gift before we leave!"

The auntie who served the food was stunned for a moment, then smiled embarrassedly:

"How can that be, I didn't do anything, how can I accept a gift."

"It's okay, Auntie, this gift is free."

Song Yao first flattered her: "We only thought of it when we saw your hair. Auntie, you are so fashionable, we decided to give you a fashionable hairstyle!"

He took Wang Duo's hand and held up the painting to show the auntie who served the food:

"Look!! This is Wang Duo's painting!! First is your portrait, and then this is a fashionable hairstyle."

Wang Duo blushed, but thinking about Song Yao's assurance that he had a good aesthetic, she whispered:

"Yes, yes, very fashionable."

"Oh! It looks so beautiful!!"

The aunt who served the food did not think that they were meddling as Wang Duo imagined, but wiped her hands with surprise and took the painting.

"Thank you, you are worthy of being admitted to the junior class, and you are so good at painting. This painting is so realistic."

She was really happy.

After all, this was the first time in her life that someone drew a picture for her.

And the painting was so realistic and so good.

The aunt who served the food looked at Wang Duo with gratitude:

"Thank you, classmate. Oh, I didn't do anything. I was paid for serving food here. How could it be worth it for you to draw such a good painting for me? Thank you so much. I will go back tonight and put this painting away carefully."

Wang Duo's face became even redder when he was praised, but it is undeniable that he was not as nervous as before.

Song Yao kept poking him with his arm:

"I really envy you. I'm not very good at drawing. If Auntie sees my drawings, she will definitely not praise me."

Now he has accepted the fact that no one can understand his drawing skills.

Fortunately, Song Yao thought about it carefully and felt that he was so good. If he was also very good at drawing, it would be too unfair to ordinary people.

So he felt at ease and continued to draw the design drawings that no one except Zhao Xiaodong could understand.

Wang Duo's face only looked red, but he was inexplicably excited in his heart. A surge of emotions that he didn't understand was wandering in his body.

When he returned to his seat, his heart was pounding.

Wang Hua looked at his brother nervously, and then looked at Song Yao: "How is it? Did Auntie say anything?"

Song Yao gave Wang Hua a look that said "What are you afraid of with me?"

"Auntie was very happy. She said Wang Duo's drawings were very good and she thanked him."

Wang Hua breathed a sigh of relief and became happy:

"That's good, that's good."

Everyone was happy.

The only unhappy person might be the uncle who cooked.

He just couldn't understand why Song Yao and the others only drew pictures for the aunt who served food and not for him when they were all working in the kitchen.

Obviously, these kids liked the food he cooked very much.

It wasn't until the next day when Song Yao and the others went to see the aunt's new hairstyle and praised her so much that he was flattered that he hinted at Song Yao in a subtle and awkward way.

As for why it was Song Yao and not someone else.

This kid was the smartest among the group of people, so who else would he go to if not Song Yao.

Song Yao turned around and said to Wang Duo: "The uncle in the cafeteria also wants you to draw a picture for him."

It was the first time in Wang Duo's life that someone actively asked him to draw a picture. He was so excited that he almost couldn't hold the pen. With a red face, he seriously drew a picture for the uncle who cooked.

The uncle was delighted when he got the painting:

"It's so like it, thank you, thank you, I like it so much."

Then he glanced at the aunt who was serving food and immediately added:

"I didn't do anything, I just did my job, you said you still drew for me, thank you so much."

Wang Duo was at a loss, and asked Song Yao after returning to the dormitory:

"Didn't uncle ask me to draw it?"

Song Yao looked used to it: "Don't worry, they are all like that, they like it so much in their hearts, but they have to be reserved in their mouths."

Unlike him, he does whatever he likes and never procrastinates.

What Song Yao likes, of course, is making friends.

After the exam, everyone will go home. He is now busy running around the floors, reviewing and communicating with other candidates while writing down their phone numbers and addresses.

Although only 20 people can be left in the end, most of the people he is good friends with now may not be able to enter the junior class.

But it doesn't matter, he can write letters.

Since everyone has been a candidate, it means there is fate, and fate of course needs to be continued by human beings.

If there are any knowledge points and difficulties, they can share what they have.

Song Yao is indeed a child with strong execution ability. Exams have not stopped him from making friends, because every time he takes the initiative to chat with others, he talks about studying. Therefore, even though he is taking exams these days, many people have established friendships with him.

He has already written down a lot of names, phone numbers and addresses in his little notebook.

There are also records of "outstanding in certain aspects" that Song Yao has observed and discovered.

On the day after the exam, the teachers gathered together and corrected the last batch of results on the same day.

Finally, the dust settled, and Song Yao's four new friends became one of the 20 students in the junior class as he expected, along with Zhao Xiaodong and himself.

Although the remaining children were disappointed, it was normal for them not to pass the exam for so many people competing for 20 places.

And even if they can't get into the junior class, they can still enter the University of Science and Technology through normal exams in the future.

The young geniuses still have this confidence.

Everyone went back to pack their luggage. Among the many dormitories, Song Yao's 201 dormitory was the most lively.

"Song Yao, I'm going home, remember to write to me."

"Song Yao, do you remember my home phone number? Call me if you have anything to do."

"Song Yao, my father has already booked the ticket and I'm in a hurry to leave. Can you help me with this question? I'm a little pressed for time, can you speak faster? Thank you, thank you."

Zhao Xiaodong and Zhou Yi sat on the upper bunk, watching Song Yao entertain one after another, and they were amazed together:

Zhou Yi: "How can he tell so many people apart?"

For example, in the question, Song Yao not only answered his question, but also solved the problem that bothered them last time.

Zhao Xiaodong: "Is it inherited from Uncle Song? Uncle Song has many friends."

And Song's father is more powerful than Song Yao.

Song Yao just knows a lot of people, but Song's father can make so many people regard him as a close friend.

Strictly speaking, the friendship gene inherited by Song's father to Song Yao has degenerated.

Zhou Yi nodded: "It's really scientific."

The students are leaving, and the old man who has always liked to stroll in the dormitory building naturally wants to come and see.

The children all know that she is a teacher at the University of Science and Technology. Although they cannot enter the University of Science and Technology, they still respect teachers very much, so when they see her, they come to say goodbye to her.

Because there are teaching assistants, these children naturally extend a pair of tender hands, hold one on each side, and then shake hands enthusiastically.

Old man: "?"

Teaching assistant: "?"

If one child does this, it may be just an exception.

But then, almost all the children who came to say goodbye used this handshake gesture.

Extend both hands, shake hands with one person, and some are very enthusiastic and shake hands and wave a few times.

Old man: "Is this a new etiquette?"

The teaching assistant didn't know either.

He could only answer: "Maybe? It seems that both adults and children like to shake hands like this."

The old man couldn't help but sigh: "It's still more popular among young people."

It seems that she really should walk around more. She goes to school and here every day, and she doesn't know what the popular etiquette is.

So when she said goodbye to the children next, she chose to blend in and shook hands with two people.

Song Yao and his friends can live in the dormitory building if they pass the exam, but now there are only so many people left, so they decided to go back to the courtyard.

It's a good time to have fun before school starts.

When she packed her luggage and came out, she ran into the old man and the teaching assistant.

Song Yao and the others greeted them warmly:

"Hello, teachers!"

"Hello you all."

The old man nodded lovingly: "Don't you live in the dormitory building?"

"Yes, we rented a yard."

The old man nodded with a smile: "Then I look forward to seeing you at HKUST."

After that, she took the initiative to reach out and hold the hands of the two children, then shook them up and down a few times.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were confused by the handshake.

After the old man left, they didn't react:

"Strange, why do teachers shake hands like this?"

Isn't this the handshake method that Song Yao came up with to make friends quickly and save trouble?

They went to ask the security uncle.

The security uncle was lazily basking in the sun with a cat in his arms:

"This? I just asked, and those teachers said this is a kind of etiquette, which seems to be very popular recently."

Zhao Xiaodong: "There is such an etiquette??"

Song Yao also looked down at his hands.

A handshake that he had simplified casually turned out to be an etiquette.

It's an etiquette used by teachers at HKUST.

"Wow..."

The child couldn't help but admire himself:

I'm so fashionable.