Chapter 108 (Chapter 108 (Three in One)...)

After Teacher Gu finished teaching the students, he put his hand on the dinosaur's leg neatly with a satisfied look on his face and the mentality of "I am really a good old man who corrects his mistakes when he knows they are wrong".

The door opened, he stepped in, and turned around to ask the students while the door was still open.

"Do you think this door made of dinosaurs is interesting?"

Ma Shang was confused: "It's interesting."

Teacher Gu: “Want to come in?”

Ma Shang nodded dumbly: "I want to come in."

Teacher Gu: "Haha, you can't get in."

Ma Shang: "..."

Teacher Gu watched the door slowly close with almost joyful eyes.

He even hopes that Ma Shang can take a step forward.

In this way, the door alarm will sound, and he can experience the excellent technology of this dinosaur door again.

However, Ma Shang didn't dare at all.

He stood there with no tears in his eyes, watching the teacher happily leave him behind to go upstairs, leaving only a very powerful and domineering tall dinosaur for Ma Shang's company.

Teacher Gu doesn't care how his student is feeling.

He had lost a lot of hair in order to teach Ma Shangke, but now he had no psychological pressure to trick him.

The only regret is that he couldn't test the alarm, but it doesn't matter. He has more important things to do now. Experiments and other things will be the same next time.

Teacher Gu went upstairs excitedly.

Originally, he came several hours early and should have gone directly to his dormitory at this time.

Qiming Building has prepared a dormitory for each teacher. There are many rooms and you can do whatever you want.

But Teacher Gu went straight to the classroom with clear goals.

Song Yao and the others, who went upstairs first, were indeed laughing and playing cards in the classroom.

However, half of the students in the junior class were not in the classroom at the moment. They were probably studying in the dormitory during lunch break.

They all strive to perform well during class, and every one of them is more serious than the other after class.

Song Yao called this "study quietly while others are not paying attention."

When he was in Dashu Village before, he would secretly work hard like this when exams were approaching.

After all, although Song Yao was always confident that Zhao Xiaodong would fail him, he still wanted to be 100% sure.

But Song Yao didn't quite understand. Wasn't it just half a month since school started?

There are no exams, so it’s not time to cram into things.

Don't you feel tired after working so hard? Not to mention playing, there is not much time for eating.

As someone who has been through adolescence, Teacher Gu can more or less understand the thoughts of these children.

Young people always don’t want to lose to their peers. In addition, the junior class has been promoted vigorously for so long, and it is a national examination, and there are only twenty places.

These students may not think that they are very powerful, but they will definitely think that the other nineteen students are very powerful.

After all, every information around them tells them that those who can enter this youth class are geniuses.

If you were an ordinary student, you might not feel so stressed.

If you order salted fish, you will feel that it’s great that you can sneak in.

But every student here was at the top of their grade before being admitted to the juvenile class. Teacher Gu has seen their past transcripts and found that except for those who are brothers, the other students are basically the first in grade every year.

And all of them have been skipped.

Only Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong did not, but they were even better than skipping a grade and had only attended school for more than a year.

Therefore, some students inevitably worry that they will fall behind.

They not only study in class, but also after class, and even during the time they spend brushing their teeth in the morning.

If Song Yao hadn't led the whole class to make dinosaurs these days, these young children would have been extremely nervous.

It's just that no one can see these hidden dangers yet. Zhongzhou has just begun to develop, and it has not kept up with the material, let alone the spiritual aspect.

Even if the teachers feel that these children are working too hard, they will say a few words at most, but they will be pleased in their hearts that they are so sensible at such a young age.

Teacher Gu was originally in an excited mood. When he came in, he saw Song Yao and the others playing like ordinary children with playing cards and smiling all over their faces.

The words that originally came to my throat were swallowed unconsciously.

Lang Qing slowly swayed over with his big enamel cup.

Although he looked normal on the surface, his steps were a little wandering.

Even after several days, Teacher Lang has not been able to recover from the shock of "I thought we were cultivating national talents, but the talents turned out to be better than me."

That day was quite ordinary.

Song Yao, a clever little girl, ran up to him and asked him to help him create a voice.

Although Teacher Lang didn't say it, he always liked the smart and measured Song Yao in his heart.

When he asked, he agreed.

Then, he was brought to the big dinosaur.

Then, he saw the fingerprint unlocking the door.

Then, he learned about the function of detecting whether a person came in.

At that time, there were only two words left in Teacher Lang’s mind: outrageous!

Is this something that children as young as thirteen and as young as nine can do it?

Lang Qing even pinched himself secretly to avoid thinking that this was the result of his crazy imagination.

It's been a few days now, and he still hasn't reacted.

However, seeing Teacher Gu standing at the door, Lang Qing still said hello:

"Teacher Gu, have you recovered from your illness?"

He was just about to explain the dinosaur door to Teacher Gu, when the old man in front of him was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed to sudden enlightenment:

"Teacher Lang, you knew it a long time ago."

Lang Qing: "?"

"I was saying it, why don't you let it go, you knew the abilities of these children a long time ago, right?"

As soon as Teacher Gu started talking, he immediately felt that what he thought was right:

"The sound on the door was yours, have you been secretly helping them? Such a big dinosaur can't be made in the past few days, ah, I remember!

Before, these children had been running to a classroom on the first floor, and you went there several times. You really knew it a long time ago! You knew the abilities of these children from the beginning!"

Lang Qing, who was looked at by Teacher Gu with a look of "Great, so you knew it clearly from the beginning": "..."

He paused for a second, and then without hesitation:

"You guessed it all, Teacher Gu."

Yes, he admitted it shamelessly.

Should I tell Teacher Gu how shocked and shocked he was after witnessing the effect of the dinosaur door?

Impossible!

Lang Qing is the person in charge of Qiming Building, and participated in the whole process from beginning to end.

Let people know that he has been guessing from the beginning, guessing this and that, guessing that and this, but he still didn't guess that these kids can be so capable, where can he put his face.

Teacher Gu obviously didn't think that there are so many sinister intentions in this world.

Not only did he naively believe it, but he also looked at Song Yao who was playing poker happily in the room with emotion:

"I am sorry to cause trouble to your work. I can't believe it. How old are these kids."

Lang Qing also looked over with the same feeling:

"Yes, I can't believe it... I mean you must have really never thought of it."

Teacher Gu asked: "Who is the leader? Is there really no adult to support them, and they have to do it themselves?"

Lang Qing nodded affirmatively.

"Even I haven't gotten the hang of it at all."

"The leader is Song Yao, this kid is really smart. Although the dinosaur lock was made by the whole class of juniors, I asked them about the details later."

"Song Yao is the leader both internally and externally. I think he can do it even if he is alone."

It just takes a little longer, but he is willing to lead all the members of the junior class to do it together.

Teacher Lang's eyes are full of admiration: "This kid, it's rare to have one in a hundred years."

In the room, Song Yao lost a hand, put the remaining cards on the table, and bowed his head resignedly:

"Come on, come on."

Zhou Yi stood up triumphantly, waved his right arm pretentiously, and then bent his index finger towards Song Yao's head.

Before playing, he blew twice:

"Haha!! I can finally get revenge!! Song Xiaoyao! Get ready for my invincible brain explosion!!"

Teacher Gu was talking to Lang Qing with a smile, and when he turned around and saw this scene, his old face turned pale with fear.

The next second, he stretched out his hand to block Zhou Yi's head before he could attack with the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

Zhou Yi: "?"

Other friends: "?"

Song Yao, who lowered his head and waited for a head blow, was hit by nothing but air: "?"

The child looked up in confusion and saw Teacher Gu's kind smile.

He shuddered suddenly: "Teacher Gu, isn't your illness cured?"

It doesn't look like it's cured.

Teacher Gu coughed dryly:

"Hey, what are you doing? Why are you hitting Song Yao's head?"

Zhou Yi explained: "We were playing cards, and the loser would get his head blown off. Song Yao lost."

Song Yao, who had a lot of experience in fighting, chimed in:

"Yes, yes, yes, teacher, we didn't fight, we were just joking."

Teacher Gu looked at Song Yao's little head, thinking about how smart it was, and couldn't bear to withdraw his hand:

"Playing games is playing games, but don't hit the head. The head is so fragile, what if it gets broken?"

"No, teacher!"

Song Yao, who has been obsessed with medical books recently, said: "The human skull is very hard, it's just a blown head, it won't get broken."

Lang Qing came over and pulled Teacher Gu back:

"Teacher Gu, it's just a child playing games, Song Yao himself has no objection, you don't need to be so nervous."

Teacher Gu whispered unwillingly: "But that's the head, it's not some other place."

This is a head that can be used for fingerprint locks and detection functions.

If there is any problem, he can immediately perform a heart attack on the spot.

"Teacher Gu, you've scared the kids. Go, go, go, go to the dormitory and have a rest."

The kids who were not scared and were full of curiosity, almost asking "Why can't the head be hit by the head?" watched Teacher Lang push Teacher Gu out.

A few seconds later, Teacher Lang popped his head out of the door:

"By the way, although the teacher has no intention of disturbing you playing games, it's better to change the position of your head hit, just in case."

Zhou Yi: "...Okay, teacher."

Poor Zhou Yi found time to play six games today and lost five of them. He finally got a chance to avenge his previous shame, but he changed the place before he even made a move.

Zhao Xiaodong gave Song Yao a puzzled arm:

"What's wrong with the teachers? They all seem to be acting weird today."

Song Yao touched his chin: "Yes, especially Teacher Gu. Was he scared by our dinosaur gate?"

Thinking about it this way, the child couldn't help but feel proud again.

Haha, he knew that this dinosaur door was not only scary in appearance, but also could block people who wanted to sneak in. Teacher Gu, who had always wanted to send Senior Brother Ma in, would definitely be shocked.

Tuesday thought it was not just that, he turned to look at Monday:

"Monday, what do you think?"

Monday was wondering where the blow hit his head: "Ah? What?"

Tuesday asked again, Monday scratched his head:

"I didn't notice it."

This time not only Tuesday, but even Song Yao and the others were shocked:

"You didn't notice it? Don't you always know the movements of everyone around you?"

Monday coughed a little embarrassedly:

"Then isn't it busy these days? I have to study, make dinosaurs, play games, and guess the food in the cafeteria. I finally had some free time yesterday, but Wang Duo needed a model, so I went to be a model for an hour."

The more he talked, the more he felt justified: "So how can I have time to observe others!"

Wang Duo, who had just been led down by Monday, was studying how to win with the cards in his hand if the game was not over. Hearing this, he nodded shyly:

"Yes, Monday was a model for me yesterday."

Song Yao put himself in the shoes of others and immediately felt that this was very reasonable. "That's right. I was so busy these days that I didn't go to bed until 9:30."

Zhao Xiaodong exposed him: "You obviously delayed going to bed for half an hour to read novels."

Song Yao had a good reason: "If I wasn't too busy during the day, would I read novels at night?"

Zhou Er: "But before Monday, no matter how busy or tired I was, I would never stop to observe the people around me."

His remarks temporarily stopped Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong's distinction, and both of them looked at Zhou Yi curiously.

Zhao Xiaodong: "Really? How tired were you before?"

Song Yao: "Observe everyone? How many people do you have to keep in your mind?"

Even he, who has always had an excellent memory, felt that this was very tiring.

Although he could remember, he didn't want to remember the characteristics, personality and appearance of everyone he met in his life.

He is not a camera.

Even Wang Hua, who was sitting quietly reading a book, looked at Zhou Yi in surprise.

The friends' faces full of "You must be very tired" made Zhou Yi even more embarrassed.

He said awkwardly:

"Isn't that to prevent trouble before it happens?"

"Now I am so happy every day, and I am surrounded by friends, I am no longer like before."

Song Yao suddenly realized.

His little head turned around and understood the hidden meaning in Zhou Yi's words.

In the past, the environment was full of dangers, so in order to protect himself and his brother, he could only seize every opportunity to study and investigate everyone around him.

Now they live in safety, so this skill naturally does not need to be activated all the time.

Everyone is a smart kid, Song Yao thought of it, and others (except Zhao Xiaodong who has always been carefree) can naturally think of it, and the scene is a bit sad for a while.

Only Zhao Xiaodong couldn't figure out the situation:

"Hey? Why aren't you talking? Keep chatting?"

Song Yao followed suit and said, "Monday."

He patted Monday on the shoulder and sighed, "I found out that if this is a novel, you two brothers must be the protagonists."

Monday and Tuesday looked puzzled: "Why?"

Song Yao said firmly: "Look, don't the protagonists in novels always have a miserable life?"

"Does the author always write about how miserable they were in the past when they are a little better?"

"For example, "Dream of the Two Swordsmen in the Jianghu", think about it yourself, is it exactly the same?"

The two brothers really recalled with a thoughtful look on their faces.

Zueer was fine, but Monday was excited to recall.

"Yes!! It seems so!!"

He liked this popular novel, and now he found that he was a bit like the protagonist, so he was no longer sentimental or sad.

All he could think about was: Am I the protagonist?

Song Yao originally just wanted to comfort his friends, but now seeing Monday so happy, he couldn't help but envy him.

"Why isn't there a novel with a protagonist like me?"

He thinks he is very suitable to be the protagonist.

Zhao Xiaodong complained: "Little boy, you either eat or sleep or study and play every day. You are so boring every day. What can I write about you?"

Song Yao snorted: "I only said to write a protagonist like me, but I didn't say to write about my day."

He has already thought of the name of the novel, which is "The Invincible Master's Journey to the Universe".

The content is about a martial arts master who conquered the entire martial arts world and felt that there was no fun on earth, so he concentrated on practicing Qinggong, and finally successfully went to the universe with his superb Qinggong.

Song Yao quickly told his friends the core of the story that he thought was quite novel and interesting.

Then he looked at them with his eyes flashing with expectation:

"Who of you is interested?"

He generously said: "I can give you the right to create!"

Zhao Xiaodong looked up at the ceiling.

Monday and Tuesday, look at the ground silently.

Wang Hua pretended to concentrate on reading, and the only honest person, Wang Duo, whispered: "I still need to practice painting..."

Song Yao could only hum:

"Okay, then I'll write it myself."

So when Teacher Gu finally calmed down and bought a bag of peaches with his own money and happily came to the classroom to share with the children, he saw Song Yao frowning and writing seriously.

Oh!

This child is really a genius and hardworking.

He is worthy of being the student that Gu Yigu has chosen, and he is as studious as him.

Teacher Gu still remembered to maintain his image in front of the students. His heart was surging, but he did not reveal it in front of the children.

He found his new tree hole and praised Song Yao.

Because the dinosaur gate incident is currently only circulated among teachers, and Teacher Gu does not want people to find out that he was shocked, so he can only find a tree hole that knows the truth.

Tree hole Lang Qing: "..."

After listening to Song Yao's rainbow fart for 30 minutes, the smile on his mouth could not be maintained.

At this moment, he regretted that he should not have taken the initiative to say to Teacher Gu, "If you have anything to say, just tell me, I love to chat."

"Teacher Gu, do you have any misunderstanding? Song Yao is writing his martial arts novel, not doing any research."

Teacher Gu was stunned for a second, and then he started to praise:

"Song Yao is really amazing. He can write martial arts novels at the age of nine. It reminds me of my past..."

Lang Qing: "..."

Regret again.

Fortunately, Teacher Gu couldn't help it and asked for Song Yao's consent to read some of his novels.

When he saw the content such as "the protagonist stepped on his right foot with his left foot, stepped on his left foot with his right foot, and easily went up to the sky. With a wave of his hand, the projection of his family appeared in front of him. With another wave of his hand, the weapon Sky Drill drilled a hole in the marble mountain below", Teacher Gu: "..."

Facing Song Yao's eyes full of "praise me, you praise me", he squeezed out a sentence with difficulty:

"It's really good, it looks good."

Song Yao suddenly became more confident.

He said: "The plot later will be more exciting. The protagonist will get a very powerful weapon. This weapon can detect people underground. In this way, even if the bad guys hide underground, he can still see them."

Weapons to detect people underground...

Is there such a thing in the world?

Teacher Gu: "...You are so good at writing...I mean, Song Yao is so good at writing, but you should still focus on studying."

He maintained a smile of "You are so good" and praised Song Yao with difficulty before walking away.

From then on, Teacher Gu, who was keen on bragging about Song Yao, never mentioned the topic of "Song Yao from our junior class is writing his own novel".

Song Yao himself felt good.

Zhao Xiaodong, who was also influenced by Grandpa Qi, also said that he liked it very much after reading it.

He also made a cautious suggestion:

"There is no air in space, you need to add a diamond shield."

Song Yao was very proud: "How could I forget such simple common sense? The clothes he wore were made by the weapon master Wu Xiazi. They are clothes that can keep people breathing in space."

He said: "I will make such clothes."

There are such clothes in the interstellar era, but the usage rate is not high. After all, these clothes can't last for a long time, and they are relatively thick. Except for space explorers, others don't use them much.

With this money, it's better to enjoy the scenery in the spacecraft.

Anyway, the view in the spacecraft is better, and you can eat and drink.

Zhao Xiaodong has long been accustomed to Song Yao's various ambitions.

His attention was focused on the four words "weapon master":

"I also want to be a weapon master, my son, can you write me in your novel?"

Song Yao thought for a while and said: "That's fine, but you have to give me one of the four strings of candied haws this month."

Afraid that Zhao Xiaodong would not agree, he also said:

"Because we are good friends, I only want one string, otherwise I would have two strings."

Zhao Xiaodong was a little reluctant.

Since they changed their front teeth, brother Yuan Jiang has not allowed them to eat too many snacks.

The candied haws were also changed to a maximum of four strings per month. They could not eat as much as they wanted as before, and even the amount of mung bean cakes was reduced.

Now the school distributes four strings of candied haws per month, which is just enough. If one string is missing, it means a little less happiness.

Zhao Xiaodong thought for several seconds before gritting his teeth: "I'll give you one string plus two, you have to write it more handsomely for me!"

Song Yao smiled happily with a pair of crescent eyes:

"No problem!! Don't worry!"

"I'll change Wu Xiazi to Zhao Dongdong right now!!"

Song Yao has always been very reliable, and he immediately took a pen to change it.

After changing it, he was like a cat that stole fish, carrying his notebook and pen for writing "novels", strolling around the student dormitory.

The next day, when Yuan Jiang came to help Song Yao clean up the heavy things in the room as usual, he opened the door casually and saw six empty sticks hidden in the corner.

Tall soldier: "..."

Song Yao, who was lying on the bed playing marbles, immediately shrank into the quilt with a guilty conscience.

Zhao Xiaodong was very loyal and tried hard to help take the blame:

"I ate three strings, and the youngest ate three strings."

So they didn't eat too much.

Yuan Jiang:...This child still can't lie.

If they really ate it according to the specifications, why would they hide the sticks out of guilt?

Moreover, each child is entitled to four strings of candied haws per month, and there are records of how much each person received and when. If he really wants to check, he can just ask the colleague who records these.

But seeing how guilty Song Yao wanted to hide his whole body under the quilt, and how hard Zhao Xiaodong was trying to make it up despite knowing he couldn't lie, Yuan Jiang sighed silently.

Shen Sheng said: "Don't eat too much next time. Eating too much is not good for your health."

Although he didn't plan to argue this time, he still warned the two of them:

"If I eat as much as I did today, I will call home."

Song Yao weakly raised his head out of the bed and said with a guilty conscience:

"Not next time."

In fact, he knew how to measure things before, but today was the first time that he relied on his own ability to earn candied haws from his classmates.

A total of two heroes were added to the novel, a miracle doctor, a martial arts leader, and Her Majesty the Queen. Counting those given by Zhao Xiaodong, a total of six bunches of candied haws were obtained in exchange.

Song Yao generously gave Zhao Xiaodong two skewers, and he originally planned to eat the remaining four skewers slowly.

As a result, I finished reading the book without realizing it.

After eating, the child regretted it. It would be great to eat one stick a day. He ate it in one go and then had to wait slowly.

So he has a very positive attitude towards admitting his mistakes.

Yuan Jiang also saw that Song Yao did not admit his mistake because he "ate too much candied haws", but regretted it because he "ate it all in one go", and more importantly, he felt guilty about being caught by an adult.

But even children are inevitably greedy. In the past, Song Yao had never been restricted in how many candied haws he could eat. Now that his portion was suddenly restricted, it was normal for him to be unable to resist.

Yuan Jiang returned to his dormitory without pursuing anything further this time. Song Yao breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the quilt and sat up.

"Huh! You scared me! I thought brother Yuan Jiang was going to be angry."

Yuan Jiang is very scary when he is angry.

Because he will not be angry with Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong, but will silently blame himself.

Rather than making brother Yuan Jiang uncomfortable, the two children were more accepting of being spanked by their grandmothers.

At least it hurts them.

Zhao Xiaodong also looked relieved:

"Don't do this next time. If you eat four sticks, you won't be afraid of damaging your teeth."

Song Yao hugged the quilt with a guilty conscience:

"I didn't expect it either. I finished it by accident."

Although he regretted it, Song Yao still felt very satisfied after eating four sticks of lollipops in one go.

He smacked his mouth, thinking that in the future he must develop the technology that can perfectly regenerate teeth. In this case, he could eat as many skewers as he wanted and would no longer be afraid of tooth decay. Hahahahahaha...

While Song Yao and the others were taking a nap, a guest came from HKUST.

He was dressed formally, carrying a briefcase in his hand, and his hair was carefully oiled.

It's just that the expression is a bit off.

He stood at the school gate hesitantly and didn't go in for a full two minutes.

Two security men were sitting in the room looking at him through the small window.

"Are you here to apply for a job?"

"Let me see, the top of your head is not bald, right?"

"Are you here to see your wife or girlfriend? Are you a little older?"

"It's also possible that he's showing his age. There are a lot of people showing their age nowadays."

Just when they were eager to take out a plate of melon seeds to eat, the comrade finally did not hesitate and strode towards this side.

"Hello, comrade, how can I get to the junior class? This is my ID. I called the principal before coming here."

One of the security guards took it over and saw that he was actually a state cadre. He looked at him in surprise:

"Hey, hello, Comrade Liu, the junior class is right over there, the newest building with red bricks on the outside."

That's right, the person coming is none other than Director Liu.

He never expected it.

Even though he was transferred to the capital to work, he still couldn't avoid the work that rewarded Song Yao and the others.

Because of Song Yao's classmate, he was admitted to the junior class of Capital University of Science and Technology.

The leader thought about his previous experience of dealing with Song Yao twice, and thought that an experienced person is better than a novice.

So, he came again.

Director Liu's previous hesitation was mainly because he was too impressed by the first two times. This time he wanted to show his stability and generosity.

It couldn't be like the previous two times, especially the first one, that advertising conference, no, it was a commendation conference. He felt that he would never forget it for another fifty years.

Walking on the campus of HKUST, looking at the flowers, trees, and young students of HKUST, Director Liu gradually felt relieved.

This is the right environment.

In fact, he thought about it carefully later.

I think the reason why I was shocked in the first two commendations was because the environment was not right.

Whether it's Dashu Village or Xinghe County, everyone seems to be overly enthusiastic.

Look at how normal the environment at HKUST is.

Students talking in low voices.

The teacher with a solemn face.

Fruit trees bearing fruit.

Classmate Song Yao must have become much calmer in such an environment.

Director Liu nodded in his mind and walked towards the place pointed by the security guard, and was about to register. As soon as the military comrades heard that he was here to see Song Yao, they immediately said:

"Classmate Song Yao is not in Qiming Building. He was sent to the infirmary."

Director Liu raised his head in shock: "Infirmary?? What's wrong? Is he sick? Is it serious? What's the reason for his illness?"

The soldier comrade shook his head:

"I don't know, it seems like my stomach hurts, and my face turned pale from the pain."

It doesn't make sense that Song Yao's illness occurred too quickly.

Comrade Yuan Jiang was so frightened that his face was even whiter than Song Yao's. He hugged a nine-year-old child as if he were holding air, and rushed to the infirmary at high speed.

They were accompanied by three comrades, and they all brought enough bullets with them to prepare for emergencies.

After hearing this, Director Liu wished he could bring a bunch of bullets with him, even though he couldn't fire a gun.

How can a sudden illness occur?

In such a safe University of Science and Technology, I ate in the cafeteria with strict security checks, slept in a dormitory where nearly ten soldiers were stationed, and there was Yuan Jiang taking care of me.

It doesn't make sense.

Countless possibilities rushed through his mind in an instant.

Spies poison.

Suffering from serious illness.

By the way, Song Yao is from Xinghe and may not adapt to the environment of the capital.

He was only nine years old and unfamiliar with the place. He came to college at a young age with only Zhao Xiaodong and Yuan Jiang around him. It was very possible to get sick.

As Director Liu followed a military comrade to the infirmary, all kinds of thoughts were in his mind.

As soon as he stepped into the door of the infirmary, he heard Song Yao crying loudly inside.

I cried so wronged and loudly.

Director Liu was anxious and wanted to go in quickly to comfort him, but before he could go in, a figure rushed past him.

He took a closer look and saw an old man with gray hair, running and shouting:

"Classmate Song Yao, what's wrong with you? Is it serious? What's going on?"

Director Liu: ...a very familiar word.

Before he could think of anything else, another figure rushed past him:

"Teacher, don't run so fast. Hello, classmate Song Yao. We meet again. Teacher, take a breath and take your time."

Director Liu: ...who is this young man?

Then another one rushed over.

Lang Qing gasped: "Why are you sick? The child is crying so hard. Doctor, please help him stop the pain."

Director Liu: "..."

He just wanted to ask if anyone else was going to break in.

Don't tell me, it really does exist.

This time, before I entered, the sound was already heard, and a childish voice shouted:

"Song Yao, what's wrong with you?"

"Teacher, Song Yao is not serious, right?"

"Song Yao cried so loudly, he must be in pain."

Drill one side into it like a dumpling.

Director Liu's last expression was numb.

He still felt strange when he saw a child standing in front of him and refused to go in:

"You won't go in?"

Child Monday: “There’s no room to squeeze in.”

Director Liu: "??"

How is it possible? Such a big house.

As a result, when he turned around, the room was indeed overcrowded. Adults and children crowded the entire infirmary.

The students in the junior class were well behaved and stopped making noises after entering the room. The only sound in the room was Song Yao's loud crying.

He lay in Yuan Jiang's arms, crying so hard that he didn't stop making a sound.

Zhao Xiaodong stood beside him, extremely anxious, holding Song Yao's hand to see the doctor.

Yuan Jiang had just finished answering the doctor's question. His face had no expression, but his lips were extremely white. He pursed his lips and frowned and asked:

"Doctor, is it a big problem?"

Everyone in the room, including Director Liu and Zhou Yiyi who were standing at the door, held their breath nervously.

Comrade doctor: "Judging from the current situation, the problem is not big. As long as you prescribe medicine and take it, you will be fine soon."

Hearing that he would be fine soon, Song Yao's cries turned into lower volume sobs.

Lang Qing on the side quickly asked: "What caused it? We pay close attention to all aspects of this child."

Comrade doctor: "I ate too much candied haws."

Song Yao cried.

The child felt guilty and buried his face in Yuan Jiang's chest, pretending that he couldn't hear anything.

Director Liu at the door: "..."

He was obviously relieved.

But why is there a feeling of "sure enough".

Fortunately, this time he was not only here to praise Song Yao, but also the other children in the youth class.

These children currently look like normal children.

It shouldn't go astray again this time, right?

Director Liu was breathing a sigh of relief, and Zhou Yiyi, who was also relieved, finally had the energy to observe this uncle he had never seen before.

He looked curiously at the camera held by Director Liu:

"Uncle, you are not from our school, are you? I have never seen you."

Director Liu replied with a smile: "It's true that I'm not. I came to your school on business."

Monday’s eyes lit up:

"Uncle, I think you seem to have a guaranteed job. Are you a reporter? Are you here to interview us?"

He was eager to try: "Then can I also be interviewed?"

Monday patted himself and introduced:

"I have a miserable life experience, a lone star in the sky, and my younger brother depends on each other for life. The whole family treats us as transparent people, so we have to run away from home to attend the University of Science and Technology. How miserable!!"

Director Liu: "..."

These words sound really miserable.

For a child, it was simply horrific.

But why is this child's tone full of pride?

Where is the pride in these things? ?

Director Liu silently took back what he had thought before.

Should have expected it.

Where classmate Song Yao is, how could he not go astray?