Chapter 20:

When I went to the base the next day, the thick atmosphere was swept away, and the whole classroom was shrouded in a confusing atmosphere.
Especially the strange breath emanating from a certain leader, and the intoxicating gaze ... made Zhu Yun numb.
"Tumbling."
In the smokey mist, Li Xiao whispered softly.
Zhu Yun: "............"
He knew about Zhang Xiaobei?
Looking at the expression ... it must be.
Zhu Yun sat calmly in his seat and turned over the computer. She didn't have time to pay attention to Li Qiu. After several days off, she had to speed up and integrate the project.
Li Yao propped his head in his hands and said, "His Royal Highness."
Zhu Yun aimed at him, Li Qiu seemed to be smiling, but said thoughtfully: "It's really Her Royal Highness."
Without saying a word, Zhu Yun sighed: "It really opened my eyes."
Zhu Yun thought he didn't exist.
Li Yao turned his head to Gao Jianhong and said: "So, I am not in line with all women whose IQ exceeds 60."
Gao Jianhong laughed tremblingly.
If you can only choose between "IQ is below sixty" and "I do not match you", then I will definitely choose to tear you up into the wild.
Zhu Yun put the book on the table and looked at him calmly:
"Are you still working?"
Li Xie turned his head to the side and laughed:
"Fuck."
Putting it back into work, Zhu Yun opened the project schedule to see the time, and asked Li Qiu: "It seems that it is too late before the holiday."
Li Xiao said lazily: "You can just finish the work you have arranged, and you don't have to worry about the rest."
Zhu Yun feels that he will be desperate a week later.
Not only the base project, but also her final exam. Mother's words still echoed in the ears-"Review well, I will see your final grades at that time."
Such mysterious pressure ...
Zhu Yun sighed in his heart, not paying attention to Li Xie's eyes, the latter gave her a playful smile, and continued to write down the code.
Zhu Yun suddenly got angry ...
At noon, Zhu Yun did not go to the cafeteria to eat in a hurry.
The base is quiet, only the crackling keyboard sound. After a while, the voice came to an end, Li Jiao closed the computer.
"Don't eat?"
Zhu Yun shook his head: "You go."
Li Yao stretched his waist and said, "So hard?" He glanced at her, "" The Basic Principles of Marxism "..." After two seconds, taunted, "The princess's ideological realm is different."
"..." Zhu Yun looked at him: "Don't you need to review?"
Li Yao: "No."
Zhu Yun smiled sweetly, "Yes, your Marx and Mao General are within five points of the passing line each time, and they are very stable. You really don't need to review."
Li Xiao raised an eyebrow.
What's wrong?
Li Yao turned around and walked away without looking after her.
Zhu Yun was the only one left at the base, and she took all her time to bear her heart.
Once people are invested, time will pass quickly. While Zhu Yun is thinking and analyzing the characteristics of my country's current basic social contradictions and ways to resolve these contradictions, a flying missile hits her and interrupts all thoughts.
"Hey!" She cried out, holding her head.
The missile rolled twice on the table and finally stopped.
A cream bread.
Li Diao sat down next to her, satiated, and he yawned comfortably.
Zhu Yun read the book again. The characteristics of the current basic social contradictions ... First of all, what is it?
Lying trough, forgot? ? ?
Zhu Yun quickly raised his spirit and regrouped.
Productivity and production relations, economic foundations and superstructures are the basic driving force for social development, rooted in class struggles and societies with basic social contradictions
"Bring me a glass of water."
...
The social revolution and—
"It's going to be cold."
I was interrupted again, and I could n’t wear my thoughts. This kind of feeling that the knowledge point was stuck halfway back was the same as peeing and half hard to hold back. Zhu Yun was about to explode.
Li Dao urged her: "Hurry up." Zhu Yun took Li Deng's glass to get the water. Li Diao was relaxing, took the glass and took a big sip without thinking, and then sprayed it out directly.
Zhu Yun sighed heartily when he watched Li Yao's blushing from hot water to the root of his neck.
It was a pleasure watching him deflate.
Unfortunately, her joy did not hold on for ten seconds. Li Diao threw the cup, kicked the table hard with his foot, and slid away from the seat.
Zhu Yun turned her head and ran, but apparently, she overestimated her motor nerves and underestimated the length of Li Yi ’s legs. At the moment when her neck was pinched, Zhu Yun closed her eyes and the strong man thought like a broken wrist--
Die if you die! Worth it!
People were carried to the table.
Li Yao often knocked on the keyboard with his fingers, slender and strong, he pressed her on the table and looked down at her from top to bottom.
...
No matter how cruel the picture in front of me, the tones in the midday are too beautiful.
He greeted the sun.
Shoulders, neck, collarbone, jaw curvature ...
Zhu Yun had to admit that, apart from the blown-out yellow hair and the unbeatable character, everything on Li Jiao was very delicate. This exquisiteness reminded her of the first time she saved money to buy imported mechanical pencils, put on the inner core, and wrote a pensive affectionately in the exercise book.
The feeling that it was smooth and soft and extremely smooth even on the roughest paper was exactly the same.
"Choose a way to die."
...
It would be nice if he kept shutting up.
Zhu Yun struggled: "You hit me first."
"Ok?"
With a hard hand, Li Yun shook his legs. His effort is not pinching hard, but kneading from side to side, like his usual pastime trick-an upgraded version of rubbing cigarettes.
She tried to reason.
"I carry things ... you always interrupt me."
Li Xiao snorted.
Zhu Yun: "I will review at this time at noon. I didn't listen to my politics lesson in the second half of the semester. I will not be too late for the exam next week."
You have to be reasonable, brother!
Li Yao looked at her expressionlessly, seeming to taste something.
For a while, laugh.
"Neck is quite thin."
The heart trembled.
The sunlight in the room shattered into gold dust instantly.
At this moment, a woman ’s voice came from behind—
"Zhu Yun, what are you doing?"
Cold water was dripping down the head, and Zhu Yun's back was numb.
Folded life.
Li Yao turned his head and looked at teacher Zhang, who was standing at the door, and a middle-aged woman beside him. The woman just asked what she said. She smiled and looked very kind.
Zhu Yun straightened up, ignoring the speed of his heartbeat, and came over calmly, saying hello to the teacher, "Mr. Zhang is good." He turned to look at the middle-aged woman and whispered, "Mom, why are you here?"
Mother said, "I saw your dad before."
"Ok."
"He has too many things, and he has no time to accompany you. It happened that my school had a few days off, so I came to see you."
"I'm fine."
The mother smiled, and Teacher Zhang said beside her, "I knew you were here. Your mother will come to see you, so don't be busy, go and eat with your mother."
"Okay." She went back to get the bag and said to Li Xie, "I'm leaving now."
Li Xiao raised an eyebrow. Zhu Yun returned to her mother, "Let's go, I just haven't eaten yet."
Zhu Yun left with her mother, glanced secretly at the room before leaving, and Li Deng returned to his chair, turned on the computer, and ripped the bag of cream bread on the table to eat.
In the canteen, Zhu Yun cooked meals and sat face to face with his mother.
"Eat too little," said the mother. "Can nutrition keep up?"
"Can keep up ..."
This is all swallowed.
"I talked to your teacher. He didn't know that you were called by the graduate tutor to do the project. Why don't you tell the class teacher if you have something? Trust the teacher."
The point is that it is useless to tell him.
"Or does the drop in grade have little to do with this?"
Zhu Yun was almost choked to death when asked by her mother in a faint sentence. She looked to the opposite side. Her mother's expression was ordinary. I wonder if it was serious or a joke.
"That practice base, I heard from your class teacher, I used it for the second class credit."
"Well." Zhu Yun nodded.
"This is the first year, don't worry so much."
Zhu Yun nodded again.
"Don't go after that."
She can do nothing but nod.
Seeing her answer, the mother picked up the spoon and scooped up the soup. The kelp soup was so poorly prepared that the mother took a sip and frowned, "Oh, why is it so salty?"
Zhu Yun: "The soup in the cafeteria has always been salty. Should we go outside and eat?"
"Don't, don't trouble, just eat here." The mother looked around and sighed, "University is so good, so energetic."
Zhu Yun: "Your high school is not very good."
The mother shook her head again and again and said, "No high school, now the pressure to go to college is too great to be upset."
After eating, Zhu Yun asked his mother: "Where do you live? Is the hotel in the school?"
"No, I can't live, just to see you, and I will go back."
"So anxious."
The mother touched her head and said, "I have to send something to your dad, and I will go back at night, you are good."
"Ok."
Zhu Yun sent his mother to the school gate and stopped another car to rent a car. When preparing to separate, my mother said, "The person in the classroom just now is your classmate?"
Zhu Yun nodded.
"Stay away from him, unlike a serious child."
Did not respond.
The door of the car was opened, and the mother still didn't hear Zhu Yun answer.
She turned her head and looked at Zhu Yun.
"Look at his dress, what kind of hair is dyed, is it ridiculous?" The mother told Zhu Yun calmly, "Although young people pursue individuality, they have a degree in everything. I have walked through the school, I have not seen This is what he looks like. What did your mother tell you from childhood? "
You told me a lot from childhood ... Which sentence ...
"We must get along peacefully with everyone, and do not engage in specialization. Those who escape from the collective will always struggle."
It turned out to be this sentence. Zhu Yun nodded: "I know."
The mother smiled comfortably and stroked Zhu Yun's hair. "Review well, but don't put too much pressure on it. My mother hopes you get good grades, but I hope you are healthy and happy. You have always been the pride of your mother. Go back to the dormitory and pay attention to lunch break.
Zhu Yun: "Good."

The base is quiet.
Near the end of the semester, everyone went to review, fewer and fewer people came, plus winter, the temperature was cold, and the classroom looked particularly deserted.
Li Dao quickly wrote the program, and soon, stopped.
He turned his head, still with the coldness of facing the computer, without saying a word.
Zhu Yun sat down and poked him on the shoulder.
"You ate my bread, remember to buy it tomorrow."