Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

In the afternoon, the sun is slightly slanted, and the cool autumn wind blows through the mountains, blowing people's hearts.

The afternoon activities are still mountain climbing, but unlike the morning, the team that climbed this mountain was divided into six groups, each group also looks like five or six people.

Wang Peng naturally followed the Lu Zhou, and Luo Wenxuan had just returned to Jinling for less than half a year. He was not very familiar with other faculty and staff, and he did not want to hook up with other sisters during this time, so he also followed the team. .

Then there was the little apprentice Han Mengqi, Lin Assistant, and the two sisters of the Foreign Languages ​​Institute. One has a long black hair and a long hair. The major is Spanish. Last year, I became a counselor. I have a relatively lively personality. It is a kind of self-satisfaction. Although she is a foreign language school, she has no life. The feeling of points.

“Speaking, is Professor Lu coming to Zijin Mountain for the first time?”

Lu Zhou thought for a while and simply replied: "That is not."

After all, his villa is at the foot of the Purple Mountain, and it’s uphill to go out.

"We locals rarely come."

"You are Jinling local?"

"Yeah, what about you?"

"My Jiangling."

The female counselor at the Foreign Languages ​​Institute smiled happily and said: "Gang Ling, it’s only one word. Hey, it seems that we have a fate."

Lu Zhou: "...?"

Is this a fate?

It’s not very boring to have someone talking along the way. Stop and stop along the way, and walked for about an hour. When passing a nice maple forest, the pedestrian decided to stop and rest.

Lu Zhou had not had time to find a stone stool to sit down. The female counselor of the foreign language school excitedly grabbed his arm and cut the phone to the camera and handed it to Wang Peng. Wang Peng handed a questioning look to Lu Zhou and saw that he had returned a helpless expression, so he shook his head with a smile and took a few steps back to prepare for the photo.

Sitting on a bench not far away, Han Mengqi swayed with two calves, and from time to time, the two people standing next to the maple leaf forest floated away, and the eyes unconsciously took a few envy.

In fact, she also wants to stand there and take a group photo.

But somehow, every time such an idea emerges, an emotion that is not open will come to mind and block all the words in the throat.

"Do you like Professor Lu?"

Was shocked by this sudden sound, Han Mengqi almost did not jump off the stone stool, looked back and found Lin assistant, suddenly glanced at her with a sullen look.

"No, no! What are you talking about?"

Lin Yuxiang grinned a bit, but pretended to kneel innocently.

"I didn't say anything, just saw that you were watching him along the way, and asked if you were curious."

Eyes staring at Lin Yuxiang, Han Mengqi snorted for a long time without talking.

After a while, she snorted softly.

"Light me... you yourself?"

"I?" Lin Yuxiang smiled and said, "Professor Lu is not my dish, I really didn't like him."

The frivolous tone makes it impossible to see whether it is frank or false.

After all, she has always been like this.

Staring at her for a while did not see the true and false, Han Mengqi pretended to see through and seemed to snorted, reluctantly said.

"...hey, liar."

Lin Yuxiang’s mouth twitched a sigh of sorrow. “I need to lie to you? Well... although I don’t mind what happened with him.”

As soon as he heard what happened, Han Mengqi’s face brushed red, like a frightened rabbit, and the whole person’s momentum changed.

"Isn't that strange? I don't like it, why do you want to send it... What happened."

Looking at her fried hair, Lin Yuxiang suddenly felt that this little girl who loved the truth was very fun, so she couldn't help but tease her.

"This is strange, handsome, rich, and has no bad hobbies. The temperament is quite attractive. Don't say it is me. Many people actually hold similar ideas, such as... you see that The lady who took the photo with Professor Lu, who was brave in the eyes of a carnivorous animal, and she could not only hold the idea of ​​playing with her."

"Well……"

A pair of bright nephews glared at Lin Yuxiang, Han Mengqi snorted and did not speak.

Looking at the clear pupil, I don’t know why Lin Yuxiang’s heart is inexplicably irritated by a deep resentment.

However, this resentment was only a flash of light. She looked at the little girl with a funny look and continued to say: "In my opinion, it is rather strange to you. It is another idea in my heart, but I dare not admit it. ”

After all, she did not wait for Han Mengqi to answer, but she turned and went, but she just took two steps and stopped her footsteps.

"But well... if you want to be more frank, I can help you."

Throwing this sentence, she walked away in the direction of the roadside toilet.

Looking at the back of Lin Yuxiang turned away, Han Mengqi whispered a word.

"Why do I have to believe in you..."

"No, I don't like him!"

The atmosphere smashed a foot, and I don’t know if I was angry with myself or someone else’s. Han Mengqi also turned and left.

......

In the evening, the evening is slightly oblique.

Six teams arrived at their destinations and gathered on a mountain called Purple Mountain, which is not named.

It is said that it is a mountain peak. In fact, Lu Zhou feels that he can go up a little further, but there is no flat stone road to go up. There were only a few courageous and more active male teachers who went to the mountains with a few female teachers. Most of them stayed at the meeting point and set up a carbon stove on the concrete vacant lot.

By the way, this band is itself a wild spot, so you can use an open flame, but you must take away the garbage and pay attention to safety.

Carrying a plastic bucket and coming over, watching Wang Lu, who was sitting there, did not move, Wang Peng smiled and said.

"Why don't you pick two fish to roast?"

"You bake me, I like it more than grilled fish."

"Well, you just wait to eat," he threw a few treated small squids in plastic buckets. Wang Peng clap his hands and stood up. "I will go over a few more."

The dark side of the sky is dark, and the fire in the distance is like a phoenix tree and a ginkgo sea. It can't distinguish between heaven and earth.

The flame of the carbon stove burned slowly, printed in the world of autumn leaves, and it was very sensation at first glance. The young ladies and sisters of several foreign language schools have excitedly pulled out their mobile phones and left a group photo next to this beautiful scenery.

As for Lu Zhou, he didn't have much interest in taking pictures, so he found a comfortable position, sat down on the phoenix tree, and took out his mobile phone and quietly brushed up the paper he hadn't finished reading.

The time was quiet and flowing, and soon the fragrance of the grilled fish roast was filled in the open space.

Holding a few squid on the sign in the hand, looking at the rising smoke, Wang Peng smiled and said: "Barbecue is the only cooking method I am good at."

Did not go to his true language, Lu Zhou asked casually: "In addition to barbecue?"

"Hot Pot."

Lu Zhou: "...is this cooking?"

Wang Peng grinned and said: "I can count the food!"

The barbecue meeting has been getting around seven or eight in the evening.

After finishing the **** on the ground, the group went to the school bus and returned to the hotel halfway up the mountain.

Originally, Lu Zhou was planning to go back to the room to rest, but at the recommendation of Lao Tang, went to the hotel's hot spring for a while.

I have to admit that this hot spring bubble is so comfortable that Lu Zhou does not want to entangle whether it is artificial or natural.

I wiped the water off my body, put on clean clothes, and went to the vending machine to buy a can of coffee. Lu Zhou was preparing to go back to the room, but Han Mengqi, who just saw the wet hair, was sitting on the chair next to the guardrail. daze.

Looking at the automatic vending machine, Lu Zhou thought for a while, bought a can of hot milk, then went over to her and sat down next to the chair.

"When the hair is not blown, let it blow, be careful of a cold," put the can of hot milk on the glass table, and Lu Zhou opened the ring of the coffee pot and took a sip.

Han Mengqi looked at Lu Zhou with some dodge and gently tapped his head.

"Well, I will go back later."

Lu Zhou nodded and said nothing.

Looking at the night scene outside the window, he sat in the chair and rested for about two minutes, then stood up with his armrests and was ready to leave.

However, before he even took two steps, Han Mengqi suddenly stopped him.

"Wait."

Lu Zhou went back and asked.

"What's matter?"

The little ankle stepped on the edge of the wicker chair, Han Mengqi with his arms on his knees shrank down on the backrest and whispered.

"Can you sit with me for a while?"

Lu Zhou thought for a while and nodded.

"can."

Going back to the chair and sitting down, the two did not speak again.

Lu Zhou, while drinking coffee, looked at Han Mengqi strangely.

I always feel that she has something to say, but she can't say it.

However, he did not go too far, and did not ask.

Everyone has their own troubles and secrets, and it is very rude to arbitrarily inquire.

It’s been about ten minutes.

The arm holding his knees tightened slightly, Han Mengqi raised his eyes and quickly glanced at Lu Zhou, whispering a question outside of Lu Zhou’s surprise.

"How do you see my sister?"

"... Chen Yushan?"

The line of sight passed through the night, looking at the lights of the distant city, feeling the cool evening wind fiddling with the bangs, Lu Zhou seriously thought about this problem for a while, and replied truthfully, "a friend who is very easy to get along with."

There are probably two types of friends.

One is a friend who has a common language, such as Luo Shixiong.

The other is that there is no common language, but the kind of accidental chat.

For himself, the school sister is probably the latter, and it is one of the few.

As for other feelings...

He thought about it carefully, and it seems that he really hasn't.

The expression on Han Mengqi’s face did not know whether it was disappointment or something, and bowed his head and whispered.

"Just like this?"

Lu Zhou looked at her strangely: "Is there any problem?"

"Do not……"

Embedding his chin between his knees, Han Mengqi slightly lowered his forehead.

Because of the light and angle, Lu Zhou couldn't see the expression on her face, only to hear a whisper of whisper from the gently swaying skirt.

"……It's nothing."