Ruo Chun and Jing Ming

chapter22

When Du Ruo sent the gyroscope, sound-sensitive light-sensitive thermal sensor, inclination sensor, and acceleration sensor to the office in a brain, Teacher Yang Changqing was really surprised:

"You did it yourself?"

"Well, I did it myself."

"nice."

"Teacher, please let me follow the lab, fight, and help my brothers work. I have no one to do things alone, I have to make a lot of detours."

Yang Changqing did not answer directly, and asked: "Do you like this business?"

"Like." She nodded hard.

"Why do you like it? I remember when you started school, you said you didn't know much about it."

She smiled unconsciously: "I feel that dealing with the machine is real. Whatever you give, it's nothing, no more, no luck, and never disappoint. They are like life, you just need to take every step seriously Well, in the end, it will definitely respond to you. "

She said that she touched the heat sensitive container on the table, and the light turned on as soon as she touched her finger.

Yang Changqing smiled: "OK, come on."

Du Ruoshi was overjoyed: "Thank you teacher."

Since then, a girl, she began to run with her brothers in the laboratory factory, and began to deal with machine tool rig files. Naturally, she also received a lot of help from her predecessors.

These days are flying fast, and in a blink of an eye it is the new year.

On New Year's Day, it snowed in Beijing.

Du Ruo and He Huanhuan, the two southern girls, had never seen snow and were so excited to jump up and down that they almost planted in the snow and rolled.

Xia Nan and Qiu Yuchen rolled their eyes together: "Yes, yes, it's snow, white snow. I don't know if the sky is golden."

"You roll your eyes and try again." Du Ruo grabbed a ball of snow and hit Xia Nan's head.

"You're going to die!" Xia Nan broke down for a second, and returned with a pile of snow.

The four huddled in the snow.

Du Ruo pinched the snowball in his hand and threw it out. Qiu Yuchen hid and the snowball hit the passing boy.

Li Qinghe.

"Ah, brother, sorry." She immediately ran to apologize.

"It's okay." Li Qinghe patted Xue with a smile, "I remember you are a Southerner, right. Normal, normal."

Du Ruo: "..."

Qiu Yuchen pretended to be on the side: "Yes, brother, Xiaocao in our family has never seen anything in the world, and it makes you laugh."

Li Qing and Haha laughed.

Du Ruo turned back: "I'm going to die."

Qiu Yuchen finished his troubles, sticking his tongue away.

Li Qinghe looked at Du Ruo with a smile, and said, "Just right, I have something to do with you."

"What is it?"

"Well, this is the first time you have participated in a debate in the club."

She was embarrassed: "Ah? Did you record it?"

"Help you to fill in the gaps and improve quickly."

"Thank you. Ah, by the way, you've read all the debate materials you borrowed from me last time, and will return them to you the other day."

"Okay, don't worry."

After Li Qinghe explained, there was still something left, so he left first.

Du Ruo watched him leave, and bumped into the unpleasant eyes of the three girls.

He Huanhuan: "There are problems."

Qiu Yuchen: "There is a situation."

Xia Nan: "There is treacherous. Love."

Du Ruo: "..."

She didn't think about it at all, and said casually: "Brother is so talented and handsome, will he see me?"

He Huan was not happy: "Why don't I look at you and you look good."

Du Ruo's eyes quickly glared: "If you have a problem with your eyes, I think I look good."

Qiu Yuchen said: "You look a lot better than when you first enrolled. You look better, and your skin has turned a few degrees, water and spirit."

Xia Nan said slowly: "Well, my taste has also improved, unlike when I first came here, wear some inexplicable clothes."

"..." Du Ruo said silently, "Do you praise me or hurt me?"

However, it was exaggerated or damaged, she did not mind.

If you really want to say what is the difference between her and the original, it is probably that she will take good care of her external appearance, but will not be trapped in it. She will always care about and speculate on other people's opinions; Will not blindly inferiority, and always compete with others.

Step by step, she walks methodically, learns happily and efficiently, broadens her horizons, makes new friends, walks more places, reads more books, and learns more.

As my heart slowly widens, her courage grows bigger. Some things she thought she would never do, she also started to try.

For example, dancing at the prom.

There is a tradition in their academy, and every year the New Year's Ball is held on the first Sunday after the New Year. The freshman class has to prepare a dance show.

Du Ruoban was just a girl, solo dancing was too difficult, and the show was given to the boys.

She was quiet, and He Huanhuan came to her door and said that their class would arrange a dance for men and women. It would take four men and four women, but there were only three girls in the class and they wanted to borrow Du Ruo.

She agreed quickly. For a while, she couldn't refuse her friend. Secondly, He Huanhuan showed her a video. The dance combined the elements of flamenco, samba, and tango. It was enthusiastic and highly expressive, and she felt itchy.

She and her team studied for five nights, and they were done.

On the eve of the party, Xia Nan drew a heavy makeup on Du Ruo, fluttering long eyelashes, and smoky eyes makeup; white cheeks, and red lips with flames.

Then she curled her shoulder-length half-length hair with a curly hair stick and made a big one-time wave, tied a red hair hoop, and replaced it with a dancing red backless skirt.

After she was dressed up, Qiu Yuchen's eyes widened: "I'm going, Du Ruo has become a goblin."

Du Ruo looked at the gorgeous and pretty girl in the mirror, and almost did not smirk: "My mother, what the **** is this?"

"Crap, can't you wear heavy makeup without dancing?" Said the stylist Xia Nan.

"Xing Xing Xing, Mei Meimei." Du Ruoxi went out with a smile.

Prom night is already deep winter.

The snow keeps drifting.

Du Ruo, He Huanhuan, and Xu Kesuyan of their class, the four of them dressed in dancing red skirts, stepping on red high heels, wrapped themselves in a down jacket, and flew in the cold campus at night.

Snowflakes danced, making the girls' red dresses brighter in the night.

It's too cold outside, and the cold and clear air stimulates the nerves of people, making people abnormally excited.

They ran skirts around the campus and laughed.

Facing the wind and snow all the way, ran down to the towering teaching building.

It was a modern grey building.

The large event hall is on the second floor and a separate outdoor staircase leads to the event hall.

Steel stairs are covered with snow and footprints.

Upstairs, someone came in and out, and the door of the hall was pushed open and closed. The loud music burst out and was tightened again.

Du Ruo clutched her skirt and ran upstairs. Three others followed closely behind.

He Huanhuan: "Hurry up! It's been a long time since then, hurry up!"

Licensing: "Fuck, I'm frozen to death, I'm frozen to death. The shoes are going to fall."

Du Ruo: "You said, if we are wearing red shoes, will we stop dancing and stop, just like in Andersen's fairy tales, and finally we will cut off our feet?"

Su Yan: "Ah ?? The foot was cut off? The version I saw was taking off the shoes."

Du Ruo: "You are an improved version. The real thing is that the girl wearing red shoes can't take off her shoes and can only chop her feet. Oh, yes, and Cinderella, her two sisters are wearing glass shoes , One cut off his toes, one cut off his heels ... "

He Huanhuan: "Shut up! You have a neurosis! Destroy my childhood!"

"Haha, this is the truth, wouldn't you rather be deceived?" Du Ruo laughed, looking back at her, while quickly going up the stairs.

"Be careful!" He Huanhuan slipped under his feet and grasped the handrails of the railing. "The stairs are icy and slippery."

"It's okay, I'm up ..." Du Ruo stepped on the last step, and on the step, a tall figure pushed out the door of the hall. Music, vocals, hit like a tide.

Du Ruo was startled, stepped on a skate under his feet, crooked high heels, and suddenly turned,

"what!!"

She fell down the stairs.

As soon as the boy came out of the room holding the phone, he saw a curly girl in a red skirt twist her high heels and roll down the stairs.

He didn't even think about it. He stepped forward quickly, reached out and grabbed her arm, and with a little force, she dropped her body and was recovered.

She grasped his arm tightly with both hands reflexively, like a life-saving straw.

saved.

She hadn't let go, but knew that she was panting.

"Are you okay?" He asked lightly, without being concerned.

Du Ruo was shocked, slowly raised his head, and bumped into Jing Mingqingjun's face.

In the snowy night, his eyes were dark and bright.

The moment she saw the girl's face, Jing Ming frowned, and then frowned.

He glanced up and down and barely recognized him. Smoky makeup, bright red lips, big curly hair, red skirt.

she was……

what the hell?

"Du Ruo, are you okay?" He Huanhuan rushed to help her.

"It's okay." Du Ruo quickly let go of Jing Ming's hand, stood up, didn't bother and laughed, and thought about it, although reluctant, but whispered, "Thank you."

He didn't reply, put his mobile phone in his ear and went to the terrace to answer the phone.

The wind and snow were heavy outside, and the four rushed into the room.

Xu Ke: "I heard Jiang Xiaoyun chased after him for a long time."

Su Yan: "Ah? Jiang Xiaoyun is so beautiful."

Xu Ke: "Who knows that it is too lazy to fall in love, it is better to play with robots."

Su Yan: "... the world of genius, I don't understand mortals."

Du Ruo ignored her and rolled his eyes lightly.

He Huanhuan whispered: "Don't talk, the next one is us."

Several people stopped talking and walked to the sidelines.

In the large event hall, students sit or stand around in a circle, and the center is the stage.

At this moment, Wang Huaiyu is performing ballet, representing the mechatronics class.

Du Ruo watched.

Huaiyu is dressed in a white ballet skirt, dancing gracefully, like a white swan.

Du Ruo is envious, but he will not fall into self-denial as easily as he once did.

Ballet is classical and elegant, and their dances are enthusiastic, and the contrasts and contrasts of different styles are believed to bring everyone a completely different visual enjoyment.

Soon after, Wang Huaiyu finished the performance and ended gracefully with thanks.

There was applause.

The white swan swam off the stage and the red butterfly flew up.

Du Ruo is here.

The four men and four women stood in the middle of the venue, and each pair of men and women posed away from each other, with a look of pride on their faces and disdain each other.

Suddenly, music started. The Spanish-style tunes are warm and free.

Du Ruo slightly raised her chin and raised her slender arms. She patted her hands twice, stepped on the bright beat, shook her skirt, twisted her waist and hips, and circled the boy, dancing a lively and passionate dance.

Jing Ming opened the door and came in, and just saw this scene.

The red skirt was like fire, and the naked skin on the girl's back was whiter than snow.

With a big smile on her face, she was jumping against her partner, sometimes with her shoulders twisted, her eyebrows approaching each other; sometimes she raised her eyebrows, pretending to be away from each other pretentiously.

Teasing each other and checking each other out, the only thing that remains unchanged is the hot and expressive emotions.

The girl's wavy red dress fluttered like a butterfly; the smile on her face was like a blooming flower.

Even the curls of hair curled smartly on her slender shoulders like life.

Jing Ming leaned against the wall and looked at the dancing people in the center of the venue, raising his eyebrows slightly, his expression dull.

The girl in the center of the stage had eyes painted like wild cats, and her lips were dazzlingly out of shape. The same goes for clothes, showing most of the back. Youth wanton.

The students around were all attracted, unconsciously claping their hands to beat the music.

Jumping halfway, an accident emerged. Du Ruo forgot to dance and started to mess.

It was originally learned temporarily. Where to remember so much, we have to remind each other by the dance partners. As a result, she forgot about it, and several others hurried up.

Getting messier,

What should I do?

Everyone panicked and exchanged their eyes,

Not much.

Forget it, jump around!

"Ah, I forgot!" She screamed as she covered her face. In a state of high excitement, regardless of the fact, she completely released her nature and jumped wildly.

The dancers also simply ignored, and all jumped blindly.

Just enjoy yourself and be happy.

This time, the audience turned high and laughed wildly.

They were the last special show, and everyone rushed into the venue to dance freely.

Du Ruo was tired of jumping, squeezed out from the dancing crowd, and was still very excited, giggling.

The oncoming boys smiled and admired, "Yes, Du Ruo."

"Thank you." She responded loudly, bouncing out of the crowd, twisting her shoulders, and humming with the music in her mouth, "senorita ~~~ miramira ~~~"

When he raised his eyes, he saw Jing Ming's straight gaze. He leaned against the wall and turned his mobile phone.

The note stopped in the throat.

Songs and dances, lights and flashes.

He looked at her, and she looked at him.

Just look at each other for a second, and look away from each other at the same time, looking away.

"Du Ruo, let's dance together." Someone asked next.

It was Li Qinghe.

"Brother is here?"

"Come here and see how the new students are upset. Jump?"

"Okay. But what dance?"

"I do not know either."

"Then jump around. Haha."

When it comes to dancing, it's not a regular dance. It's nothing more than jumping together. But the atmosphere was hi, everyone danced like a lunatic.

Jing Ming retracted his gaze and glanced at the person in the center of the stage.

He didn't have the interest to dance around with the demons, he was stupid, like the mentally retarded. He tucked his phone into his coat pocket.

A girl came over and tried to invite: "Jingming, let's dance together."

"Don't jump," he responded indifferently, standing upright from the wall and walking out the door.