Chapter 118 This is inappropriate
The evening breeze is blowing gently, the sports field is lit up with orange lights, the playground is still bustling with people walking, singing, dancing, and look, the Taekwondo club is having fun again.
Call ~
Xu Qingzhou ran slowly. After this period of training, running five or six kilometers was no problem for him now.
Song Yao sat quietly on the steps, with Xu Qingzhou's coat on her knees, and said with her chin propped up, "8 laps, 45 seconds slower than the last lap."
"What men compete with each other is endurance." Xu Qingzhou took a deep breath and raised his foot to speed up.
One circle passed quickly.
"Lap 9. 8 seconds slower than lap 5."
Xu Qingzhou didn't say anything, but quietly quickened his pace.
"The 10th lap was 9 seconds slower than the 12th lap."
Xu Qingzhou panted and said unhappily: "If you are bored, come down and run a few laps."
Song Yao pursed her lips and ignored him, thinking that she would let him know that the pot was made of iron after she recovered.
Seeing that Song Yao didn't say anything, Xu Qingzhou raised his chin. He had always been despised, but finally he won back a game. He stretched his hands and feet and continued exercising.
When he ran the 11th lap, he saw Song Yao waving to him.
"It's my aunt's call." Song Yao handed the phone to Xu Qingzhou.
In Chengdu, Wang Xiaping and Xu Shouyun were sitting on the sofa. The TV opposite them was muted. When the call came through, Wang Xiaping asked, "What are you doing? Why did you take so long to answer the phone?"
Before his son could speak, he heard a cold voice from the phone: "Put on your clothes."
Wang Xiaping and Xu Shouyun were both stunned. It was the daughter of the old Song family.
"Hoo~Hoo~Okay, Mom, wait a minute, I'll get dressed first."
My own son is still breathing?
Wang Xiaping trembled so much that she hung up the phone immediately.
"This brat is also a bitch."
"It's inappropriate!"
In the living room, the old couple looked at each other.
Peking University, May Fourth Sports Stadium.
"Mom?" Xu Qingzhou called out twice, put on his clothes quickly, and looked at the hung up phone in confusion.
He called.
"Mom~"
There was no response from the other party, as if hesitating whether to speak or not.
"Qingzhou, you..." Wang Xiaping paused on the other end of the phone, not daring to continue. After a pause, she asked cautiously, "Are you busy?"
"Well, I was running just now." Xu Qingzhou said as he stretched his legs.
"Oh, running." Xu Qingzhou felt strange when he heard the obviously relieved tone of the other party.
Seeing that he had finished stretching his legs, Song Yao moved over and gave him a seat.
Xu Qingzhou sat down next to Song Yao, turned on the speakerphone, and asked with a smile: "The chairman called, what do you want to tell me?"
Wang Xiaping said: "Your father and I are going to take advantage of the last two months of our annual leave and come visit you guys later."
"annual leave?"
"Well, it will be hard to ask for leave if I don't take a break now."
Xu Qingzhou asked: "When will you come over?"
Wang Xiaping said unhappily, "At the end of this month, or at the beginning of December. Why, busy man Xu, do we have to make an appointment with you in advance to come here?"
Xu Qingzhou smiled and said, "How can that be possible? I just said I would arrange it for you in advance."
"Virtue~Xiaoyao is next to you, give Xiaoyao the phone."
Xu Qingzhou sighed and handed the phone to Song Yao.
"Auntie~"
"Xiaoyao, I hope Qingzhou didn't cause you any trouble."
After 10 minutes, Song Yao hung up the phone and let out a sigh of relief. "You feel the terror of middle-aged women, right?" Xu Qingzhou also admired his mother a little. It was estimated that Song Yao had not spoken so much in the past week.
Song Yao nodded. Xu Qingzhou's mother was really good at chatting.
Two people sat on the steps to rest, looking at the busy playground in the distance.
As November came, the weather became colder and colder, and the wind blew with a hint of chill. Xu Qingzhou looked up at the sky and estimated that it would snow heavily soon.
I have to buy some winter stuff in advance.
Xu Qingzhou took a sip of water and looked at the Taekwondo players opposite him who had only been practicing for a month or two but were already very skilled in boxing. He smacked his lips and exclaimed, pointing at the girl in front of him who was in charge of teaching, "Can you beat her?"
Song Yao glanced at the person opposite and said:
"These are all fancy moves that require quick and decisive moves, to seize the enemy's weakness and kill with one strike. For example, in the move they just practiced, the palm should be facing upwards."
"Wait, I was just asking, I didn't ask you to demonstrate to me!"
It's another Saturday.
In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, shining in from the glass and falling on the desks in the classroom.
Xu Qingzhou tapped his pen lightly, thinking about what to do next.
The proof of the prime number theorem relies on the behavior of ζ(s) in the complex plane, in particular the distribution of its nontrivial zeros in the complex plane, . zeros that are not on the real axis except s = 1s=1 and s = -2ns=2n.
So, we can actually adopt a progressive approach here.
As he was thinking, the screen on the table suddenly lit up, and Xu Zhengyang was tagging everyone in the group.
Xu Zhengyang: "Oh my god, guys, I just saw a super beautiful girl!"
Kong Xianbo spoke first: "Is it true?"
Xu Zhengyang: "I swear, if I'm wrong, I'm willing to be single for four years!"
Zhai Ziqiang: "Brother Yang dared to swear such a cruel oath, so he must not be lying."
Xu Zhengyang: "Come to the cafeteria of the third school quickly!"
Xu Qingzhou: "What the hell is going on without a picture."
Kong Xianbo: "No need to give me a picture."
Xu Zhengyang: “I didn’t have a chance to take a photo, but please trust my aesthetics.”
Zhai Ziqiang: "By the time we arrived, they had already finished eating."
Xu Zhengyang: "They are on their way to the cafeteria, we can still make it in time!"
Kong Xianbo: "@石@徐青舟, it's time for dinner, should we go eat now?"
Xu Qingzhou: "See you in the cafeteria."
After being bored in the classroom for an entire afternoon, he thought it was a good opportunity to go out and relax, so he packed up his things and went to the cafeteria.
At 5 pm, Xu Qingzhou arrived at the elevator entrance of the cafeteria of School , only to find that Kong Xianbo and Zhai Ziqiang had already arrived.
"Second floor." Xu Zhengyang pointed at the elevator.
Kong Xianbo said righteously: "Old Xu, we are here to eat, do you really think we are here to see beautiful women?"
"So you're going to the first floor?" Xu Zhengyang looked at him.
Kong Xianbo pushed his glasses and turned to walk to the second floor. "I haven't eaten on the second floor for a long time."
"Fuck!" Xu Zhengyang rolled his eyes.
The four of them walked towards the second floor.
As Xu Zhengyang walked, he said, "From what they just said, they are not from Beijing University. They just came here to play."
Xu Qingzhou was puzzled: "You didn't go up to chat with her, but asked for her contact information?"
"Chat up? Lao Xu, that's being too vulgar. Do you have to chat up someone just because they're pretty?" Xu Zhengyang retorted.
"When did you become so enlightened?" Xu Qingzhou looked at him with admiration.
Xu Zhengyang said faintly: "People will grow up."
What he didn't say was that he actually went there and said that the Peking University campus would be fun only if someone was there to take him around. But the other party directly said that she was there to look for her boyfriend.
Yes, he died before he could accomplish his mission.
(End of this chapter)
