The rich and noble son is lurking by his side [Rebirth]

At the beginning of midsummer, the windows in the computer room were half open, and the warm fumigated wind made Young Master Zhen feel refreshed all over.

Old Xu was teaching enthusiastically on the podium, the students were highlighting the key points in the textbook, Lu Keyu was listening carefully, and Zhen Lang was peeking at his deskmate from the corner of his eye.

A gentle wind blows from the window beside Lu Keyu, bringing the smell of peppermint shampoo on the boy's hair.This feeling is really good, Zhen Lang feels as if he has traveled through time and space and returned to the lush campus.

Back then, the handsome young man who had been shocked for ten years and had a crush on him for ten years turned out to be his deskmate.There is a seven-year age difference between the two, Zhen Lang dare not do this even in his dreams.

He set his eyes on the boy's slender fingers on the textbook, and thought: It would be great if he could really travel through time and space.He will always stay by this person's side as he is now, and grow up with him, so that no one will bully him, so that he will not get hurt.Zhen Lang thought a little sadly.

The young white and slender fingers like bamboo shoots gently turned the pages of the book.In the gap between the next page of the book, a familiar postcard appeared in front of my eyes.The postcard shows the beautiful scenery of Queenstown, New Zealand in late autumn.It was the card that Zhen Lang wrote ten health maxims and gave to the sick and weak boy in the hospital.

I didn't expect children to use it as a bookmark and put it in their textbooks.Wouldn't it be necessary to take it with you every day and see it all the time?Thinking of this, Zhen Lang's heart was as sweet as honey, and when the corners of his mouth were raised, he was about to beam with joy.

Lu Keyu was listening to Lao Xu's lecture carefully, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that his deskmate was looking towards his hand with flashing eyes.He followed that line of sight and found that the bookmark in his hand was a parting gift from Zhen Luo.

Lu Keyu's cheeks turned red suddenly, and she panicked, and quickly covered the bookmark with her hand.

When it's over, I put the postcard she gave me in the book, and I take it with me every day as a calligraphy, and she finds out.

The boy pursed his lips, his cheeks were a little hot, he was embarrassed to look at Zhen Luo, and turned his gaze out of the window.

In the midst of embarrassment, he suddenly heard his deskmate Ninja chuckle softly, the boy's hand covering the postcard tightened unconsciously, and his face turned completely red.

Lu Keyu thought angrily and aggrieved: I thought I would never see you again.Who knew you would suddenly appear and be my deskmate...

Zhen Lang peeked at the boy's cute and shy expression, and felt distressed.

Lu Keyu hesitated for a moment, and then his arm was poked lightly. He pursed his lips, turned his head hesitantly, and saw Zhen Luo staring straight ahead, but pulled out a thin chain from the neckline with his hand, and pointed at her. His direction wobbled, and he carefully put it back into his collar.

Lu Keyu was all too familiar with that chain, it was the gift he asked Assistant Zhuang to give Zhen Luo.

Zhen Luo smiled, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.Is it even, boy?

After Zhen Lang finished this action, both of them felt an inexplicable sweetness in their hearts.

Old Xu taught Java language and computer applications for half a class, and for the remaining half of the class, he came up with a programming problem on the blackboard that required applying formulas, converting capital and small letters, and finally generating a simple diagram. Sophomores who have learned a little bit of java language, the degree of difficulty is almost full.

After he finished writing, he turned his head and said, "This question can be regarded as a quiz. How many steps can be compiled. Only after writing can we leave."

As soon as Lao Xu's words came out, the audience was filled with mourning.

Although the new female student was sitting in the corner, she was still very eye-catching. The head of the department, Old Xu, looked at Zhen Luo inadvertently, with a worried expression on his face.He heard from the deputy dean that Zhen Luo had a good foundation and didn't know the truth, so he said, "Don't worry if new students can't write well. After all, it's the first class. First understand the progress of our class and try to catch up later." Just do it."

Old Xu's voice was gentle and kind, and the protection and preferential treatment in his tone made a certain girl very upset.

As soon as Lao Xu walked out, Feng Jiaojiao said in a contemptuous tone: "Hehe, the Department of Art is ashamed to say that I am a serious Ming University student? In fact, everyone knows that the establishment of the Department of Art at Ming University is just to flaunt itself as a In a comprehensive university, the entire art department is used as a vase. Otherwise, why are the science and engineering departments in the main campus, but the physical education department and art department are assigned to branch campuses?"

"What kind of programming do majors in the art department? I don't know what people think. Isn't the requirement for cultural subjects in the college entrance examination of the art department always very low? This brain may know that Yinfengnongyue is coming in a day, and it hasn't been done yet." Developed it. Still writing codes to make programs? I guess I can’t even understand the formulas on the blackboard.”

The originally harmonious atmosphere in the classroom suddenly fell into a stalemate. Feng Jiaojiao won the title of ky little expert again and again, and was very satisfied with everyone's reaction.

After a pause, she said in a strange way: "Hey - this person is just vain. He's not pursuing a double degree. It sounds nice on the outside, but it's just relying on the relationship between his parents. How much can he earn by being an auditor?" What about the gold content?"

The investment in the art department is large, and the talents are few, so most of the students who study the art department are well-off, either rich or expensive.Suddenly a beautiful woman came in the class. Feng Jiaojiao guessed that this situation is not impossible.

Feng Jiaojiao's words stirred the air in the classroom into an awkward atmosphere.

Feng Jiaojiao rolled her eyes, then smiled lightly and said, "It's also possible that there are too many girls in the art department at the branch school, and there are too many monks and too few, so they can't find a partner, so they thought of getting together in the software department of the main school, lonely and cold, and came to flirt. "

Ever since Feng Jiaojiao had Lu Dashao by her side, she could be regarded as a native chicken flying on a branch, not a phoenix, but a frivolous colorful golden pheasant.

She was dressed in international famous brands that were obtained from Lu Xinbo, and she even had the confidence to speak.Seeing that Zhen Luo was dressed in a low-key manner and couldn't tell what brand it was, she didn't pay attention to Zhen Luo.This newcomer has no acquaintances or friends, if you don't give her a blow now, when will you wait?

Feng Jiaojiao thought to herself: It doesn't matter if she likes it or not, let her embarrass herself first.On the first day this girl came to the main school, she seduced Lu Xinbo in the last class, and Lu Keyu in this class.

She didn't believe that Zhen Luo's family background could be better than Ziwu Technology's prince Lu Xinbo?

A needle could be heard in the classroom. The whole class heard Feng Jiaojiao's remarks and knew that she was mocking Zhen Luo. The atmosphere was silent and the scene was deadlocked.

This kind of silence, Lu Keyu seems to have known him before, no one will support him, and he will only be the silent majority.

Not a single sentence of what this woman said was based on facts, but she made a serious point of it, and every word was serious.He is a man, he was ridiculed by Feng Jiaojiao, and he endured it, but Zhen Luo, who took good care of and encouraged him, had only come to school for the first day, and he had to be treated like this. Lu Keyu was young and didn't want to bear it anymore.

In the silence, someone's voice was clear and sharp, asking each word sharply: "What did you say?! What basis do you have to guess others? Are you responsible for what you said?!"

The air at the scene became stagnant because of these three sentences of "soul torture", and everyone turned their heads full of question marks.

--Why?It's really Lu Xiaocao!

——The school grass herself was scolded by Feng Jiaojiao without saying a word, why did she speak up for her new classmate today?

--what's the situation?Didn't they just sit next to each other?

Lu Keyu's sudden utterance shocked Zhen Lang, who was sitting next to him, his whole body shivered, and then his heart felt sweet again.

Stealing a peek at the handsome young man with a serious face and piercing eyes, Zhen Lang's heart was almost melted by him, and he felt that the hearts of girls who did not exist were rippling.

——Oh, did my little prince go back for me?

- so handsome!The three views are super positive!Boyfriend power explodes!Ahhh, I'm about to fall again! ! !

Zhen Lang quietly tugged on the corner of the tablemate's clothes under the table, and winked at his sullen little prince.

Ever since Feng Jiaojiao approached Lu Xinbo, no one dared to choke her in public.Unexpectedly, Lu Keyu, who has always been silent, would stand up for a new classmate today, making her tremble with anger.

Her feelings for Lu Keyu can be said to be very entangled, the non-dark part is like Guo Fu's relationship with Yang Guo-he despises me, damn it, gets angry, and wants to cut off his hand.

As for the shady dark side, it exposes the ugliness of human nature, and even she herself dare not face up to that part.

Feng Jiaojiao was about to find words to expose people's scars, and stab Lu Keyu fiercely, she hummed coldly and was about to make a sound, when the front door opened, Old God Xu walked back on the ground.

When the melon-eating crowd saw Lao Xu coming back, they all recovered and turned their attention back to the super difficult programming problem on the blackboard. The tense atmosphere in the class disappeared instantly, as if nothing had happened.

Old Xu raised his hand and looked at his watch, reminding him: "There are still 20 minutes for get out of class to end, whoever finishes writing will go to lunch. If you can't finish writing, the good food in the East Canteen has been snatched up, so don't blame me."

Zhen Luo was calm and composed, with slightly curved lips, completely unaffected by the harsh sarcasm just now. While opening the programming page, she whispered to her deskmate who was still frowning: "Young man, your class is so wonderful." Interesting.

Zhen Lang said in his heart: This woman is right.He really came to tease Han.

Let his "special care sister" encounter this kind of thing on the first day of class, and the boy's face is embarrassing.Although normal class groups may not necessarily love each other, at least they will not intentionally hurt each other.

After thinking about this, Zhen Luo will gradually understand many aspects of Ming University's main campus, understand his situation, learn about people like Lu Xinbo, and even see those on campus forums that are manipulated behind the scenes and can never be deleted. Black post, the boy's heart has been falling.

Lu Keyu thought sadly: It's better for him to stay away from her.At least it won't hurt her...

Old Xu's question is indeed a bit out of line for sophomores.Some people looked at the blackboard and thought hard, some people took a pen to write and draw on the draft paper, and disassembled the program steps.In the silence, there was only a smooth and powerful sound of typing on the keyboard from the back row of the classroom.

The sound continued for dozens of seconds, as if it was done in one go, without stagnation.In the silence of all horses, it gradually attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone turned their heads one after another, including Lu Keyu, all the teachers and students in the class focused their probing eyes on the girl who just entered the art department today.

I saw this beautiful girl staring at the screen with peach blossom eyes, and her slender and even fingers were flying up and down on the keyboard. The movement of typing on the keyboard has a certain charming sense of rhythm, and the hand speed is too fast, which makes people suspicious. But the rhythmic pauses and line breaks are obviously inputting program codes.

Across the aisle, a boy stretched his neck and moved his head closer.Then, he remained motionless in this giraffe-like posture.

His eyes were wide open, his expression was exaggerated, he looked terrified like he saw a ghost, and he stuttered a Northeast dialect: "Oh my god. She... can move..."

Unable to restrain the curious nature of human beings, someone stood up first, moved behind the new classmate, and then froze in place with a blank expression.

The students piled up in the narrow space in the back row of the computer room, as if there was an invisible giant net behind Zhen Luo, which could stick people together.They stared at the screen in front of Zhen Luo one by one, showing complex expressions of amazement, shock, or admiration.

In the end, even Lao Xu, the lecturer on the computer operation of java language, walked behind Zhen Luo, crossed his arms over his chest, and kept praising: "Tsk tsk—um—not bad—well, really good. This modeling How long is it?"

Old Xu, who knew Zhen Luo's background, admired in his heart: It is indeed the legend of our Mingda Software Department——Zhen Lang's sister, look, look at this talented programming ability and imagination.Brothers and sisters from wealthy families work so hard, why do ordinary people have any reason to be lazy? !

Old Xu couldn't hide his excitement, and sighed, he almost explained Zhen Luo's background: "No wonder you came to our department to study a double degree, you are a good candidate for software engineering! You are the hope of our department in the future! , I think you will be able to catch up with Zhen Lang in the future and become the pride of our Ming University!"

In the end, almost all the teachers and students squeezed into the back of the classroom, in that narrow space, to appreciate the cool and domineering [-]D modeling image created by Zhen Luo with code, with its own magic color special effects and non-stop rotation.

Cang Lang's first game that became a hit in the industry, Zhen Lang had participated in programming. He hadn't used the Java language for a long time, and he was eager to solve this very simple problem in his opinion from simple to complex, and answered it on countless levels. , and finally made image modeling.

Lu Keyu turned sideways, staring blankly at the concentrated expression on Zhen Luo's side face. The cold light and flashing characters on the display screen were reflected in her dark and bright pupils, as if a little star had fallen into a deep pool of water.

If it was said that at the beginning, he still had doubts about Zhen Luo's majoring in software, but now the clouds have cleared.

The "little sister" he knew has always been so amazing!

The short-haired girl sitting next to Feng Jiaojiao couldn't hold back her vigorous curiosity in the end, abandoned Feng Jiaojiao and joined the army of onlookers.

On the other side of the back seat, among the dense crowd, a girl who had long disliked Feng Jiaojiao raised her eyes and saw Feng Jiaojiao sitting there like an isolated island, she half covered her mouth and whispered: "I didn't know that just now. Who has such a big face, saying that he is here to flirt, and he can't even understand the formula..."

While adding new special effects, Zhen Lang said obediently: "People will always encounter some doubts about what they want to do. This is normal. We really have to forgive those short-sighted, narrow-minded, and extreme-minded people. Because they let We become better versions of ourselves."

In fact, Zhen Lang's subtext is: girl, don't speak for me, I'm really here to flirt with you...

Hearing this, Feng Jiaojiao was so angry that she was about to burst into tears, her facial features were distorted, she packed her things like burning her butt, and hurried out of the classroom.

A group of teachers and students were left to continue to observe the birth of the new flower of Xueshen.