On Saturday, at eight o'clock in the morning, Ling Zhi got up and checked his phone. Zhao Shiyan left him a message and asked:
"Lingzhi, when did you leave last night? You didn't wake me up when I fell asleep. It's so embarrassing, huh! Oh, I was covered in the smell of cigarette smoke in the ball room last night, and I felt so uncomfortable without taking a shower."
Ling Zhi's anger instantly cleared up, and he immediately replied:
"Well, seeing as you were sleeping so soundly, how could I bear to wake you up? I didn't dare to wait too long, because if there was an access control here, I wouldn't be able to get out, so I left when I saw you were asleep.
"
After sending it, after waiting for a while, Zhao Shiyan didn't reply. He might have just gotten up or went to eat. Ling Zhi looked at his sleeping roommate, got up, washed up, and prepared to go to the laboratory.
…
When he arrived at the laboratory, Lexus checked his phone for a while and saw that an outdoor public account had recently posted an event: an 18-kilometer walk in Linjiang City, planned to be held next Sunday.
"Hiking, I haven't been there for a long time."
Ling Zhi said to himself. His physical strength is not good, but his stamina is still good. It will definitely be exhausting for him to climb mountains, but he can even go on a long hike without taking a break. So he has always felt that
Hiking is the most suitable sport for you.
There weren't many events some time ago, and today I saw one with a relatively low difficulty level, so naturally I couldn't miss it. As he was flipping through the details of the event, Zhao Shiyan replied to him.
"Oh, I'm sorry Ling Zhi, I was busy with other things just now and didn't read the news. In fact, it was my fault last night. I promised to listen to you talk about your postgraduate entrance examination experience, but I fell asleep instead. I'm sorry."
"It's okay. You might as well rest early. When can't you talk about my postgraduate entrance examination? Next time, tell me about you..."
Ling Zhi originally wanted to type "postgraduate entrance examination", but in the end she felt that it might not be a pleasant experience for her, so she typed instead:
"Next time, please tell me about your undergraduate studies. I also want to hear how the information processing knowledge you major in is different from the computer science major."
"Actually, it's nothing. Compared with what you learned, it's too low. But if you want to listen, I'll tell you. Next time, I'll be busy first and we'll talk later."
"Yeah, let's talk later."
Ling Zhi clicked back on the official account, looked at the time, location and closing time, and felt moved. But for a long time, he had attended such events alone. But, didn't he just make acquaintance with a cute girl last night?
As a friend, ask her if she wants to go with her tonight.
So he began a day of scientific research life.
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I returned to the dormitory early in the evening and was about to put down my bag to eat. I found that Chen Feng and Lin Qisong were both there. Chen Feng was sitting on his seat typing codes, and Song Ge was lying on the bed scrolling through his mobile phone. Lingzhi put down his bag, hesitated, and stood
Brother Song said in front of the bed:
"Hey, Brother Song, don't take it too seriously. Last school year, my supervisor asked me to put a small achievement I made in the annual report of one of his projects. At first, I was quite honored. Because of the thing I made.
, you know, virtual and real identity association, to associate a person’s virtual identity with his real identity, there is not even data, how can I do it?”
"I just did some simple feature extraction. Wasn't it the same later? I was criticized for being a mess. The ppt was not beautiful enough, and the accuracy of feature extraction was not high."
"But after the changes were made later, he didn't say anything. He just said it when he was unhappy. Our project even got an 'excellent' in the annual evaluation, and he was very happy in the end. Well, although the main results are not the same as mine.
It doesn’t matter.”
Ling Zhi paused and continued:
"Although Lao Wu's words were a little fierce, he might forget them after a while. Don't take his words too seriously. Besides, although I'm not familiar with your direction, the things you do are definitely better than mine.
There are too many, and I haven’t made any progress in what I’ve done, and I’m jealous..."
Lin Qisong suddenly got a little excited, pounded the bed hard, interrupted Ling Zhi and said loudly:
"Hey, can your mentor be the same as our mentor? Old Wu Te is a vengeful person. How can you expect him to change his mind in the future?"
After speaking, he was stunned for a moment, seemed to calm down a little, and said feebly:
"Sorry, Lingzhi, what I just said was a bit strong. The subject you did was a hellish level of difficulty, and there is no comparison with mine."
Ling Zhi saw Brother Song's emotional outburst and was a little nervous. He felt that he had said the wrong thing. He saw that Chen Feng had turned around and was about to smooth things over. But then Brother Song calmed down again. He felt relieved and continued.
:
"Oh, my lack of progress on that subject is all because I don't work hard, haha."
Qisong smiled slightly and continued to scroll through his mobile phone. Seeing that the atmosphere had relaxed, Chen Feng also added:
"Oh, Brother Song, my project is the same. I'm almost vomiting out the data. I'm so envious of you. You even wrote the paper, and we haven't even written a word about it yet."
Ling Zhi returned to his seat with a smile, preparing to check his phone for a while before going to eat.
At this time, Lin Qisong suddenly quickly got out of bed, opened the door and went out without looking back, nor did he close the door. Ling Zhi and Chen Feng looked at each other.
"Brother Song is going to eat?"
"I don't know, Lingzi, have you eaten?"
"Nope."
"I haven't eaten either. Why don't we catch up with Brother Song?"
"Okay, let's go quickly."
The two quickly locked the door and walked towards the stairs. However, when they were approaching the stairs, they saw the back of Brother Song, who seemed to be walking upstairs instead of downstairs. The two were even more confused:
"Brother Song, what are you going to do?"
"I don't know, if I go, he won't be able to think about it..."
With that said, Chen Feng made a show of running forward to stop Lin Qisong, but Ling Zhi quickly stopped him.
"Oh, don't be impatient. If you run up so quickly, if Brother Song really can't think about it, you will definitely drive him into panic. If he gets impulsive, it will be over. Don't worry, even if he really can't think about it, he won't do it easily.
What a stupid thing, who can't hesitate for a while before doing this? Let's follow slowly and observe the situation later."
Chen Feng calmed down and felt it made sense.
The two slowly went upstairs and took a look outside before walking out of the stairwell.
Lin Qisong was seen standing on the rooftop with his back to them, leaning on the railing with his hands, preparing to light a cigarette with a lighter.
Although there was not much wind on the roof, Lin Qisong still lit the lighter several times, lit the cigarette in his mouth, took a deep breath, then picked up the cigarette with his hand and slowly exhaled the smoke.
"Let me go, when did Brother Song learn to smoke? I've never seen him smoke in the dormitory."
Ling Zhi quickly covered Chen Feng's mouth and looked over to make sure Brother Song didn't notice them. He breathed a sigh of relief and whispered:
"Please keep your voice down. Brother Song wants to smoke some cigarettes to relieve stress. Brother Song doesn't smoke in the dormitory. Of course he is taking care of us."
Chen Feng thought about it and realized that it was true. None of the four people in their dormitory apparently had the habit of smoking. It was only today that they discovered that Lin Qisong smoked.
Ling Zhi remembered that in middle school, there was a roommate who often disobeyed the teacher and had the habit of smoking. Once he smoked in the bathroom of the dormitory and forgot to close the door. As a result, another roommate who was taking a lunch break stood up and fiercely
I had an argument with him about smoking and forgetting to close the door.
Ling Zhi felt warm in his heart. Although Brother Song had something on his mind, he still didn't vent his anger on anyone else. He just endured everything silently.
In fact, Brother Song was not wrong. He really didn't understand Lao Wu. Although he had good intentions in trying to persuade him to relax, in others' eyes, it seemed like he was standing and talking without hurting his back. After all, you, Lao Wang, didn't stop you from graduating.
Thinking of this, Ling Zhi felt that he could never leave Brother Song alone, at least he wanted to help him share the burden. Thinking of the hiking push he saw in the morning, he gradually had a plan in his mind.
Chen Feng pushed Ling Zhi's hand away and asked in a low voice:
"Then what should we do? Why don't we go up and talk to Brother Song?"
Ling Zhi shook his head:
"Let's say goodbye for now. Maybe Brother Song just wants to smoke a cigarette and relax. It's better for us not to disturb him. But just in case, I'll just observe here. If you're hungry, go eat first."
"You're kidding, what's the point of me going to eat alone? I'll go with you."
The two of them were scrolling through their mobile phones while waiting for Brother Song to finish smoking. They didn't wait too long. After a while, Lin Qisong threw the cigarette butt under his feet and stamped it out. Then he leaned on the railing, with his toes on the ground, as if he was looking at the building.
The crowd below.
Ling Zhi's heart tightened, and he was about to say something, when a gust of wind passed by, and Chen Feng rushed out in front of him. Lin Qisong seemed to hear some movement behind him, and was about to turn his head, only to see his body being dragged back heavily.
The man who was pressing himself to the ground shouted:
"Brother Song, you can't be like this. There are still a lot of good times waiting for you, so there's no need to be upset."
Can't think about it? Where is this all going? But Lin Qisong instantly understood that the person holding him down was afraid that he would do something stupid, and his expression gradually softened. He thought he was seen smoking by the dormitory supervisor who went up to the roof to patrol.
Already.
Ling Zhi also followed up, looked at Chen Feng helplessly, then looked at Brother Song with complicated eyes, and said:
"Hey, Chen Feng, let go of Brother Song first and talk to him if you have anything to say. Others saw you and thought you were fighting with Brother Song."
"Oh, that's right, but Brother Song, please promise me not to do stupid things first, and then I'll let you go."
Lin Qisong was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry, but his heart was still warm and he laughed and cursed:
"Fuck you, who wants to do something stupid? I'll come to the top floor to smoke a cigarette. Why are you making so much fuss?"
Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, helped Brother Song up, patted the dust on his back, scratched his head and said:
"Uh! So that's it, there was a misunderstanding. We..."
Chen Feng glanced at Ling Zhi. Ling Zhi actually didn't know what Chen Feng wanted to say, but if it were left to him, he would make up a better reason to prevent Brother Song from feeling that he was being paid too much attention. He followed inconspicuously
Chen Feng nodded and continued:
"We wanted to come to the top floor to have some fresh air. It was too boring to stay in the room. Chen Feng wanted to talk to me about his stupid project. I didn't expect to meet you. I saw you were about to fall, so I didn't think much about it.
I rushed over and pulled you back first. Haha, it seems there is a bit of a misunderstanding."
"Oh, it's okay, it's okay. I thought it was the dormitory manager who came. I was shocked. Who could be so energetic?"
Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Lin Qisong didn't seem to have any intention of committing suicide. Lin Qisong also tacitly agreed not to mention why Chen Feng was so excited just now. It was already determined to be a misunderstanding, so why did he still dwell on the topic of suicide?
Even though, at the moment he just reached over the railing, he seemed to have a slight impulse.