A few days passed, and on this day, the morning breeze was blowing, and the sun was shining outside the window. On a few magnolia trees next to the window, there is a group of cheerful sparrows, flying around, so lively.

One of them was particularly active, flying to Zhang Yang's window from time to time, chirping, as if he was spying on something.

Witnessing this scene, Zhang Yang suddenly thought that if I pressed the searcher on the sparrow and then controlled the direction of the sparrow's flight, I would not have another "living reconnaissance plane".

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get excited. But what he didn't expect was that the sparrow in front of him was such a work.

After moving his body a few times, he turned around and sat down in front of the TV, since he came back from being injured in Tanshan a few days ago, he had not operated the No. 001 reconnaissance plane.

So I thought it was time to find the schoolbag that had been lost on the peak. Reaching out and tapping the search button, he was surprised and annoyed by the results: there was no missing bag on the summit.

"There's no reason!" he angrily hit the stop button and turned off the screen. Pacing to the bed, he turned around and lay on the bed, puzzled.

At this time, his mother called him downstairs, saying that a classmate was looking for you, come downstairs.

answered, put on a coat, and was about to go downstairs, when Zhang Ming came up to him with a strange face, "Brother, there is a very beautiful female classmate, it's your girlfriend!"

"Female classmate!" Zhang Yang was overjoyed, and he didn't rush downstairs, but looked in the mirror, cut his hair, bent down to tighten his shoelaces, and then took a deep breath, and after doing this, he ran downstairs.

Zhang Mingren is a big ghost, "Brother, go slowly......"

"Ling'er, you're here! Come, go upstairs. Zhang Yang shouted to a very handsome girl sitting in the living room, with a student's head left.

The pretty girl stood up. "Aunt said you fell on the mountain and injured yourself, are you okay now?"

When she turned her head and looked at Zhang Yang, her eyes couldn't leave anymore, because Zhang Yang in front of her had changed too much, so she went home on vacation for a few days, and the whole person was handsome, not to mention, this temperament was even more charming.

"It's good morning!" Zhang Yang laughed hesitantly, he knew why Yang Ling'er was staring at him so much, even he felt that after taking the red pill, he was so handsome that he didn't even dare to recognize him.

He turned his head and introduced to his mother, "Mom, she and you are a family, also surnamed Yang, called Ling'er." It's my classmate, and my academic performance is much better than mine. Among my classmates, Ling'er was my only role model. ”

I thought in my heart that the key is that she is the recognized school flower of the entire college.

"Zhang Yang, don't laugh at me, I didn't come to ask you for advice because I didn't understand. ”

Yang Ling'er's cheeks were red. But her good-looking eyes were fixed on the expression on Zhang Yang's face, as if she wanted to find some answer on his face.

Yang Mei smiled understandingly, "Ling'er, it's rare that we have the same surname, we were a family five hundred years ago, don't be restrained, whatever, I won't accompany you." ”

Zhang Ming chased after him and asked, "Mom, why are you going?"

"Mom is going to the vegetable market, or you will go with me. When guests come, I can't always buy any good food. ”

"Guest!" Zhang Ming clapped his palms, tilted his head to look at Yang Ling'er, and grinned strangely.

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and took Yang Ling'er's hand, "Go upstairs and take a look at my works." ”

Yang Ling'er's face became more and more red, and she secretly glanced at Yang Mei and Zhang Ming, and hurriedly retracted her hand.

Zhang Ming hurriedly added, "I didn't see anything!" As soon as the words fell, he couldn't help laughing and laughed out loud.

Yang Ling'er was so provoked by these words that her head almost fell to the ground. Covering his face, he turned around and ran upstairs on his feet.

Zhang Yang bent his younger brother's middle finger, meaning less nonsense. He turned around and followed him upstairs.

Zhang Ming was slightly interested in his "masterpiece", giggling constantly. "Brother, don't forget your brother if you have fun! I accompanied my mother to go grocery shopping." ”

After going upstairs, Yang Ling'er swept away the embarrassment and restraint just now, pulled Zhang Yang, and the two sat side by side on the sofa.

At school, the two encouraged each other in their studies and took care of each other in life. In the eyes of teachers and classmates, the two are like a "little couple".

"I haven't seen you for a few days, I feel like you've changed so much!" Yang Ling'er asked. "How come, it's not the same as before, isn't there a saying that makes the lover look at Xi Shi, hehe, that's what it means anyway!"

Zhang Yang did not answer directly, but made some detours.

In fact, there is no way to answer, this adventure of his own is like a myth and a story, if anyone says that there is really such a thing, it is estimated that it is difficult to believe and cannot be explained.

"Poor mouth!" she didn't continue on this question, but asked, "Zhang Yang, how is your work done?" ”

Shaking his head, Zhang Yang asked her instead of answering, "How is your work completed?" ”

"Not yet! I'm not here to ask you for advice!" Yang Ling'er looked overwhelmed, "I designed six kinds of works, but none of them satisfied me when I made them." I always felt that I was not creative, and I couldn't think of anything new except what my teacher taught. I'm stupid!"

Zhang Yang knew in his heart that Ling'er would keep one hand in everything she did, and in the end, she would win by surprise. But he is quite confident in this creative competition, but he still wants to hear what she has to say.

He laughed and said Is this possible, the top students in our class, how can there be no creativity, you won't come to see my jokes, right?

"Laugh at you big-headed ghost, what I said is the truth!" Yang Ling'er looked very defeated.

But when Zhang Yangrang introduced some of the basic functions of her work, she avoided the topic without knowing whether it was intentional or not.

Zhang Yang said honestly and unceremoniously: "I don't have any ideas!"

He told Yang Ling'er in detail about his work design, production and practical operation, as well as the before and after of going into the mountains to find "ghosts". After finishing, he asked with a little emotion, "Ling'er, tell me, am I a loser?"

"You said that the tracker suddenly failed? How could this be! This is impossible!" Yang Ling'er thought for a moment, as if surprised that there was such a problem in Zhang Yang's work.

"yes, I don't know where the root of the problem is. Zhang Yang looked depressed and didn't notice Yang Ling'er's abnormal expression.

"I didn't do that!" As soon as the words fell, Yang Ling'er's face suddenly flushed, and she glanced at Zhang Yang.

However, Zhang Yang was still immersed in loss and did not hear Yang Ling'er clearly.

"What didn't you do that? and give me some advice on how I can improve. He continued.

Yang Ling'er coughed dryly as if she wanted to hide something, "This problem is easy to solve." ”

His eyes lit up, Zhang Yang hurriedly asked, "What's a good way!" couldn't help but grab Yang Ling's hands, "Tell me quickly, my hair is about to turn white, I just can't think of a good way." ”

"The hair is white! is it so exaggerated?" Yang Ling grinned and reached out to touch Zhang Yang's hair, "Hey!

Zhang Yang was anxious, "You are going to say it quickly!"

"Okay, but I have one request. Yang Ling'er shook her hair.

"What requirements?"

"Take me up the mountain tomorrow, okay?"

"You're going!"

"How?"

"Good...... All right. ”