Wang Ziling was lying on the bed, the lights had been turned off in the bedroom, but he refused to close his eyes in the dark, thinking about how to make Yang Feng take the initiative to confess to himself. After thinking about it for a long time, I referred to many movies and TV series I had watched. Wang Ziling finally came up with a plan: plan Yang Feng's daily route and create more surprises and encounters, which is obviously dreaming that she is the female number one in the TV series of the domineering president. Thinking that she was shy in her pocket and didn't have a lot of money, she bit her lip and decided to save her lunch money to create some small surprises for Yang Feng. Thinking of the beautiful love life that may be coming in the future, I slept peacefully.

Yang Feng sat in the Internet café, his eyes fixed on the screen, his fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard. On the screen, you will see the interface of the Keil programming tool, and the lines of code will be reflected in the white code editing area like a waterfall. Occasionally, when he felt sleepy, Yang Feng went to the bathroom of the Internet café to wash his face and refresh, then returned to the front of the computer, and then wrote code.

When Yang Feng was writing code, from time to time some computers failed, and some customers stretched out their voices or shouted hoarsely "Network Administrator!", Yang Feng got up to help solve the problem, and every time he solved a problem, no matter how bad the attitude was, the customer would say to Yang Feng from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, your technology is really good!".

Xiaolong was wearing a leather jacket, leaning on the pillar of the Internet café, constantly playing with the lighter in his hand, and looked at Yang Feng viciously. Because of the care of the sixth master, Xiaolong didn't dare to do anything. The main reason why Xiaolong is so hostile to Yang Feng is because Yang Feng's skills are stronger than him, and he is jealous of Xiaolong. When the sixth master did not meet Yang Feng, because the previous network management of the Internet café had no other way to deal with the problem except to restart and change the machine, so the sixth master personally took the network manager to pull a car of problematic machines to the computer city for maintenance, just at that time Xiaolong dropped out of high school and worked as a machine repairer in the computer city, and it took Xiaolong only 3 hours to repair all the computers, so he opened a price of 1500 a month to dig Xiaolong from the computer city, and since then Xiaolong is the anti-beam of the Internet café technology, and Xiaolong, who has enjoyed the taste of the stars holding the moon, saw that his light was instantly taken away by Yang Feng, Yang Feng was able to get two months' salary after only one night of writing the program, so he naturally regarded Yang Feng as a thorn in his side, and kept thinking: What is this!

And so it was a night. In the early morning, Yang Feng nestled in the sofa, unable to open his eyes, only felt that his eyelids were swollen, and saw that the world around him was blurry. Yang Feng dragged the programmed program into the QQ network disk, then turned off the computer and got up and walked towards the school. On the way to school, I thought that this seemingly simple program can be used in multiple scenarios, for example, the principle of the tracking car can be made into a self-driving car, but the data obtained by the sensor from the black line becomes the data obtained by the global positioning system, as long as the route to be driven is calculated in advance, the car can drive to the destination by itself. When the association is unfolded like this, who expected .......

Wang Ziling was holding a few books on his chest, waiting for Yang Feng in the corner, and when he saw him walk in, he walked in the opposite direction.

"Ah!", Wang Ziling crashed into Yang Feng's arms, and the books in his hand were scattered all over the ground, probably because he hadn't practiced before, so his movements seemed stiff and fake. And Yang Feng was so tired that he didn't pay attention to Wang Ziling, just staring at the teaching building in front of him blankly. Wang Ziling saw that Yang Feng did not act according to the plot in the idol drama, so he stood there, pursed his cherry mouth, and said with a little disappointment: "Help me pick up the book." ”

Yang Feng lowered his head and looked at Wang Ziling's books scattered on the ground, rubbing his eyes, because his vision was a little blurry, he really couldn't see clearly, and when he looked at it, the title of the book turned out to be "One Lesson and One Practice for the High School Entrance Examination" and "Junior High School Mathematics Formula Manual". Yang Feng smiled slightly, couldn't bear to tear down Wang Ziling's performance, symbolically picked up the two books, put them in Wang Ziling's arms, and said simply: "Don't be late", and left.

Only Wang Ziling was left standing in the wind, his heart was messy. Holding the book and stomping his feet: "Hmph!"

In the classroom, Yang Feng put down his computer bag, and as usual for lectures, he never brought textbooks or took notes, and the desk was always clean, without a book or a test paper. As long as the teacher has talked about the content, he can know it by heart, and every ten minutes after class, he will lie on the table and pretend to sleep, but his mind is quickly playing what the teacher said in the last class.

But this time it was different, there was an extra chocolate pie on the desk, and a pale pink post-it note was attached to the bag, which read, "Love is like the sweetness of chocolate." The tired Yang Feng looked at the immature handwriting on the post-it note and smiled slightly, because there was no breakfast to eat, so he tore open the bag and stuffed it into his mouth. When he was about to throw a three-point pitch in the packaging bag into the trash, Yang Feng hesitated, tore off the post-it note, and pasted it on the inside page of "C51 Microcontroller Development Practice".

He swallowed the whole chocolate pie and fell asleep on the table. How could Yang Feng know that this piece of chocolate pie was supposed to be Wang Ziling's lunch, but it was eaten by him like a date. And all this happened without being discovered by the surrounding classmates, Wang Ziling's action of quietly giving gifts to Yang Feng can be described as extremely hidden.

At this time, Wang Ziling walked into the classroom and saw Yang Feng sitting next to his seat, sleeping like a dead pig, inexplicably angry, sitting on his seat and holding his arms and looking at the empty blackboard, his eyes were full of resentment. At this time, the math teacher walked in, put the book on the podium, and pushed his glasses: "Okay, students, we are ready to start class." ”

"Stand up!", the class leader shouted, and then the whole class stood up. "Hello students!", the math teacher glanced around, and as soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the student in one of the seats did not stand up, so he stood on tiptoe to try to see who it was: "Who is this?

"Hey, it's class. Wang Ziling pushed Yang Feng, Yang Feng was pushed awake, and before the classmates could answer "Hello teacher", Yang Feng stood up with his eyes closed, and shouted: "Hello teacher!", and then sat down and lay on the table.

The students burst into laughter, and the math teacher said, "It seems that some of my classmates have a lot of opinions about me." ”

Yang Feng shouted: "Teacher, tell me, I'll listen!"

The math teacher said helplessly to Yang Feng: "It's really unbelievable!"