At night, the breeze is getting warmer, the school's playground is dotted with street lamps, and a few couples of men and women are chatting and walking together among the students who come and go. The sky is full of stars, looking up at the sky, the curved crescent moon sprinkles the moonlight on the entire campus. The summer wind blows, and the grass in the flower beds sways slightly with the wind, and the insects chirp everywhere they blow. Yang Feng was thinking about what happened today as he walked, he was wearing a loose crewneck shirt and headphones, and the rhythmic music came to his ears along the white headphone cable with the Mp3, but he was not immersed in the world of music at all, and his heart was mixed, as if he was using music to escape something: as long as he put on headphones, everything that happened around him would have nothing to do with him.

Wang Ziling looked at Yang Feng's face, Yang Feng's face was angular, and it looked extraordinarily white under the moonlight, under the thick eyebrows were a pair of godless eyes, the eyebrows were tightly locked, and the hair was slightly messy by the wind, and this messiness In the eyes of girls, it seems that the boy has a strong personality and a mysterious personality. And Wang Ziling's blue dress was no longer visible in this faint light, only a gray and white, pink hand kept grabbing the skirt, as if there was something on his mind to talk to the wooden-like boy, but he wanted to stop talking. Wang Ziling looked at Yang Feng, her eyes flashed, dreaming that this boy could be with her forever, but it was obvious that the latter didn't understand the girl's mind at all, and was only immersed in depression and couldn't extricate herself. And Yang Feng felt that Wang Ziling was his iron buddy, inseparable from him, he was very afraid of losing such a "brother", so he was also used to Wang Ziling accompanying him every day.

"What is your ideal?", Wang Ziling wants to work hard to break this silence.

- "What?" The noisy voice in the headphones completely masked what Wang Ziling said, Yang Feng took off the headphones and asked Wang Ziling loudly.

"Yours, ideals, yes, what?", Wang Ziling said loudly into Yang Feng's ear. Yang Feng was much taller than Wang Ziling, and Wang Ziling had to stand on tiptoe. Yang Feng looked at Wang Ziling and hesitated for a moment.

- "My dream is to go to Harvard University and study CS. “

"CS?", Wang Ziling wondered, "Is it the one posted at the door of the Internet café? Harvard University still teaches this?", and then Wang Ziling laughed as she spoke, in fact, she was happy not because what she said was nonsensical, but because after walking this way, Yang Feng was finally able to talk to her. Just talking, the girl will be especially happy.

- "Wang Dasha, CS is Computer Science, Computer Science and Technology. Are you really Harvard Counter-Strike?", Yang Feng was amused by Wang Ziling's words, and then touched Wang Ziling's hair, the latter lowered his head shyly, signaling Yang Feng to touch her hair well, she was used to Yang Feng suddenly becoming very cheerful from silence, and she was also used to Yang Feng always calling himself Wang Dasha like this.

"Then you said you don't want to take the college entrance examination, so how do you go to Harvard University?", Wang Ziling suddenly raised his head and asked

- "You really can't open a pot, don't you know that there is a test called SAT?", Yang Feng felt that Wang Ziling didn't understand everything he envisioned at all, "To put it simply, SAT is the college entrance examination in the United States, which is different from the domestic test"

"Then you won't be in China in the future?", Wang Ziling was afraid that Yang Feng would leave her, so she asked anxiously, pouting her mouth, and her eyes showed a sad look.

- "I'm definitely in China. Old girl, if I am going to Harvard, I must also let you go to Harvard, didn't you also say that your parents also hope that you can have the opportunity to study abroad?"

"How can I go to the United States, and my grades are not enough! Not to mention how much does it cost to go to the United States?"

- "Don't worry, the results are on me, I have already done all the SAT questions over the years, I am familiar with the routines, the question types have been sorted out a long time ago, no, I can teach you." As for the money to go abroad, I am confident that we can both get a full scholarship. Yang Feng patted his chest and said confidently.

"Why do you want to go to Harvard University so much?", Wang Ziling asked curiously.

- "Actually, I go to Harvard, Yale, Oxford, Cambridge, Stanford, MIT, whichever is fine, whoever gives me a scholarship, whoever gives me more, I will go wherever I can live." I'm here to realize my computer dream!", talking about his dream, Yang Feng showed a bright smile, as if the bright avenue was ahead, lighting up the entire night scene, and he only needed to go forward to realize all his ideals.

"Then I wish you must be admitted! I will have to borrow your light when the time comes!", although Wang Ziling said this, his inner thoughts were completely different from what he said, Wang Ziling was not so sure and confident that he could be admitted to a university in the United States, but Yang Feng finally felt a little better, so he stopped saying those thought-provoking things in front of Yang Feng, because as long as people enter a state of deep thought, they will fall into anxiety. When girls communicate with boys, they will always be careful and carefully modify what they want to say, even if what they say is different from what they think in their hearts, they also hope to take care of each other's feelings;

- "Then tell us about your ideals", Yang Feng said

"Well, I want to think about it", Wang Ziling's watery eyes rolled and said, "I also want to be admitted to a good university, it doesn't matter which university." As long as you can be with your beloved, everything is very sweet. After Wang Ziling finished speaking, he leaned over slightly and raised his head, leaned in front of Yang Feng, and looked at Yang Feng's handsome face with a pair of expectant eyes.

- "Oh, Wang Dasha, you are not sour. You don't have a partner yet, so let's find one first."

"That's not a big deal, if I had a partner, I wouldn't be able to walk with you like this. ”

- "Why? I don't understand", Yang Feng asked stupidly

"I really don't understand it, I don't understand it, I'm going to be jealous."

- "Haha", Yang Feng suddenly laughed and covered his stomach with his hands, "Who would be jealous because of you?" ”

"Hate!", Wang Ziling gently smashed Yang Feng's body twice with his fist, Yang Feng smiled silently, and the two turned around and continued to walk along the path on campus, both looking ahead with a smile.

Suddenly, Wang Ziling raised his head, with a very formal expression, wanting to say something to Yang Feng .......