"Brother, where is this?"

"Ah, I'll see...... The place where I did chemistry experiments and physics experiments seems to have been here twice......"

"Brother, don't let me yearn for this high school, how can people have the desire to learn!"

"Look! This is a high school laboratory that embodies international high-tech black technology! There is a quantum collider and a super chemical engineering laboratory for studying water-to-petroleum catalysts!"

Xiaoling: ......

Mu Qian was also amused by himself, and was chased by Xiao Ling with a small fist attack, running around the campus. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not far away is the classroom of the seniors who are preparing for the exam in the third year of high school, and there is a figure by the window looking out, it is a girl with a tired face, and she can't help but smile when she sees this pair of brothers and sisters who are fighting.

Youth.

The pressure of studying seemed to have been reduced a lot, and she was stunned, thinking about the bits and pieces of her high school life, and buried herself in the book.

Everyone's youth can be written into a book, just find the right person to read it carefully.

Xiao Ling chased Mu Qian for a while and was a little out of breath, Mu Qian crossed his arms and looked at Xiao Ling, "You haven't exercised recently?"

"No," Xiao Ling replied very carelessly, and shook the hem of his skirt, "Look, my calves are thinner, and I had too many muscles before." ”

Mu Qian rubbed the tip of his nose, could he say that he didn't see any difference?

However, Xiaoling's natural beauty is inherited from Zhen's mother, but there is no need to worry that her figure will be out of shape due to lack of exercise, the little girl usually loves beauty very much.

"Where to go again?"

"Brother's classroom, I'd like to see it. Xiao Ling was full of anticipation.

Except for the time when she was in elementary school, she often went to her brother's classroom, and when her brother was in the third year of junior high school and her first year of junior high school, she occasionally went to her brother's classroom two or three times a year, and Xiao Ling never went to that holy place again.

It's not because Mu Qian won't let her go, it's really the eyes of those big brothers and big sisters......

Especially the big sisters, they just want to swallow her whole to absorb collagen......

This time it's a weekend anyway, so there shouldn't be anyone and there's nothing to worry about.

Each school building is open, but there are security staff guarding the door, so it will not be easy for people to enter.

If you want to enter, you need to have a student ID.

Because he had already planned to hang out here, Mu Qian prepared his student ID card, and told the man who was guarding the door that he was coming to get his homework book, and his sister was accompanying him.

Xiao Ling is so cute, of course the two uncles will not stop him, and encourage Xiao Ling to study hard.

The doors of the classrooms were all open, and there were no students present.

There are still books on Mu Qian's desk, but they are not abrupt, and nearly half of the boys are similar to the desks.

"Brother, where are you?"

"That. ”

"Haha!" Xiao Ling ran over with a cheer, as if he had found new clothes, and sat on the wooden position with his chest up and raised his head decently, looking like a good student.

Well, an illusion.

"Huh?" Xiao Ling lowered his head and began to rummage through things, then looked up at Mu Qian with a disgusted look, "Brother, do you want to have a pet here?"

Mu Qian didn't know why: "What's wrong?"

"The table hole is so messy!" Xiao Ling rolled up his sleeves, "I'll help you clean it up, watch from the side, and throw away the useless things!"

Mu Qian was a little speechless and stopped, but seeing that Xiao Ling was so attentive, he didn't say much, and sat on the table next to him, watching his sister's diligent work.

Tidying up the table holes, but sorting and arranging some books and test papers, this kind of work most boys don't pay much attention to.

Xiao Ling really still has the side of being a girl, and it took ten minutes of work to clean up Mu Qian's table hole.

Mu Qian was bored to go to the blackboard to write a board book and practice calligraphy......

"Brother, are Sister Xiao Song and Sister Ying also studying here?" Xiao Ling asked busily over there.

Mu Qian replied casually: "Song is here, Ren Ying Group's affairs are busy, but he just said that he wanted to come over, but he didn't have time yet." ”

"I see!"

"It seems that Ren Ying's entrance exams have passed...... Mu Qian thought for a while, and continued to write in large characters with chalk, "A group of privileged classes, they don't understand the suffering of the people at all." ”

Xiao Ling giggled, and asked again: "Is that Sister Wen Yu the second generation of officials? ”

"What is the second generation of officials, she is the current patriarch of an ancient family," Mu Qian replied very casually, "That family is the power body that controls the color capital behind it, so her words are still very useful here." ”

"It's amazing......"

"It's okay," Mu Qian put a beautiful finish, waved his big hand, flung the chalk away, and took two steps back to look at his calligraphy work with satisfaction.

Xiao Ling ran over and grabbed Mu Qian's neck from behind, reading a few big words on the blackboard: "If the water is good, brother, what do you mean?"

The corners of Mu Qian's mouth twitched slightly, "Can I take back the words that praised you for being cultured in the last episode?"

"Oh! don't say it!" Xiao Ling was annoyed and shy and directly covered Mu Qian's mouth.

The afternoon sun was quiet, and the air seemed to be light.

After playing in the classroom for a long time, Xiao Ling clamored for Mu Qian to accompany her to play the game played by the teacher, and they were writing and drawing on the blackboard together, or competing to see who could throw the chalk head into a small paper cup.

Although it is just a classroom that is usually boring, there is a cheerful figure, and laughter and laughter will follow.

Mu Qian smiled very happily, forgetting those troubles, and temporarily forgetting the problems faced by Ren Ying, Song Shijing, and Zhu Su.

In fact, sometimes, being a person and being yourself is the happiest, always thinking about other people's problems, and the heart is naturally easy to get tired.

Thinking about other people's problems is not only to help others share happiness, but also to compare, find ways to calculate, and think about how to take advantage of others' small advantages, most of which will make the heart easily tired.

Mu Qian doesn't have to compare, and he won't take advantage of anyone......

Well, it's okay to take advantage of another definition.

At about half past four in the afternoon, Mu Qian took Xiao Ling to the roof and enjoyed the highly colored scenery behind the iron net.

It is definitely not an exaggeration to regard this place as a scenic spot, Xiao Ling is also very excited to point everywhere and ask questions, and also take a lot of photos with his mobile phone.

These scenery was already somewhat familiar to Mu Qian, so Mu Qian soon became tired, sitting in the shade and drinking the drinks taken out of the vending machine......

"Huh?"

Xiao Ling looked down at a photo she had just taken, and the front camera of her mobile phone was still very good.

Zooming in on the photo, the upper left seems to have captured the street outside the high school campus, where there are two blurry figures, a man pulling a girl, surrounded by some people......

Xiao Ling looked up over there, and quickly pointed the phone camera at that side again......

"Brother, come and see!"

"What's wrong?" Mu Qian yawned, "Just ask if you don't understand anything." ”

"No, it's on the street over there, where we just ate, that big sister was harassed by hooligans!"

Rogue?

Mu Qian suddenly came to his senses, and with the posture of 'let go of that hooligan and let him come', he ran to his sister's side and looked in the direction of the street.

Then, Mu Qian's brows furrowed.

was entangled by a middle-aged sloppy man, and it was really Chen Xin.