In June of my sophomore year, the School of Cyber Security Management of C University ended the last exam of "Information Network Security".

In the dormitory, I immediately opened the official website of the college boredly, clicked the mouse, and suddenly exclaimed: "Lao Shan, Lao Shan, the scholarship quota is out!" ”

Mr. Shan was lying on the bed taking a nap, and when he heard the words, he sat up from the bed with a sigh: "The quota is out?!" Is there a full bonus in our dormitory this year? ”

"Yes, yes, Ice Cubes and Silence have won national awards, a total of sixteen thousand!" immediately flew and laughed so much that his eyes were gone, "Go to Bashu Glass Plank Road in the summer vacation!" They paid out of their pockets. ”

At that time, Mr. Shan's live broadcast was just starting, his popularity was not high, his monthly income was triple-digit, and his wallet was empty.

At that time, I immediately spent my free time making money, uploading game videos to be the UP master, and making pocket money for others.

The rules of the boys' dormitory are that whoever gets a scholarship will be treated.

It is less than a meal of beef barbecued pork, and more of a long-distance trip.

However, Lu Zuoyu and Silence, the two top students, are excellent in science and science, and the second national award (national scholarship, the highest), so the two of them have become long-term meal tickets in the dormitory...

In July, the whole dormitory set off and traveled to the Bashu glass trestle.

Blue sky and white clouds, the glass trestle bridge is full of people, the glass bridge hanging at a height of thousands of meters, under the bridge is a terrifying cliff, I don't know how many girls and boys are scared to cry along the way.

Lu Zuoyu was not afraid of heights, calmly took a step and stepped on the glass bridge.

I'm not afraid of heights when I fly right away, and my skateboarding shoes are still rubbing against the glass bridge.

The mountain was slightly afraid of heights, and after stepping on the glass on tiptoe, he felt that it was not dangerous, so he stepped over with peace of mind.

The three of them crossed the glass plank road, turned their heads, and found that the silence was still on the other side of the bridge, the slender body stood by the bridge, and the cold face attracted the onlookers of the surrounding tourists, he was like the patron saint of the glass trestle...

Mr. Shan waved his paw at Silence: "Silence Silence, come here." ”

Silence did not move.

Immediately, his eyes fluttered, and he suddenly said, "Silence is not afraid of heights, right?" ”

Mr. Shan: "No..."

Since Mr. Shan has known silence, silence is synonymous with power, as if there is no silence that cannot be silenced, and there is no silence that can be feared.

Now, suddenly discovering that silence has a "fear of heights", Shan always finds it exciting and fun, as if opening the door to a new world.

Mr. Shan stepped on the glass bridge excitedly, ran to the side of Silence, and patted his chest: "Silence, I'll take you across the bridge, don't be afraid." ”

Silent nodded.

Mr. Shan smiled, took the silent hand, and personally led him to step on the glass plank road at a height of thousands of meters.

Mr. Shan said as he walked: "When the master's live broadcast becomes famous, I will take the whole dormitory to travel overseas." When the time comes to go to the glass plank road abroad, don't be afraid. ”

Silence: "Hmm. ”

He looked down at the hands clasped together, and then raised his eyes to see the young man's messy curly little yellow hair in the mountain wind.

The abyss is at your feet, and the future may still be an abyss.

It's all worth it, though.

Over there, immediately Fei secretly lowered his voice: "Bing Cube, when did you say Lao Shan would open his mind?" ”

Silence's feelings for Mr. Shan were seen by everyone in the DW team before. Only the mountain is always in the dark, and he happily treats silence as a brother.

Lu Zuoyu sighed slightly: "It's hard to say." ”

Silence belongs to the character of selfless giving, indifferent to outsiders, but in the heart of a mountain general.

This kind of feeling is indescribable, and the future is bleak...