Break through the steam game library

"we all know."

Primary school is self-study at 6:30, and ends at 6 pm in spring and summer, and at 5:30 in autumn and winter.

Lu Zhengkang is mid-slow, so the seats in the row are mid-sliding.

At the beginning, the seats were arranged automatically by the computer, but the class teacher arranged to rearrange the seats.When dividing seats, boys stand in a row and girls stand in a row, from tall to short.There are 14 girls and 17 boys.So there are three boys who are not good enough for girls, and one has to be alone.

Lu Zhengkang looked at the team of the opposite girls in the team. Su Xiangli was pointing and counting the heads. She said that she would be at the same table with Lu Zhengkang. This is a good opportunity. Otherwise, she would have to wait for the next semester or even next year. Row seats.

Zhang Yingxuan stood behind Lu Zhengkang, his eyes were not squinted, but there was a head on his shoulders, that was his back table, a leather boy named Zhou Ping, who was very tall, was squeezed in the middle of the team, with his shoulders shrunk. Droop the neck, try not to attract the attention of the head teacher.

He sniffed his nose and muttered in Zhang Yingxuan's ear, "I don't want to sit with a girl, I want to sit with you, the girl is so annoying, Wu Danci used a pen to poke me before."

Zhang Yingxuan was surprised, "Why did she poke you?"

"She said my hands were too long, so she poked me."

Lu Zhengkang raised his head, "Did you stretch out your hand?"

"What can I do, the table is just that big."

The head teacher is a capable old woman who looks like fifty, but in fact she is sixty years old. She speaks with a sharp and violent manner. Standing in the classroom and raising her throat, she can hear the whole building clearly.

"Zhou Ping! You go back."

Zhou Ping bitterly, "Teacher, I am so tall."

"Stand up straight!"

Zhou Ping straightened his back, but his knees were bent down. He thought that the head teacher was blocked from seeing, but he was betrayed by the classmates behind him without hesitation. "Teacher, he squatted down."

"Zhou Ping stand back! I like to follow Zhang Yingxuan's ass so much! Go down!"

Lu Zhengkang almost laughed.But still held back, the other classmates were very unkind and giggling, Zhou Ping flushed and drew back from the team.

The class teacher's seating was not entirely in the order of mixed men and women. There were also two girls together. In the end, Su Xiangli backed back again and again, and finally got the same table with Lu Zhengkang as he wished.

But the head teacher still laughed at her little girl for relying on the boys for being out of character.

Primary school work is naturally more busy than preschool, and there are more key tasks. The overall level of their class is good, but the individual gap is also quite large.

The full score of the entrance examination is 300, Lu Zhengkang scored 300, Zhang Yingxuan was 217, and Su Xiangli was 192.

But quite a few students came in near the passing line, that is, they were in their early one hundred and sixty.

They represent the normal level, and they are all in the preparatory class.

The teachers never worry about Lu Zhengkang's learning problems, and the only requirement for him is to obediently not make trouble.

Lu Zhengkang asked the head teacher if she had ever heard an old song with "Wife in Australia, Mansion" in the phrase. The head teacher said that he was not clear, but he could introduce Lu Zhengkang to her friend, a professor at the Conservatory.

It is said that people with high levels are not simple guys.

The head teacher has a social credit rating of four, and she said that her professor friend has a social credit rating of five. She teaches at the Central Conservatory of Music, specializing in the field of intelligent arrangement.

Lu Zhengkang pondered an e-mail with a rigorous wording and sent it to the big guy, who did not reply until a week later.

8:16-2083. 9.23 "Hello, Lu Zhengkang, I am sorry that it took so long to reply to your email. Your question itself is just a simple retrieval question, I think you can solve it by just turning on your phone and checking it. Because of this, I asked my assistant to solve the matter, but he found me the day before yesterday and said that he couldn't find it.

"So I personally searched the National Historical Music Library, and the results are gratifying, but due to policy issues, I can't tell you the specific content, and you will assume that you have not asked this question. Finally, I wish Deer good health and study progress."

There is no signature, only the date.

The mail was automatically deleted after reading, and Lu Zhengkang was silently in a daze looking at the "mail withdrawn" prompt on the phone.

Unsurprisingly, Lu Zhengkang realized when he could not find the song by his own means, it is very likely that this song has been "collected" long ago, and it cannot be used by citizens with low social trust levels or non-professional citizens. Reading, because it has content that violates the scientific literacy of the public, it may seem to others that the left and right are just a song, but it is such a hazard.

Lu Zhengkang sent an e-mail to his fourth cousin again to talk about the song. After half a month, the cousin replied that he had no good way, but he could recommend Lu Zhengkang to a family hiding in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. A small video rental room in Luoshan New District.

Lu Zhengkang opened the map and looked at it. The border of Luoshan New District was 260 kilometers away from home, which was quite close. The video rental room did not have an email address. This is really rare now, almost like Wild animals in the zoo.

Su Xiangli was lying on the table, very steady, obediently, tilted his head, and discussed with Lu Zhengkang, "Shall we go to that video store together on the weekend?"

Facing the morning light, the little girl's face was bright and fluffy, and her cheeks were soft and greasy, pink, like a little peach.

Chapter 436: Su Xiangli who is good at teasing

Lu Zhengkang fiddled with his mobile phone, just like fiddle with a brick, the youth mode is really a gadget that is too easy to use.

When get out of class is over, the students gather together to play games in twos and threes. On the contrary, there are very few people sitting in their seats. The environment is extremely noisy. The two of them want to whisper and not appear too close, so they can only wait for the low ebb of the students' cheering-play Clapping games, or origami, etc. elementary school students can always find new fun and cheer for small things.

"I said, let's go find songs together this weekend, okay?"

"It's quite far there."

"I checked, if I go at 6 in the morning, I will be back at 3 in the afternoon."

"But we have to stay in that store for a while. Let's count as one hour."

"Then four o'clock in the afternoon, oh, and lunch..."

Lu Zhengkang squinted. The classroom lighting is very natural, but in general, it is not very bright, it can only be regarded as not dark. It can make people read without paying attention. The class teacher has blown it, and the school’s lighting equipment is much older. Don’t worry, there’s less blue light, eye protection, and that one is more vigorous than the talk show host, but the head teacher seems to have been an amateur comedian for a period of time before, not to mention the more professional , But the four lessons were scammed, and they came with open mouth.

In the ears, there seemed to be another class teacher's old woman singing folk songs brightly, Lu Zhengkang looked at Su Xiangli in the sad light.The little girl's mouth sprayed with the smell of fermented wheat and the smell of grease. What would her breakfast be?Noodles are still steamed buns. Of course, siu mai and dumplings are also possible, and steamed buns with lard residue are also possible.Smell again, but Su Xiangli shut up.

Lu Zhengkang realized that he was staring at her lips for too long, and it seemed that he couldn't guess her breakfast, regret.

"Is there something on my mouth?"

"No, what did you have for breakfast?"

"A meat bun, a bowl of seaweed soup."

"Oh, there is seaweed, is seaweed added with shrimp skin?"

"No, I don't like dried shrimps."

"No wonder, how can seaweed soup not add shrimp skin? That is soulless!"

"What soul, you are lying again."

Lu Zhengkang smiled, "I don't lie to people, only pigs."

"you are a pig!"

"Admit that I was talking about you so soon?"

Su Xiangli was furious, don't go too far and ignore Lu Zhengkang.