"You...you are talking nonsense!"

Shame and indignation overwhelmed him, and he wanted to escape immediately from this place where he felt ashamed.

"You...you know nothing! Superficial!"

This pale and powerless curse was almost a roar, filled with frustration and despair.

Zhao Rui grabbed the scattered books and notebooks on the table and stuffed them into the half-worn canvas backpack roughly as if to vent his anger. He didn't care that the corners of the books were curled up by the impact.

He lowered his head, slammed the chair that was blocking his way, and rushed out of the classroom door without looking back after a sharp friction sound.

"Bang--!"

The door was slammed shut.

At this moment, the classroom door was gently pushed open.

The counselor, Mr. Wang Jianguo, came in with several documents in his hand.

He obviously heard the sound of the door slamming, and there was a hint of confusion on his face.

"What happened? Who ran away just now? What was the commotion? Zhao Rui?" He recognized the figure from behind.

"Teacher Wang..." Li Wei was about to explain, but didn't know where to start.

Yan Qiang stood up straight with some embarrassment.

Lu Qingyang took a deep breath, regained his composure, and prepared to speak up and take responsibility.

Teacher Wang waved his hand, not allowing them to answer immediately. He walked to the podium, put down his documents, and scanned the class again, finally landing on Yan Qiang and Lu Qingyang.

"On the first day of school, families come from all over the world, with different backgrounds and experiences, so it's normal for ideas to clash."

He paused, then pointedly said, "Especially in our class, there are young people like Li Wei and Chen Peng who just graduated from high school, veterans like Yan Qiang who were admitted from the production line, and... well, students like Zhao Rui who have more unique ideas. This is a good thing, which shows that our group is full of vitality."

He walked up to Yan Qiang and patted the worker's sturdy shoulder:

"Comrade Yan Qiang, you are the elder brother of our class. You have rich practical experience, which is an invaluable asset. Were you discussing a physics problem just now? Don't be afraid of arguments. The more you argue, the clearer the truth becomes! Practice brings true knowledge. This saying will never go out of date."

Yan Qiang felt warmed by Teacher Wang's pat on the back, and his uneasiness dissipated a lot. He nodded vigorously:

"Teacher Wang, you're right! We...we were just discussing the problem."

Teacher Wang looked at Lu Qingyang again and said, "Qingyang, it's a good thing for young people to be ambitious, but you must pay attention to the methods and approaches. In our physics department, we must look up to the stars and pursue the depth and height of theory."

He pointed to the ceiling and then to his feet. "We must be down-to-earth and attach importance to the application and transformation of knowledge. The two are not separate but complementary, especially during this special period when our country is in need of reconstruction and urgently needs talented people for construction!"

"Okay." Teacher Wang picked up a document, changed the subject, and diluted the tense atmosphere.

"I'm here to inform you that the preliminary list of groups for the basic physics experiment has been drawn up and posted on the bulletin board. You can go and take a look after class.

In addition, tomorrow at 3:00 PM, the department will organize a tour for freshmen to visit the school history museum and the key laboratory of the Department of Physics to learn about our history and cutting-edge research directions. Everyone must attend on time and not be absent.

When the topic of visiting the school history museum and key laboratories was mentioned, the dull atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became lively.

Teacher Wang gave a few more instructions and then left.

As soon as he left, the atmosphere in the classroom finally relaxed.

"Huh..." Li Wei took a long breath and patted her chest. "I was scared to death. Zhao Rui was like that just now..."

Chen Peng walked up to Lu Qingyang and whispered, "Student Lu, you just said... you're really bold. But, what you said makes sense. I support you. It's just that Zhao Rui has a bad temper... and his family seems to be well off. What's the big deal? Let's not provoke him, okay?"

Zhou Zhe pushed his glasses and took the initiative to speak, saying to Lu Qingyang:

"Clear logic and powerful rebuttal."

This is already a very high evaluation from him.

Yan Qiang looked at Lu Qingyang again, his eyes full of gratitude: "Comrade Lu, thank you. If it weren't for you today... Alas, I'm not good at speaking, and I can't explain those principles. Teacher Wang is right. Let's study hard in the future and do well in both theory and practice!"

Lu Qingyang smiled and said, "Brother Yan, let's learn from each other. Teacher Wang said that arguing is for the sake of understanding. Let's go and check out the experimental groups."

…

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the alleys of Beijing a warm orange-red.

Lu Qingyang rode his bicycle back home. He was the only day student in the class.

"Are you back?" Shen Moxiao had just arrived home.

"Yeah, I'm back."

Lu Qingyang put down his schoolbag, hugged Xiaotou and Xiaoyuer first, and rubbed their faces affectionately, making the two children giggle.

The fatigue of the day seemed to be completely melted away by the warmth of home at this moment.

At the dinner table, Fang Zhong and Ding Panyun naturally asked about the two people's first day of reporting.

Lu Qingyang casually mentioned that the course load was full and the classmates were all excellent.

After dinner, after coaxing the two children to sleep, Lu Qingyang and Shen Mo finally had the chance to sit at the table in the yard and enjoy a moment of solitude and tranquility.

The cool night wind in early autumn blew through the grape vines in the corner of the yard, making a slight rustling sound.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on the two of them.

Lu Qingyang asked softly, "How do you feel about your first day at the hospital? Are you getting used to it?"

Chen Mo blinked, as if thinking: "It feels... very different. The people there are very smart."

"The class started in the afternoon. The 'Introduction to Human Anatomy' teacher took us to visit the specimen display room... Although I had seen pictures in books before, the impact of actually seeing those processed specimens of bones, muscles, and internal organs was... too shocking. Hehe, I was... a little scared." She scratched her head embarrassedly.

This was the first time she had seen those things up close.

Shen Mo scratched her head, frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered something.

"...It's just that riding a bike back home every day is quite troublesome."

Shen Mo scratched her head, frowning slightly, but her eyes showed more reluctance to leave the two guys.

"If we live in the dormitory, we won't see 께녪頭 and 께鱼儿 at night. They grow so fast, they look different every day."

She sighed softly, her concern as a new mother evident in her words.

In the moonlight, Shen Mo's face looked particularly gentle.

Although she was already a mother of two children at the age of nineteen, under Lu Qingyang's careful care, her skin was fair and translucent, like the finest mutton-fat jade, glowing with a lustrous luster in the clear light.

Her figure is still light and graceful, with the slenderness of a young girl.

She was talking about the troubles she had encountered on the road and her longing for her children when she suddenly realized that Lu Qingyang hadn't spoken a word and was just staring at her quietly.