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About two minutes later, Sheng Heng walked into the room from the balcony and met Cheng Wenkang's somewhat weird gaze.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Sheng Heng said in a bad mood.

"I just laughed so happily, and I changed my face when I saw it." Cheng Wenkang said sourly, "Let's chat with my junior brother, I just met last night, and I called again early in the morning. You guys are too sticky. "

Sheng Heng gave him a white look, and then dialed another call: "Uncle Yue? This is Sheng Heng. I talked to Yan Hao. He decided to sell the data model to the military in the second way. There is no need to publicize his name."

"Okay, I see, you will send me the account in a while, and I will settle the income for him on the 15th of every month." Uncle Yue said.

"If you can, can you start today?" Sheng Heng said.

"Today? Did the other party ask for it?" Uncle Yue asked.

"No, it's just that Yan Hao is now learning mecha manufacturing. His financial situation is not very good. I think he is going to pay for it anyway. It's better to divide the batch of medicine that was sent to the front line to him first, and then again on a monthly basis. Here." Sheng Heng said.

"It turned out to be your little selfishness. It seems that you have a good relationship with this Yan Hao." Uncle Yue laughed.

"If the relationship is not good, how could he give me the data model." Sheng Heng did not hide it either.

"Why, listening to you, he doesn't know who you are?"

"He doesn't know." Sheng Heng said, "He just heard that I was anxious to find a high-level tranquilizer, so he went to school and borrowed a super-optical brain to calculate this data model. He just wanted to help me."

"Yes, if you know your identity, how can you choose the second method of drawing, and it is the wisest choice to directly enter the military headquarters." Uncle Yue said, "However, listening to you, he does not intend to switch back to the medicine. Professional now, want to continue learning mecha manufacturing?"

"Yes." Sheng Heng nodded.

"Xiao Heng, do you want to persuade him again? I checked his grades. His talent in pharmacy has always been good. He also studied pharmacy in six years of middle school, and his score in the college entrance examination is even the first on their planet. After so much effort, it was too wasteful to transfer mech manufacturing to another school. It's only a freshman year, and it's too late to switch back."

"Uncle Yue, I asked him, he likes mecha manufacturing." Sheng Heng emphasized.

"But his talent is clearly in the manufacture of medicines."

"Uncle Yue, he studied in middle school for six years, but finally chose to start over from mecha manufacturing. It can be seen that he really likes mecha manufacturing." Sheng Heng's voice became serious, "Perhaps he is indeed talented in medicine. But we should also respect his personal choice."

Uncle Yue was silent for a moment, and said: "Okay, I understand. I'll make arrangements now, and try to help you, a student, pass the proceeds today."

"thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Heng immediately sent Yan Hao's account to Uncle Yue. He had previously cooperated with Yan Hao to sell energy blocks, so he had Yan Hao's fund account.

"The elementary school boy has money, will he stop selling energy blocks in the future?" Cheng Wenkang suddenly realized a problem.

"The courses of the Mecha Manufacturing Department are so tight and his foundation is not good. Do you still want him to make energy blocks every day?" Sheng Heng said.

"I'm just sighing, why are you so fierce? If you have a daughter-in-law, you will forget your brother." Cheng Wenkang said aggrieved.

"you…"

"Boss, don't say you don't have any thoughts about your junior brother. If you dare to say no, I will chase him now." Cheng Wenkang said.

"Dare you!" Sheng Heng angrily picked up the book on the table and smashed it over.

Cheng Wenkang smiled and went out. Sheng Heng stood there and suddenly laughed. Is his thoughts on Yan Hao so obvious.

Department of Mecha Manufacturing.

At the end of the morning class, He Shao took Yan Hao, who was still analyzing the mecha line, and left the classroom, and walked to the cafeteria together: "How can I say that I am not active in eating, and my thinking is problematic."

"The food in the cafeteria will not be sold out. It doesn't matter if it is late." Yan Hao was puzzled. In his understanding, it was not that there was no food to eat, so why rush to the cafeteria after class. You can read two more pages of the time wasted in the queue.

"Although the meals will not be sold out, the dishes you like may be sold out. Don't you have any meals you like?" He Shao said.

"The food in the cafeteria tastes the same." Yan Hao said.

"It's almost there. The sweet and sour pork ribs on the third mouth are the best, and the fish-flavored pork ribs on the fifth mouth are the second. These two dishes are definitely gone if I can't eat these two dishes. One, I will be in a bad mood all day." He Shao said.

"Is it so exaggerated?" Yan Hao was surprised.

"Of course, not hurry up."

The two rushed to the cafeteria, but the lines in front of No. 3 and No. 5 were already full. Yan Hao walked to the front and took a look. He compared the weight of each dish and the classmates who lined up behind him. , Telling He Shao for sure that he is out of his turn. But He Shao didn't give up and insisted on queuing, hoping that someone in front of him would not eat ribs, but in the end he still couldn't make it.

In desperation, he had no choice but to order two dishes, and then sat listlessly in the cafeteria.

"We'll be here early tomorrow." Yan Hao comforted, although he couldn't understand why a serving of ribs was so important.

He Shao sighed, but his mood did not improve.

"You don't eat these two dishes every day, why are you so persistent today?"

"Do you know what it means to be hopeless? I have especially wanted to eat these two dishes since the morning. I planned to grab it in the last ten minutes of get out of class, but I could only sit here and eat celery." He Shao said.

Did your hope fail? Although he didn't know why he would feel hopeless if he didn't eat pork ribs and shredded fish-flavored pork, but he knew this feeling. In the previous life, he had been going through the process of hopelessness.

He hoped that his parents could see himself in addition to his younger brother, but his parents always only saw his younger brother. He hoped that his classmates would not reject him as friends, but the classmates did not like him to reject him. He hopes that his achievements in pharmacy will be recognized by the public, but every time he makes a breakthrough, his younger brother will also make a breakthrough, and then his own light will be completely concealed by the other party.

This kind of feeling is very uncomfortable. Every time his hope is lost, he will be sad for a long time, and he doesn't want to forget the sad mathematical formula.

His own hope is not easy to realize, but He Shao just wants to eat a dish, and his hope can actually make up for it.

"I'll help you ask again." Yan Hao said suddenly.

"What?" He Shaozheng poked the rice with his chopsticks, not very clear.

"Spare ribs may be a bit slow, but the fish-flavored shredded pork is very quick to make. I will ask the uncle in the cafeteria to see if there are any ingredients and make another one for you." After that, he didn't wait for He Shao to respond. Yan Hao got up and ran to the direction of the window.

When He Shao reacted and wanted to stop, Yan Hao had already followed the people in the cafeteria into the back kitchen.

This…

He Shao looked at the food on his plate, suddenly wondering if he had over cooked it. Moreover, he didn't expect that Yan Hao would take it seriously, so he would go to the chef just for a few complaints of his own.

However, I'm just a little touched.

"He Shao." Cheng Wenkang and Sheng Heng came over with a dinner plate. They sat across from He Shao. Cheng Wenkang asked in surprise, "Yan Hao, why are you alone."

"He went to the back kitchen." He Shao said.

"The back kitchen? Why did he go to the back kitchen?" Sheng Heng asked suspiciously.

"Go and invite the chef to cook." He Shao said with a guilty conscience.

"Unexpectedly, the elementary school brother is quite picky, so he went straight to the back kitchen to find the chef to cook." Cheng Wenkang sighed.

"Cough!" He Shao coughed with a guilty conscience after hearing this.

The mecha department is different from the mecha manufacturing department. The mecha department has very high requirements for physical fitness. The two of them were hungry at the time of the class for the whole morning, and they feasted without a few words. He Shao sat opposite, never eating, Cheng Wenkang and Sheng Heng didn't think much, just as he was waiting for the new dishes that Yan Hao asked the chef to deliver.

About five minutes later, Yan Hao finally walked out of the back kitchen with a plate in his hand, and ran back happily.

"Senior Sheng, Senior Cheng, you are here too." Seeing the two, Yan Hao was a little surprised.

"Yeah." Sheng Heng smiled and nodded, then glanced at the dishes on the plate and said, "You like fish-flavored shredded pork."

"I like it." Yan Hao is not picky about food, so he likes to eat everything. As he said, he put the plate in front of He Shao, "He Shao, eat it, see if you like it?"

Seeing his action, Sheng Heng immediately realized that something was wrong, and looked at He Shao with surprise.

He Shao touched his nose awkwardly, and whispered, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, you have a taste. The chef just got off work. I made this plate, but I haven't cooked for a long time. I don't know how it tastes." When he was at home, he studied cooking for a while. But then I didn't do it again when I went to university. Calculated based on the time of a lifetime, I have probably not cooked for more than ten years.

"You did it?!" Three voices sounded at the same time.

"Yes." Yan Hao looked at Sheng Heng and invited, "Senior, also taste it."

"Okay." Sheng Heng nodded, took a chopstick and tasted it, and then his eyes lit up. When he was about to speak and praise, he saw He Shao and Cheng Wenkang after a bite of fish-flavored shredded pork. I took out the chopsticks and caught half of it in a blink of an eye.

"What are you doing?" Sheng Heng was angry, "Yan Hao made this for himself. He hasn't eaten it yet. You all robbed him of it."

"Yan Hao originally made it for me." Cheng Wenkang was stopped by Sheng Heng's voice, but He Shao didn't have it. He justified his chopsticks again.

Sheng Heng looked at Yan Hao.

Yan Hao nodded and explained, "He Shao likes the fish-flavored shredded pork here, but he didn't get it."

Then you did it for him? !

Thinking of this, Sheng Heng's gaze looking at He Shao suddenly became uncomfortable.

He Shao was agitated, his hand shook the food, and then silently pushed the last third of the rest over: "Then what, do you want some seniors?"

Sheng Heng snorted, then brought the plate with him.