Vicious Male Counterpart Isn’t Competing Anymore

In the laboratory, the Barbie yawned fiercely. He had already—had not slept for a week—a solid sleep. At this time, any yawn could make him secrete sleepy tears.

I chose to learn mecha manufacturing because of how much water was in my mind.

Every time at this time, Barbies will cry out from the soul.

Barbie sighed, rubbed his dry and stinging eyes, and planned to go outside to drink some saliva. At this moment, from the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a reminder message on the optical brain terminal on his left wrist.

Someone looking for me?

Barbie opened it and looked at it, and found that Yan Hao had sent it to him, and it was three or four hours ago. When Barbies conducts experiments, they will first shield their optical brain. If it is not for people in the research institute to find him, outsiders will not be able to get in touch with him.

"Did you encounter any problems?" Although Barbie was very tired, he thought that Yan Hao had just come to the research institute and only knew himself a little bit more, so he tried to open it up and wanted to see what Yan Hao was. It's not that there is any trouble.

Then……

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~~~"—the sound penetrated the roof and directly frightened the other four people in the laboratory.

The four men with disheveled hair and red eyes turned their heads to look at the Barbie, and then looked at each other dumbfoundedly.

"Sixth Junior Brother can't bear the collapse?"

"It's not enough, it's only seven days."

—A young man with a workbench next to the Barbie — walked over with a worried expression: "Brother, are you too tired?"

Barbie looked at the young man—eyes, and then—the yelling that hugged the young man’s shoulders suddenly turned into a hahaha laugh, which sounded like crazy.

"This is crazy, right."

"Xiao Qi, you send Xiao Liu back to the dormitory." Senior Brother San frowned and said to the young man.

The young man nodded, and was about to leave with the Babbit, but the Babbit broke free: "What are you doing, let me go, I'm not crazy."

"Brother, what happened to you just now? Why did you suddenly yell." The young man was Ruan Bowen, who was the youngest disciple of the Academy before Yan Hao became Zhong's apprentice, and was also Yan Hao's seventh brother.

"I, hahaha~~~" Barbie couldn't control it and laughed again.

Everyone looked at each other, and their eyes all flashed the same signal: Bobby is crazy, send it to the hospital.

The third elder brother nodded towards Ruan Bowen, Ruan Bowen would know, grabbing the smirking Barbie and dragging it out the door.

"Hey, what are you doing, I said I'm not crazy." The Barbie tried to break free, but this time-Ruan Bowen increased his strength, and the Barbie couldn't break free of time.

"I'm really not crazy, you let me go." Barbie pulled the door frame with both hands, watching that he was about to be sent to the hospital as a mental illness, and anxiously yelled to the third senior who looked at him with a painful face. Said, "Senior Brother, I solved the formula."

These words are no different from thunder on the ground, and everyone looks at the Barbie in surprise.

"No, I didn't solve it..."

The surprise faded, and at the same time the cause of the Barbie madness was found.

"Little Junior Brother solved it, and the formula is in my optical brain terminal."

The words of Barbies-when they fell, suddenly felt that Ruan Bowen was pulling him less forcefully, he was relieved, and was about to explain a few more words-when he looked up, he saw three more figures suddenly in front of him.

Senior Brother Three, Four, Five, line up, staring enthusiastically at his hand, the optical brain terminal on his head: "What about the formula?"

five minutes later.

The five people stared at the formula being cast on the big screen, respecting gods.

"Savior."

The next day, Yan Hao got up as usual, freshened up-Fanhou planned to go out for dinner, the door-opened, and he was frightened back by the five figures standing at the door-step back.

"Master~Brother?"-The next five senior brothers are here, and Yan Hao doesn't know who to call first, "Why are you here?"

"Little Junior Brother." The third senior brother stared at Yan Hao with scorching eyes,-stepping forward, in Yan Hao's somewhat startled gaze,-hugged the person, "We have done it, ahhahaha..."

The other four also smiled from the bottom of their hearts at this time, saying thanks to Yan Hao.

"Little Junior Brother, thanks to your formula, we completed the modification of the three-generation system ahead of schedule."

"Little brother, you are the savior."

"Little brother, thank you."

"I told you all, Junior Brother is a genius in mathematics, right." Bobby insect-the pride of the face.

"What are you talking about? You didn't calculate the formula."

"The genius is not your genius."

"But Junior Brother was the first I met."

"What's the matter with the first person you met? The little brother isn't you, your personal little brother."

Yan Hao was held tightly by the three senior brothers, listening to the bickering between the senior brothers in his ears, vaguely understood, the last-little anxiety in his heart completely disappeared and turned into a warm stream.

Sure enough, Brother Heng was right. People who like me can naturally feel my heart. The seniors seem to like me.

The Babies and others came after finishing the update of the three-generation system. They-all of them were still sleepy, but wanted to thank Yan Hao in person-Xia Yan Hao, so they waited outside Yan Hao's door first. At this time, I was grateful, and I couldn't hold it all with my energy and energy, so I went back to the dormitory to sleep. They—sleeping—that's—all day, Yan Hao—and didn't see them again until noon the next day.

He was called by someone.

"Little Junior Brother." Yan Hao entered the door and met five enthusiastic gazes. After a day of rest, all five of them finally returned to normal.

Yan Hao smiled, then walked in front of Mr. Zhong and yelled respectfully—"Teacher, are you looking for me?"

When Mr. Zhong asked him to come over, he only said that there was something, but didn't say anything.

"I heard that you also participated in the modification of the third-generation system?" Zhong Lao asked.

Yan Hao subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the seniors standing next to him. Did the seniors talk to the teacher about this matter?

As if seeing Yan Hao's doubts, the third senior nodded at him with a smile.

"I just provided the seniors with an idea." Yan Hao replied.

"That's not just an idea. The calculation formulas provided by the junior brothers not only solve the problem of the arm system, but also increase the amount of calculation of the entire system. The performance of the current three-generation system is at least 20% higher than what we initially expected. "Senior Brother said, "So teacher, please add the name of the junior brother."

Add a name, what's the name?

"They want to add you to the research and development list of the research institute's three-generation system, what do you think?" Zhong Lao asked Yan Hao.

Yan Hao was shocked-jumped: "This, no, I just helped calculate a formula, how can I count as a researcher?"

The three-generation system is a project that the teacher has led the seniors to develop for several years. He spent half a day working out a formula. How can it be signed like the seniors who have studied hard for several years.

"But without you, we couldn't have completed the research and development of the third-generation system so quickly." Senior Brother Three said.

"It's just a matter of time. Even if you don't have me, you can take some time to solve it." Yan Hao said.

"Your formula directly improves the performance of the third-generation system by 20%. It can be said that the third-generation line system has been upgraded for the second time with your own strength. This is not something we can do in a short time." Senior Brother Wu said.

"It's not just this formula. The math problem that you solved for me half a year ago was actually a bottleneck encountered by the third-generation system. If you count it, you have actually been involved in the development of the third-generation system six months ago. "Bobby Worm said.

"right."

"Yes." The others agreed.

Yan Hao was not good at rejecting people. At this time, he was "besieged" by the seniors, and could only helplessly look at Elder Zhong, doing his last struggle: "Teacher."

"Since the others have no objection, add your name as well."

"But..." Yan Hao still felt inappropriate.

"Although you only calculated two formulas, it took less than one day, but you have completed their six months of work." As he said, Mr. Zhong swept the row of five people with disgust.

"..." Senior brothers.

We are so useless!

"However, are you officially involved in the research? It is not appropriate to be regarded as a formal R&D personnel. I will give you the position of a R&D assistant and put it at the end of the list."

Mr. Zhong’s words came out, Yan Hao had to refuse instead, and the personnel who assisted in R&D can be regarded as R&D assistants. Yan Hao did help solve the two major problems encountered in the development of the third-generation system. Strictly speaking, it is indeed considered as R&D assistant. R&D assistant.

Although the senior brothers felt that the value that Yan Hao brought to the third-generation system far exceeded that of an R&D assistant, making Yan Hao sign the R&D assistant a little bit aggrieved, but Zhong Lao, the final word, they are not good to say anything, so this The matter is so settled. When the third-generation system was announced, Yan Hao was listed as an R&D assistant.

After the news of the completion of the development of the third-generation system was announced, the upgrade of the mecha system was put on the agenda.

In their free time, the seniors talked about system upgrades the most.

"This time the system is upgraded, will Junior Brother go with us?" Ruan Bowen asked.

"Sure, we will all leave the academy, and the teacher will leave too, so we can't leave the little junior brother in the academy alone." Bobby insect said.

"Are you leaving the research institute?" Yan Hao asked.

"Yes, the development of the third-generation system is completed, and then the system upgrades for the mechas of the military department will be completed, and they will be assisted as soon as possible to familiarize themselves with the operation of the new system." Babbitt explained.

Yan Hao nodded.

"You said, the people of the three major families have to try their best to get the teacher to go to them again."

"Sure, it's not like this every year. However, people from the three big families must have never imagined that every time a teacher chooses a place, it is by lottery."

"The last time the system was upgraded, where did the teacher go?"

"It seems that the lottery has caught Admiral Feng's place."

"Then I guess I will pick one from Sima's and Sheng's this time."

Listening to the analysis of the seniors, Yan Hao became more and more puzzled: "The system is all-the same, and the full upgrade will be completed sooner or later, why do you want to grab it?"

"It's not just a matter of the system. Who is our teacher, the tenth-level mecha maker." The third senior brother told Yan Hao, "Although the teacher has a bad temper, he admires the soldiers on the front line very much. He usually works in the academy. I’m very busy doing research here, but as long as I go to the army, the mecha makers in the army will ask any questions they don’t understand, and the teacher will help answer them. As students of the teacher, we may not think anything, but for others For the mecha makers of China, it is something that cannot be expected to be taught by the mecha master."

"The three major families have their own factions, and they also have their own batch of mecha-makers. In this system upgrade, the teacher will divide us into three groups, among them, he will personally lead the group. Think about it, did the teacher go? Which station, which station mecha maker can get this opportunity."

Yan Hao nodded in amazement. It turned out to be just a system upgrade, with so many twists and turns.

"Little Junior Brother, you must have followed the teacher-group, then which resident do you prefer to go to?" Sixth Senior Brother Ruan Bowen asked curiously.

"Admiral Sheng's residence."

Ruan Bowen just casually asked, but he didn't expect that Yan Hao would answer so clearly, he couldn't help being more curious: "Why?"

Yan Hao's face was red, and his chopsticks poked the rice: "I... boyfriend is there."

Yes, Sheng Heng went to the residence of the Sheng family and gave his eldest brother the Phantom Potion.

"!!!" Senior brothers.

After a short silence.

"Or, go through the back door." Bobby bug suggested.

In Yan Hao's puzzled eyes, the senior brothers looked at each other and nodded.

So on the second day, when Mr. Zhong asked his disciples to make the paper ball of the lottery, he naturally touched the residence of Admiral Sheng.

"Then go to the residence of the Sheng family, the third child, you and the fifth child go to Feng's house. The fourth child, the seventh child go to Sima's house. The sixth child, you and Yan Hao go with me." Zhong Lao divided the labor.

"Yes."

Yan Hao looked up at the Barbie ignorantly, but saw that the Barbie winked at him playfully-lowered his eyes.

Yan Hao suddenly: It turned out that it was this back door.

The author has something to say: Sheng Heng: Look at my daughter-in-law, before she even enters the door, she will serve our family first.

Senior brothers: For the sake of the sister-in-law, why don't you go through the back door?