Vicious Male Counterpart Isn’t Competing Anymore

"Mimic induction" is a brand new field for Yan Hao. Since buying the small robot that day, Yan Hao has spent at least half of his time studying the mimic system above, and the remaining half is spent on assembling the mecha arm. superior.

Because of the approach of the final exam, He Shao was desperately practicing the production of the five-level energy block, and his mental power also got a breakthrough in the continuous practice, and finally successfully produced a 75.62% efficiency block three days before the final exam. Five-level energy block. He was so happy that he collapsed the bed in the dormitory.

During this period, Sheng Heng couldn't meet his junior in the cafeteria, so he called Yan Hao twice on the grounds of replacing parts for his own mecha, and every time Yan Hao came, he hurriedly changed the parts and left. That was perfunctory. The attitude made Sheng Heng a little bit injured. At the same time, I deeply understand that in the eyes of the junior brother, he is inferior to scientific research.

"Hey." Sheng Heng couldn't help sighing.

"Want to be cute again?" When Cheng Wenkang saw his boss sigh, he immediately guessed the original.

"I've said it, don't call it cute." Sheng Heng glared.

"Boss, it's useless for you to control me. If you have the ability, you can control them." Cheng Wenkang pointed behind him.

Behind him were the students of Mecha Driving Department who had finished the one-day course. The students were sweating profusely and looked tired.

"The lessons in this class are really tiring, my hands are sore, I miss Little Cutie."

"Since I have a cutie, my fingers are no longer sour."

"Thank you little cute, with it, I can practice for two hours a day on average."

"Go, let's go soak up cuteness together."

"Crack."

Hearing the abnormal noise, Cheng Wenkang quickly held someone with his eyes and hands: "Boss, calm down, just squeeze the back of the chair. If you squeeze your classmate's neck, you will go to jail."

"How can they talk like this?" What is Pao Xiao cutie.

"They didn't mean that, they were going to soak Xiaocute, no, they were making medicine, they weren't really going to soak the juniors, they didn't even know who Xiaocute was." Cheng Wenkang comforted, "There are only Only you who know the identity of the primary school brother have this opportunity."

Since Yan Hao’s muscle-relieving medicinal bag was published on Xing.com, it has been widely used among mecha fighters. People who use it more have naturally become a little closer to the developer of the medicinal bag. Later, I didn't know who opened the head, and the muscle soothing herb bag stopped calling, and it was changed to a cute herb bag. So that every time the training is over, among the students of the Mecha Department, you can hear the conversation just now.

These words were nothing at all, they were just to express their closeness to the little cute pharmacist, but these words didn't taste right when they were heard in Sheng Heng's ears. This month, as soon as the mecha class is over, he will be angry.

Sheng Heng calmed down as expected, but his emotions were not very high: "He is only sophomore in half a year."

"That’s right, it’s good to wait until the sophomore year. The sophomore year has to learn to make and repair mechas. At that time, every mecha maker must be paired with at least one student of our mecha driving department. Then you go to The elementary school brothers won over, don't they have the opportunity to contact." Cheng Wenkang said.

"I need you to say it." Sheng Heng thought for a while, and suddenly said, "But generally they are matched in the same grade. You said, should I..."

"Repetition." Cheng Wenkang said.

Sheng Heng did not speak, as if tacitly agreeing.

"Don't do it anymore. If Brother Yan knows that you are going to a university and you are repeating a grade, he will come over and beat you." Cheng Wenkang persuaded him earnestly.

"No, for them, it doesn't matter if I stay or not. I can't get on the battlefield anyway." Sheng Heng's eyes showed a bit of bitterness.

Cheng Wenkang secretly said how to bring the topic to this point.

"It's time for dinner, Boss, let's go to the cafeteria to have dinner. At this point, maybe we can still meet the junior brother." Cheng Wenkang tried to change the subject.

"Let's go." Sheng Heng knew that the other party wanted to change the subject, and he got up and walked outside without breaking through.

Dormitory of Mecha Manufacturing Department.

He Shao opened Yan Hao's quilt and looked at someone on the bed who curled up into a ball because there was no quilt. He was angrily and amusingly pulling him up: "Yan Hao, get me up."

"I'm sleepy." Yan Hao was forced to get up, but his eyes still didn't open.

"You went to bed after eating. You didn't eat dinner last night. You have been asleep until now. You will starve to death if you go to bed." He Shao said in a bad mood.

Since Yan Hao got the intelligent robot, he devoted himself to the research of mimicry induction system. It was okay at the beginning, because there are still classes in school every day. Although Yan Hao has a strong self-study ability and has far more knowledge points than the freshman course, he still goes to class. But half a month ago, in order to give students enough time to prepare for the final exam, the school closed classes.

This suspension of classes made Yan Hao go crazy. He stayed in the laboratory for half a month and never returned to the dormitory. He delivered three meals a day. Finally, he finally left the customs last night and went to sleep when he came back. The depth of sleep scared him and he almost sent people to the infirmary.

"It's okay, I can sleep for 26 hours." Yan Hao is very familiar with his current state. In the previous life, he often spent sleepless nights and forgot to conduct research. After each research, he would sleep for 26 hours.

"If you don't eat, your stomach will be bad." He Shao pulled the person out of the bed and pressed him on the chair.

"It's okay, it can be cured." With the current medical level, stomach problems are not difficult to cure.

He Shao didn't care about him. He took Yan Hao's clothes and put on him forcibly, dragged people out of the dormitory building.

He Shao finally took the person to the cafeteria and found a place for him to sit down: "Sit here and wait, I'll go to have a meal."

Yan Hao sat obediently. He didn't sleep enough. He was walking just now. He was a little sleepy when he sat down. He couldn't help propping his head with his left hand and tapping. But he himself didn't have much strength, he was dozing off again, and he lit his left hand suddenly, his head was about to be knocked on the dining table when he looked at him, and he slammed his hand out of the oblique thorn, and held it in time. Yan Hao's chin.

Yan Hao was so sleepy that he didn't notice anything abnormal, so he went to sleep with the palm of his chin on his pillow, even rubbing his face and turning his face.

"..." Sheng Heng's lips twitched slightly, only to feel that the face of the junior brother was really soft.

"I'm going, how sleepy the junior brother is, he can fall asleep here." Cheng Wenkang walked over with their dinner plates alone.

After having dinner just now, they habitually looked for the younger brother in the cafeteria, and their efforts paid off. The younger brother who had disappeared for half a month finally appeared in the cafeteria today. He and Sheng Heng hurriedly walked towards the direction of the primary school brother with the dinner plate, and then they approached, and saw that the primary school brother wanted to use his knowledge-rich head to compare the hardness of the aluminum alloy dining table. Tucked it to him and flew over.

That speed is definitely the speed that S-class physical abilities can show.

"You keep your voice down." Sheng Heng glared at Cheng Wenkang slowly.

"Don't worry, he can fall asleep when the cafeteria is so noisy, and he can be woken up by me." Cheng Wenkang sat down opposite the two of them disapprovingly.

Sheng Heng gave him a glance.

"Let's eat." Cheng Wenkang pushed the plate that belonged to Sheng Heng over.

Sheng Heng glanced at it, but didn't move.

"Boss, the junior brother is no longer in danger, you can withdraw your hand." Cheng Wenkang reminded.

Until now, Sheng Heng's right hand is still under Yan Hao's head.

"Eat your meal."

Cheng Wenkang smiled, and understood, he was reluctant to take it back. He no longer cares about Sheng Heng, and eats his own meal. And Sheng Heng's palm is always under Yan Hao's head, moving from time to time, touching Yan Hao's warm cheek with his fingertips, like stealing something beloved, and wanting to touch it, but afraid of being discovered.

Five minutes later, He Shao came back with a dinner plate and saw Sheng Heng and Cheng Wenkang sitting at the table. He didn't feel surprised at all. After all, he and Yan Hao came to the cafeteria for dinner ten times, and they could meet them eight times. He had guessed it a long time ago, it must have been deliberate by someone with ulterior motives.

"Asleep again?" He Shao put the dinner plate on the dining table and didn't say hello. He pulled Yan Hao up in the past. Sheng Heng's expression changed when he was rude.

He held He Shao: "What are you doing?"

"Call him to get up and eat." He Shao said.

"Have you not seen him very sleepy?" Sheng Heng said.

"He hasn't eaten three meals, do you want to starve him to death?" He Shao stared back.

Didn't eat three meals? Sheng Heng was taken aback, He Shao took the opportunity to break away from Sheng Heng's hand, grabbing Yan Hao's shoulder and shaking him: "Yan Hao, get up and eat."

Yan Hao opened his eyes in a daze, and was stuffed with a pair of chopsticks: "Eat."

"Oh." Yan Hao took his chopsticks and began to eat obediently. That way, I don't know if he is awake or sleepwalking.

"What's wrong with him?" Sheng Heng asked.

"In order to study mimicry induction, he stayed in the laboratory for half a month. He went back to the dormitory yesterday afternoon and slept until just now. I was afraid he was starving, so I dragged him out." He Shao briefly introduced.

"Half a month, only returned to the dormitory yesterday. He has been in the laboratory for half a month?" Sheng Heng's face went dark, "Why didn't you stop him."

"You thought I never stopped. I dragged him back to the dormitory, thinking he was asleep, but woke up the next morning, only to find that he ran back in the middle of the night." He Shao said angrily, "I can't help but Keep guarding him while you sleep."

"Good fellow, where is this for research? This is a delusion." Cheng Wenkang was speechless.

"Then he slept for so long, why is it still like this." It has been twenty hours since yesterday afternoon.

"He said that he has to sleep for 26 hours." He Shao couldn't help but complain. "Even the time of bed is so precise. At first glance, he has rich experience. I must have been so closed before."

"Don't just eat, drink some water." Sheng Heng has been observing Yan Hao's state. Seeing that he only knows about eating, he doesn't drink a sip of water, he couldn't help but pass the water over.

Yan Hao shook his head, and suddenly covered his stomach with his left hand.

"What's wrong?" Sheng Heng found out.

"It hurts." Yan Hao frowned.

"I just said that if you don't eat, your stomach will be bad." He Shao had an unexpected expression.

"I'm going to buy medicine." Sheng Heng got up to buy medicine.

"No need." Yan Hao held Sheng Heng, "When I finish eating, I will prepare the medicine by myself."

“For stomach problems, it’s better to take finished medicines from the hospital, and the effect is quicker.” Pharmacists are a profession born after human beings have awakened their mental powers. Therefore, most of the medicines that pharmacists allocate are aimed at mental powers. As for ordinary physical diseases, people still go to the hospital for treatment. Of course, if the pharmacist wants to, he can also prepare a symptomatic medicine based on his knowledge of the properties of the medicine. However, the medicine prepared in this way is not as effective as the finished medicine developed by science and technology in treating diseases like stomach diseases.

Therefore, only when the finished medicine is ineffective or do not want to leave side effects, people will find a pharmacist to prepare the relevant medicine.

"My stomach medicine is no longer effective." Yan Hao subconsciously said.

As soon as he said this, the three people who were sitting at the dinner were stunned. With current medical technology, how bad the stomach will be before the finished medicine is useless.

"After eating, go to the hospital." Sheng Heng made a final decision.

So Yan Hao, who wanted to go back to sleep after eating, was dragged to the hospital mercilessly by the three of them. Once the examination was completed, he was completely awake. When he understands why he appeared in the hospital, Yan Hao is not well.

This is sleepy and confused, saying the wrong thing. In his previous life, he had a bad stomach because of frequent experiments and irregular diet, but he didn't have it in this life. He wanted to explain, but looking at the dignified faces of the three of them, he knew at a glance that he would not believe it, so he simply waited for the results of the hospital's examination.

The results of the examination were available within half an hour, and everyone was waiting in the consulting room until a nurse came over and introduced them to the doctor's office.

"Yan Hao, right." A middle-aged doctor, about fifty years old, had a report in his hand.

"Yeah." Yan Hao nodded.

"Stomach for examination?" The middle-aged doctor frowned, "You have no major problems with your stomach, it's just a little cramp. Just eat on time, not in the hospital."

After hearing what the doctor said, Sheng Heng's always solemn expression eased.

"Then what you said just now that the finished medicine has no effect on your stomach, we thought what happened to your stomach." He Shao said in an angry voice.

"Didn't I wake up from sleep at the time? I may have made a mistake in my confusion." Yan Hao touched his nose with a guilty conscience.

"Doctor, does he have any other problems with his body?" Sheng Heng asked worriedly.

"It's not a big problem. It's just a little over-fatigue. Just take a few days off." The doctor said.

Sheng Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

When the four people came out of the hospital, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Did not buy a box of medicine, but wasted half an afternoon.

However, Yan Hao was very happy, and has been silly and happy since he came out of the hospital. It turns out that someone is accompanying you to see a doctor, that's how it feels.

"You're so embarrassed to laugh." He Shao was about to poke Yan Hao in the head, but was blocked by Sheng Heng without a trace.

He Shao gave him a slanted look, and licked his mouth angeredly. You block it. When I get back to the dormitory, I will continue poking. If you have the ability, you can block it again.

"Don't laugh, don't laugh." Yan Hao hid behind Sheng Heng and waved his hands again and again.

The four of them laughed and clamored, and walked back until they were about to separate in the school, when Yan Hao suddenly pulled Sheng Heng's sleeve.

"Senior, can you please do me a favor? It may take you some time." Yan Hao asked nervously, as if he was afraid that Sheng Heng would not agree.

The other two people who saw this scene rolled their eyes collectively: You are so embarrassed, the one who was held by you is probably what you want.

"Now?" Sheng Heng's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, this can't wait.

"No, you don't need to do it now, just wait until the final exam is over before you help. It may take a long time." Yan Hao said.

"Okay, I'll come to you then." It's only been a long time.

"Then I'll wait for the senior." Yan Hao nodded happily.

"Well, you are waiting for me."

The two people on the side can't listen anymore, aren't they just helping each other? Why does this line smell sour?

The author has something to say: Back in the dormitory, He Shao poked Yan Hao on the head.

Yan Hao:? ?

He Shao: I finally got it.