The first-year courses of Mecha Manufacturing Department are basically theoretical courses. Even if there are practical operations, they are all simple parts assembly and energy block production, so the final exam is completed in three days. Wait until the sophomore year, learn the specific mecha manufacturing, the test time will be lengthened.
After the final exam, the school has a vacation of almost two months, and most students choose to go home. He Shao also bought the ferry tickets in advance.
"Hao, are you really not going to my house?" Before leaving, He Shao was still trying to persuade Yan Hao to go back with him.
"Didn't you say it's all right, I will stay at school during the holidays." Yan Hao shook his head.
"But everyone is gone. I'm not at ease when you are alone in school. What if you are bullied." Since knowing Yan Hao, He Shao has found that he has an old mother's heart and always feels like himself. If one is not paying attention, the child will be bullied.
"I basically stay in the laboratory and will not be bullied." Head Yan Hao.
"It's because of this that I am worried. When you start the experiment, you will forget about eating and sleeping." He Shao suddenly became more worried. Let me ask how many people in this world will forget to eat and sleep.
"I'll set the alarm clock and remind myself to eat three meals a day." Yan Hao pushed He Shao out, "It's ten o'clock, you won't leave, you won't be able to catch up with the spaceship."
"Then you remember to eat."
Yan Hao has been sending He Shao to the floating car outside the school, and he has been able to get rid of He Shao's nagging. This feeling of being nagged made Yan Hao feel novel and warm. He had seen his parents nagging Yan Fei before, and whenever this happened, Yan Fei would always smile and dislike his parents. At that time he didn't understand, and he was obviously annoying, but why did he laugh?
Was it because of this warmth?
Yan Hao watched the car leave, turned around and walked inside the school. After walking for a while, he caught a glimpse of two familiar figures coming out of the school gate.
It is Yan Fei and Wu Mingchuan.
"Brother." Yan Fei also saw Yan Hao at this time, and ran a few steps to greet him.
Yan Hao had no choice but to stand still.
Wu Mingchuan also followed, with some disgust in his eyes, but did not speak.
"Are you going back today?" Yan Fei asked.
"I'm not going back." Head Yan Hao.
"You won't go back?" Yan Fei was taken aback, obviously surprised by Yan Hao's answer, "I haven't been home for almost half a year, brother, don't you want to be home?"
Yan Hao wanted to say that he didn't want home, and he didn't need to go back to that home by himself, but he knew that if he said that, Yan Fei would definitely have a lot of rhetoric waiting for him. When he finishes speaking a lot of words, he will be inexplicably wrong again. Yan Hao couldn't understand the logic in it.
And He Shao told him not to fight with people when he is away, and not to fight with people when Sheng Xuechang is away.
"I have something to do, so I won't go back." After speaking, Yan Hao was about to walk into the school.
"Brother." Yan Fei grabbed Yan Hao, not letting him go, "There is something more important than going home. I haven't seen you for half a year. My parents miss you."
Miss me?
A touch of sarcasm flashed in Yan Hao's eyes. He turned around, looked at Yan Fei, and said, "The reason why I don't go back is because I don't have the money to buy a ferry ticket."
"what?"
"A ferry ticket back to Star Z costs three million stars. I can't afford it." Yan Fei.
"Is the money spent? It doesn't matter, I still have money, I'll buy it for you." Yan Fei said immediately.
"I still have to go to work. The Mecha Manufacturing Department needs a lot of money to buy parts. My parents don't give me the money. I have to earn it myself. So not only this holiday, but every holiday in the future, I have to stay here to work and make money to buy parts. Parts." Yan Hao continued.
This time not only Yan Fei, but Wu Mingchuan was stunned.
Seeing that they were not talking, Yan Hao took the opportunity to break away from Yan Fei's hand holding his arm, and walked quickly into the school, clutching his little heart as he walked, and couldn't help but jump for joy: I'm **** him, I'm **** the protagonist. I won the quarrel.
"Mingchuan, what does my brother mean?" Yan Fei looked at Wu Mingchuan with a confused expression.
"I think I want to change the way to attract the attention of uncles and aunts. Knowing that the jealousy is a nuisance, I began to sell it miserably, wanting to make uncles and aunts feel guilty. Look at you, this is not sad." Wu Mingchuan Angrily said, "I used to think he had a bad personality, but I didn't expect his scheming to be so deep. Go, leave him alone, let's go back by ourselves."
After speaking, the two called a suspended taxi on the side of the road and headed for the port.
The final exam of the Mecha Driving Department has actual combat assessments, so the test time is much longer than that of the Mecha Manufacturing Department. By the time Sheng Heng finishes the exam, the final exam of the Mecha Manufacturing Department has ended for two days.
After finishing the last examination, Sheng Heng got off the mecha. Without even wiping his sweat, he started calling Yan Hao.
"Xiao Hao, I have finished the exam, where are you, I will come to you."
Upon seeing this, Cheng Wenkang silently rolled his eyes, threw a clean towel to him, and walked aside by himself. After Sheng Heng hung up, he walked over again.
"What kind of help did my junior brother ask you, and when will you go?" Cheng Wenkang asked.
"Go after dinner." Sheng Hengshou.
I really can't wait.
"Then I will buy the tickets for tomorrow?" Cheng Wenkang asked.
Sheng Heng frowned and looked at Cheng Wenkang.
"You don't want to go back, even if you don't go back, the juniors will go back." Cheng Wenkang said.
"The day after tomorrow, stay one more day, in case you can't finish today?" Sheng Heng hesitated.
"Okay." Cheng Wenkang didn't break it down. He was busy, but he just wanted to stay for one more day.
The two left the examination room, went to the cafeteria for a simple lunch, and then went to the laboratory to find Yan Hao. Of course, only Sheng Heng went.
When Sheng Heng arrived, Yan Hao was connecting an intelligent robot with his optical brain, which seemed to be programming. Sheng Heng didn't bother him either. He sat next to him all the time. After waiting for a full twenty minutes, Yan Hao looked up from Guangnao and found him.
"Senior, when did you come, why didn't you call me." Yan Hao hurriedly walked over.
"I haven't just been here for a while, I'm afraid it will interrupt your thoughts." Sheng Heng smiled, "You have been here today?"
"Ok."
"Have you eaten?"
Yan Hao blinked and began to check the alarm clock he set. Why didn't it go off?
He looks like this, needless to say, Sheng Heng also knows that he hasn't eaten anymore. Last time, a few people sent Yan Hao to the hospital for an examination. Although no major problems were found, Sheng Heng was impressed by the fact that Yan Hao had forgotten to sleep and eat as soon as he did the experiment.
Sheng Heng's expression sank, and he looked at Yan Hao seriously.
"I...I set the alarm clock, but it didn't go off for some reason." Yan Hao defended in a small voice.
"Is it silent, or did you not hear it?" Sheng Heng asked.
Yan Hao smiled flatteringly. He just watched it, and Guang Brain had an alarm clock record, as if he was too noisy to turn it off manually.
Sheng Heng looked at him in a vain manner, really frustrated, but reluctant to get angry, so he could only dial the communication number of Tong Cheng Wenkang and ask him to buy a lunch.
"..." As soon as I got back to the dormitory, I received a call. Without saying a word from beginning to end, he picked up Cheng Wenkang who was inexplicably tasked with buying food.
Can't you order takeaway? !
"Don't forget to eat next time." Sheng Heng solemnly.
"Hmm." Yan Hao nodded hurriedly, not well-behaved.
Sheng Heng's expression improved a little now: "What is it that you asked me for help?"
When it comes to research, Yan Hao's expression changes. He quickly introduces: "I am currently doing a research and need to collect some mecha combat data."
"Which data do you want?" Sheng Heng asked.
"I want to record all the commands and actions commonly used by the mecha in combat. It is best if the mecha does it again. Senior, you do it again. I want to make a data comparison to see the same set of actions on the mecha and the person. Is there any difference on your body, can you?" Yan Hao.
"Of course." Sheng Heng thought for a moment, first, "Then I will show you a set of fighting skills. The fighting skills displayed by the mecha after entering the battlefield are actually the fighting skills of the pilot. Every outstanding one Mecha fighters will compile a set of operation instructions suitable for them according to their own habits, and they will naturally release them when confronting the enemy. Although everyone's movement habits are different, but a set of fighting skills basically includes All the action instructions."
Yan Hao didn't understand mecha driving, so naturally he believed whatever Sheng Heng said.
"But I just completed the actual combat test today, and I may not be able to complete the high-intensity mecha operations anymore. I have to take a day off." Sheng Hengshou.
"Don't worry, the senior's hand is more important." Yan Hao knew that Sheng Heng's hand had been injured, so how dare he fatigue him too much.
"Then I will show you fighting skills first, how do you want to record." Sheng Heng asked.
Yan Hao pointed to the little robot he was programming just now and said, "Senior, you can do the action. 00873 will automatically record it."
00873 is the factory number of the small robot.
"Okay." Sheng Heng nodded, and found a fairly spacious place to stand, "I'll show it here."
Yan Hao nodded, and quickly adjusted the position of 00873 so that it faced Sheng Heng's direction.
"Then I'll start." Seeing that Yan Hao was ready, Sheng Heng greeted him, and then stretched out his long arms, and a set of boxing techniques were displayed.
Yan Hao didn't know martial arts, but Sheng Heng's movements were smooth and flowing, his punches were vigorous and powerful, and every punch was made with a slight wind breaking. The whole person was like a tiger coming out of the mountain, with great momentum, and full of the beauty of masculinity and strength. Yan Hao couldn't help being stunned.
After finishing a set of boxing techniques, Yan Hao clapped unconsciously. His move greatly pleased Sheng Heng.
"Can the data be used?" Sheng Heng gasped slightly.
"Let me see." Yan Hao walked to 00873, connected the internal system of the robot with the optical brain, called up the data just now, and analyzed it.
Sheng Heng didn't bother him, went to the side to take a bottle of water, and drank it. He took another towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Senior." About five minutes later, Yan Hao's analysis ended.
"Huh?" Sheng Heng took half of the water he had drunk and walked in the direction of Yan Hao.
"Can you undress?"
Sheng Heng loosened his hand, and the mineral water fell to the ground with a choke, sprinkling water all over the floor.
What did he hear just now? What did the junior brother just say?
"Senior, what's wrong with you? Is it because your fingers are losing strength?" Yan Hao saw that Sheng Heng couldn't even hold the mineral water, and ran over anxiously.
"Cough, it's okay, I slipped my hand just now, and my hand is okay." Sheng Heng quickly explained.
"That's good." Yan Hao breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask, "Can the senior take off his clothes?"
Sheng Heng's action of bending over to pick up the mineral water bottle was stiff again, but after all he had his previous experience, this time he recovered much faster, he stood up calmly and asked aloud, "Why take off your clothes?"
"Just now through the clothes, the system couldn't record the muscle burst state of seniors in fighting. I want more accurate data." Yan Hao explained.
"It turned out to be like this." Sheng Heng was somewhat regretful.
He thought that the elementary school brother had become acquainted, and he was excited.
"Senior, take a rest, can you do it again?" Yan Hao asked.
"No need to rest." Just hitting two sets of punches, his physical ability is so bad.
As he said that, he walked back to where he was just now, took off his shirt without hesitation, revealing a well-structured upper body. The standard eight-pack abs, sturdy arms, and his usual slender and tall image, there is no small contrast.
"I'm starting." Sheng Heng didn't deliberately show off his figure, and shouted at Yan Hao, he wanted to hit the boxing method just now.
"Wait a minute, the pants haven't taken off yet." Yan Hao suddenly shouted.
With a "bang", Sheng Heng, who was in his posture, slipped and fell to the ground.
"Senior, are you okay." Yan Hao was taken aback and hurried over.
"It's okay, it's okay." Sheng Heng stood up and asked Xiang Yan Hao confirmingly, "Take off your pants too?"
"If you want, take it off to record the leg muscles." Yan Hao said solemnly.
I haven't started dating yet, do I have to show my little brother what I have? Although it was requested by the elementary school brother, there is always a feeling of hooligans.
"You don't need to take off your underwear." Sheng Heng's conjecture was not over yet, and Yan Hao rigorously added.
"..." Sheng Heng.
I don't know if I should be happy or regret it.
Sheng Heng sighed secretly, and began to untie the waistband of his pants, halfway through, his abdomen was suddenly jabbed with a gentle force. He lowered his head suspiciously, and saw a white finger poking his abdominal muscles.
"It turns out that the muscles feel like this." Yan Hao poked and expressed his thoughts, his eyes full of novelty. He was happy by himself, but he didn't know that the man standing opposite him was going crazy.
Sheng Heng's expression was tense, his arm muscles bulged, and there was a surge of desire in his heart, he wanted to throw the person in front of him down, and pressed him to the ground for a kiss.
Just when reason and desire are at odds with each other.
"Boss, junior brother, I bought lunch." The door of the laboratory was suddenly pushed open.
The two looked at the door together.
Cheng Wenkang's slightly fat figure had just stepped into the door, and there was a sudden stop. His eyes widened, as if he had seen something terrifying, then he turned and exited at a speed of 0.0001 seconds. In my busy schedule, I didn't forget to close the door.
"How did Senior Cheng go?" Yan Hao asked strangely.
"Maybe I don't want to die." Sheng Heng gritted his teeth.
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