Chapter 117 (Chapter 117 (Three in One)...)

Chapter 117 (Chapter 117 (Three in One)...)

When he saw a group of people rushing in carrying people on their backs, with anxious expressions and worried looks, the doctor who was about to eat immediately put down his rice bowl and got up to do a hurried inspection.

After all, with this posture, the only thing missing is that no one next to him shouts "Doctor, he's going to die."

After the inspection, his expression was speechless for a moment:

"I'm suffering from heat stroke. I'll be fine soon after taking some medicine."

After the doctor finished speaking, he glanced at Song Yao, who looked concerned, and Yuan Jiang, who stood silently aside:...

Last time Yuan Jiang came over with Song Yao in such a hurry, the doctor also put down his job and rushed to see the doctor.

After a nervous inspection, I found that I had eaten too much candied haws.

Now it's the same meal, the same hurry, and the same putting down of the rice bowl.

The hearts of comrade doctors should be very complicated.

Although he didn't say anything, the expression full of "why is it you again?" was already more silent than loud.

Yuan Jiang silently looked away, pretending that he was looking at the potted plants in the infirmary.

Song Yao also felt a little guilty, so he explained in a low voice:

"Brother Ye fell down with a bang. He looked really scary."

Although his mood was complicated, when he saw such a polite and lovely child, the doctor still showed a slight smile and said warmly:

"Don't worry, he is quite healthy and will wake up soon."

He was still very confident in his judgment. After comforting Song Yao for a few words, he sat back down and planned to continue enjoying his lunch.

Ye Xinghua did wake up quickly.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she noticed Teacher He sitting next to the bed. She quickly poured a glass of water and handed it over:

"Here, drink some water."

Ye Xinghua was still a little confused, but when he saw Teacher He, his lips couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"I, I, you..."

Teacher Ho:"?"

She looked at Ye Xinghua, who was opening and closing his mouth but unable to speak a complete sentence, and her expression gradually changed from confusion to worry:

"Are you okay? Are you speechless?"

Ye Xinghua: "I, I..."

Seeing that he was really speechless, Teacher He was so frightened that he quickly stood up and shouted:

"Doctor! Doctor, he is speechless!!"

The doctor, who was trying to put a piece of meat into his mouth with great anticipation, was startled and quickly put down his chopsticks, stood up and walked inside.

After checking the results, he frowned slightly in confusion.

"It's no problem, classmate. Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Ye Xinghua calmed down when he saw the doctor's face, took a few breaths, and said weakly:

"I just feel a little weak."

doctor:"……"

Is it normal not to talk?

He asked: "Do you know that you have heat stroke? Although it is hot outside, it is not that hot. Did you do some strenuous exercise or are you bored?"

Ye Xinghua whispered: "No, I didn't do anything..."

The doctor comrade also has several years of working experience at the University of Science and Technology. As soon as these young guys and girls raised their eyes and opened their mouths, he knew what they were doing, and he said directly:

"You should think about it carefully. If you don't explain it clearly, if there is any underlying disease, it will be a big problem."

Ye Xinghua replied subconsciously:

"No, I just suffered from heatstroke caused by high-temperature exercise. I lost a lot of water and electrolytes. I'm not dizzy now. The problem shouldn't be serious. Just take a rest and drink some salt water..."

He looked at the doctor with a "You say it, you say it again" look on his face, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

The kid who loves to join in the fun came over and added:

"It's okay to drink warm water. Just go to a cool place and rehydrate and it will get better."

Comrade doctor: "..."

"Are you two coming to my place to take the medical qualification certificate test?"

Song Yao hehe: "Uncle doctor, I have read a lot of medical books recently. I think being a doctor is so awesome. You have to learn so many things. Even after graduation, there are still a lot of books and a lot of exams waiting for you."

The child said regretfully: "My goal in life is to fly a spaceship to the universe. Otherwise, I really want to be a great doctor, just like you, uncle."

The doctor's face softened visibly.

He even softened his voice and coaxed the child:

"Your goal is also great, but if you want to study medicine, you can come to me to learn when you have time."

After he finished speaking, he touched Song Yao's little head:

"It's great that you know so much at such a young age."

After talking to Song Yao, the doctor comrade raised his eyes to look at Ye Xinghua who was hiding the cause of heat stroke on the bed:

"You know medicine and you still do distance exercises on such a hot day? All the students in military training moved under the shade of the trees, tsk tsk tsk."

Ye Xinghua: "..."

Why are the attitudes of doctors so different when we are both studying medicine?

But what the other party said was right, so he could only explain:

"I was in a hurry, so I just ran in from the door without thinking too much."

As we all know, HKUST is very big.

It usually takes ten minutes to walk from the door to Qiming Building. Ye Xinghua ran all the way on such a hot day, and his mood was a little shaken...

"It just so happened that I got heat stroke."

Comrade Doctor: "How lucky that you rushed me to order my meal."

Ye Xinghua lowered his head with a guilty conscience.

"If other students were like this, I wouldn't say anything. Since you know medicine, you should know how to protect yourself. Fortunately, you fell in the dormitory. What if you fell to the ground and there happened to be a stone on the ground?

What if no one sees you? If you fall on such a hot ground on such a hot day, you might get dried out in the sun. "

Ye Xinghua nodded quickly, saying that he would definitely take care of himself next time.

Song Yao asked curiously:

"Brother Ye, why are you in a hurry?"

Ye Xinghua: "..."

He didn't dare to raise his head, for fear that if he raised his head, he would meet Teacher He's eyes.

Teacher He is indeed wondering.

Song Yao is still counting the time:

"Didn't you call me yesterday and say you had nothing else to do today? You don't have to go to class in the afternoon, ah, I understand! You are in such a hurry just because we have dinner together at noon today!"

Zhao Xiaodong was puzzled: "It's just a meal, so there's no need to be in such a hurry, right?"

Ye Xinghua began to sweat on his forehead and his heart was pounding: "I, my..."

Song Yao said again: "I know again!"

Ye Xinghua held his breath.

Song Yao: "Brother Ye, you don't want us to wait too long, right? It's okay. We are good friends. Zhao Xiaodong and I won't blame you if you are late."

Zhao Xiaodong also patted his arm: "Yes, yes, what kind of friendship do we have? It doesn't matter if we wait."

Song Yao turned around and explained to Teacher He:

"Teacher, look at what I said. Brother Ye and I have such a good relationship. In order to prevent Zhao Xiaodong and me from getting a heat stroke, he would do anything."

Teacher He had long heard him boast about how good his relationship with Ye Xinghua was, and how Ye Xinghua helped them after they came to school, but he didn't expect that the relationship was so good.

While she felt happy, she thought, is it really easier for geniuses to form friendships?

Having been classmates for three years, Ye Xinghua didn't have such close friends before.

"I didn't expect your relationship to be so good."

Teacher He smiled and said to Ye Xinghua:

"Are you feeling better now? Do you want to go back to the dormitory and take a rest?"

Ye Xinghua quickly shook his head: "I...it's okay. I'm fine. Let's go eat."

The doctor comrade clapped his hands: "Yes! Eat!"

He quickly went outside and said, "You students, forget it when you are startled, and you are always getting sick..."

The key point is to always look like "Doctor, doctor, he's going to die", but the result is a false alarm every time.

Comrade doctor patted his little heart:

"Fortunately, I'm not too old, otherwise I would really scare you."

Song Yao smiled guiltily at him and sighed quite consciously:

"It's all my fault. I'm too popular."

Zhao Xiaodong comforted him with a familiar face: "How can I blame you? It's not your fault that you are popular."

Ye Xinghua on the bed: "..."

He took a careful look at Teacher He, stood up slowly, and tried to talk:

"Well, He Junwen, we haven't seen each other for nearly three years, right?"

Teacher He smiled and nodded, with a hint of nostalgia in his smile:

"Yeah, it's been three years in the blink of an eye, and I see that you haven't changed much. You're still the same as before."

An excited little person suddenly appeared in Ye Xinghua's heart, dancing crazily and happily:

She remembers my look! She remembers me! ! !

No, he wanted to say something to show that he hadn't forgotten the other person's appearance and to close the distance.

Zhou Yiyi, who had been silent and observing silently, his eyes lit up.

He refused to give up and said to his brother:

"I think my observation may not be wrong."

Then he saw Ye Xinghua holding it in for a few seconds and saying:

"You have changed your appearance and become more beautiful."

Zhou Zhou excitedly poked his brother gently and whispered:

"Listen! Listen! It must be true!!!"

Teacher He was also very happy. What girl doesn’t like to hear people compliment her on her good looks.

She touched her face and suppressed her joyful emotions reservedly:

"Ah? Really? Really? I don't even feel it myself."

Seeing that she was happy, Ye Xinghua's tone became a little more cheerful, and he felt as if he had been drunk.

He worked hard to give evidence:

"I remember that you used to have a round face, and you liked to eat secretly in class, so you looked fat and short. Do you remember? One time in winter you fell, and your back fell to the ground. You couldn't get up for most of the day, and it was me who pulled you up."

Ye Xinghua said, a slight smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

He still remembered how cute He Junwen was at that time. His hands were extremely short because of the many clothes he wore, and he always remembered the way he struggled to pull.

He said in a nostalgic tone: "Like a turtle."

Incredibly cute.

All the children in the room were shocked.

Especially Song Yao, the kid who was always good at talking looked at Ye Xinghua like a god.

Isn't Brother Ye a classmate of the teacher?

Why did he say that the teacher was fat, short, or a turtle? He actually said it to his face. Wasn't he afraid that the teacher would pull up a tree?

The person involved, Mr. He: ...Why doesn’t it seem surprising at all?

The smile on her face stiffened slightly: "Yes, really?"

Ye Xinghua nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes!"

Teacher He: "...Haha, haha, you have such a good memory."

On Tuesday, he poked his own brother: "Brother, what do you say now?"

on Monday:"……"

He looked at Ye Xinghua, who was smiling enthusiastically, and then at Teacher He, who was smiling. It was like a scene of fake friendship between adults.

Monday: "...I'd better admit that my ability to observe has weakened."

After the group finished eating, Song Yao found an excuse to fall behind with Ye Xinghua.

Then asked him: "Brother Ye, how can you say that the teacher was fat and short when he was a senior in high school?"

Ye Xinghua was confused: "Did I say that?"

Song Yao affirmed: "You said it, I heard it. You said the teacher has a round face."

Ye Xinghua: "Yes, the round face is so beautiful and energetic."

Song Yao wondered: "Then why didn't you just say that the teacher's round face was good-looking and energetic at that time."

Ye Xinghua blushed: "I, how could I say that a lesbian is good-looking in front of so many people? It would be bad for her if word spread."

Song Yao reluctantly believed this reason: "Then why did you say the teacher is short? You also said she looks fat."

Ye Xinghua's logic is clear: "Don't I want to compare? Don't girls like to look better? She will be very happy when she sees that she was short before and now tall, and she was fat before and now thin, right?"

Song Yao looked at him in shock: "But you only said that the teacher is fat and short, not that she is tall and thin."

Ye Xinghua was even more shocked than him: "Didn't I tell you?"

He recalled it and realized that he really didn't say anything.

It should be because he was so excited after not seeing classmate He Junwen for three years, and also because he subconsciously felt that she was beautiful, good-looking, and outstanding. This was a fact that everyone could see.

Song Yao: "Not only did you not say anything, you also called the teacher a turtle."

Ye Xinghua was shocked: "? I didn't. I mean, she is as cute as a little turtle turned over."

Song Yao was even more surprised than him: "Then why didn't you just say that? Just tell the teacher that you think she is cute?"

Ye Xinghua's ears turned red now:

"How can you say this? She, she will be embarrassed."

Song Yao didn't quite understand why he was embarrassed to be praised.

When he was praised, he wanted to raise his tail to the sky.

But he knows one thing:

"Brother Ye, the teacher shouldn't be embarrassed, but you just scolded her and she might want to pull up the tree now."

Song Yao looked up and down Ye Xinghua's height: "Maybe he wants to pull you out."

Ye Xinghua was completely panicked:

"I, that's not what I was thinking. I just wanted to praise her."

Song Yao's eyes lit up and he became energetic.

Isn't this the prelude to the "misunderstanding after misunderstanding after misunderstanding, and finally the misunderstandings superimpose and lead to a murder" in the novel?

He waved his hand enthusiastically and decided that he would be like a hero and suppress the murder in the cradle:

"It's okay, I'll help you, first..."

"How long have you been like this?"

Ye Xinghua: "Huh?"

Song Yao: "It's like you want to praise someone, but when you say it, you change your meaning."

Ye Xinghua thought hard for a long time:

"I don't know. This is the first time I realized that I said something wrong."

But he was still sure of one thing. He said a little shyly: "I want to praise someone for five years."

"Five years...that's when the teacher was still your classmate, so it's okay." Song Yao acted like a friendship expert: "The teacher must know about your problem, and she won't argue with you."

Ye Xinghua was happy at first: "Really? Does she really not care about me?"

Then he was confused: "Do I really have this problem?"

Children who have read too many professional medical books are convinced:

"Now it seems that you have it. I'll ask the teacher first. We'll find out soon."

Ye Xinghua quickly grabbed him:

"Well, explain it to me clearly. I didn't mean to miss her. My original intention was to praise her. I think she is excellent, really."

Song Yao didn't mind that he talked too much, so he wrote it down carefully, and then said with a serious face:

"Don't worry, I will convey the message properly."

He ran forward boldly, and Zhao Xiaodong came over curiously:

"What are you talking about to Brother Ye? I see that he seems very anxious."

Song Yao said with a serious face: "Don't disturb me, I have to do something very important."

Zhao Xiaodong: "? What??"

Song Yao clenched his fist: "Save the friendship between teacher and Brother Ye!"

He ran to Teacher He and spoke and gestured to help Ye Xinghua.

Teacher He is very calm:

"It's okay. I already knew he wasn't very good at talking."

Even when he was in school, Ye Xinghua didn't like to talk.

Unexpectedly, his words are quite normal now, but he sounds a bit needy.

But Teacher He has never experienced any big storms. She still has a lot of letters from Ye Xinghua:

"Don't worry, I don't take it to heart. We are all old classmates, so this problem is understandable."

Song Yao was fully prepared to persuade him, but Teacher He suddenly came and made the child confused.

Confused, confused, and even a little regretful.

In the end, the child could only say angrily:

"Teacher, you are so kind. You don't hold grudges at all."

Teacher He smiled calmly.

But she was muttering in her heart that if she held a grudge, she would have remembered the first letter Ye Xinghua replied.

It’s understandable as a scholar.

Such a monster genius has more or less flaws.

Ah, except Song Yao.

Song Yao, who had already prepared to rely on his sharp tongue to successfully persuade the two of them to reconcile, had just started, and the matter was over.

The child felt that he should be happy, but he couldn't help but feel a little wilted.

After running back and telling Ye Xinghua that Teacher He didn't blame him and expressed understanding, he and Zhao Xiaodong ran forward arm in arm.

"Sure enough, life is not a novel, it is not exciting at all."

Song Yao muttered: "They have already reconciled before I even said anything."

He and Zhao Xiaodong would stay angry with each other for more than five hours every time they quarreled, and their parents never helped them reconcile.

Maybe it’s because I feel like I’m quarreling over reasons like “I agreed to share half the potatoes, and you’ll get more than me” or “No, you’ll get more than me,” and I’m really too lazy to persuade.

Of course, the main reason may be that the two children quarreled too frequently.

Zhao Xiaodong has no interest in this matter:

"It's all in vain for adults to quarrel. Haven't you seen that everyone in the village will be fine tomorrow after quarreling today?"

This matter was still swirling in Song Yao's little head, because it would be over before he could do anything, so he dug a little deeper.

"I don't think it's that simple."

Zhao Xiaodong: "?"

Song Yao spoke resolutely: "Look, although the teacher and Brother Ye have reconciled this time, the problem is still there."

"Brother Ye is probably not good at talking to girls, so he has no problem talking to us, but he has problems when talking to the teacher. Then next time he says the wrong thing, won't it be the same as this time?"

Zhao Xiaodong had vaguely guessed what he was going to say:

"so……"

Song Yao waved his hand: "So we can't treat the symptoms but not the root cause!"

"I have thought about it, and I will make a tool that can be used for text communication in Project 68, just like writing a letter, and then give it to Brother Ye and the teacher!"

Zhao Xiaodong had a question mark on his forehead.

"No, wait, does this have anything to do with what you said about treating the symptoms but not the root cause?"

"Of course!"

Song Yao confidently told him: "Look, Brother Ye is not very good at talking, right? The teacher also said that he was like this before, right?"

"Since Brother Ye can't speak, let's just write letters! The handwritten things are thoughtful and don't need to be blurted out without thinking. Of course, you won't make the teacher angry with your unpleasant words like today."

Listening to what he said, Zhao Xiaodong felt that it seemed to make sense.

"Yes, but isn't this a bit troublesome? Brother Ye, is he willing?"

Song Yao vowed:

"He is very willing. He was anxious just now and kept asking me for help."

Children understand very well.

If it were him and he had a quarrel with a good friend because he couldn't speak, he would also want to resolve it.

For example, 005, he never quarrels with 005.

And Zhao Xiaodong... Although they often quarrel, he is reasonable!

Whether it is the teacher or Brother Ye, they are all very important people to Song Yao.

So he still wants to try to help them.

Song Yao thought for a while: "I'm going to ask Brother Ye, he's the one who can't speak. As long as he agrees, we'll do it!"

Although Zhao Xiaodong didn't really want to do more extra work, but thinking about Brother Ye's friendship with them, he finally nodded loyally:

"Okay, if Brother Ye is willing, we will give it a try."

Of course Ye Xinghua is willing.

He was so happy when he heard that two children were willing to help him make a communication tool like a letter for his "clumsy mouth".

"Thank you, I need it so much!"

In fact, he's still in shock.

Because classmate He Junwen actually said, "He has never been very good at talking." Ye Xinghua, who had never realized that he could not speak, tried hard to recall his entire senior year in high school, but he could not recall any useful information.

All that comes to mind is classmate He Junwen doing various things.

Ye Xinghua naturally didn't want to make Teacher He unhappy because he couldn't speak, so as soon as Song Yao and the others said they were starting work, he immediately diligently and proactively helped Song Yao look up relevant medical information.

And everyone in the Qiming Building 68 project, who had been extremely busy, finally welcomed a new classmate.

This group of students is truly the pride of heaven.

They are smart.

They work hard.

They won the qualification to enter Qiming Tower, and no one was surprised at all.

Before entering Qiming Building, this group of students also had private communication.

Since everyone entered in the same batch, they were naturally in the same group, so we even held a small meeting:

"I heard that they are divided into two groups, and they have a very competitive relationship with each other."

"I've also heard that one of my senior brothers has obtained the experimental qualification to enter Qiming Tower. I saw with my own eyes that the two groups of people were confronting each other and competing with each other. It's not that enemies are better than enemies."

A senior sister asked: "Do you know why they have a bad relationship?"

It's normal for people to have bad relationships in the laboratory. After all, as the old saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and it's impossible to be harmonious wherever you go.

Unequal distribution of resources? Is the person in charge partial? Age issue?

The youngest junior brother actually knows something inside:

"My teacher said it seemed like none of them wanted to be the second child."

other people:"??"

Junior brother: "It seems that the junior class participated because the 68 plan was proposed by someone in their class. But after all, they have just entered school. Although they are all smart, they cannot keep up."

"The other group of people think they got in through teachers. Although they have a foundation, they don't have the wave of geniuses in the junior class."

The senior sister suddenly realized: "Then they started to compete with each other?"

The junior brother nodded: "Yes, I heard that they are now in a situation where if one group of people is learning, the other group of people will immediately rush to learn too."

When he said this, his expression was a little hesitant:

"There's another thing. I heard the teacher say it as a joke. I don't know if it's true."

Senior sister: "? What?"

"That's right, as you know, Song Yao from Qiming Building is the kid who was handed flyers before."

Song Yao was quite active in school. After all, he was the youngest child in the juvenile class. He was handed out flyers, and then it was clarified that the reason why he was the person in charge of Project 68 was because he proposed the plan.

Although it is shocking that such an important project was proposed by a nine-year-old child, considering the significance of the existence of the junior class, most people at HKUST can understand it.

Not only that, many people also scolded the person who distributed the flyers.

It's true that everyone is jealous that Qiming Tower has such a big project, but secretly writing bad things about a child and posting them everywhere is really disgusting.

Even this group of outstanding students can't stand the "midnight leaflet rumor mongering criminal", but unfortunately no one has caught him until now.

Because Song Yao was a "poor victim of flyers", even these outstanding students who were obsessed with studying and busy every day were familiar with him.

"What happened to Song Yao? Is someone spreading rumors about him again?"

The junior quickly shook his head: "No, it was my teacher who said that he felt that the two groups of people in Qiming Building were so competitive. Song Yao did it intentionally to arouse everyone's enthusiasm."

He looked around and whispered: "My teacher said that Song Yao is a monkey spirit. He told me not to be deceived by his appearance, otherwise I will have to help count the money after he is sold."

Senior sister: "?"

A group of students: "?"

The senior thought it was outrageous: "No way? Song Yao is only nine years old this year. He is so young and well-behaved. Even if he is smart, he can't be so mysterious, right? It rained the day before yesterday, and he even lent me his umbrella. "

"yes."

Another senior brother also said: "I have met him. He is a very well-behaved child. He even discussed the problem at hand with me for a long time. I think he is quite sincere. Did your teacher talk about the wrong person?"

He said: "I think the kid named Zhao Xiaodong is talented. He is the oldest in the junior class, right?"

Junior brother weakly said: "...He is only one year older than Song Yao."

Regarding the statement that "Song Yao is the most skilled kid in the entire youth class", most of the people present did not believe it.

You know, because they are excellent themselves, they understand better that people with high IQs and successful scientific research may not have the same emotional intelligence.

After all, people's energy is limited. Since their minds are focused on scientific research, it is difficult to analyze and pay attention to too many other things, at least they can't do it.

They have all met Song Yao, and no one who has met him will deny his genius, knowledge, and well-behaved and sensible nature.

If you don't look at Song Yao's knowledge and just look at his appearance, he is just an ordinary kid who loves to make fun. Wherever there is excitement in the school, he can get into it.

The other half have never met Song Yao in person, so it is difficult to make a judgment.

But the views are consistent with those of most people.

Song Yao was a victim who had been smeared and framed by leaflets.

If he was so powerful, would he be framed?

No one believed what the junior brother said, and even the senior sister with whom I had a better relationship gave me a few words of advice:

"You, you, don't listen to the wind or the rain. When you look at a person, you don't look at what others say, but at what you see yourself."

Junior brother was confused: "But I haven't seen Song Yao either."

The senior sister spread her hands: "Look, you haven't seen it, how can you be sure that what Teacher Xu said is right?"

Junior brother, think about it too.

Moreover, his teacher is also famous for only focusing on academics and not paying much attention to other aspects.

To be disrespectful is to be careless.

From this point of view, the teacher is indeed not very good at judging people.

It's better to wait until they enter the juvenile class and observe for themselves.

In the Qiming Building, Song Yao, who had just been discussed for a while, rushed out as soon as the get out of class was over and smiled brightly at the teacher who had just finished class:

"Teacher Xu!!"

The middle-aged man stood silently and took a step back warily:

"What are you doing? I have to go back and watch TV today, but I don't have time to help you do this or that."

Song Yao quickly ran towards him and stopped hesitantly.

There was a sly look on his face:

"I, I just want to ask a question..."

Seeing that the child seemed confused by his vigilant attitude, Teacher Xu was first embarrassed that he had guessed wrong, and then felt a little guilty because of Song Yao's timid expression.

Although Song Yao fooled him into working in the laboratory for a long time with just a few words last time, after all, this was his smartest student. At such a young age, he shouldn't be so fierce.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I had been too cruel. Teacher Xu tried to calm down:

"go ahead."

Song Yao immediately stepped forward happily and handed the question written in the notebook to the other party:

"That's it. I think the answer is the one on the left. Zhao Xiaodong thinks it's the one on the right. Teacher, what do you think?"

"Ah...I'm really not sure..."

Teacher Xu frowned and looked carefully, then calculated again:

"No, this kind of thing has to go to the laboratory."

Song Yao was immediately surprised: "Huh? But you have finished class and have to go home and watch TV. Forget it. Anyway, this question is just something we picked out from a book we don't know. It doesn't matter if there is no result."

Seeing him reaching out to take the notebook and return to the classroom, Teacher Xu became anxious and took the notebook back:

"Wait, how can this be okay without results?"

Song Yao: "But you have to go home and watch TV today, and you don't have time to go to the laboratory."

Teacher Xu: "Why not? When can't you watch TV? Come on, come with me and call Zhao Xiaodong."

Song Yao covered her mouth, trying hard to suppress her happiness, and still said in a fake tone: "It's not good..."

Teacher Xu said firmly: "What's wrong? Go and call someone!"

Song Yao: "Okay!! I'll call Senior Brother Ma Shang here too!"

Teacher Xu also urged him: "Hurry up, time is precious, I will go over and wait for you first!"

Lang Qing passing by: "..."

Teacher Xu has been coaxed to work in the laboratory so many times, but why can't he remember it every time?

Song Yao had already finished writing the paper, but Teacher Xu was still fooled again and again.

Although he sympathized with Teacher Xu who "wanted to get off work every day and watch TV series, but was left behind for various reasons every day," Lang Qing had no intention of stopping him.

After all, although Song Yao was a thief, he always coaxed the most deceitful Teacher Xu to help him, but the first signer of the submitted paper was Teacher Xu's name.

Lang Qing couldn't help but admire Song Yao.

Although Teacher Xu did contribute the most, after all, no matter how smart Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong are, they can’t learn anything they haven’t learned. Of course, 60% of the completion of this thesis depends on Teacher Xu.

But he could decide so quickly to give the position of first signer to Teacher Xu, just like deciding whether to eat elbow or braised pork tonight. Others did not have the courage of this child.

Thinking about it, I still feel a little envious of Teacher Xu.

But seeing Teacher Xu not realizing that he had been "fooled" again and hurriedly heading back to the laboratory, Lang Qing suddenly remembered it again.

Teacher Xu doesn’t seem to know that he has now become the first author of an article submitted to a certain country’s journal, right?

It was impossible for Song Yao to make such a low-level mistake. His wilting was definitely intentional.

"Of course it's intentional!" Song Yaozi happily pulled Zhao Xiaodong and Ma Shang to the laboratory:

"Surprises come from not knowing. If you can really get into that journal, Teacher Xu will be very happy!"

"The happier he is, the better he will be in a good mood. If he is in a good mood, he will be happy even if he doesn't watch TV series. Then can he come to the laboratory more often to help us?!"

Zhao Xiaodong thought it was true after thinking about it carefully.

"Yes! Yao'er, you are so smart."

"of course!"

Ma Shang hurried there with them, feeling a little guilty:

"You really added me in? I, I didn't help much either."

Song Yao: "Why not? Brother Ma, you almost lived in the laboratory before. You see your beard has grown."

Ma Shang is still a little embarrassed:

"Didn't the teacher ask me to help more? I'm not as powerful as Teacher Xu, and I don't learn as fast as you. I can only do some simple work. This name is too advantageous for me."

Song Yao waved his hand: "Don't worry about this. Anyway, I just threw it out for a try. I don't know whether it will hit or not."

Ma Shang thought the same thing. That journal was quite picky, and Song Yao only chose an insignificant spot to write his paper. The kid didn't like learning foreign languages, so he asked He Junwen and Ye Xinghua to help translate.

The first signer still does not know that he is the first author.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a grassroots team.

Thinking about it this way, he felt at ease and continued to do things honestly.

Busy time flies by.

Song Yao was busy every day for Project 68, studying and converting various knowledge at the same time. Just when he was about to forget about the submitted paper, when it was time to eat at noon, the news came back.

The journal actually published it and paid for it.

Song Yao originally just wanted Teacher Xu, who had always longed for glory, to be honored, but he didn't expect such a big unexpected surprise. He calculated the money and his eyes lit up.

Of course, he immediately took Zhao Xiaodong to find Teacher Xu.

Because of Ye Xinghua’s experience of fainting from heat stroke, although “medical scholar” Song Yao was very happy, he did not forget to remind him:

"If a person is too excited, it may cause insufficient blood supply to the brain, especially in this weather. If you are too excited, you may faint. Teacher Xu is old and not in good health. We must watch carefully. See how Brother Ye fainted last time. It’s quite scary.”

Zhao Xiaodong nodded seriously. After all, Teacher Xu, who was almost fifty years old, was really very old in the eyes of ten-year-old him.

When they went there, Teacher Xu happened to be with Ma Shang.

The two children came up and started talking.

After saying that, he stared at Teacher Xu nervously, fearing that Teacher Xu, who was always in poor health, would become extremely happy and miserable.

As expected, Teacher Xu looked surprised and shocked:

"I, I am number one..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Ma Shang’s high-spirited words:

"I can actually be the last author of a paper in this kind of journal!!! Me! Me! Me!!"

——Clang!

He collapsed under the stunned gaze of the two children.

Yuan Jiang rushed to the infirmary with Ma Shangshou on his back.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong followed skillfully.

In the room, the comrade doctor watched them come in.

He also skillfully put down the chopsticks holding the meat.