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

When the doctor saw a group of people coming in with anxious and worried expressions, he immediately put down his bowl and got up to check the patient.

After all, the only thing missing was someone shouting "Doctor, he's dying."

After the check, he was speechless for a moment:

"He has heat stroke, take some medicine and he'll be fine soon."

After the doctor finished speaking, he glanced at Song Yao, who looked concerned, and Yuan Jiang, who was standing silently on the side:...

The last time Yuan Jiang came with Song Yao, he was also so anxious, and the doctor also put down his bowl and rushed to see the patient.

As a result, after a nervous check, he found that he had eaten too much candied haws.

Now it's the same meal time again, the same anxiousness, and the same putting down of the bowl.

The doctor's heart must be very complicated.

Although he didn't say anything, the expression full of "Why are you here again" was silent.

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

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

"Brother Ye fell down with a bang, it looks really scary."

Although he was in a complicated mood, when he saw such a polite and cute child, the doctor still smiled and said softly:

"Don't worry, he is in good health and will wake up soon."

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

Ye Xinghua did wake up quickly.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Teacher He, who was sitting beside the bed, noticed it. She quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to him:

"Come, drink some water."

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

"I, I, you..."

Teacher He: "?"

She looked at Ye Xinghua, who opened and closed his mouth but couldn't say a complete sentence, and her expression gradually changed from doubt to worry:

"Are you okay? Can't you speak?"

Ye Xinghua: "I, I..."

When Teacher He saw that he really couldn't speak, she was so scared that she stood up and called for help:

"Doctor! Doctor, he can't speak!!"

The doctor, who was trying to put a piece of meat into his mouth with expectation, was startled and quickly put down his chopsticks and stood up to walk in.

As a result, he frowned slightly in doubt after checking.

"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: "..."

Isn't it normal not to speak?

He asked: "You have heat stroke, do you know? It's hot outside, but not that hot, are you doing any strenuous exercise or staying up all night?"

Ye Xinghua whispered: "No, nothing..."

The doctor has been working at HKUST for several years. He knows what these young men and women are doing as soon as they raise their eyes and open their mouths. He said directly:

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

Ye Xinghua replied subconsciously:

"No way, I just got heat stroke caused by high temperature exercise. I lost a lot of water and electrolytes. I'm not dizzy now. The problem should not be serious. I just need to rest and drink some salt water..."

He looked at the doctor who said, "Speak, speak again," and his voice became smaller and smaller.

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

"Drinking warm water is fine, as long as you go to a cool place to replenish fluids, you will feel better."

Doctor: "..."

"Are you two here to take the medical qualification exam?"

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

The child said regretfully: "My life goal 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 great, but if you want to study medicine, you can come to me when you are free."

After that, he touched Song Yao's little head:

"You know so much at such a young age, it's great."

After talking to Song Yao, the doctor looked at Ye Xinghua who was hiding the reason for his heat stroke on the bed:

"You know medicine, but you still do distance exercise in such a hot day? The students in military training have moved under the shade of trees, tut tut tut."

Ye Xinghua: "..."

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

What the other party said was right, and he could only explain:

"I was in a hurry, so I ran all the way in from the door, and didn't think too much."

As we all know, USTC is very big.

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

"As a result, he just happened to get heat stroke."

The doctor: "And he just happened to come in at my meal time."

Ye Xinghua lowered his head guiltily.

"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. Oh, 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 brag 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 very old, otherwise I would really scare you."

Song Yao smiled at him guiltily and sighed quite consciously:

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

Zhao Xiaodong comforted him in a familiar manner: "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 praise her beauty.

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. If you can't get up for most of the day, it's me who pulls 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, a kid who was always good at talking, looked at Ye Xinghua like a god.

Isn't Brother Ye a classmate with 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 was puzzled: "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 superposition of misunderstandings leads 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, and 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 looked like a friendship expert: "The teacher must know 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 been prepared to successfully persuade the two to reconcile with his eloquence, had just started the matter, but the matter was over.

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

After running back to tell Ye Xinghua that Teacher He didn't blame him and expressed his understanding, he ran to the front with Zhao Xiaodong arm in arm.

"Life is really not a novel, it's not exciting at all."

Song Yao muttered: "I haven't said anything yet, they have already reconciled."

Every time he and Zhao Xiaodong quarreled, they would be angry with each other for more than five hours, and their parents never helped them to reconcile.

Maybe it was because they felt that they quarreled for reasons such as "We agreed to share this potato in half, but you got more than me" and "No, you got more than me", and they were too lazy to persuade them.

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

Zhao Xiaodong had no interest in this matter:

"Adults quarrel in vain, didn't you see that everyone in the village quarreled today and nothing happened tomorrow?"

Song Yao's little head was still circling this matter, because it was over before he could do anything, so he dug a little deeper.

"I don't think this matter is that simple."

Zhao Xiaodong: "?"

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

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

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

"So..."

Song Yao waved his hand: "So we can't just treat the symptoms without solving the root cause!"

"I've thought about it, just make a tool that can be used to communicate with 68 plans, just like writing a letter, and then send it to Brother Ye and the teacher!"

Zhao Xiaodong had a question mark on his forehead.

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

"Of course there is!"

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

"Since Brother Ye can't speak, then just write a letter! Handwritten things are thought through, and don't need to be blurted out without thinking. Of course, they won't say bad things like today to anger the teacher."

Zhao Xiaodong listened to what he said and felt that it seemed to make sense.

"That's right, but isn't this a bit troublesome? Will Brother Ye be willing?"

Song Yao vowed:

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

The child can understand very well.

If it was him, and he quarreled with his good friend because he couldn't speak, he would also want to solve it.

For example, 005, he never quarreled with 005.

And Zhao Xiaodong... Although they often quarreled, he was right!

Whether it was the teacher or Brother Ye, they were very important people to Song Yao.

So he still wanted to try his best to help them.

Song Yao thought for a moment: "I'll ask Brother Ye, he's the one who can't talk, as long as he agrees, we'll get started!"

Although Zhao Xiaodong didn't really want to do extra work, but thinking about the friendship between Brother Ye and them, he finally nodded with loyalty:

"Okay, if Brother Ye is willing, we'll try."

Of course Ye Xinghua agreed.

He was so happy to hear that the two kids were willing to help him make a communication prop like writing a letter for his "stupid mouth".

"Thank you, I need it so much!"

In fact, he is still shocked now.

Because classmate He Junwen actually said "he has never been able to talk much", Ye Xinghua, who never found out that he couldn't talk, tried hard to recall his entire senior year of high school, but couldn't remember any useful information.

All he remembered was classmate He Junwen who was doing various things.

Ye Xinghua naturally didn't want to make Teacher He unhappy because he couldn't talk, so as soon as Song Yao and the others said they would start working, he immediately took the initiative to help Song Yao look up relevant medical information.

The group of people working on Project 68 of Qiming Building, who were already busy to the extreme, finally welcomed new classmates.

This group of students are truly the chosen ones.

They are smart.

They work hard.

They are not surprised at all that they have obtained the qualification to enter Qiming Building.

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

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

"I heard that they were divided into two groups, and the relationship between them is very competitive."

"I also heard that one of my senior brothers got the experimental qualification to enter Qiming Building, and saw with his own eyes that the two groups were competing against each other, not enemies but more than enemies."

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

It is normal to have bad relationships in the laboratory. After all, there is still the old saying that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and it is impossible to be harmonious everywhere.

Uneven distribution of resources? The person in charge is partial? Age problem?

The youngest junior brother really knows a little bit of the inside story:

"My teacher said that it seems to be because none of them wants to be the second."

Others: "???"

Junior: "It seems that the junior class is because the 68 plan was proposed by their class, so all of them participated. But after all, they just entered school, although they are all smart, but their foundation can't keep up."

"Another group of people think that they got in because of the teacher. Although they have a foundation, they are not as talented as the junior class."

Senior sister suddenly realized: "Then they competed with each other?"

Junior nodded: "Yes, I heard that they are now in a situation where if one group of people is studying, the other group will immediately rush to study."

He said here, his expression was a little hesitant:

"There is another thing, I also heard the teacher say it when he was joking, I don’t know if it’s true."

Senior sister: "? What?"

"That’s it, Song Yao from Qiming Building, you know, the kid who was given flyers before."

Song Yao is still quite active in school. After all, he is the youngest child in the junior class, and he has been given flyers, and then it was clarified that he is the person in charge of the 68 plan because this plan was proposed by him.

Although it is shocking that such a major project was proposed by a nine-year-old child, most people in HKUST can understand it when they think about the significance of the junior class.

Not only that, many people scolded the flyer distributor.

It is true that everyone is jealous of Qiming Building for having such a big project, but it is really despicable to secretly write bad things about a child and post them everywhere.

Even this group of outstanding students can't stand the "midnight flyer rumor maker", but unfortunately he has not been caught until now.

Because Song Yao is the "poor flyer victim", even these outstanding students who are obsessed with studying and busy every day are very familiar with him.

"What happened to Song Yao? Did someone spread rumors about him again?"

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

He looked around and whispered: "My teacher said that Song Yao is very smart and told me not to be fooled by his appearance, otherwise I would have to help count the money if he was sold."

Senior sister: "?"

A group of students: "?"

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

"Yes."

Another senior brother also said: "I have seen him, a very good kid, and he discussed with me for a long time about the problem I had in my hand. I think he is very sincere. Did your teacher say the wrong person?"

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

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

More than half of the people present did not believe the statement that "Song Yao is the smartest kid in the entire junior class."

You know, because they are excellent themselves, they know better that people with high IQ and smooth scientific research may not have the same EQ.

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 seen Song Yao. As for his genius, knowledge, and well-behaved and sensible, anyone who has seen him will not deny it.

If we ignore Song Yao's knowledge and only look at his performance, he is just an ordinary kid who loves to be lively. He will go wherever there is a lot of fun in the school.

The other half have never seen Song Yao himself, so it is difficult to make a hasty judgment.

But the view is consistent with that of most people.

Song Yao is a victim who has been slandered and framed by flyers.

If he is so powerful, would he be framed?

Not only did no one believe what the junior brother said, but he was also advised by the senior sister who had a better relationship with him:

"You, you, don't believe everything you hear. You should look at a person not by what others say, but by what you see yourself."

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

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

The junior brother thought about it and it was true.

And his teacher is also famous for only caring about academics and not caring about other aspects.

To be disrespectful, it means being heartless.

It seems that the teacher really doesn't know how to judge people.

Let's wait until they enter the junior class and observe for ourselves.

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

"Teacher Xu!!"

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

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

Song Yao's steps towards him hesitated and stopped.

He showed an embarrassed look on his face:

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

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

Although Song Yao fooled him into working in the laboratory for half a day with just a few words last time, this was his smartest student anyway, and he shouldn't be so fierce at such a young age.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had been too aggressive just now. Teacher Xu tried to calm down:

"Ask."

Song Yao immediately stepped forward happily and handed the question written on 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: "Ah? But you have finished class and have to go home and watch TV. Forget it. Anyway, this question is just a question we found 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 Mr. 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 simple work. This name is too advantageous for me."

Song Yao waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about this. Anyway, I just put it out for a try. I don't know if 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 had always been 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!!"

——Bang!

He fell down in front of the two children's stunned gaze.

Yuan Jiang carried Ma Shang and rushed to the infirmary skillfully.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong followed skillfully.

In the room, the doctor watched them come in.

He also skillfully put down the chopsticks holding the meat.