Lei Feng System

Entering the undergraduate, master, doctoral, and doctoral program with the first place, Han Zhuoyu found that Song Liancheng's impression of himself has not changed, but worsened. But after all, he is a well-known scholar in the domestic medical field. He won't be troubled by a student, he just tries to ignore you when he is in class.

If it was still a class of 30 people or a big class with 300 people, this kind of neglect would not have much impact. But changing to a small class of 15 people was almost a disaster to be ignored by the instructor. After a class, I clicked everyone to answer the question but didn't click you. I finally looked at it. The cold eyes with contempt seemed to be relentlessly denying-you can't!

Whenever this time, Han Zhuoyu would lower his head deeply.

[Host, he is giving you psychological hints, don't be influenced by him! 9527 noticed that Song Liancheng's eyes were a little weird, and after searching for information, he knew that the other party was still a PhD in psychology. Because a little bit of personal grievance will destroy a child's faith with such a stigmatizing method, what qualifications does such a person have to wear the white medical gown that represents holiness?

Han Zhuoyu held his forehead with his hand, and did not dare to talk to the podium again. The gentle old professor looked at each other, his body seemed to be immersed in the cold seabed, suffering every minute and every second in suffocation. The human heart is indeed the most unpredictable thing in the world. Sometimes it is as beautiful as a flower in the early spring, and sometimes it is as cold as a winter wind. He may not figure it out after thinking about it for a lifetime.

If everyone you meet in the future has to speculate repeatedly and be careful, it is better to stay in your own small world...

[Host cheers up! You still have the right size! 】9527 Timely comfort, 【This is a credit-based management system for the master-doctoral class. In fact, we don’t need to use it for his class. Anyway, the attendance rate only accounts for 20% of the evaluation results. As long as you get a perfect score in the exam, you can pass it. Remember, you have the most awesome tutor in the universe! When the words are over, I am proud of my chest.

The pale boy’s eyes gleamed like stars, ‘Yes, I have the best teacher in the universe. ’

The bell rang after class, and he caught a glimpse of the young man lying on the desk without moving for a long time, Song Liancheng's slightly invisible lip curling. Responding briefly to the questions raised by several students, he waved to his disciples and motioned him to leave together.

When Han Zhuoyu came back to his senses, there was no one in the classroom, and the voices of the students joking and playing with their friends gradually disappeared.

it's time for lunch.

He slowly packed his textbooks and stationery, walked through a row of tables and chairs, knocked something out of the drawer, and when he picked it up, it was a sealed file bag.

There is no text on the file bag, and if you want to find the owner, you can only post a notice at the door of the classroom. Han Zhuoyu squeezed, there seemed to be a pile of data inside, so it's better not to look through it casually.

"Please return things to me!" A boy stood at the door of the classroom, breathing a little shortly, apparently running over.

Han Zhuoyu handed over the paper bag, unfortunately, the boy was Song Liancheng's disciple.

"I haven't been taken away?" Saying that Cao Cao was just there, Song Liancheng quickly appeared behind the boy, and his eyes darkened when he saw Han Zhuoyu in the classroom.

"How can you forget such an important thing?!" His tone suddenly became severe, he slightly adjusted his breathing and waved his hand, "Forget it, these materials can't be used anymore, you can find another one." Da Da Da, he walked in a hurry Leave.

The boy glared at the boy with suspicion and alertness, and quickly followed.

[I'm going, what kind of attitude is this? No return on a good deed! ] 9527 was so angry that he jumped his feet. Some people on Earth are really bad!

‘Forget it, have we encountered such a thing rarely? Calm! Although it was easy to say, Han Zhuoyu's heart was covered with a thick cloud, and it was about to rain steadily. Breathing is very wet and heavy...

Rubbing his frowning eyebrows, he took out his mobile phone and was in a daze. His fingertips clicked on a number uncontrollably. When the melodious color ringtone came from the microphone, he suddenly recovered and hesitantly put it to his ear to answer.

"Wait, I'll answer the call." Lei Ting, who was listening to the work report, made a gesture to Lu Bin.

"Xiaoyu..." only called, not only the tone, but also the cold face softened.

The man's deep and deep voice fell into his heart like a beam of light, driving away the heavy clouds. The boy's eyebrows were slightly bent, and his mouth opened slightly before he realized that he shouldn't let his busy partner worry about these trivial matters.

There was no response on the other side for a long time, and the thick eyebrows that thunder flew diagonally into the temples frowned, and the tone fell a few degrees, "Did something happen?"

"No." Han Zhuoyu quickly denied, pursing his lips, and whispered, "I just miss you."

"Heh~" Thunder laughed cheerfully, pouring out softly, "I miss you too."

With a faint blush crawling on his cheeks, Han Zhuoyu rubbed the numb ear roots, looking down and thinking about what to say to make the call last longer.

Lei Ting felt that the teenager didn't need to say anything to himself, and the shallow breath was carried by the invisible electric wave, which was more moving than the sound of flowers blooming. The lover is thinking of himself at the other end, this recognition is enough to keep him in a good mood all day.

"I, I want to kiss you." This sentence did not pass through the brain, but directly popped out from the bottom of my heart.

"Hahaha..." The low smile turned into a big laugh. Thunder walked to the window and stared in the direction of the Emperor. "But what should we do if we are so far apart?" It's so cute, I want to swallow the people on the other side of the phone. !

"Wait." Han Zhuoyu walked into the bamboo forest on the roadside and saw that there was no one around. He licked his palm with his lips and made a crisp sound, "Have you heard?"

"I heard it." This illusory kiss fell on the eardrums, and went down the vagus nerve to the bottom of my heart, wave after wave of surging emotions. Thunder suppressed the trembling of his heart, and said dumbly, "I will be back early tonight." Then he will eat you bit by bit!

Glancing at the expressionless Lu Bin, he printed his lips on the back of his hand and kissed back.

"I, I heard too. It's time for lunch, I'm hanging up." Han Zhuoyu hung up quickly, his cheeks glowing red.

9527 laughed wildly in his mind.

The previous gloom, depression, and restlessness are all replaced by a deep sweetness.

"Heh..." The man stared at the phone, chuckled for a while, and laughed again for a while, the usual majesty and coldness disappeared without a trace.

Minister, a military powerhouse, please don't get mad! Lu Bin's calm expression was a little cracked. He never knew that BOSS, known as a humanoid weapon, had such a vulgar and vulgar time.

Han Zhuoyu walked into the canteen briskly. The hall was full of darkness and crowds were everywhere, which was more spectacular than during military training. After more than a month, he was still a little uncomfortable. He took out the lunch box and sat down in a seat, waiting for the crowd to disperse before eating.

"Han Zhuoyu, let me help you cook dinner." A boy ran over and took away the lunch box in front of the boy.

"No, thank you." Before the words finished, the boy rushed into the crowded crowd. Five or six minutes later, he ran over with a lunch of meat and vegetables and placed it in front of the boy.

"Thank you!" He bowed and hurried away.

[Ding~ received 20 points of appreciation from Wu Linyi! 】

‘He helped me cook, why would he still thank me? The young man was a little confused.

[Han's bursary has just been distributed to the students. He accepted your funding, and of course he should thank you. ] 9527 to confuse the host.

Han Zhuoyu suddenly realized that he picked up his chopsticks and ate a bite of green vegetables and white rice, and a bite of meat and rice.

[Ding~ Received 20 points of appreciation from Fang Weishen! 】

[Ding~ Received 20 points of appreciation from Wen Songhe! 】

[Ding~ Received 15 points of appreciation from Wang Hao! 】

【Ding……】

【Ding……】

One after another, the reminder sounded one after another, and it stopped for a full three or four minutes. The student who received the funding did not come to the teenager to express gratitude or cling to the relationship, but kept this kindness in his heart, and quietly cast a grateful look when they met him.

However, this is enough for teenagers. He lowered his head to eat seriously, but when he looked closely, he could find a strong smile in his black and white eyes.

With difficulties, twists and turns, but also secret happiness, college life is actually not as difficult as imagined.

After two years of baptism, the handsome and unparalleled youth has grown into a beautiful youth with outstanding temperament. The 185 cm tall man wears everything uniquely, especially wearing a pure white medical gown, buttoned to the top, and the whole body exudes a sense of abstinence.

"Your paper "Analysis of the Causes and Treatment of Autism from Abnormal Brain Structure" was accepted by SCI and was included in the shortlist for the best paper award of the year." Qu Jing hurriedly walked into the laboratory and raised up. The phone in his hand has a proud expression on his face. The boy did not disappoint him after all, and went further than he expected. In just two years, he has nothing to teach each other.

"Yeah." The handsome young man nodded faintly, and then focused on the petri dish under the microscope. With breakthrough progress, the next step is to find autistic children who can cooperate with treatment. But which parent is willing to take the child's life at risk? His future has a long way to go, and there is nothing to be excited about.

"How about the ability to melt oxygen?" Infected by the disciple's seriousness and calmness, Qu Jing put a big smile on his face and put on gloves.

"Two percentage points higher than expected. Clinical trials are ready." The young man stepped aside and recorded the latest data.

"It has a higher ability to melt oxygen than real blood, and it can be applied to any blood type. Once announced, the world will be shocked." Looking at the fresh artificial heme molecules under the microscope, Qu Jing's face was red with excitement.

"It can't deliver nutrients, it has no ability to coagulate blood, and it has no immunity that is vital to external infections. Therefore, it takes a lot of effort to develop substitutes like human blood." Han Zhuoyu said calmly. .

"I believe you can do it, and the future is in your hands." Qu Jing was silent for a moment, and patted the Guanmen disciple on the shoulder.

Is the future in my hands? It seems to be. The youth nodded without humility.

Qu Jing laughed loudly, pushed him out of the laboratory, and said disgustedly, "Go and go, your laboratory has been requisitioned by me, don't disturb me before 3 o'clock in the afternoon!"

The young man chuckled, took off his white coat, picked up the file bag and left. The teacher is still like that. He obviously wants to remind himself to have lunch on time, but he can't say a good word.