My Love Life with My Soft Girlfriend

"Professor He, going to bed early and getting up early is good for your health."

Regarding Ye Fan's gag, He Zhiguo didn't bother to bother with him, "Call me so early, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing..."

"It's okay what did you call me?"

"Cough cough..."

Ye Fan rolled his eyes, "Professor, I'm just being polite, I have to let someone finish the sentence, right?"

"Say!"

"Apply for the key to the laboratory."

Seeing that He Zhiguo's tone was so bad, Ye Fan directly explained the purpose, "It's written in the regulations. After accepting the task, I need to ask you to apply for the key. I'm doing things according to the regulations."

"The key to the laboratory?"

Upon hearing this, He Zhiguo was quite puzzled. Only after the mission level has reached A-level, will there be an exclusive laboratory, so he asked: "You kid took the A-level mission?"

"Roughly the same."

"About how much?"

"One level higher than A-level."

"…"

He Zhiguo frowned upon hearing Ye Fan's languid voice on the other end of the phone, "Boy, although you are indeed a genius, the act of accepting S-level tasks as soon as you come up is very stupid in my eyes, you know what S-level tasks represent. what?"

"do not know."

In the face of He Zhiguo's solemn tone, Ye Fan secretly pouted, "It's just a task after all."

He Zhiguo's face turned black, and he laughed in anger: "Okay, you have a kind of kid..."

"Professor, Xiaoxi and I are not married yet, and we haven't planted yet."

"…"

On the phone, there was only a loud gasp.

"Professor He? Professor? Old He?"

"Fuck off!"

He Zhiguo gritted his teeth, "Come to my office at eight o'clock to get the keys!"

"Beep...beep..."

Ye Fan put away his phone and muttered dissatisfiedly, "What a bad attitude!"

It was just early seven in the morning, and it was still a while before eight o'clock. Thinking of Liao Hanqiu's instructions when he left, Ye Fan decisively turned around and went to the teacher's office building, came to the door of the principal's office, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Liao Hanqiu's voice sounded, and Ye Fan pushed in the door.

On the sofa, Liao Hanqiu narrowed his eyes, "Sit down."

Ye Fan was not polite, sat down opposite Liao Hanqiu, and said, "Principal, are those supplies ready?"

"All right."

Liao Hanqiu took out a key and put it on the coffee table, "The materials are placed in the No. 3 warehouse on the west side of the school. If you need anything, just pick it up yourself."

"Thank you, Headmaster."

Ye Fan put away the key, drank the tea in front of him, got up and said, "Principal, if there is nothing else, the students will retire first."

"stop!"

Liao Hanqiu glared angrily, "Don't be in a hurry, I still have something to ask you."

Hearing this, Ye Fan didn't mean to sit down, so he sighed helplessly, "Principal, I know what you want to ask, but I can only say that it is confidential and can't say anything."

Liao Hanqiu just wanted to ask why the army would deliver supplies to one of his students.

But Ye Fan really couldn't answer this question. The feeding agreement signed at the beginning had clearly stipulated that the content of the agreement included that the agreement itself was prohibited from being spread.

"Involving secrets?"

Liao Hanqiu's face froze, and he said in surprise, "You are a student, why are there so many secrets?"

"Maybe, probably, maybe... I'm too strong."

"…"

Such Versailles words left Liao Hanqiu completely speechless and waved his hand: "Go, go."

"Thank you, Principal, for your understanding."

Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief and strode away as if he had been granted amnesty.

Looking at Ye Fan's back disappearing at the door, Liao Hanqiu fell into deep thought, recalling the extraordinary things about Ye Fan, and the doubts in his heart became more and more.

Ranked first on the genius list, ranked on the S-level scientific research list, and now there is even an army dedicated to delivering supplies to him!

What kind of student is this?

After leaving the principal's office, Ye Fan went directly to He Zhiguo. After all, there was no way to start solving the smog without the laboratory key, and many data required professional instruments.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, He Zhiguo arrived late.

"How long have you been here?"

"27 minutes."

With a hint of helplessness in Ye Fan's expression, he stepped into the office, took off his backpack, took out his tablet, and opened the task area, "Nuo, Xiaoxi and I took this task."

He Zhiguo took a look at the computer and rolled his eyes, "You're so bold! You're going to take an S-level mission when you come up, why don't you go to heaven?"

"God?"

Ye Fan recalled the embryonic form of the Star Catching Plan and thought, "It's not yet time."

He Zhiguo, who was drinking tea, directly spit it out, his eyes widened, "Can you be normal?"

Ye Fan looked calm, "Professor, I'm not kidding, I'm serious."

"…"

He Zhiguo didn't believe it at all, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "I'll give you the key, get out of here, I wish you were eliminated in the first stage!"

With that said, he bent down and opened the drawer at the bottom of the desk, took out a red box, opened the box, and contained nearly a hundred black magnetic cards, each of which had a gilding number on it.

"S-12, that's it!"

He Zhiguo handed the magnetic card in his hand to Ye Fan, and couldn't help but say, "Boy, you'd better take it easy, you... conquered that technology, it's really amazing, but the S-level task is not as easy as you think. Confidence is a good thing, but don't be arrogant!"

"Thank you professor for reminding me."

Ye Fan nodded humbly, picked up the magnetic card on the table and turned to leave, when he walked to the door, he suddenly remembered something and stopped, "By the way, professor, the above agreed to my request and allowed me to bring a person to participate in the top-secret event. Project, when will I know the content of the project?"

"puff…"

He Zhiguo just drank the tea in his mouth, then spit it out again, and said incredulously: "What? What did you just say?"

Ye Fan reminded silently: "Professor, sometimes...you have to pay attention to your personal image, at least you can't drool out, right?"

He Zhiguo: "…"

saliva?

emmm…

Obviously this is tea... Well, it really turns into saliva when it comes to the mouth, water in the mouth!

"Don't talk too much, repeat what you just said."

"The above agreed to my request and allowed me to take a person to participate in the top-secret project. When will I know the content of the project?"

He Zhiguo slapped the table with a slap, and muttered to himself with a puzzled expression, "Can you agree to this request? Are you crazy!"

"Professor, you haven't answered my question yet?"

"Someone will notify you, you..."

Halfway through the words, when He Zhiguo raised his head, Ye Fan's figure had already disappeared, and he was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Downstairs in No. 2, Ye Fan looked at the electronic door in front of him, took out a magnetic card and swiped it.

"drop-"

The door moved to both sides, Ye Fan stepped forward, searched for a while, and finally found the No. 12 laboratory on the fifth floor. When he saw the metal door of the laboratory, he couldn't help but stunned.

This door is made... It's a bit extravagant, isn't it?