The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

125、Hey!

The next day, as soon as Ji Wenfeng arrived at school, he found Liang Wen and said, "Follow me to the laboratory."

Liang Wendao glanced at him with a serious look, and shivered in his heart: "What do you want?"

Ji Wenfeng: "There are some things, I want to ask."

Liang Wen said: "What can't you say here?"

Ji Wenfeng looked around no one, secretly took out a small sealed bag from his pocket, and showed him the "experimental items" in it.

Liang Wen said: "..."

Ji Wenfeng: "You should believe it now?" He did go to the laboratory to do the experiment.

Liang Wendao slowly shook his head.

He felt that Ji Wenfeng was going to hijack him to an empty corner and put the smelly socks into his mouth.

Helpless, Ji Wenfeng took out his iPad and showed off the paper he wrote last night: "I have encountered an insurmountable scientific problem, and only you can help me complete it."

Liang Wendao slowly crossed his pdf, and the more he looked at it, the more he was surprised: "You...you are actually studying this topic."

"Yes." Ji Wenfeng said sternly.

Liang Wendao saw Ji Wenfeng's expression change: Unexpectedly, Tangtang Ji's squad leader was handsome and indifferent on the surface, and secretly a foot odor.

Ji Wenfeng sees through Liang Wendao’s psychological activities: “Foot odor and baldness are two mountains that men cannot overcome today. I hope that medicine will solve these two terminal male diseases as soon as possible, so that thousands of patients with stinky feet and baldness will regain their strength as soon as possible. ——Of course, I don’t have this symptom myself."

Liang Wendao stretched out his hand with emotion: "Do not apply the spirit of scientific inquiry to high-tech fields, but devote more energy to topics that are closely related to the public. Ji monitor, you are a scientific fighter with humane care, I care about it. I respect you. I am willing to go to the laboratory with you—of course, I don’t have foot odor."

Ji Wenfeng squeezed his hand firmly: "Everything is for the dignity of men."

Liang Wen said: "It's also for science."

Class 1 er also saw the class leader and the study committee fists in the corridor yesterday. Today, the two of them clasped their hands in **** anger, and walked towards the laboratory with their backs on their shoulders.

In the class cadre circle, the relationship between men and men is really chaotic!

When they arrived in the laboratory, the two put on white coats.

Liang Wen said: "Let's talk about it, what problem have you encountered."

Ji Wenfeng: "I hope to find a way to cure the foot odor, but I am on the first step: whether it smells bad is a subjective feeling and cannot be quantified."

Liang Wen said: "First determine which gas molecule has a special smell, and just weigh the gas."

Ji Wenfeng: “It is known that athlete’s foot is a mixed gas metabolized by fungi on the soles of the sebaceous glands. The main components are ammonia, hydrogen sulfide, methyl mercaptan and dimethyl sulfide. If the daily metabolism is to be measured by gas quality, Which one to choose?"

Liang Wendao smiled: "Since the bacterial colonies on the soles of the feet produce mixed gases, the gas ratio will not change significantly. If any of these gases is selected for daily tracking, the other gases will increase or decrease in proportion as usual. Listen to your statement The composition of athlete’s foot is similar to that of biogas, and it is recommended to use ammonia as the experimental data."

Ji Wenfeng: "How to purify, how to measure."

Liang Wen said, "Take things out."

Ji Wenfeng solemnly placed the sealed bag of smelly socks he changed the day before yesterday on the table.

Liang Wendao stared at Ji Wenfeng’s stinky socks for a long while: “Try to collect the gas with the drainage method, and then react with copper oxide heating. The molecular formula is 3cuo+2nh3==heating==3cu+3h2o+n2.”

Ji Wenfeng took out his notebook seriously, listened and memorized, nodded frequently, and his eyes brightened after writing the molecular formula: "In this way, the weight of the copper oxide before and after the weight change can be used to infer the quality of the reacted ammonia gas and quantify the odor."

Liang Wen said: "Yes. Let's get started."

The two people began to assemble the experimental equipment in a hurry.

A group of girls outside are sprouting at the door of the laboratory.

"Wow, Xueshen looks so handsome doing the experiment. His posture for operating the dropper is so standard that he can easily get full marks on the science exam..."

"The school grass isn't bad, I thought he was an unlearned dude, but I didn't expect him to look so abstinent and **** in a white coat and a transparent mask!"

"The friendship between the boys is really amazing. They were fighting yesterday, and today they are reconciling academically. Is this science without borders!"

"Looking at them is like seeing first love..."

"I can say it for the hundredth time!"

...

"Let's start." Liang Wendao took off the two transparent biochemical masks and handed one of them to Ji Wenfeng.

"Yeah." Ji Wenfeng put on a mask, inserted the air duct into the airtight bag, and squeezed the package to inflate into the measuring cup.

While Ji Wenfeng was busy tackling technical difficulties, an unexpected character jumped out of the nanny car and stood outside the gate of Chengnan Middle School.

He wears a baseball cap, sunglasses in front of his eyes, and a mask on his mouth. He covers his face tightly, and then crouched on his hips and proclaimed: "Ji Wenfeng, brother, I'm here..."

The agent in a black suit and black sunglasses covered his mouth from behind: "Shhh! Don't make a sound! Look, everyone around is looking at us."

The people coming and going around paid attention to the two, and even wanted to call the police.

The boy grabbed his hand, and the big beautiful eyes behind the sunglasses stared at him: "They look at me because you are so strange. You are like a kidnapper!"

"But you are really conspicuous!" The agent covered his mouth again, "Bei Huang, you are a popular fried chicken after all. You come to class without saying a word, it will cause a sensation. You are responsible for this. !"

"I can't control that much." Du Mihuang dazzled his sunglasses, "I haven't seen my boyfriend for more than a month, I want to come to him."

Agent: "...I didn't promise you at all."

Du Mihuang smiled confidently, revealing two lovely tiger teeth: "He will definitely agree."

broker:"……"

Du Mihuang, the popular fried chicken, held a solo concert in S city more than a month ago. At that time, Ji’s young master and his friends were sitting in the front row, and the agent asked him to please Ji’s young master and establish a good relationship with him. After all, he just took the spokesperson of an app under the Ji’s group, and he wanted to have a meal Well.

However, I never expected that the young master of Ji family was so cute! Du Mihuang, who was originally only a business, fell in love with him at first sight. Had it not been for the disgusting friend of Ji Xiaoye to stop him, he had already gotten the WeChat account of Ji Xiaoye Xiaoye at the moment, and he had gotten him in his hand.

Du Mihuang has watched his concert video over and over this month just to see the high-definition portrait when the camera swept the front row for a few seconds. Gao Hu still can't conceal the lovely and loving face of Young Master Ji.

Du Mihuang unilaterally announced that he was in love!

He wants to marry the young master of Ji's family.

Du Mihuang is a very active and sunny boy. He has to do what he decides. After more than a month of continuous announcements, Du Mihuang finally has a three-day vacation. Hearing that his alma mater is holding a student union election, Ji Xiaoye is also running for the chairman of the student union. He hurried to help him out, hoping to take the opportunity to confess and bid farewell to being single.

Du Mihuang thought of this and urged his assistant: "Quick! Move out the materials for the announcement and install them in the school!"

Lu Rong is directing all the villains to post outdoor advertisements.

Yan Gou is responsible for putting the sticky small advertisement on the dining table of the restaurant. Lao Wang is responsible for printing candidate information on the nearest small fish cake tissue. Li Nanbian sent the flyers to Niu Yanling and others, and asked them to clip them on the windows of each class. Dent is responsible for seizing one squat after another, writing the candidate's campaign slogan on the toilet baffle to ensure that everyone is crazy brainwashed when they go to the tub.

Just as all the villains were dispatched, Du Mihuang's management team walked into the campus holding flowers, red carpets, banners, hydrogen balloons and other materials.

I saw them spread out the red carpet and set up flower baskets one by one on both sides of the red carpet. The flower baskets were written: Congratulations to Master Ji Wenfeng for running for the president of the student council!

Spider-Man climbed up to the five-story school building and hung big banners from both sides of the teaching building: Ji is both talented and talented, and it is absolutely not a loss to vote for him!

The staff quickly blew up four or five hydrogen balloons on the playground, with a slogan hanging below: If you don't vote, I won't vote, my brother will jump off the building tomorrow.

A group of assistants dressed in black suits opened parasols at the school entrance and moved a few tables with the triangle brand of "Jiwenfeng Campaign Support Team" on them, and they started to act as Amway on the spot.

"Let’s learn about Ji Wenfeng", "Ren Meixin, a handsome man", "Start with talent and loyalty to character", "As long as you vote for your brother, you can receive a beautiful souvenir."

Li Nan leaned over to Lu Rong, who was dumbfounded: "It's awesome or Ji Wenfeng is awesome."

Lu Rong looked at the flyer in his hand again: "..."

I lost it.

The money-making ability Dafa really deserves its reputation.

"But that's okay," Lu Rong said in peace, "I know that Ji Wenfeng's election doesn't need to worry about it. Let him toss it himself."

The tight-fitting Du Mihuang dog, wrapped all over, passed behind Lu Rong hauntingly, passing him by, not knowing that this was the little boyfriend he was thinking of.

Du Mihuang wholeheartedly presented a gift for Ji Wenfeng to run for the student council president, and asked his assistant to arrange the campus with the theme of Ji Wenfeng. He touched the classroom of Class 1 and sat down in his place. He lies in ambush on the table, exploring which one is his beloved little brother.

Classmate A: "Who are you? Why did you take my seat."

Du Mihuang: "Although I only do it once after the beginning of school, this is my seat."

Classmate A opened the desk board.

Du Mihuang saw that it was full of pornographic magazines, and said, "It's indeed your seat, I'm sorry."

Classmate A was seated safely.

Du Mihuang stood in the classroom, looking around blankly, not knowing where he was.

The whole class stared at him.

Du Mihuang sweated all over: "Uh...have our class changed seats?"

Squad leader: "...who are you?"

Du Mihuang: "That...I, I can't say."

Squad leader: "Then there is no seat for you."

Du Mihuang was so angry that he lifted off his disguise: "Too much! Too much deception! I just haven't come to class for two months, so don't you think of me as a classmate?!"

The whole room was silent.

Finally, a girl said: "You... aren't you Du Mihuang?"

Everyone saw it really, and the chickens came out of the cage in an instant.

Girl A: "Mom loves you!"

Girl B: "I heard Du Mihuang is our senior, so it's true!"

Girl C: "Ah ah ah ah ah ah, the real person is more handsome than the video. A Wei is dead..." she fainted.

The squad leader whispered to the tablemate, and solemnly told Du Mihuang: "This is Class 1 of the third grade. You should be upstairs."

Du Mihuang: "..."

Du Mihuang: "Farewell."

He is a freshman, fuck. He forgot all about it.

Du Mihuang, a popular fried chicken, who hasn't studied for a long time and has been eating rice everywhere, went to the wrong classroom on the first day of school, and finally stayed and signed 45 names before he was put back into the first class classroom of high school.

Here he learned the experience and lessons, found his own empty place and sat down indifferently, and continued to search for the traces of the young master Ji Wenfeng.

Just as Ji Wenfeng and Liang Wendao finished the experiment, they helped each other back.

Du Mihuang recognized it at a glance: Isn't this the bad friend of Master Ji Xiao? !

Ji Wenfeng felt the dazzling gaze, raised his head in surprise, and saw the Baotou man sitting in the back row of the classroom.

Ji Wenfeng's eyebrows clustered: "It's you?! Du Mihuang."

Du Mihuang was seen through the disguise, dropped his mask and stood up: "Okay, it seems that the enemy is really jealous when he meets."

Ji Wenfeng: "What are you doing here?!"

Du Mihuang smiled: "I'm here to find Ji Wenfeng."

Ji Wenfeng: "......?"

Ji Wenfeng: "Why are you looking for Ji Wenfeng for?"

"I'm going to be Ji Wenfeng's'good friend'." The kind of going to bed. "Helping him to succeed in the election has become an indispensable part of him." Du Mihuang said, with a bendy eyebrow, "You can't stop me from approaching him."

Class 1 er can't stand it anymore: "He is Ji Wenfeng."

Du Mihuang: "Huh?!"

Du Mihuang looked at Ji Wenfeng, then meditated on the teenager he met at the concert, and then looked at Ji Wenfeng: "Impossible! The young master of Ji family, he is very beautiful and cute, it's not like you. of!"

"Very delicate and cute?" Ji Wenfeng thought of Lu Rong's performance at the concert, her face cold.

Okay, there are rivals every year, especially this year.

"You have a wrong memory, there is no such person at all. Ji family eldest young master, I have always been alone." Ji Wen Feng Leng said coldly.

Bear the brunt of it, don't let Du Mihuang know that Lu Rong is also in school.

"You lied to me." Du Mihuang's eyes became serious, "I can't remember, the person who was with you at the time. You are so anxious to deny that you can only prove that I am very close to him.

Ji Wenfeng grinds his posterior molars secretly.

what is this? Are geniuses’ love and mind fighting? !

"Then you have the ability, go find him yourself." Ji Wenfeng strode Meteor walked to his seat.

The two eyes collided, sparks with lightning.