Vicious Male Counterpart Isn’t Competing Anymore

At 11:30 in the evening, Yan Hao was about to read a few pages and fell asleep. He suddenly received a short message from Sheng Heng, asking him to go out.

Without hesitation, Yan Hao crept out of the dormitory door, and when he went downstairs, he saw a tall figure standing under a street lamp not far away.

"Student brother." Sheng Heng kept watching the direction of the dormitory building, and he saw it as soon as Yan Hao came out.

"Senior." Yan Hao hurried a few steps and greeted him. When he got closer, he realized that Sheng Heng looked a little tired, his eyes were full of red blood, and he was a man of dust, but fortunately his spirit was not bad, "Senior, did you come back from outside just now?" "

"Well, I went back home and just returned to the college. Sorry, I called you down so late and didn't disturb you to rest." Sheng Heng asked.

"No, I'm still reading, I haven't slept yet." Yan Hao shook his head quickly.

"I'm still reading so late, I really work hard." Sheng Heng said.

"Isn't this a mecha manufacturer that was transferred for repair halfway? Naturally, I have to work harder." Yan Hao was a little embarrassed to be praised.

Hearing the words "Transfer to Repair", Sheng Heng's expression suddenly became serious. He thought about the formula data model of the advanced tranquilizer that the boy had handed him a few days ago, and couldn't help but said, "Do you want to learn medicine again?"

"Huh?" Yan Hao was stunned when asked.

"You are very talented in medicine." Sheng Heng said, "If you want, I can introduce you to a very good teacher."

"Senior, what are you kidding me? If I have a high talent in pharmacy, I won't turn to repair mecha halfway." No one knows better than Yan Hao that his talent in pharmacy is good, after all, he In my last life, I spent my entire life on medicine.

"I checked your high school grades." Sheng Heng said.

"Check me?" Yan Hao was stunned.

"Sorry, because the data model you provided is too precious, so the military checked your past." Sheng Heng said a little apologetically.

"Military, have you given the data model to the military?"

"Yes, in fact, I came back this time to tell you about this." Sheng Heng explained, "Because the front line is too short of medicines, and the only thing that can mobilize all resources in a short time, and put the medicines in the fastest way. The only one sent to the front line is the military, so I directly gave your model to the military. After that, the military did some research on your past, but the military will not announce it to the public without your permission. Your message."

"Oh." Yan Hao stunned, "Will that affect me?"

"It depends on your own choice." Sheng Heng said, "The data you provide has saved the lives of countless soldiers on the frontline and is a huge contribution to the country. You can choose to publish the data model to the outside world based on your calculations, so that you can... …"

"No, I don't want to announce it." Before Sheng Heng finished speaking, Yan Hao immediately refused. During the day, he was still hesitating whether he had snatched Yan Fei's protagonist's aura. If he announced his name to the public and reaped fame and fortune, wouldn't it be more thorough?

Sheng Heng smiled, and said: "Then you don't have to announce it."

"is it okay?"

"Yes, there is the military. As long as you don't want to publish it, no one will know that this data model is calculated by you, but for you, it will be a big loss. After all, this is a great achievement. No one can ask for it. Coming."

"I don't want it anymore. I just calculated a formula at random, and it didn't take much credit." Yan Hao is the least able to deal with interpersonal relationships. The reason why he fought with Yan Fei everywhere in his previous life was not for fame or fortune, but just to prove it. He is no worse than him. In this life, he chose mecha manufacturing, and he didn't need to compare with anyone, his life became relaxed and comfortable in an instant, where he would sink into it again.

"That's good, then don't announce, just get rewards." Sheng Heng said.

"There are rewards." Yan Hao was dumbfounded.

"I said before you leave, if you give me things, seniors will certainly not let you suffer." Sheng Hengrou said, "I have asked you for two reward models. The first is to give the data model to the military. It is counted as your contribution to the military, and in order to give back to you, the military can allow you to enter any military research institute you want to join after graduation. Of course, what they hope most is that you enter the medicine-related Research Institute..."

"I am learning mecha manufacturing now, and I don't want to learn medicine anymore." Yan Hao emphasized again.

"The second type is that you sell the data model to the military. The military also provides two pricing models. One is to directly give you a huge amount of Starcoin to buy out the copyright, and the other is a commission, as long as you use your model. You will be charged a fee for the sedatives manufactured. Which of the two do you choose?" Sheng Heng asked.

"Actually, I don't need it. I'll give it to you." He really wanted to give it to you. He didn't even think about making money from it. After all, in the previous life, he gave it to Professor Sun as classwork.

Hearing that, Sheng Heng's eyes brightened, and the expression on his face became more gentle: "Your data model saved my brother. It is already the best gift for me, and the rest is what you deserve. If I even take this, and I feel like I'm very obsessed."

"Ah, then... then I will accept it." Yan Hao couldn't refuse this.

Sheng Heng couldn't help but stretched out his hand and rubbed Yan Hao's head: "Why are you so cute."

Silly.

Yan Hao took a step back uncomfortably: "Don't touch my head, it won't grow taller."

"Can you grow one?" Sheng Heng raised his eyebrows.

"Of course I can. I am only 175. Before graduating from university, I can grow another 3.15 cm." Yan Hao said very rigorously.

Sheng Heng only thinks that his schoolboy is even more cute, and even his height can be specific to numbers: "Then, in order not to delay your growth, hurry up and choose the reward and go back to sleep."

Except for mathematics and mecha manufacturing, Yan Hao paid little attention to other things, and was unwilling to spend his brain. Besides, when he gave the things to Sheng Heng, he never thought that there would be a reward, so this so-called reward was a surprise for him, so he asked casually: "Which one do you think is better?"

"If I choose, let's take a draw, so that you will have a considerable income every year, which can support you to purchase all the material expenses during college, and you don't have to work hard to make energy blocks to make money." Sheng Heng knows that the junior is not good at financial management. , So a considerable income every year is suitable for him.

"Really?!" Yan Hao's eyes brightened when he heard that there was no need to make energy blocks to make money.

Yan Hao didn't want to waste time doing it if it weren't for making money. He has just entered mecha manufacturing now, and there is a lot of other knowledge to learn. If it is really possible to avoid worrying about money, he can hardly ask for it.

"Yeah." Sheng Heng said decisively.

"Then I choose this, just this, thank you senior, you helped me a lot again."

Why did you become a big help to the other party again?

"Brother, did you deliberately give me the credit so that I can increase my affection for you?" Sheng Heng suddenly said.

"Huh?" Yan Hao didn't understand.

"It's okay, go to sleep." Sheng Heng smiled and shook his head.

"The senior also went back to rest early, you look tired."

"Good." Sheng Heng nodded.

"Good night, senior."

"Good night."

Seeing the elementary school brother cute and loving running into the dormitory building, Sheng Heng murmured another sentence: "It would be nice if it was on purpose."

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Sheng Heng: Come and tease me, I'll lie flat

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