"I've already discussed this matter with my friend, and he agreed, and I can't change it," Cheng Yi couldn't explain further, so he could only change the subject and said, "Is my mother willing to help me with what I just said?"
The current situation of the Cheng family is like this.
Due to physical reasons, Grandpa Cheng has been recuperating in a nursing home, and he just returned to Cheng's house recently.
Cheng's father works in the military department and was promoted to lieutenant general last year.
Cheng's mother worked hard in the business world, managing various properties of the Cheng family.
Although Cheng Yi's reputation has been spread early, but so far he has not made a choice in the general direction of his life.
However, most people think that he will definitely choose to join the military department. After all, only in the military department can his SSS-level mental power be fully utilized.
As for Cheng Yang, he is still just a child, let him play for a few more years.
When the original topic was brought up, Mother Cheng couldn't help being silent for a moment.
If you say that you cut off all cooperation with the Zhao family before, it can be regarded as drawing a clear line with the Zhao family and showing your attitude.
So what Cheng Yi proposes now is to let the two sides stand on opposite sides.
There are many more things to consider than the former.
But Cheng's mother was only silent for more than ten seconds before making a decision: "You are my son, can I help you?"
Although there are indeed many things to consider, it is worth it for the sake of peace.
To be more precise, this is actually for the son.
"Thank you mother." Cheng Yi said.
"Are you so polite with your own mother? If you really want to thank me, you should bring Yanyan back as soon as possible, both of them." Hearing this thank you, Cheng's mother couldn't help showing a smile on her face.
Cheng Yi said bluntly, "I still have to go to the training room, so I'll hang up first. Goodbye, mother."
After hanging up the communication, Cheng also found that his optical brain had just received a missed communication from Cheng Yang.
In addition, there are several text messages from him.
[Brother, why don't you answer my communication?]
[Forget it, let me ask you directly, was the bottle of high-quality potion you gave me before made by Yanyan?]
[Brother, please reply me quickly, if you don't reply me, I'll just ask Yanyan directly!]
[Please reply me quickly, I'm dying of anxiety QAQ.]
After reading these text messages, Cheng Yi replied briefly: [Yes.]
In the next second, Cheng Yang called again.
Just when Cheng Yi had just received his mother's support and now started to communicate with Cheng Yang about certain issues, An Yan on the other side was having an academic exchange with Zhang Cheng and another professor.
"Student An Yan, don't be nervous. We just want to discuss with you about the bottle of medicine just now. Of course, if there are any private questions, you can choose not to answer us. We will never make any coercion Move." Before the formal exchange, the professors and colleagues repeatedly emphasized the privacy issue.
Normally, there is no need to consider this kind of issue between professors and students. After all, there is a level gap here, so there is basically no need for it.
But the potion that An Yan made just now is there, and the process is also vivid in his memory. It is absolutely impossible to be a coincidence that two bottles of high-quality potion were produced in a row, plus the one in the entrance examination.
So regarding the level of An Yan's potion making, the two of them already had a rough judgment in their hearts. It is no exaggeration to say that An Yan's potion making level is probably much higher than the two of them.
Thinking of this, the way they looked at An Yan changed, from caring and guiding the students to admiring and admiring the boutique pharmacist.
An Yan was a little uncomfortable being looked at by the fiery eyes of the two, and moved his fingers and said: "If you have any questions from the two professors, please speak directly, and I will try my best to answer."
Zhang Cheng and his colleagues looked at each other, and asked cautiously: "Student An Yan, when you started making this bottle of potion, were you sure that it would be a high-quality potion when it was finished?"
An Yan nodded: "It's almost like this."
Zhang Cheng and the professor and his colleagues gasped at the same time. They really are a talented boutique pharmacist!
Another professor asked hesitantly: "Then how you make the potion..."
Normally, for a boutique pharmacist, the method of making medicine is extremely important, and it would be very rude to ask such a question directly.
But he was really curious in his heart. Although he had seen some unique methods of making potions before, he had never seen a situation like An Yan who could make high-quality potions without even using the spirit power of the potions. .
But in the middle of the conversation, the professor and colleague also realized his problem, and corrected him full of entanglement: "I'm sorry, An Yan, I was too abrupt. I take back my question just now. I hope you can..."
Before the professor finished speaking, An Yan shook his head: "It's nothing, and I don't mind answering this question."
Hearing this sentence, the two professors were surprised, happy and hesitant, as if they were afraid that An Yan would answer this way under their persecution, so Zhang Cheng emphasized again: "Student An Yan, you can choose not to answer this question. Answer, and we really don't have the right to ask about your potion making method, you know?"
An Yan nodded affirmatively, but his attitude did not change: "I know, but I really don't mind answering this question, but I'm not sure whether my answer is right or not."
Zhang Cheng's voice was slightly trembling, he cleared his throat, and tried to remain calm and said: "Then... tell me about it."
"I know what the two professors can't understand is that I successfully made a bottle of high-quality medicine without using the mental power of the medicine." An Yan seemed very calm, because he had already thought of the wording before. , "In my opinion, the main reason for this situation is that my thinking direction when making the potion is completely opposite to yours."
It was difficult for both of them to understand this sentence: "The direction of thinking?"
"For the vast majority of pharmacists, their way of thinking in making medicine is to forcibly suppress the animal characteristics carried by humans, but mine is to appease," An Yan expressed his thoughts seriously, " If we regard the animal characteristics carried by the human body as an ignorant child, we want him to fall asleep quickly, and there are two ways."
Following An Yan's description, the expressions of the two professors gradually changed from incomprehensible to thoughtful.
"One is to scare him and tell him that if he doesn't sleep, he will be beaten or have no food. In this way, no matter how ignorant he is, he will have to close his eyes and go to sleep in fright," An Yan said. The description continues, "The other is to listen to him a bedtime story or sleep-promoting music to make him fall asleep quickly."
Speaking of this, An Yan raised his head and glanced at the two professors: "The method you use is the first one, but I use the second one. This is the fundamental difference in our thinking direction."
It was the first time for the two of them to hear this statement, but after understanding what An Yan meant, they actually felt that this statement seemed very reasonable.
"In this case, the consequences of only two methods will of course be very different," An Yan saw the surprised expressions on the faces of the two professors, and continued to narrate, "Using the first method, although it is true It can make the child fall asleep quickly, but it will bring him great negative emotions, and even after falling asleep, it is difficult to sleep peacefully. This is why the side effects of using the morphological potion you made will be so huge s reason."
"But if you use the body potion I made, although the onset time may not be as fast as yours, it will not bring too much mental and emotional burden to the child," An Yan shook the potion in his hand Bottle, said quite proudly, "And in this way, the child can sleep more peacefully, and the sleeping time will be longer. This also corresponds to the effect of the body potion, probably like this."
After listening to An Yan's full description, the expressions of the two professors were already very serious, not to mention that An Yan had successfully produced three bottles of high-quality medicine according to this thinking concept, even if they just heard this thinking concept, they were already deeply impressed. I was deeply shocked.
The shocking feeling like enlightenment made them realize their previous thoughts clearly in an instant. No, to be precise, it should be how narrow and extreme the thinking of the entire body medicine production industry is.
Because of their disgust and rejection of the animal characteristics carried by their bodies, they never even thought of solving this problem in a friendly and harmonious way from the very beginning.
They were limited by their own likes and dislikes, blinded their eyes, and tried their best to study how to suppress those animal characteristics more effectively, but instead they embarked on a wrong path from the very beginning, which is really completely wrong end!
Thinking of this, they both felt irony and bitterness, and at the same time, they couldn't help but a burning hope rose in their hearts.
Even if they were completely wrong before, at least they still have a future!
Even if the mistakes made before are indeed huge, as long as human beings can realize their mistakes in time and correct them in time, there is still hope!
The professor couldn't help looking at An Yan, as if looking at a peerless treasure: "An Yan, thank you, thank you so much!"
An Yan said shyly, "I'm just expressing my thoughts, it's not a big deal."
Although Zhang Cheng was reserved on the surface, he was very excited in his heart: "No, without you, we don't know how long we will continue on this wrong path, so really... thank you very much!"