Yan Hao was restless all night, and rushed to the tenth floor early the next morning with the pass card given by Mr. Pang, intending to make up for the bow he missed yesterday, but in the end he was in vain. Mr. Pang has something to do and he is not in the laboratory.
When Professor Qin found out about this, he couldn't help but laugh. No wonder the kid reacted so calmly yesterday, and he didn't recognize anyone emotionally. But it’s not Yan Hao’s fault either, Mr. Pang doesn’t like to be in the limelight, there are almost no TV interviews, and his reputation is only famous in the mecha circle, but many people have only heard the name but never seen the real person. Yan Hao is a freshman, so it's not surprising that he didn't recognize Mr. Pang.
Professor Qin had no choice but to comfort Yan Hao, saying that since Mr. Pang recognized him as a disciple, he would not regret it, and let him go back with peace of mind. Study hard, study hard, and become an excellent mech master as soon as possible, which is what Mr. Pang likes most.
After coming down from the tenth floor, Yan Hao planned to visit his own laboratory. His laboratory was on the other side of the laboratory building. He needed to go out from the door on the elevator side and walk through a long corridor to the other side of the laboratory building.
Yan Hao walked to the laboratory while looking down at his optical brain. He sent a message to Sheng Heng in the morning, asking when he would arrive at the school, but there was no reply until now.
Haven't gotten off the spaceship yet
Yan Hao was thinking, when suddenly a call came from a distance.
"Yan Hao's elementary school brother."
Yan Hao raised his head sharply, and saw two familiar voices not far ahead, one fat and the other thin. It was Cheng Wenkang and Sheng Heng who hadn't seen each other during the holiday. It was Cheng Wenkang who called him. Sheng Heng was standing beside Cheng Wenkang, holding a box in his hand, looking at him with a smile on his face.
"Senior Cheng, Senior Sheng." Yan Hao trotted up to meet him, "I was wondering when you would come back just now."
"Sorry, it's two days later than the scheduled time." Before returning, Sheng Heng greeted Yan Hao. He was supposed to come back two days earlier, but something delayed him.
"In order to buy this mecha core for you, the boss took a lot of effort." Cheng Wenkang explained, "The people in the military department refused to give it to you at first, but the boss entrusted it..."
"Fatty." Sheng Heng glared at him.
"what?"
"It's nothing, this is the core of the mecha made by Feng Leishi, do you want to see it?" Sheng Heng touched the box in front of him.
"Yeah." Yan Hao only felt that he was really lucky these two days. First, he saw the seventh-level mecha, then he saw the ninth-level mecha, and then he was accepted as a disciple by Mr. Pang, and now he can touch it with his own hands. The mecha core made by Fengleishi.
"Go to your lab." Sheng Heng said.
"Okay." The three of them walked towards the laboratory together. As soon as they entered the door, Yan Hao couldn't wait to take the box in Sheng Heng's hand, opened it, and stared at the azure mecha core inside, his eyes were straight.
Seeing his obsessed look, Sheng Heng couldn't help laughing, and when he was done watching, he pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "When I got off the spaceship, I received a message from you. I thought it was a holiday. , Junior misses me a little bit. Now it seems that what you think about is only the core of this mech."
"No, no, I miss my senior." Yan Hao said hastily.
Sheng Heng's eyes flashed: "Really?"
"En." Yan Hao nodded. In order to express his miss more clearly, he walked directly in front of Sheng Heng. Under the surprised gaze of the other party, he wrapped his hands around Sheng Heng's waist and held him tightly. hug each other.
"!!" Cheng Wenkang.
"What... what are you doing?" Sheng Heng froze, his mind froze.
"He Shao said that the tighter the hug, the more you miss it." Yan Hao said, as if afraid that Sheng Heng would not feel his miss, he hugged Sheng Heng's waist vigorously.
He originally wanted to hug his shoulders like He Shaolou, but Sheng Heng was a head taller than him, and it was too much effort to hug his shoulders, so he took advantage of the situation and hugged his waist.
"It turned out to be like this, I thought..." Sheng Heng looked disappointed, yes, this is normal, even if the elementary school boy wants to get better, he probably doesn't have such an enthusiastic personality.
Yan Hao felt that the hug was almost done, so he let go: "I also prepared a gift for the senior, the senior will definitely like it."
"There are gifts?" Sheng Heng was a little surprised.
No matter what the gift was, just Yan Hao's kindness made him very happy.
Yan Hao was about to say something, but Cheng Wenkang suddenly coughed with a smirk: "Cough, elementary school brother, you and I also missed a vacation, so do you miss me?"
"A little bit." Yan Hao replied truthfully. Compared with He Shao and Sheng Heng, Yan Hao missed Cheng Wenkang less intensely, but he still remembered it occasionally.
"Just a little?!" Cheng Wenkang felt ashamed.
"Pfft~" Sheng Heng laughed out of embarrassment.
Cheng Wenkang felt that he had lost face. Seeing that Sheng Heng was still laughing at him like this, he immediately didn't want to be a person. He raised his eyebrows, opened his arms, and raised his chin to Yan Hao: "The junior also express your point miss you."
Yan Hao smiled, and turned around to give Cheng Wenkang a longing hug. Seeing this, Sheng Heng's face turned cold, and he kicked Cheng Wenkang's leg hard. Cheng Wenkang immediately screamed and squatted down. go down.
Yan Hao held his breath, and asked worriedly: "Senior Cheng, what's wrong with you?"
"He's been sitting in the spaceship for a long time, and his legs are cramping." Sheng Heng said, and at the same time, he pierced his eyes with a knife. "The leg cramps, why don't you hurry back to the dormitory to rest."
"Senior Cheng, go back and rest quickly, or make some potion to treat hand injuries, and it will take effect in five minutes." Yan Hao also said.
"Okay, I'll go back now...to make love to the cutie." After finishing speaking, Cheng Wenkangfei ran out as if, not giving Sheng Heng a second chance.
"Senior Cheng can still run so fast, it seems that the cramp is not serious." Yan Hao said.
"Leave him alone, you just said you have a gift for me, what is it?" Sheng Heng asked.
"Senior, do you still remember that you asked me about mecha mimicry driving during the vacation?" Yan Hao asked.
"Remember, I asked you when the mimic driving of mechs will be realized."
"Then do you still remember my answer?" Yan Hao deliberately kept it off, but the excitement in his eyes could hardly be hidden.
"You said that the future mimicry system may take a long time to study, but the mimicry driving of the fifth-level mech is not difficult, and it may be researched in a year." At that time, he was at a fork in his life. Whether to change the "God of War" to a pair of healthy hands or keep the "God of War" to wait for the advancement of technology, it was Yan Hao's answer that gave him the courage to choose. So Sheng Heng remembered this answer very clearly.
"This is my gift to you." Yan Hao announced loudly.
"!" Sheng Heng reacted for a while, looked at the mecha core on the table, and then at Yan Hao who was in front of him with an excited face, guessed something in his mind, but couldn't believe it, "You mean... You... have you researched it?"
"Theoretically, it is already feasible, but you will not know if it can be successful until you modify it, so can you put the black soul here in the past two days? I will help you modify it." Yan Hao said, "Don't worry, even if my theory is not If it succeeds, it won’t pretend that Black Soul is broken.”
"You really..." Sheng Heng wanted to confirm it again, but when he met Yan Hao's bright eyes, he suddenly believed it.
Yes, there is no need to doubt, with Yan Hao's character, if he is not very sure about something, he will not say it at all.
"Okay." Sheng Heng raised his hand and released the black soul from the space button without further questioning or questioning.
When Yan Hao saw the black soul, he rushed over with the core of the mecha in his arms, as if wishing he could do it immediately.
"Is this mecha core also used for modification of the Black Soul?" Sheng Heng saw it.
"Well, the mecha core made by Fengleishi can speed up the mimicry reaction." Yan Hao said.
"Then why didn't you tell me?"
"Tell the senior, won't there be no surprises?" Yan Hao said.
"When did you start preparing for this surprise?" Sheng Heng asked.
"When the senior returned from vacation." Yan Hao said, "At that time, I thought, if I can research the mimic driving system, the senior will drive the mecha in the future, and my hands will not be injured."
So, you spent the whole summer vacation in the laboratory, researching day and night, because of me
"Xiao Hao." Sheng Heng held Yan Hao's hand.
"Huh?" Yan Hao raised his head in doubt.
"Is there anything... can I help?" There were thousands of words of thanks piled up on Sheng Heng's chest, but such a heart, such a great gift, how can a few words of thanks be able to express clearly.
"After I finish the modification, the senior will come to test drive." Yan Hao said.
"Okay." Sheng Heng smiled, suddenly tightened his hands, pulled Yan Hao's arm into his arms, and hugged him tightly.
"Senior?" Yan Hao moved a little uncomfortable.
"It's okay, I haven't seen you for two months, and I miss you too." Sheng Heng let go of his hand.
"I can feel the miss of the senior. You just got off the spaceship, so go back and rest quickly. I also want to modify the black soul as soon as possible, and try to complete the modification before school starts." Yan Hao said.
"Okay." Sheng Heng also knew that if he stayed here, the boss Yan Hao would work.
After leaving the laboratory, Sheng Heng looked at the closed door, and silently added what he hadn't said just now: "My miss is not just like this."
In the dormitory, Cheng Wenkang was actually soaking his feet with medicinal herbs. When he saw Sheng Heng coming in, he immediately yelled that he was dressed poorly: "Boss, your kick just now was really ruthless. Look, look, it doesn't matter." Green."
Sheng Heng was in a good mood, and he had no intention of finding Cheng Wenkang again, but just glanced at him lightly.
"By the way, what is the gift from the elementary school brother?" Cheng Wenkang gossiped.
"You'll know in two days." Sheng Heng didn't say anything.
"It's still a secret."
While they were talking, their portable optical brains rang at the same time. Cheng Wenkang clicked on it, and his expression changed immediately. This is a group message sent by the head teacher, informing all the students in the class that they will go to No. 3 Desolate Star for a seven-day practical course after school starts.
"Boss, why don't we talk to the head teacher?" Sheng Heng's hands couldn't operate the mecha for a long time, and the actual combat in the field lasted seven days, and Sheng Heng's hands couldn't hold on at all.
"No, I'll go." Sheng Heng said.
"Boss, you promised your aunt when you took the mech driving test, you will never force yourself." Cheng Wenkang said anxiously.
"Fatty, let's go." Sheng Heng didn't try to be aggressive, but smiled confidently.
This confidence is for herself, and especially for Yan Hao.