After separating from Yan Hao, Babies went to the laboratory building again. His teacher, Zhong Gaoxuan, is currently on the tenth floor of the laboratory building. As a student of Federal University, Babies is no stranger to the tenth floor of the laboratory building. If he hadn't worshiped Mr. Zhong as his teacher, it would have been his first choice after graduation.
"Teacher." Papillon entered the lounge specially prepared for Mr. Zhong in the college.
"I'm back. Has anyone seen it?" Mr. Zhong was preparing for the public class in the afternoon, when he saw the Babes coming in, he put down the manuscript in his hand.
"I've seen it." Bobby Chong said happily, "Teacher, I asked him. What happened to MT last time was really just an accident, and he didn't want the 500 million. He accepted it in order to let him sign the sales contract. Ri'an said he didn't want it, but the MT people were worried."
Mr. Zhong was already moved by Yan Hao's talent, but now he heard his disciple say so, he couldn't help but believe it: "Then you bring him to see me."
"It's an appointment. After you finish the open class, I'll let him come to see you." Babe Chong said happily.
"Will he attend my class?" Mr. Zhong asked.
"Of course I'll go, I guess they're all going to grab a seat in the auditorium right now." Bobby Chong has a good sense of Yan Hao, and can't help but want to raise his favorability in front of the teacher.
Sure enough, when Mr. Zhong heard that Rian went to the auditorium in advance to grab a seat in order to listen to his public class, he couldn't help showing a bit of color on his face.
"Knock, knock." Someone knocked on the door.
Babe hurriedly walked over and opened the door of the lounge.
"Hello, Mr. Pang." Seeing the old man outside the door, Babechong immediately stood at attention and saluted respectfully.
"It's Xiao Ba." Pang Lao smiled and nodded at Babe.
"Are you here to find the teacher? Please come in." Babe Chong quickly stepped aside.
Mr. Pang walked in, looked at a stubborn old friend who was still sitting on the sofa and didn't look up, and said with a smile: "What's so exciting about you this time, that you actually agreed to come and give a public lecture?"
"I can do whatever I want, can you control me?" Mr. Zhong said angrily.
"All right, whatever you want." Pang Lao was familiar with his temper, so he didn't argue with him, went straight in, and sat down opposite Zhong Lao, "Xiao Ba, pour me a glass of water."
"Yes." Bobby Chong hurried over to help Old Pang pour tea and water.
"You shameless, what do you order other disciples to do?" Zhong Lao roared angrily.
"My disciples have all left their teachers, and they are not around now." Pang Lao said cheerfully.
"Didn't you accept another one recently?" Mr. Zhong gave him a glance.
The mecha manufacturing circle is so big, a master figure like Pang Lao can spread the word in the circle with a little trouble. He suddenly accepted an apprentice, and the circle was very curious about his new apprentice.
"Old Pang, drink tea." Babe Chong brought the teacup to Old Pang.
"Thank you." Pang Lao picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile, "I said why you came here to give an open class all of a sudden, because I was curious about my little apprentice."
"Don't put gold on your face." Zhong Lao hummed, he came here this time mainly to see the good day, and Pang Lao's disciple was just passing by.
Babechong was well aware of his teacher's duplicity, so he took the initiative to ask, "Old Pang, I'm very curious about your little disciple. According to rumors, this is your closed disciple."
"That's right." Elder Pang didn't deny it either. He hadn't taken any apprentices for ten years, and with his advanced age, he didn't want to take any more apprentices. It is really because Yan Hao's talent is too high, which made him happy to see Lie Xin, so he made an exception and accepted him as a disciple. Therefore, it is not wrong to say that Yan Hao is his closed disciple.
As soon as Mr. Zhong raised his eyelids, Bobby Chong immediately understood: "Then the closed disciple who wants to come to Mr. Pang must have a very strong talent in a certain aspect."
"He has good mental strength, and he can barely assemble the parts of the fifth-level mecha." Pang Lao said modestly.
"Mr. Pang, I heard that your closed disciple is still a student. Before he graduated, he can use his spiritual power to assemble the fifth-level mecha parts. This mental power seems to be stronger than mine..." Babe Chong praised road.
"Better than you is because you are lazy." Mr. Zhong couldn't help cursing, "If you practice more, you will know how to concentrate on doing math problems and writing system programs. Even if you develop the best program later, you still have to pay it back." Use it for someone else's mech."
Papillon lowered his head in embarrassment.
This is not teaching the apprentice, it is clearly saying that Babe's talent is in mathematics and programming. This old man has been comparing himself with himself all his life, and now his disciples have to compare himself with him.
"The upgrade of the operating system of the seventh-level mecha is led by Xiaoba." Pang Lao praised, "I have seen that system. After the upgrade, the operating instructions have been simplified by 10%. Such an achievement at such a young age. Very nice."
"Mr. Pang is overrated." Babe Chong said modestly, and peeked at his teacher, seeing a flash of color on his teacher's face, he couldn't help but feel a little funny.
These two are real, they are quite old, and they are both masters. Who would have thought that they would like to compare apprentices in private.
"Since you already know that I have accepted a closed disciple, you must give me a meeting gift." Pang Lao suddenly said.
"I haven't seen anyone, so what kind of gift are you giving?" Mr. Zhong said angrily.
"It's not easy, I'll let him come." Pang Lao bowed his head and sent a message to Yan Hao.
Mr. Zhong didn't stop him either, thinking that he himself would have to take in an apprentice soon, so now he gave the meeting gift first, and then knocked back a big one later.
School auditorium.
Yan Hao ran in hastily, and finally saw He Shao sitting in the corner among the crowd.
"A lot of people." Yan Hao looked at the scene in front of him in shock.
"A lot of people came to take up seats without eating. I came late, so there was only a corner seat left." He Shao said.
"It's okay, as long as you can hear it." Now it's all holographic projections, no matter where you sit in the classroom, it won't affect your lectures.
"Stupid, only by sitting in the front can you have a chance to ask questions." He Shao himself had nothing to ask, but Yan Hao definitely had, "Didn't you say that the mimicry system encountered a bottleneck after level five? He is an expert in the field, and he has been doing research on simplified operating systems and simulated driving for decades."
"Don't worry, I'm still lacking in mecha knowledge. Mr. Zhong is a master, and my current problems are too easy for him. Wait for me to learn more, and then find a chance to ask him for advice." Yan Hao said .
"Yes, Mr. Zhong and Mr. Pang have been friends for many years, and you will definitely have the opportunity to meet him in the future." As soon as He Shao finished speaking, the terminal on Yan Hao's wrist rang, and a message came in.
Yan Hao glanced at the message, and his expression suddenly became complicated.
"What's the matter?" Seeing that his expression was wrong, He Shao leaned over to take a look, and immediately groaned, "Could it be that I have opened my mouth."
On the miniature virtual screen, there was a message from Pang Lao: [Come here, I will show you to meet someone.]
"Then... I'm going?" Yan Hao stood up.
"Go, go, go quickly." He Shao waved his hand, telling him to leave quickly.
After Yan Hao left, someone immediately found an empty seat, walked over and sat down directly. He Shao didn't stop him either, and with Pang Lao's relationship, what kind of public class does Yan Hao still have, so let's leave the opportunity to these ordinary classmates.
Ten minutes later, Yan Hao arrived on the tenth floor of the laboratory building. He first went to Pang Lao's laboratory, but when he saw no one, he sent another message to Pang Lao.
Yan Hao: [Teacher, I'm here, aren't you in the laboratory?]
Pang Lao: [I'm in the lounge, turn left when I go out, and walk to the end.]
Yan Hao turned left as he said, and walked all the way to the end. Sure enough, he saw a lounge, knocked on the door, and the door was opened from the inside.
"Hello, I'm... Yan Hao?!" The smile on the baby's face froze instantly.
"Babyworm?" Yan Hao was also a little surprised when he saw the Babybug.
"Why are you here?"
"My teacher asked me to come." Yan Hao said.
"..." Could it be such a coincidence, could it be that Yan Hao is Pang Lao's closed disciple
Yan Hao also reacted quickly after a short period of shock. The teacher asked him to come here to meet someone, but Babe Chong appeared here at the same time, and Babe Chong also said that his teacher was also at school. Could it be that the person the teacher asked me to meet is the teacher of Babeworm, that is, Mr. Zhong
"You two, what are you doing at the door?" Pang Lao's voice came from inside.
Babe Chong recovered and moved away stiffly, Yan Hao walked in, first saluted Pang Lao respectfully, and then nodded to another strange old man.
"Why, do you two know each other?" Babes exclaimed loudly just now, and Mr. Pang and Mr. Zhong heard it from inside.
"Yes, we are netizens." Yan Hao nodded.
"Oh, what a coincidence?" Mr. Pang thought it was a coincidence, but Mr. Zhong was not just a coincidence.
With a sullen face, he looked at his disciple asking for confirmation.
Ai Ai, the baby bug, nodded towards Zhong Lao.
"That's right, let me introduce you. This is the teacher of your netizen, and also my friend of the teacher, Professor Zhong Gaoxuan. He has a gift for you, go up and get it." Pang Lao said with a smile.
Naturally, Yan Hao would not foolishly go up to ask for a meeting gift, but walked up to Mr. Zhong respectfully, and bowed respectfully again: "I met Mr. Zhong. And... thank you for the information you gave me last time, yes The juniors are very helpful, thank you."
After finishing speaking, Yan Hao stood in place a little cautiously, holding the hem of his clothes tightly with his fingers to relieve his tension.
"He gave you information?" Elder Pang asked.
"Yes, I was researching the mimic driving system during the summer vacation. Mr. Zhong asked Bobby to transfer some information to me. After reading it, it will be of great help to the students." Yan Hao said earnestly.
Mr. Pang glanced at Mr. Zhong, who had a livid face, his eyes rolled, and he recalled it a little bit. Since when was this old guy so kind-hearted, he casually showed the information to others, obviously he had a plan for it. Could it be that he also took a fancy to Yan Hao as his apprentice
"You are studying the mimic driving system, so can you understand the information he gave you?" Pang Lao asked.
"I only understand half of it, and the other half is related to mecha manufacturing. My mecha knowledge is still insufficient, so I don't really understand it." Yan Hao said honestly.
The information given by Lao Zhong is again about mimic driving. Yan Hao is only a freshman now, and he has only learned the basics of mecha manufacturing. In this case, he can still understand half of it, so what he understands must be the part related to the mimicry program. When the mecha knowledge is not yet full, he can understand most of the information, which shows that Yan Hao's talent in programming and mathematics is very high.
When Pang Lao first fell in love with Yan Hao, he just felt that he was extremely gifted in the control of mental power, and he was calm, and he also had a good understanding of the assembly of mecha parts, so he had the idea of accepting apprentices. Unexpectedly, this little guy is not only talented in mental power control...
"It's okay, if there is something you don't understand, the teacher will teach you slowly in the future." Pang Lao suddenly felt that he had picked up a treasure.
"Teach me a fart, you can be as good as me in mathematics." Mr. Zhong couldn't bear it.
"Didn't you hear? Yan Hao said that he understood the mathematics part, but he didn't understand the mech-related part. In this respect, can you compare with me?" Pang Lao sneered back, "Besides, Yan Hao is my disciple, if I don't teach it, why should I let others teach it?"
Mr. Zhong has lived for most of his life, and he still has a good eye for seeing people. His eyes fell on Yan Hao when he entered the door. Although Yan Hao didn't say a few words, but from Yan Hao's eyes, demeanor, and tone of voice, he could conclude that Yan Hao was not the utilitarian person he imagined before, but a young man with a simple mind.
Furthermore, although the materials he gave Yan Hao were all basic materials, for a freshman student, those materials were not easy to read and understand. At the beginning, he thought that Yan Hao was the same age as Ba Yun, at least a fifth-level mecha maker, so he gave the information. In such a comparison, Yan Hao will only be better than he imagined, and his mental strength seems to be very good.
Zhong Lao had intended to accept apprentices, but the more he thought about it, the more ferocious he became, and he was caught first, and the one who got there first was Pang Tianhe, who had always been different from him since he was a student.
Wait, it took Pang Tianhe a few days to accept apprentices, but he had met this kid more than a month earlier. This is not the first move, but Pang Tianhe, an old man who snatches his apprentice.
"What do you mean by your disciple, he is my disciple." Elder Zhong turned around and roared in a full-fledged manner.
Yan Hao looked at Elder Zhong in bewilderment, wondering when did he become his disciple.
"Joke, if Yan Hao was your disciple, wouldn't he know you?" Old Pang sneered.
"I asked Ba Yun to give him the materials to assess him, but I was busy with research some time ago, so I delayed this matter." Zhong Lao said, "I gave him the materials more than a month ago."
"Hello!" Mr. Zhong glared at Yan Hao, "Did you receive the information more than a month ago and read it?"
"Yes." Yan Hao nodded honestly.
"Did you hear that? He passed the examination more than a month ago and is my disciple." Elder Zhong looked at Elder Pang proudly.
For Mr. Zhong's words, Mr. Pang believed a little, otherwise he would not be able to explain why Mr. Zhong gave Yan Hao a copy of the information inexplicably: "If you delay, you will delay. Anyway, Yan Hao is now my disciple."
"The teacher preaches and accepts karma to solve doubts. He read the materials I gave and learned my knowledge. He is my disciple. Otherwise, you let him give me back what he has learned." Zhong Lao is being unreasonable, " Besides, don't you have a two-year internship period for all your apprentices, he is still your intern right now. Kid, have you offered tea to him as an apprentice?"
Yan Hao was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
"Looks like not." Zhong Lao said.
"You shameless." Old Pang was angry.
"It's shameless for you to rob someone's disciple."
Yan Hao and Bobby Chong stood there stunned, looking at the two big shots in the circle, like three-year-old children fighting for candy, the more noisy they became, the less capable they became, and they were speechless for a while.
"Teacher, it's time for the public class." Finally, Babe couldn't help but stepped forward to remind him.
Elder Zhong was already a little tired from the quarrel at this time, and was about to take a break, so he took the opportunity to say: "I'll go to class first, don't try to snatch my disciple."
After Zhong Lao left, Pang Lao sat down on the sofa angrily, picked up the water glass and poured more than half of it, still very angry.