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When Shen Fan went in, Lin Jue had already come out.

Peng Long held the tube of milky white transparent liquid in his hand. After observing it in front of the two of them, he commented, "Well, it's quite thick and the quality is very good. It seems that I was quite restrained yesterday."

Shen Fan:......

Linjue:......

What kind of tiger-wolf talk is this? !

Shen Fan seriously suspected that Peng Long was molesting him in the name of medical research. He turned around and handed the bag in his hand to Linjue first, "Bian Sheng brought it."

Lin Jue took it and took a look without saying anything. He just took out the small box inside and stuffed it into his pocket.

Shen Fan raised his eyebrows, sensing something was wrong. Just now, his thoughts were on Bian Sheng and Xie Qiuchi, so he didn't think much about it while holding this thing, but now he suddenly became curious.

Lin Jue wanted to hide something from him and didn't explain it at all, which was really suspicious.

Peng Long, who was washing his hands with his back to them, didn't see this small episode, so he wiped his hands before asking.

"By the way, Shen Fan, when are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow morning." Shen Fan asked for more than ten days, and it would be difficult to explain if he didn't go to the school.

"You also have an optical brain now, so it will be easier for us to contact you then." Peng Long wiped his hands and looked at the time and sighed, "It's already this hour, no wonder you're so hungry."

"What do you want to eat..." Shen Fan lengthened his tone and tapped Linjue with his chin, "He's treating you."

Shen Fan naturally stayed with Lin Jue for food and accommodation here.

Lin Jue hummed and hugged Shen Fan's waist, "We're treating you."

Shen Fan lowered his head and glanced at the hand on his waist, feeling a little nervous behind his back, wondering what on earth this bad boy had bought.

Peng Long looked at the way they were sticking together and said somewhat sourly, "Can you please pay attention to your image? It is everyone's responsibility to care for the lonely elderly..."

"The old man's teeth are not in good condition, and his spleen and stomach are weak," Shen Fan snorted, "I heard yesterday that the cafeteria purchased some good steaks and seafood. I guess you won't be able to eat them."

Shen Fan dusted off Lin Jue's hand, turned around and walked away.

Linjue's arms were empty, his expression was a little dazed, and he strode out quickly.

"Hey... wait for me, Shen Fan, don't be stingy..." Peng Long hurriedly turned off the lights and closed the door, consciously following.

……

This dinner directly consumed Lin Jue's meal allowance for a month.

Peng Long wiped his mouth and showed a satisfied expression.

"No merit, no reward. I have to go back and work overtime, so I won't be your light bulb."

Peng Long hurriedly said goodbye to the two of them and went back to his research very dedicatedly.

Shen Fan glanced at Lin Jue beside him, and Lin Jue's brain suddenly lit up.

"Sorry, I have a meeting," Linjue frowned at the name above but didn't answer it, his blue eyes filled with apologies, "I'll be back soon."

Shen Fan hummed and turned his head, "Then go and do your work..."

Lin felt approved and then left.

Shen Fan crossed his arms and stared at Lin Jue's tall back, feeling suddenly uncomfortable. Everyone has something to do and everyone is busy, but he is just a salty fish.

Also, this kid just left without a single explanation.

Forget it, he doesn't care if he likes to talk or not.

Shen Fan didn't want to think too much and didn't want to stay in the lounge, so he simply changed his clothes and went to the training ground.

If he doesn't move anymore, the traces of training from the previous period will almost disappear.

There were already a lot of people in the military training ground at this point, and Shen Fan attracted a lot of people's attention as soon as he walked in.

He has a delicate and upright appearance. Although he is not tall, his demeanor and movements are not feminine. Wearing a black training uniform, he gives people a sharp and knife-like beauty.

Shen Fan didn't mind the probing looks of others. In his previous life, wherever he went, he was not the center of attention. After being seen too much, he knew that ignoring him was the best way to deal with it.

After warming up on the spot for a few minutes, he first got on the treadmill and jogged.

Mingmu helped calculate the time and heart rate, and stopped trimming after her body began to sweat slightly.

While drinking water, someone came over to strike up a conversation.

"I've been paying attention to you for a long time. Are you also a soldier in the recruit camp?" The boy who spoke looked good, but he didn't have any sharp eyesight and thought Shen Fan was a recruit.

"No." Shen Fan politely said two words and walked away in the name of pouring water. It was obvious that he refused to talk. The soldier touched his nose and did not pursue him again.

In fact, there are quite a lot of things that have been digested within the military. After all, closed management always needs some outlets, and it is impossible to completely ban it. As long as it does not affect the dispatch of troops and does not cause riots, it is generally possible to turn a blind eye.

Shen Fan's current appearance makes it very easy for him to become such a "target".

Shen Fan, who moved to the mechanical area, chose the simplest dumbbells. Operating the mecha requires higher strength and flexibility of the upper limbs. Shen Fan did not choose the show-off equipment at the first time, but took his time and followed his own pace.

After practicing for a while, the second chatter came one after another.

"I just saw you running here. I see that your endurance is very good. Do you want to try this press? I can teach you." The man looked very mature and burly. With his arms stretched out, he looked like he was a trainer. .

When he bent down to talk to Shen Fan, the chest muscles exposed in the black vest were also very strong. This was considered a deliberate tease.

Shen Fan calmly read it and compared it with Lin Jue's. It seemed that Lin Jue's shape was better.

"No, I'll just practice this."

Shen Fan lowered his head and continued to practice, already feeling a little disturbed.

"What's your name? I'm the lieutenant of the third battalion. Why haven't I seen you before?"

Seeing that Shen Fan ignored him, the man revealed his identity first, then sat aside and continued to talk to him. His eyes lingered on the thin white back of Shen Fan's neck, where there were some ambiguous traces upon closer inspection. The man's eyes were a little dark.

Shen Fan put down the dumbbells, sat up and wiped his sweat, "I've never seen you before, what's your surname, Lieutenant?"

The man thought that his self-introduction of family status was effective, and he looked surprised and said, "Zhang Ji, my name is Zhang Ji. If you have any difficulties in the military camp, you can come to me in the future."

"Okay, I will remember you, Lieutenant Zhang." Shen Fan stood up and looked at Zhang Jidao with a "caring" look on his face, "I forgot to introduce you, I am the fiancée of Lieutenant General Lin Jue."

The expression on Zhang Ji's face visibly froze for a moment, and his originally proud face turned ashen. How dare he hold Shen Fan's hand? He took a step back and said with a blushing face, "Sorry for disturbing you."

"You're welcome, thank you for your warm introduction."

Shen Fan didn't embarrass Zhang Ji anymore, nodded and walked away.

It's so troublesome to keep fit, there's really no point in having fun. Shen Fan took a sip of water, thinking that he would have to straighten out the atmosphere at the training ground in the future.

He put his pockets in and continued walking inside, not stopping until he reached the door of the simulated mecha training room.

He remembered that the red screen in the training room would retain the names of the top three record holders. He often came back to play when he was bored and was considered the record holder. He didn't know who it would be now three years later.

He tilted his head and looked inside, and found that the top line was his name.