Professor, your turtle!

The growth rate of penguin cubs is faster than most animals. After a few days, the limp little penguins can already stand up on their own.

It flapped its wings, walked back and forth in the warm base, and raised its neck to show off from time to time and called twice.

The little penguin doesn't count on walking by itself, and has to be watched by people. Every time he finds that "father" is distracted, he will pounce on him, grab his trouser legs with his small pointed mouth, and "tweet" softly to protest, forcing him to look at his own. Practice results.

Fu Mingyuan has been doing maintenance outdoors for the past few days, and only Ji Fan and Jiujiu are left in the progress station.

It has grown some lanugo, fluffy and round, and it feels slippery to the touch, but the belly is full of soft meat, which feels great to the touch.

When acting like a baby, it straightened out its soft belly, rubbing against Ji Fan's legs, blinking its black bean-like eyes.

At this time, Ji Fan couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, and would hug it up.

——Then it can turn over and lie on Dad's lap to play on the slide.

Right now, Ji Fan is taking care of the hydroponic plants, and he is so noisy that he can't even hold the watering can steadily.

He reluctantly put down his tools and turned his head. Just as he was about to give a serious education, he saw the little penguin with its mouth open and the corners of its lips curled up in a smile, looking extremely cute.

Immediately afterwards, it lowered its neck shyly, squeezed its little head over, and arched desperately towards his legs.

This time, Ji Fan lost his temper at all.

He bent down, hugged Jiujiu, and planned to play with it for a while as usual.

Hug it, lift it lightly... didn't lift it?

Ji Fan froze for a moment, changed his posture, and secretly exerted force.

With all his strength, he finally lifted the little penguin off the ground—this guy was terribly heavy and dishonest, and kept digging into his clothes.

Ji Fan's hands trembled, his muscles ached, he felt like he was hugging a perfect shot put.

"You, you, you..." He turned pale with shock—when did the little cutie, who was more than enough to hold her with one hand, grow into a solid fat man?

Mr. Fu, are you feeding it hormones?

Taking a step forward, Ji Fan could almost hear the sound of the lumbar disc being overwhelmed.Holding his breath, he took two steps forward and finally unloaded the goods at the edge of the dining table.

Holding on to the table, he gasped heavily, feeling like he was about to die.

However, the little penguin thought it was some new game invented by his father, with gleaming black eyes, he flapped his wings and pounced on him, planning to pounce into his arms again.

Ji Fan desperately waved his hands and stepped back.What if it's real?

The little penguin was in vain, a little disappointed, and let out a "chirp" in a drawn-out voice, then turned around and jumped off the table by itself.

It moved skillfully, first it jumped from the edge of the table, and jumped onto the chair.The wooden armchair creaked and creaked for a while, and finally held up without collapsing.

"Jiujiu~" The little penguin raised his paws, stepped on the fragile furniture under his feet in dissatisfaction, then turned around and jumped from the chair to the floor.

This distance is higher, Ji Fan made mental preparations, but was still startled by the dull sound of "boom".

I don't know if it's an illusion, but it seems that even the walls are shaking.

Jiujiu's balance ability is very average. The moment he landed, he fell forward suddenly and fell into the mud.But fortunately, its whole body is soft, its belly rests on the floor, and it sways elastically, perfectly dissipating the impact.

It flapped its wings as if nothing had happened, gliding on its stomach for a while, and then wobbled to its feet again.

Ji Fan stared at the wooden floor, always felt that the place seemed to be a little sunken, so he couldn't help but rubbed his waist with lingering fear.

Counting the time, Fu Mingyuan should be back soon.

In order to avoid the large cub with amazing destructive power, Ji Fan climbed onto a higher desk, turned back into a tortoise, and retracted into the tortoise shell.

Before going out this morning, Mr. Fu specifically asked him to save some "special time", but he did not explain the reason.

Thinking of this, Ji Fan's heartbeat quickened, and it was hard to hold back his anticipation.

——Are you going to cash in the reward?

As Mr. Fu said, as long as you enter the top 100, you will be rewarded.

Nearly a week had passed since the monthly exam, and the ranking finally came down.

Ji Fan can barely hang the tail of the 100th place, ranking 87th.

It may not be much compared to other top academics, but for him, the leap from more than 400 to less than [-] is really amazing.

This monthly exam was strictly invigilated, and Ji Fan did not have the same paper again. The physics teacher who insisted on him "cheating" before could not utter a word, and sent him the paper angrily.

On the other side, Lao Xu, the class teacher, finally let go of his heart.

Although Lao Xu had always respected Ji Fan's decision to give up the early approval of the quota, he was still a little uneasy, and now he finally had a reassurance.

Yesterday he specially called Ji Fan to the office and praised him in private.

After boasting a few words, Old Xu added, "...my parents have already gone back, and they wanted you to go to city A to play, but I refused. I said that after you finish the exam, you can play happily, dont you agree?"

"Well, thank you teacher."

"Cough, this child... In fact, the teacher is very reassuring of you, but I still need to babble a little more." He coughed: "One improvement doesn't mean anything. There are still three months before the college entrance examination, so don't relax, you know? ?”

Ji Fan nodded.

So Old Xu patted his head and motioned him to go out.

In the corridor outside the office, there were several other students waiting to talk.

He hurriedly raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of Zhao An and Wang Gang. Unexpectedly, there was still a dejected Liu Ming standing in the corner.

These people should have performed abnormally in the monthly exam, so Lao Xu called them over.

Wang Gang put his hands in his pockets, with a nonchalant attitude.Indeed, based on his grades, plus the self-enrollment drop, the entrance examination for the local Z University is as easy as pie, and failing a monthly examination is nothing at all.

When he saw Ji Fan coming out, his movements froze, he turned his body unnaturally, put away his crossed legs, so that Ji Fan could pass by.

Zhao An glanced over and happened to see this scene, but her eyes didn't stay at all, she turned a blind eye, as if the other students were just transparent people.

She withdrew her gaze and stared fixedly at the white wall in front of her.

In just a few dozen days, she was visibly haggard to the naked eye.

The original arrogant temperament disappeared, replaced by an indescribable decadence.

After the last incident, rumors about Zhao An's family have been heard endlessly, such as mother running away, father failing in business, drinking and gambling, and the "Bai Fumei" who had been struggling to maintain it collapsed overnight.

She temporarily stayed at the house of her uncle, who was the teaching director, but her aunt was not an easy character to get along with, and she was noisy all day long.From this point of view, it is inevitable that her grades will decline.

But why is Liu Ming?

Ji Fan looked into the corner and found that he was secretly looking at Zhao An not far away.

Liu Ming lowered his head, with a submissive look, from time to time he hurriedly raised his head to glance at the opposite side, with infatuation hidden in his gaze.

Although Zhao An didn't respond at all, he still stared at her blankly.

Something doesn't seem right.

A trace of worry flashed in Ji Fan's heart, but he couldn't tell where the disharmony was.

Judging by Liu Ming's appearance, there really wasn't anything happening between the two of them?

Ji Fan frowned slightly, the way Liu Ming looked at Zhao An, it really didn't look like he was only in unrequited love.

The two of them also attended Wang Gang's birthday party that day, but the second half of the party was chaotic, and Ji Fan had no idea when they left.

When he was looking for Xu Haifan everywhere, they seemed to have disappeared.

What happened after that?

The ballpoint pen on his fingertips turned around, then back again, and fell on the table with a thud, Ji Fan regained consciousness as if he had been awakened.

The exercise booklet on the table had been spread out for a long time, but he didn't move a single word.

Ji Fan wiped his face, forced himself to concentrate, and began to answer the questions—he couldn’t think about the day’s affairs anymore, he had to finish the exercises early, and save some special time by the way, and Mr. Fu would be back later.

After doing three sets of cloze, the projected screen on the wall suddenly flickered.

The label on the top of the electronic villain's head changed from "going out" to "home", indicating that Mr. Fu has rushed back to the base.

Ji Fan hurriedly answered the last question, left the system quickly, and got dressed before Mr. Fu entered.

"You're back!" The moment the door opened, he had just finished packing, and he held up the writing board to welcome the other party.

Fu Mingyuan stayed outside for too long, thick frost formed around the goggles and collar—it was caused by the freezing of the hot breath when it was cold.

He was travel and dusty, unable to hide his exhaustion, but the first thing he did when he took off his gloves was to rub Ji Fan's head.

"Good boy." Fu Mingyuan put down the toolbox and patted his neck with his backhand. "Go and change your clothes first. I'll feed Jiujiu a meal, and then I'll take you out to play."

Ji Fan was stunned.He saved a lot of special time, and originally thought that Fu Mingyuan arranged for indoor activities - such as getting under the bed and listening to stories.

"Get out?" he asked in surprise, "Now?"

The polar night is approaching, and the sky is dark. It really doesn't seem like the weather for a date.

"Yes." Fu Mingyuan urged with a little pride showing from the corners of his eyes and brows, "Go quickly."

Ji Fan was confused, but obediently, went back to his room to change a full set of equipment for going out.

In the restaurant, Fu Mingyuan picked Jiujiu up and weighed it, and said with emotion: "It's heavy again!"

The little penguin rubbed his neck affectionately and chirped, as if complaining: "Daddy No. 1 can't hold me anymore!"

Fu Mingyuan teased it for a while, then pulled out the feeding needle from the side with one hand.

Let's eat!Jiujiu's eyes lit up, and he rushed over, grabbing the needle in one gulp.

"Don't worry, eat slowly," Fu Mingyuan laughed and coaxed, "It's all yours."

Jiujiu was fed a full meal, and by the end of the meal, his belly was so swollen that he couldn't even stand up. He spread his two thin legs and sat against the glass wall of the incubator, panting.

After a while, its movements became slower and slower, its little head bit by bit, and it fell asleep with its mouth open.

Ji Fan walked out the door and happened to see this scene.He glanced over the small bucket quickly with his eyes and hands, and found that half of the bucket of minced fish and shrimp meat had disappeared.

"How much did you feed?" He wrote with black lines all over his head.

It was too late for Fu Mingyuan to get back the evidence, so he said embarrassingly, "It likes to eat..."

"Then you can't feed so much!" Ji Fan was speechless, "Even if it is a penguin, it is too fat, right? What if it falls into the water and cannot float up? You want to raise the world's first drowned penguin Penguins?"

Fu Mingyuan muttered unconvinced: "Obviously fat is thick and buoyant."

Ji Fan: "..." Compared with parents who simply dote on their children, what is more terrifying is parents who have their own set of seemingly scientific fallacies.

He snatched the syringe neatly, put it in his pocket, and wrote coldly: "In short, from now on, I will feed regularly and quantitatively, and I will prepare the portion."

Fu Mingyuan was cruelly deprived of the right to be fed. Holding the box, full of sympathy, he looked at the little fat man who was sleeping soundly.

Chirping and chirping a series of little snorers, completely unaware that the terrible nightmare called "weight control" is about to come.

——Cub, it’s not that Dad doesn’t save you, it’s that Dad can’t do anything by scratching your ears.

Seeing this, Ji Fan couldn't help but pinch him - why did he look like a big villain.

"You can't pet pets blindly," he said, intending to tell the truth. "Excessive pampering is harmful to it. If you are overweight, you can't move around and you can't catch fish. Why don't you keep it for the rest of your life?"

Fu Mingyuan didn't say a word, but his eyes were clearly saying "raise it, just raise it".

Ji Fan continued to explain: "Penguins live in groups, even if you want to keep them, when they grow up..."

Fu Mingyuan interrupted him suddenly: "I don't know about it, but you..." He looked Ji Fan up and down, and said firmly, "You, I will definitely be able to support you for a lifetime."

Ji Fan opened his mouth and got stuck, completely forgetting what he wanted to say.

Fu Mingyuan pondered for a moment, and seemed to have regained his logic, "Then it's okay if I spoil you?"

Ji Fan: "..."

Even though he knew that the other party probably didn't mean that, he still couldn't help thinking about it, and his ears turned red a little.