My protagonist attributes have been discovered

25 minutes is not long, nor is it short.

Although usually only active in City B in the human world, due to the long-standing reputation of the hospital where the profession is located, many humans knew Ao Ye at this birthday party, and several humans with thick artificial hair came over to fight him call.

The dean of the School of Physics of University C is also one of them.

The dean, who has been troubled by the Mediterranean Sea since his youth, is very grateful to the doctor who cured his chronic illness.After entering the door with a low-key human in a suit and leather shoes, the middle-aged human with a bushy middle-parted hair said a few words to Mrs. Shen, and was the first to pass through the crowd to greet Dr. Ao:

"Doctor Ao, when did you come to City C? Why didn't you tell me?"

Although he didn't like to face a boring waste, Ao Ye still turned around, held the wine in one hand, stretched out the other hand to hold it back, and showed a gentle smile that was the same as when he saw other humans: "Last night I'm afraid you're busy, so I dare not disturb you."

"Hey, there is nothing more important than your phone call from Dr. Ao." The smile on the middle-aged human's fat|greasy|fat face is like a gap in a round-bellied vase. Rolled out: "You are my benefactor, no, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are a lifesaver. If it weren't for your superb medical skills, I would still be bald by now..."

The middle-aged man praised the hair transplant doctor's medical skills to heaven and earth, and regardless of the doctor's reaction, he spit|spit|foamed and shook Ao Ye's hand from time to time when he talked about the excitement, as if It was as if he couldn't finish talking to the doctor he had only known for half a month.

Almost a minute later, the young human in a suit and leather shoes next to him became impatient and warned: "Dean Tang."

"Haha... Oh, by the way, I haven't introduced you yet." Finally woke up by the young human's voice, the interrupted Dean Tang slapped his forehead unnaturally before letting go of his grip He raised his hand, raised his hand, smiled and showed to the person next to him and said to Ao Ye: "Doctor Ao, this is Liu Haojun, who just graduated from undergraduate course this year, the 'Light of Physics' of our C University. The model released by Feiyun Technology not long ago He published the paper on the basic theory of the Feng Shui tester, and he is preparing to win the XX International Physics Award in the second half of the year, and he is a young talent in our school."

After speaking to one party, he turned his head and said to the other party: "Hao Jun, this is Dr. Ao Ye'ao, a famous doctor at B University."

Feng Shui?The red wine in the glass moved, and Ao Ye remembered the report that shocked the three worlds half a month ago. He turned his eyes and looked at the young man in a suit and leather shoes. He stretched out his hand and smiled: "I have long admired your name, Mr. Liu."

After shaking back, the young human |twitch|handed, with contempt in the triangular eyes drooping under the corners of his eyes, he nodded his chin: "Hello."

Not caring about the arrogance of a human being at all, Ao Ye still smiled, and was about to talk about some related topics, but Liu Haojun, who knew the value of a doctor, didn't hide his impatience anymore, and directly proposed to Dean Tang: "Birthday banquet It's about to start, why don't you go somewhere else to rest for a while?"

It is a "suggestion", but without a subject, it is not an exaggeration to call it a "command".

Dean Tang smiled awkwardly, made an apologetic expression to Ao Ye, hurriedly rounded up a few words on the scene, and followed Liu Haojun who turned around first—not really going to "rest", but It was the latter who seemed to have met another professor from C University and went to exchange pleasantries.

Boring creature.

Glancing at the professor of biology who was trapped in communication, the ordinary-looking doctor chuckled in his heart, raised his step, stepped on a short hair that fell on the floor with the sole of his shoe, and moved away again.

The floor made of marble is as clean as new, and the light can be seen.

……

Eleven twenty.

The most critical person in the clues finally appeared at the stairs—grey hair, thin cheeks, not short, but thin, with a hunchback, ordinary clean suits and leather shoes, with many wrinkles around the eyes, but the eyes are Clear, without any emotion.

Just looking at his appearance, he is a very ordinary human old man who has just turned 60 years old. At least it is difficult to connect the other party with the information that Ao Ye found that is richer than the gods and demons who have lived for thousands of years.

Sometimes, holding the wine, he thought: human beings are interesting.

Mrs. Shen, who was also paying attention to the stairs, soon noticed Professor Shen's appearance, said "excuse me" to the people around her, and greeted her.

The non-human ear power makes all human voices in the building invisible:

Mrs. Shen's kind voice was faint: "If you don't come down, I will go up to invite you."

"I set the alarm clock." After Professor Shen replied, he paused and asked, "Where's Shen Juan? I haven't seen him all day today."

Mrs. Shen's complexion|expression|arranging clothes for the other party as usual: "He went to the study more than 30 minutes ago."

"……Um."

"I don't think you want to ask your son, you just want to ask—"

Professor Shen interrupted her: "Are you ready? Do you need to talk to someone or go directly to the stage?"

"..." Mrs. Shen sighed softly, her tone helpless: "Tang XX (President) is also here, I have to go and say hello to him."

"Why did he come here?" Professor Shen frowned: "What did you say?"

"Then what can we do, he is the dean and you are the professor. You are going to retire, so don't cause trouble."

Professor Shen didn't speak, and was about to move forward.

"Also," Mrs. Shen said suddenly, "Liu Haojun also came with him."

"..."

The old man turned his head, and even from the profile, he could see his brows were tightly wrinkled, his thin and withered cheeks were tightened, and his forehead was blue and tendon twitching: "Dare he come?"

"Why didn't he dare to come?"

"..."

Professor Shen pursed his lips and fell silent.

"'Sixty and ears are smooth'." Madam Shen's tone was meaningful: "It's been a whole morning, and Shen Juan hasn't seen a single person from the surveillance. It's your birthday today, I don't want to scold you, so be careful."

"..."

During the silence, other people also noticed the rightful owner at the top of the stairs. Seeing that the old couple had stopped communicating, they walked over to congratulate each other. Of course, Dean Tang and Liu Haojun were among them:

"Professor Shen, I wish you a happy birthday. Your old age is like the East China Sea, and your life is better than Nanshan." A middle-aged man with strangely thick hair and a young man with triangular eyes in a suit and leather shoes squeezed into the crowd because he had drunk two glasses of wine just now. His face was flushed, and his gap-like smile pulled back, making it even more oily|greasy.

"Thank you." The gray-haired old man who had just talked to other people turned his head and finished his reply calmly. Mrs. Shen touched his arm before adding another sentence: "Today is Monday. Professor XX from country A will come to give a speech in the courtyard, and the school is busy, so I thought you wouldn't come."

The irony|sarcasm|in the old man's words were strong, but Dean Tang didn't seem to hear anything, and walked along with his smile unchanged: "That's not what I said. Although Professor XX's speech is rare, you are also ours." The most qualified professor in the college, I don’t come here for your birthday, how is that plausible? What’s more, I’ve been busy recently, and I haven’t congratulated your laboratory students for their paper being published in an international journal.”

As he said that, without waiting for the old man to answer, Dean Tang pushed out Liu Haojun who was behind him, and said with a smile: "Maybe you are busy with birthday banquets and don't know—here, Liu Haojun, two of your laboratory One of the undergraduate assistants, he published the "Applied Research on Strange States in Hadron Spectrum Theory Based on Effective Field Theory" published in XX magazine. Recently, the applied products have begun to be launched on the market...Did you forget? I called him, and I helped bring him over. Haojun, please say hello to Professor Shen."

Under the admiring gazes gathered by the surrounding humans, the already proud man with triangular eyes in a suit raised his chin even higher, straightened his collar, and frowned at Mrs. Shen who was holding his arm beside him, frowning and tightening his forehead. The jumping old man showed a charity smile: "Teacher Shen..."

"Who is your 'teacher'?! Get lost!" Before Professor Shen burst out, there was a loud shout from the stairway. Everyone looked over, and the tall boy wearing glasses hurried over angrily, before Liu Haojun could react. When he came over, he grabbed the opponent's shirt collar and raised his clenched fist: "Get lost! You—"

"—Let go!" Mrs. Shen, who had been silent since just now, suddenly stopped the boy's movements with a sharp gaze: "Shen Juan, is this how I taught you to treat guests?"

Shen Juan tightened his grip on Liu Haojun's collar, and looked at Mrs. Shen unwillingly with red eyes: "Mom, he..."

"Let go." Madam Shen said with a sullen face and a cold voice.

"Ahem..." At this time, the second person who reacted from the sudden situation was Liu Haojun who was caught by the collar and was a little out of breath, with contempt in his triangular eyes, but a smile on his face: "Really? , listen to the teacher's wife, Junior Brother Shen, the visitor is a guest, you treat me as a guest like this, ahem, it's not very good..."

Shen Juan turned his head and increased his strength with his eyes cracked: "You...!"

Mrs. Shen said coldly: "Let it go, Shen Juan."

"...you wait for me!" Shen Jun let go of his hand angrily, stared at Liu Haojun who was smiling and disdainful, said something in a hateful voice, looked at Mrs. Shen with blood|red eyes, and held his breath under the other party's signal He stood next to Professor Shen who had the same pale face and was tightly held by his wife's arms.

"Ahem..." Liu Haojun coughed twice in a pretentious manner, and glanced to the side with his triangular eyes. The stunned Dean Tang suddenly came to his senses, and quickly smiled and said: "You guys make money by being kind, and making money by being kind, This is……"

"Principal Tang." Mrs. Shen cut off the middle-aged man's smooth talk, and said calmly to him, "Today is our old Shen's [-]th birthday. Lao Shen and I have personally discussed and confirmed the invitation letter. Who should be sent to and who should not be sent to. Both of us, husband and wife, have not yet reached the point of being confused, and we know it well. What I mean by this is that I want to come to you Should you understand?"

Dean Tang laughed embarrassingly twice, and his face was a little stiff, but he was stared at by Liu Haojun, and his neck that squeezed out the flesh shrank as if it was cold, and wanted to speak again, but Mrs. Shen gave her a look. Liu Haojun didn't look at him with triangular eyes in astonishment, he just turned sideways to Professor Shen, whose face |complexion| has improved a bit, and said to Shen Juan indifferently: "Go see off the guests."

Seeing the tall boy who was forced to let go just now walked towards him with a sneer, the not-so-tall Liu Haojun's face flickered from green to white, and he cast a sharp glance at the embarrassed and trembling Dean Tang beside him, and turned his back to him in embarrassment. My own old couple from the Shen family said to Shen Jun: "Don't regret it—I'll go by myself!" Then they pushed away the crowd behind them under the strange eyes of the crowd, and left in disgrace.

"..."

The mindless farce ended in such a hurry. Ao Ye, who was onlookers, held the wine, looked at the backs of the old couple and the old man walking on the stage, and listened to the pervasive and detailed discussions around them, without distinguishing from the inside. provide other useful information.

It's really boring...

"—Patter."

A sound of footsteps different from the room suddenly mixed into the discussion, and the hand that was about to raise the wine glass stopped suddenly, and the doctor turned his head and looked out of the floor-to-ceiling windows——

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Little Theater (@百洁小喜爱)—A day when humans and Ying Long are together:

The Ching Ming Festival of the second year.

In the morning, draw eggs collectively.

At noon, touch the egg competition.

In the evening, come home from get off work.

……

Song Yangle (looking at Boss Ying): No, we are all together, why should I go home?

Boss Ying (lazy): Don't want your house and your dog anymore?

Song Yangle: ... Oh.

3 minutes later, starry night, bus station.

Song Yangle (turning head): What are you doing with me?

Boss Ying (with confidence): Go home.

——End——

(Because the day is too long, I will probably write it again in the future, let’s take a look at the short one for now [cover your face], cute little ones) Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution ~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

No three no four 4 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!