contrast love

like.I like a small round volume bottle the most, I just can't put it down.

Meng Fanshu checked and found that all the reagents in the laboratory had been removed, and the remaining equipment was not dangerous, so he stood by and watched Yang Yi play with confidence.

"Have you ever done an experiment before?"

Yang Yi didn't turn his head back, and was fiddling with a bunch of scattered small objects, "No, I saw some in junior high school, but I haven't done it myself."

Meng Fanshu came over, "Let's learn how to operate first, and I'll let you do a real experiment this afternoon."

Yang Yi's eyes were bright, "Really?"

Meng Fanshu nodded.

Yang Yi immediately jumped up with joy, and urged Meng Fanshu, "Then hurry up!"

Meng Fanshu began to introduce the basic experimental equipment, and then some basic operations in chemical experiments, including how to clamp the test tube, how to use the dropper, weighing, shaking, filtering, heating...

Yang Yi studied very seriously, staring at Meng Fanshu's gestures intently, and followed suit with his hands.

Meng Fanshu looked like a teachable child, obviously very satisfied with this new student.

Yang Yi didn't show anything on his face, but the villain in his heart looked up to the sky and smiled, the young master is a genius!

After learning some basic experimental knowledge and experimental operations, Meng Fanshu glanced at the time and gave Yang Yi the key to his dormitory.

"You go back first, I'll go shopping."

Yang Yi wanted to go with him, but Meng Fanshu pointed to his face, "No make-up."

Yang Yi reluctantly took the key, and walked out of the laboratory building with his head down, while Meng Fanshu walked in another direction.

When he arrived at the dormitory, Yang Yi looked left and right, and suddenly noticed the bedroom door that had been closed tightly.The big eyes turned around treacherously, thinking, it’s okay to take a sneak peek!

Unscrewing the doorknob secretly, there is not much furniture in the bedroom, just a bed and two wardrobes.The bed was neatly tidied up, the quilt was folded into tofu cubes, and the pillows were placed beside it.Yang Yi thought of the big bed at home, which rolled into a mess every day, but never cleaned it up.

Yang Yi looked at the door for a while, then quietly closed the door.

I went to the kitchen to look again. The cups, bowls, plates, etc. were all arranged in an orderly manner. Although they were in the cabinet, Yang Yi could tell that each one was clean and reflective.

Yang Yi walked to the desk by the window again, looked at the stack of books next to the desk, and there was a small bookshelf next to it.

"Origin of Species", "History of Life Sciences", "Insects" and other books related to biology, as well as historical books such as "Zi Zhi Tong Jian", "Warring States Policy", "Shi Shuo Xin Yu", and A lot of martial arts novels.Yang Yi scanned one by one, and there were all kinds of books, including "The Collection of Sherlock Holmes", "The Psychology of Expressions" and so on.

Yang Yi turned his gaze to the table again, looking at the Four Treasures of the Study on it.Suddenly, I felt that I didn't know anything, such as calligraphy, reading, cooking, and tidying up the room.

For the first time in so many years, Yang Yi realized that the gap between people is really big, just like Zhou Qi and Qi Xiulei said yesterday, they are people from different worlds.

When Meng Fanshu came home, he saw Yang Yi sitting on a chair with his chin resting on the back of the chair, looking at Meng Fanshu pitifully.

"what happened?"

Yang Yi changed his expression for a second, and replied with a smile: "It's nothing!" He stood up and followed Meng Fanshu to the kitchen, leaning against the door to watch Meng Fanshu take out the same dishes from the bag.

Yang Yi asked, "Do you want me to help?"

Meng Fanshu turned around and asked, "What will you do?"

Yang Yi lowered his head, looked at his toes, and muttered in a low voice, "I can learn from it."

Meng Fanshu turned on the faucet neatly to wash and chop vegetables. The sound of the water was quite loud, so he didn't hear Yang Yi's words.

"咚咚咚" cut for a while, and went to the refrigerator to get something. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Yang Yi with his head down, looking very disappointed.

Meng Fanshu put down the kitchen knife, washed his hands, walked to Yang Yi and asked seriously, "What happened to you today? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yang Yi opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say, saying that the young master thought he knew nothing?Young master is a little inferior?Young master is inexplicably sentimental today?

I feel hypocritical.

Yang Yi raised his head and said with a smile, "You talk a lot today!"

Meng Fanshu said, "You are not quite right today."

Four eyes intersect.Yang Yi was stunned for a few seconds, then looked away, looked out the window and said casually: "Well, leave me alone, if it doesn't work, just treat it as my menstrual period."

It was only after he finished that he realized what he had said.

Menstrual period...

Menstrual period...

Menstrual period...

Yang Yi looked back silently, and sure enough, he saw the smile in Meng Fanshu's eyes.Fortunately, Meng Fanshu is not the kind of person who talks nonsense, seeing Yang Yi scratching his ears and fleeing back to the living room with red cheeks, he didn't continue to laugh.

Yang Yi fled back to the sofa, hugging the pillow, his heart pounding.

Meng Fanshu was cooking in the kitchen, and Yang Yi was in the living room watching Meng Fanshu's figure going back and forth.

An hour later, Meng Fanshu brought out several plates.

Yang Yi looked at the several dishes in front of him, and the light in his eyes almost overflowed.

The bright red sweet and sour pork tenderloin, the bright yellow baked pumpkin with egg yolk, the green soybean meal dace lettuce, and the white yam pork rib soup boiled in the pot made Yang Yi salivate.

Meng Fanshu brought rice again and said, "If you're hungry, eat a few bites first. The soup needs to be cooked for a while."

Yang Yi washed his hands in a hurry and ran back to the dining table, picked up a piece of chopsticks, and ate with a smile on his face.

Looking at Yang Yi's eating, Meng Fanshu felt indescribably satisfied.

The soup in the pot was ready, and as soon as Meng Fanshu lifted the lid of the pot, Yang Yi could smell the fragrance wafting over.Shouted: "It smells so good!"

Meng Fanshu hurriedly filled a bowl for Yang Yi, Yang Yi stretched out his hand to take it, Meng Fanshu said: "Hot!" Then he held the bowl with both hands and placed it firmly in front of Yang Yi.

The slick oil on the soup has been skimmed off, leaving only the crystal clear soup, which looks very appetizing.

Yang Yi lowered his head and kept blowing, wanting the soup to cool down faster.

Meng Fanshu handed over a spoon, and Yang Yi took it obediently, stirring it left and right.After tossing for a long time, the soup is finally not hot!Yang Yi drank a bowl in one go and continued to fill it.

Meng Fanshu stopped him and said: "Eat some more food, only soup is not good for the stomach."

Yang Yi ignored it and insisted on drinking soup.

Meng Fanshu said: "Then you eat first, and I will serve it for you."

Yang Yi immediately smiled and handed the bowl to Meng Fanshu.

Meng Fanshu deliberately dawdled for a long time.Seeing that Yang Yi started to eat other dishes, he came back with a bowl.

The pumpkin is soft and delicious, with the aroma of eggs; the lettuce is not completely fried, and it is slightly crispy.With a particularly satisfied expression, Yang Yi nodded repeatedly while tasting.

Meng Fanshu chose warm ingredients so as not to aggravate Yang Yi's stomach problems.I didn't cook these dishes often before, and I was a little worried that Yang Yi would not like them. Seeing that Yang Yi was eating happily, Meng Fanshu was relieved.

Meng Fanshu instructed again: "Eat slowly."

Yang Yi was upset, but still slowed down a little.

Meng Fanshu added: "This is more handsome."

Yang Yi was amused and ate slowly willingly.

In fact, Yang Yi understands many truths, but he has been controlled by others since he was a child. Due to his poor health, his family paid more attention to him. In the name of love, Yang Yi's every move was restricted.So Yang Yi hates being restrained by others very much, and even has a rebellious mentality. The more he refuses to let me, the more I will do it.

Meng Fanshu has studied educational psychology. Although he has only been in contact with Yang Yi a few times, he also understands Yang Yi's character, so Meng Fanshu will not deliberately preach, but instead uses methods of inducing or diverting attention so that Yang Yi will not There is resistance.

After Yang Yi ate for a while, Meng Fanshu handed over the bowl, "It's cold, you can drink it directly."

After taking a few sips, Yang Yi realized that it wasn't his original bowl, but Meng Fanshu's.

It turned out that when Yang Yi drank the first bowl, Meng Fanshu kept stirring it gently with a spoon. After it got cold, he didn't drink it himself, but gave it to Yang Yi.

At this time, Meng Fanshu began to stir the second bowl for Yang Yisheng.

Holding the spoon with his big hand, he shook it gently, causing small ripples in the crystal clear soup.

Yang Yi looked up and looked at Meng Fanshu next to him.The air conditioner is still not turned on at home, only the windows are open.Meng Fanshu was sweating again.

Yang Yi felt that his heart, like that bowl of soup, was stirred up and rippled round and round.

Seeing that Yang Yi didn't continue to eat, Meng Fanshu asked, "Are you full?"

Yang Yi didn't answer. Instead, he took the remote control of the air conditioner to turn on the air conditioner, and then got up to close the window.

Meng Fanshu turned off the air conditioner again, "You can't turn on the air conditioner, just endure the heat first."

Yang Yi looked at Meng Fanshu, I'm not hot, it's you who are hot...

Meng Fanshu frowned suddenly, "I've already drank two bowls of soup, why haven't I sweated at all? Are you so weak?"

Yang Yi said casually: "I have been like this since I was a child, and I have no other problems. It is said that there was an accident when I was a child, and my body has been relatively weak since then. Now I am much better."

Yang Yi insisted on turning on the air conditioner, but Meng Fanshu refused.Yang Yi's black eyes rolled, and he compromised: "It's so stuffy in the room without the air conditioner, and it's not breathable. Opening the window doesn't work, and there is no wind outside. Find me a coat and turn on the air conditioner, is that okay? "

Meng Fanshu had no choice but to go back to the bedroom to find a long-sleeved jacket, handed it to Yang Yi, and specifically told him, "Zip up the zipper, so as not to catch a cold in the stomach."

Yang Yi nodded cheerfully.

Sit down and continue eating.Meng Fanshu took a bite and found that the rice was a bit cold, so he took Yang Yi's bowl, put all the rice into his own bowl, and filled a new bowl for Yang Yi.

Yang Yi kept staring at Meng Fanshu.

Meng Fanshu explained, "The meal is cold."

Yang Yi nodded, he was not stupid, he naturally understood what Meng Fanshu meant.But he still kept staring at Meng Fanshu.

Meng Fanshu thought for a while, he just used his own chopsticks to poke Yang Yi's rice, so he asked, "Dislike?"

Yang Yi nodded solemnly, "Yes, I'm so disgusted."

Then he grabbed Meng Fanshu's chopsticks and stuffed a piece of lettuce into his mouth.

Meng Fanshu couldn't laugh or cry, so he could only take Yang Yi's chopsticks and continue eating.

The person with the cleanliness is not him but Meng Fanshu!

Yang Yi laughed foolishly, said nothing, lowered his head and continued to eat.

After dinner, Meng Fanshu went to wash the dishes, and Yang Yi started to feel sleepy again, laying on the sofa and falling asleep.

After tidying up, Meng Fanshu came over and patted Yang Yi awake, "Go to bed later."

Yang Yi opened his eyes and closed them slowly.

Meng Fanshu looked around at home, but there was nothing to play with, so he went to the desk and began to study ink.

When Yang Yi heard the sound, he looked over curiously, and suddenly felt that it was fun, so he went over excitedly and reached out to try it.

Meng Fanshu handed the ink ingot to Yang Yi, and went to the side to spread out the rice paper.

Yang Yi asked: "I want to learn too, please teach me how to write calligraphy!"

Meng Fanshu didn't answer, he put his hand on Yang Yi's ink-studying hand, "Press hard and push lightly, the ink ingot should be perpendicular to the inkstone." Meng Fanshu slowly taught Yang Yi the skills of grinding ink, Yang Yi was very perceptive and quickly mastered the key .

Yang Yi was wearing Meng Fanshu's coat, and there was not much difference in height between the two, but Meng Fanshu's frame was relatively wide, and he had a layer of muscles on his body. In addition, Yang Yi's figure was thin, so Yang Yi wearing Meng Fanshu's clothes looked like he was wearing it secretly. Like a child in an adult's clothes, the cuffs kept sliding down.

Meng Fanshu reached out and rolled up both Yang Yi's cuffs.Looking at Yang Yi's hand that was grinding ink, he took a brush, dipped it in the ink, and wrote: "Red sleeves add fragrance."

At first Yang Yi looked at it with great interest, but when he saw the four characters written by Meng Fan, he immediately threw the ink ingot in his hand and said angrily: "What red sleeves! Who are you calling a woman!"

The ink ingot fell into the inkstone, and a few drops of ink splashed on Yang Yi's fair wrist and slender fingers.

The contrast of black and white is very similar to Chinese style ink painting.

Meng Fanshu pointed to the bathroom, "Go and wash."

Yang Yi said angrily, "I won't wash it."

Meng Fanshu took up his pen and wrote again: "The plain hand spins the ink by the window, and the blossoming flowers bloom with light ink marks." After writing, he looked at Yang Yi jokingly.

Combining Wang Mian's "Ink Plum" with Yan Jidao's "Siyuan People", "Plain Hands Facing the Window Spinning Ink" describes the scene of Yang Yi studying ink, and "Blossoming Blooming Light Ink Marks" alludes to the splashing of ink droplets On Yang Yi's wrist, it looked like a flower had bloomed.

"Siyuan People" actually describes the girl in her boudoir who misses the people who are far away. Fortunately, Yang Yi doesn't know ancient poetry very well, otherwise he would be blown away.

In the end, it was Meng Fanshu who pulled Yang Yi, who had fried his hair, to wash his wrists and fingers under the faucet.

Yang Yi also clamored to learn brush calligraphy, and Meng Fanshu handed him the brush.Learn to hold a pen first, Meng Fanshu supported Yang Yi's fingers and put them in the correct position, "Finger firmly, palm weak, wrist flat."

Yang Yi tried to feel it, and found it quite novel.He picked up the pen and drew a line on the paper, but it was crooked, like a bug crawling, and he was immediately dejected.

Meng Fanshu pointed at the side: "The pen should be perpendicular to the paper. Use your wrist hard." Then he held Yang Yi's hand and drew another horizontal line, square and round, full of ink, very beautiful.

Yang Yi wrote another stroke by himself, and it was still the same as before. Compared with Meng Fan's writing, it was like a fairy and a village girl.

"Don't rush for success, just practice more and you will be able to write well."

Yang Yi asked, "How long have you practiced?"

Meng Fanshu thought for a while, "When I learned to write, I learned to write with brushes and pencils. I had to write at home for at least an hour every day in elementary and junior high schools. I didn't have time for homework in high school, and it was inconvenient to live in university dormitories. I was delayed for some years. I didn't until after graduation. I just started writing again."

Yang Yi did some calculations in his heart. It's been nine years since elementary school and junior high school, plus the years after graduation. To reach your level, I'll have to practice until I'm 40 years old...

Yang Yi thought about it and drew lines on the paper.

Meng Fanshu taught him how to dip in ink, how to write, and how to stand out, and Yang Yi learned with great interest.

After playing for a while, Meng Fanshu saw that it was almost time, so he took the brush and asked Yang Yi to take a nap.

Yang Yi was about to lie down on the nearby sofa for a while, but Meng Fanshu said, "Go to the bedroom and sleep."

Yang Yi replied casually: "It's too tidy, I can't bear to lie down!"

Meng Fanshu had an epiphany and asked, "Have you read it secretly?"

Yang Yi is embarrassing, just exposed himself like this, why can't he speak out of his head...

Meng Fanshu folded the used rice paper in his hand and said, "Go to bed and sleep, the sofa is uncomfortable."

"how about you?"

Meng Fanshu threw the neatly folded rice paper into the trash can, "I don't have the habit of taking a nap."

Yang Yi stood up, and the cuffs slipped down again. Yang Yi simply retracted his arms, and flicked the extra sleeve in front, as if singing an opera, raised his hands, waved his sleeves and floated into the bedroom, saying : "Okay then! Since you have invited me so kindly, I will forcefully have a little bed of yours!"

Meng Fanshu was outside, took out his laptop, found two professional books on the bookshelf, and started to make PPT.

Probably Yang Yi was still thinking about going to the laboratory to play in the afternoon, so he woke up after sleeping for a while.The door of the bedroom was not closed tightly, and the sound of typing on the keyboard was vaguely heard outside.

Yang Yi walked to the door lightly with bare feet, and opened a crack.Seeing Meng Fanshu sitting in the middle of the sofa, he was a tall man.Although the sofa is not long, according to Yang Yi's figure, at least three or four people can sit on it, but when Meng Fanshu sits in the middle, it seems that the sofa is occupied by him alone.

Meng Fanshu was wearing a short-sleeved shirt with his wheat-colored arms exposed. Although he didn't have the large muscle mass of a fitness trainer, the sleeves of the shirt were still slightly bulged.

Yang Yi looked down at his slender arms and legs. He used to think that he had a good figure and could be a model on the runway. Why does he feel so slender now!

Meng Fanshu was typing on the keyboard, and stopped to flip through the book after typing for a while.He seemed to hear a voice behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Yang Yi leaning on the door frame and looking at him through the crack of the door, like a child who made a mistake and was peeping at an adult worried about being punished.

"Are you awake?" Meng Fanshu moved the computer on his lap to the coffee table, stood up and walked over.

"Why don't you wear shoes?"

Yang Yi gritted his teeth, "Master is happy."

Meng Fanshu didn't speak, just looked at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi was very stubborn at first, his eyes met and he didn't back down, but in the end he was the first to compromise, and obediently went to the bedside to put on his shoes.

Meng Fanshu tidied up the bed and quilt, and made a few simple adjustments, and the bed immediately looked as if he had never been in it.

Yang Yi walked to the sofa and looked at the PPT on the computer. There were a few disgusting pictures on the page, "What is this?"

Meng Fanshu explained: "As for the handouts used in class, a new elective course will be added next semester."

Yang Yi asked, "Anatomy class?"

"No, the history of biological evolution."

Yang Yi pointed to the pictures, "Then what are these pictures?"

"Single-celled organisms in the early stages of life development."

"I thought it was a photo of an anatomy."

"The autopsy is not scary. I'll take you to have a look in the afternoon."

Yang Yi looked at Meng Fanshu with anticipation and fear, his two big black eyes were shining brightly, clearly reflecting Meng Fanshu's figure.

Yang Yi asked again: "When do you have this class? Can I go and listen?"

Meng Fanshu thought about it, and all students in the school can take elective courses.He said: "Yes. It's just that the time is relatively late, and get out of class ends after nine o'clock."

Yang Yi laughed, "It's okay, it's very close to home anyway."

Meng Fanshu put away the computer and books, and the two went out to Meng Fanshu's laboratory.

Yang Yi had already appeared with great fanfare yesterday, and he was not afraid of being seen by the students again, but kept a little distance from Meng Fanshu.

Originally, two graduate students were coming to do experiments in the afternoon, but Meng Fanshu specifically told the students that he would use the laboratory in the afternoon, and the students were not allowed to come in.

So Yang Yi can have fun unscrupulously.

Meng Fanshu pointed to several experimental benches and said, "This is for students, don't touch it."

He led Yang Yi to his laboratory bench.

It just so happened that Meng Fanshu was doing research on plant anatomy techniques recently and had ready-made samples.Put the slides in place and adjust the microscope, let Yang Yi go over to look at it.

The first time Yang Yi met, he was so excited that he jumped up and down, his big eyes widened.

After all, Meng Fanshu has been researching for so many years, and the experimental techniques are quite proficient. The samples are dyed very beautifully, with a special sense of hierarchy. At this moment, Yang Yi really understands what Meng Fanshu said, every living thing is a work of art!

Meng Fanshu took some chemical reagents, led Yang Yi to the laboratory in the morning, and planned to let Yang Yi operate it himself.

Assemble all the instruments, the first one is the simplest acid-base titration neutralization experiment.Put an alkaline solution into the Erlenmeyer flask, let Yang Yi drop two drops of phenolphthalein into it with a rubber-tipped dropper, and the water instantly turned red.

Yang Yi said curiously: "It seems like magic!"

Meng Fanshu dripped the acid solution with an acid burette, and asked Yang Yi to do it when the end point of the titration was approaching.

Yang Yi still remembered the operation method of the burette that Meng Fanshu had mentioned in the morning, and the posture was also very standard.

Meng Fanshu pointed to the Erlenmeyer flask and said, "Shake it."

Yang Yi picked up the Erlenmeyer flask and shook it, Meng Fanshu said, "That's not right."

The right hand supports Yang Yi's hand holding the Erlenmeyer flask, and shakes it rhythmically clockwise, while the left hand also supports Yang Yi's hand, slowly rotating the glass piston.

In this way, Yang Yi was wrapped in Meng Fanshu's arms.

Surrounded by the sudden masculine aura, Yang Yi was a little at a loss, turned his head at a slight angle, and secretly looked at Meng Fanshu next to him.

Meng Fanshu said, "Look at the Erlenmeyer flask and pay attention to the end point of the titration."

The magnetic voice and serious tone rang in Yang Yi's ears, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on the back of Yang Yi's neck.

Meng Fanshu let go of his hand and let Yang Yi operate by himself.

Yang Yi calmed down, and dropped a few more drops of acid into it. After the last drop, the color of the aqueous solution suddenly became lighter. Yang Yi shook the Erlenmeyer flask again, and all the red solution turned colorless at once.

Yang Yi jumped up happily, but forgot that Meng Fanshu was standing behind him, stepped on Meng Fanshu's feet, and his body tilted.

Meng Fanshu had sharp eyes and quick hands, and helped Yang Yi stand upright.

Yang Yi's excitement was immediately dissipated, "Why do you always make embarrassments in front of you! You unlucky ghost!" He stepped on Meng Fanshu very childishly.

Master Meng Fanshu didn't care much, and began to prepare for the second experiment.

After doing several chemical experiments with obvious phenomena and simple steps in a row, Yang Yi had a great time like a child entering the playground for the first time.

In the end, Yang Yi yelled that his arms were sore and rubbed his face. He had laughed so much all day that his face was sore.

Yang Yi looked at the experimental results on the table, took out his mobile phone to take pictures, and then handed the mobile phone to Meng Fanshu, asking Meng Fanshu to take pictures for him.

Meng Fanshu raised his phone to focus, while Yang Yi was holding a small round bottom flask, smiling very brightly.

Meng Fanshu looked at the photo and thought for a while, then said to Yang Yi: "Wait for me." Then he turned and went out.

After a while, he came back with a white coat and handed it to Yang Yi, "Put it on."

Yang Yi took it and shouted excitedly: "Meng Fanshu, you are too good!"

Meng Fanshu's white coat looked too big for Yang Yi, but fortunately it didn't affect the effect.

This time, Meng Fanshu is no longer a teacher, but a photographer, instructing Yang Yi how to hold the experimental equipment and how to pose for the experiment.

Yang Yi has been an actor for so many years, needless to say about his styling, and with a few pointers from Meng Fanshu, Yang Yi knew how to behave, and the two cooperated very well.Yang Yi's cell phone was like a professional SLR in Meng Fanshu's hands, clicking and clicking non-stop.

Front, side, back, hand close-up...

In less than an hour, there are more than 100 photos in the phone, and there are no blurred afterimages. Almost all photos have passed the focal length, light, shape, and props. If you take them out, you can directly endorse the laboratory up.

Yang Yi took the mobile phone and flipped through the photo album, saw Meng Fanshu beside him, raised his mobile phone and snapped a photo very quickly, before Meng Fanshu had time to react.

He didn't pose on purpose, but took a random photo. Meng Fanshu was leaning on the laboratory table, with his long legs stretched out, staring at Yang Yi. There was still no obvious expression on his face, but Yang Yi could tell that his eyes were completely different from when they met just now. , half a smile, and a little bit of connivance.

Meng Fanshu, who was secretly photographed, ignored him, checked the time, and led Yang Yi home.

Meng Fanshu specially bought some japonica rice for lunch, cooked a pot of fragrant red dates and lotus seed porridge for Yang Yi in the evening, and made a few light side dishes, and Yang Yi ate until his belly grew round.

Meng Fanshu asked: "Do you have any taboos?"

Yang Yi thought for a while, opened his mouth, and spoke quickly, like talking about cross talk: "There are so many! Onion, ginger, garlic, fatty meat, animal offal, boiled eggs, carrots, broccoli, cauliflower, okra, celery, leeks, lettuce, and cowpeas..."

After reading Meng Fanshu and listening to it very seriously, Yang Yi asked, "Do you remember?"

Meng Fanshu nodded and repeated: "Onion, ginger, garlic, fatty meat, animal offal, boiled eggs, carrots, broccoli, cauliflower, okra, celery, leek, lettuce, and cowpea..." Even the order was the same.

Yang Yi was dumbfounded. He wanted to make things difficult, so he spoke so fast, but he didn't expect Meng Fanshu to actually remember it.

Meng Fanshu nodded after finishing speaking, and commented: "It's okay to be picky eaters, as long as you don't have a partial eclipse."

For so many years, Yang Yi has been taught not to be picky eaters, but this is the first time someone told him that it's okay to be picky eaters.

Yang Yi's big eyes looked at Meng Fanshu without blinking. The porridge he drank just now seemed to flow into his heart, and it was heated and boiled again, steaming non-stop.

After returning home, I took a comfortable bath, then lay on the bed and played with my mobile phone, and turned to the photos taken during the day.

Carefully selected nine photos of different instruments and shapes and posted them on Weibo with the text: Do you like such a master student?A few cute expressions were added at the back.

So the fans started to boil...

There are nine photos in a row. Wearing a white coat is simply a uniform temptation. Standing in front of the laboratory table, all kinds of glass instruments glow with dim light, reflecting Yang Yi's serious expression.The experimental poses in each photo are also so standard that even the pickiest science and engineering students won't be able to pick any mistakes.

Coupled with Yang Yi's rare cute tone...

The number of Weibo comments, likes and retweets are all increasing rapidly.

Yang Yi rolled a few times on the bed, smiling very proudly.

He opened WeChat and asked Meng Fanshu if he had seen the crazy worship of fans on Weibo.

After a while, I received a reply from Meng Fanshu, saying that he doesn't play Weibo.

Yang Yi sent a series of voices over.

"You already know me, so how can you not pay attention to me! What a news that Xiaoye opened Weibo, you haven't seen it yet? Damn it, quickly open Weibo to follow Xiaoye! It must be placed in a special Follow that group!"

After a long time, Meng Fanshu still hadn't replied, Yang Yi glanced at the time, thinking he wouldn't sleep, it's so early!

Just thinking about it, Meng Fanshu sent a message, "What should I do if I pay special attention?"

Yang Yi was instantly elated, opened Weibo screenshots and sent them to Meng Fanshu, and then kept refreshing the fans on Weibo, and saw that there was a fan whose ID was "MFS", and there was no profile picture or profile, so Yang Yi followed it .

Opened WeChat and continued to ask Meng Fanshu if he had seen the photo. Meng Fanshu said he was handsome, and Yang Yi grinned.

Sleeping at night and even dreaming is always smiling.

The crew began filming scenes in the school.

Every morning Yang Yi would come to Meng Fanshu's house to have a meal. The difference was that Meng Fanshu never bought breakfast from the cafeteria.

Before going out for a morning run every day, make the porridge and put it in the pot. When you come back from the run, the porridge is just boiled, such as yam lily porridge, shredded chicken porridge, sweet potato porridge, mushroom porridge, vegetable shredded pork porridge, shrimp and corn porridge... …

Then make some other things, such as poached eggs, steamed buns, purple potato cakes, small wontons, egg pancakes and so on.I have also made pumpkin cakes and red bean cakes like the ones in the school cafeteria, but with less oil and made them softer, which is good for digestion.

After breakfast was ready, Yang Yi almost walked in, washed his hands and ate.

Yang Yi didn't like poached eggs very much at first.After a period of contact, Meng Fanshu had already figured out Yang Yi's temper, so he went online and bought several molds for poached eggs. They were in various shapes, and they were very cute. They were specially used to coax children to eat.

Meng Fanshu looked at Yang Yi who was eating happily with a poached egg in the shape of a bear, and thought, I also bought it to coax the children to eat...

Yang Yi has a heavy role in the scene, filming almost every day from morning to night, and there will always be students watching, so he can't sneak into the dormitory openly.So it has been several days since I went to Meng Fanshu's house for lunch or dinner.

Occasionally, Meng Fanshu would hang out among many students when he was free. He used to watch the crew filming, but he never spoke to Yang Yi on the set.

The fat director was talking to Yang Yi and Liu Yiqiu when he saw Meng Fanshu again.

The director joked: "That handsome guy is here again, he is here for our beautiful heroine!"

Liu Yiqiu smiled.

Yang Yi was unhappy, and said: "No! He is my fan!"

The voice of this sentence was a little high, and it reached Meng Fanshu's ears.

Meng Fanshu turned and left without changing his expression.

Yang Yi likes to drink hot cocoa the most when filming, but there is no one in the school store, and Yang Yi does not ask his assistant to go out to buy it, but just drinks milk tea.

It’s just that I take a few sips every time, and then I start to dislike it, “Why is it so sweet!” “What does it taste like? It must be made with milk tea powder!”……

Yang Yi in the acting state is completely different from usual, very into the state.Being a nobleman himself, it's easy to play the role of the noble son, and the nobility is overwhelming.There are often assistants or students staring at Yang Yi infatuatedly with flushed faces and hands holding their hearts.There were a few scenes, even the director covered his heart and joked after watching it: "This old man has a girlish heart!"

With Yang Yi's role, there are more NGs.Because of Yang Yi as a reference, watching other people's performances is extremely contrived, and the show is instant.

It was the first time for Yang Yi to act in this kind of emotional drama, so he had a lot of communication with the director. It was completely different from the first time Meng Fanshu saw that Yang Yi did not listen to the director's command and went his own way.

In the blink of an eye, it has entered mid-August, the sun is scorching, the actors still have to talk about love under the scorching sun, and what is even more pitiful is that some staff members have to stand under the scorching sun, watching others talk about love...

Yang Yi and Liu Yiqiu stood under the sun, and the director also spoke in the scorching sun, sweating profusely and saliva flying all over his face.

"The person in front of you is the person you like, but you are a cold and cold male god, and you can't show it too clearly, so you mainly rely on your eyes, you understand? Eyes! Come on, let's try it once! Prepare for each group!"

"Action"

Yang Yi and Liu Yiqiu walked towards the camera from the other side of the road, Liu Yiqiu smiled very sweetly, and Yang Yi looked down at Liu Yiqiu secretly with his aloof demeanor.

"Crack!"

The director came over and said, "It works well when shooting from a distance, but it's not good when it's close-up! Young master, your expressions and movements are completely fine, but you can't see liking from your eyes at all! Have you ever talked about In love? Walking with the person you like is the kind of happy and excited and a little bit shy, recall your first love! Find the feeling!"

The director arranged for everyone to take a break first, and let Yang Yi think about it by himself.

Yang Yi walked slowly on the road by himself, thinking about what the director said.

the person I like……

As I walked and turned my head, I suddenly smelled a faint fragrance of flowers.

It was only then that Yang Yi noticed that he had walked the path that Meng Fanshu had brought him to.

The jasmine is still in full bloom, the green leaves are still luxuriant, full of vitality, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing.

Yang Yi looked at that place, quietly recalling what happened this month.

"That's right, that's it!"

The director walked over clapping his hands, "Young Master is really top-notch in acting! That's the feeling, keep it up! Hurry up, get ready!"

Yang Yi asked to change places with Liu Yiqiu, and Liu Yiqiu stood on Jasmine's side, so that when Yang Yi looked at her, he could see the Jasmine in the distance.

Finally one pass this time.

The director laughed, looked at the time, and arranged for the staff to have lunch.

The actors and other staff were hiding in the shade of the trees. Although the meals were packed directly from the school cafeteria, the staff frequently praised that it was much better than the ones ordered casually in fast food restaurants before.

Yang Yi also enjoyed eating at first, but he got tired of eating almost the same food every day.

Meng Fanshu just passed by and saw everyone eating, while Yang Yi was nestled on a chair, biting his chopsticks in a daze.

A few days ago, Meng Fanshu saw Yang Yi like this, and he only ate a little every time he ate.

After Meng Fanshu returned home, he stewed a pot of Hericium erinaceus chicken soup, and went to the supermarket to choose an insulated lunch box.On the windowsill outside the abandoned laboratory.

Send a WeChat message to tell Yang Yi's location, and after a while, Yang Yi rushed over immediately when there was no scene for Yang Yi.

The two sat on the steps in the stairwell, and Yang Yi complained to Meng Fanshu while eating, saying how tired the past few days are, how stupid the plot of this drama is, and also, emphatically emphasizing that the young master is very handsome!Great acting!

Of course, Yang Yi didn't mention a word about what happened this morning.

After finishing the soup and chicken, Yang Yi contentedly stroked his stomach, not wanting to move.

Meng Fanshu said: "From now on, I will put the food here at noon every day, and you can come and eat when you find time."

Yang Yi nodded lazily.Probably because the blood flowed to the stomach after eating, and the brain was not enough, Yang Yi blurted out and sighed: "Big sweet potato, you are so virtuous! Whoever marries you in the future will be blessed!"

Meng Fanshu stared at Yang Yi with burning eyes.

Yang Yi covered his mouth, realized that he had said something wrong, his big eyes rolled around, and he said haha: "