The object is how to break Conan's physique

"Excuse me, is this Professor Zhang from Z University?"

Chen Cheng and the little police officer were both in police uniforms because they were out to do construction work. It stands to reason that most people would be very curious when they saw each other, or stare at each other nervously, but Professor Zhang basically turned a blind eye. He had been chatting with Xue Lingyu all the time, but Chen Cheng took the initiative to ask before answering.

"Ah. Yeah."

"Ah?! Are you Professor Tensor?" The little policeman beside Chen Cheng became excited all of a sudden.

This is Professor Zhang, the best professor in Z University. It is said that he is a scholar who returned from overseas more than ten years ago. Every lecture was overcrowded. The school even built a laboratory for Professor Zhang, and turned it into a place for Professor Zhang to study new drugs. This is rare since the establishment of Z University. It can be seen that this drug is important.

It's just that there has been no word about what it is about, and it is still kept very strict.

"Professor Zhang, I have a sister who is studying medicine at Z University, and I keep hearing her mention you." The little policeman seemed very excited. His sister was lucky enough to help out in Tensor's laboratory and had a little contact with it. Although the content of her research is only superficial, it does not affect her high evaluation of Tensor. She often mentions in front of herself that the research of the other party is likely to change the history of mankind, which is a great progress in human history.

Although the little policeman didn't understand well, he felt that his sister's statement should be exaggerated, but he also believed that the other party's research must be very important, otherwise he wouldn't have received such a high evaluation.

He is not a good student, he went directly to the police academy after graduating from high school, he has always been envious of scholars, not to mention that his younger sister always talks about Professor Zhang, and now he finally sees the real person, still often Not to mention the excitement of being featured in the local paper. .

"Professor Zhang, can you sign it for me?" He wanted to go home and show off with his sister.

Chen Cheng:  …

Xue Lingyu: ...

Chen Cheng regretted bringing this little police officer out at first, because he would embarrass himself. I happened to meet him in the corridor in the middle of the night. Not to mention the small space, and there was no light. He just found someone else when he first met. To sign.

But the little policeman couldn't control his excitement, and he couldn't see Chen Cheng making fun of him. He felt around his body, looking for a notebook, and finally remembered that there was a notebook in his pocket that he usually used to write down phone calls.

So I took it out, opened it in a hurry and put it in front of Professor Zhang.

Even Chen Cheng thought it was a bit too abrupt to do so, after all they just met each other,

Wouldn't that be a little impolite?

But Tensor didn't seem to care about such trivial matters at all, and bent down to pull the zipper of the briefcase.

But as soon as he put his hand on the zipper, he suddenly remembered what it looked like to get up, and smiled awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, I forgot my pen in the lab today, can you lend me a pen?"

"Oh. I have a pen here." The little police officer took out a ballpoint pen from his coat pocket and handed it to Professor Zhang.

Professor Zhang took it, owed his name on a blank page of the book, and handed it to the little policeman.

"It's really the first time I've met someone asking me for an autograph." Tensor smiled and shook his head.

After all, he is a professor, not a star. Although he enjoys a high reputation in the industry at home and abroad, the academic circle is still relatively small. In addition, Tensor has always been relatively low-key. Do you know who he is?

So he was quite surprised to meet someone on the way home and still know him.

"Hey, I always hear my sister mentioning you." The little policeman was also a little embarrassed, feeling that his behavior was abrupt, but he still smiled when he saw the autograph he was about to get.

"She goes to every class of your lecture."

"Oh? What's your sister's name?" Tensor also seemed to have some interest in this female student.

"Rong Leng." The little policeman patted his head in embarrassment.

"Rong Leng... seems to have a little impression. Is it short hair?" Tensor remembered that when he was giving lectures, he would always answer many questions from the students in the front row. It seemed that there was a little girl with a student hair who always raised her hands very positively.

"Yes, yes." The little policeman nodded happily.

"Yes, my sister's insights are very unique, and she is a talent to create." Professor Zhang nodded.

"Really? I'll go back and tell Xiao Leng that she will be very happy." Being recognized by his teacher is the greatest encouragement for every student.

"Okay, it's time for us to go." Seeing that the little police officer was very happy, Chen Cheng had been patiently waiting for the other party. Seeing that the other party's signature was about to arrive now, he even talked to Professor Zhang for such a long time. , just remind me with a dark face.

"Oh...Professor Zhang, don't worry, I will try to go to your lecture with my sister next time!" When the little policeman was half-forced away by Chen Cheng, he still didn't forget to yell to Professor Zhang.

But before he could say the second sentence he wanted to say, Chen Cheng had already pulled him down the stairs.

So the corridor gradually became quiet, only Xue Lingyu with the door open and Tensor smiling.

"What?" Seeing that Xue Lingyu was looking at him all the time, Zhang Liang asked with a smile.

"It's nothing. I didn't expect Professor Zhang to be so famous, and everyone I met would know you." Xue Lingyu said with a smile.

He just didn't expect the other party to be so academically successful. Hearing what the little police officer who had been following Chen Cheng said, it seems that Professor Zhang's academic weight should be light.

It's just that I didn't expect to be so low-key.

"I didn't think of that either." Tensor smiled and shook his head, "I probably just happened to meet a family member of one of my female students. This is also the first time I have encountered such a thing."

Then the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Professor Zhang's lecture, can I also attend?"

"Of course." Tensor smiled.

"As long as you don't hate boredom."

Although his lectures are interesting, they also contain a lot of professional knowledge. If you don't listen to the relevant majors, you will easily feel bored after a long time.

Professor Zhang raised an eyebrow and looked at Xue Lingyu, "Say it first, if you dare to doze off in my class, I will spank your little ass."

"I won't." Xue Lingyu made a face at him.

In fact, he is not young anymore, he is almost 25, almost the same age as when he first met Lin Chen, Xue Lingyu can also act very calm in front of unfamiliar people, but I don’t know why As long as I get along with Professor Zhang, I can't help showing my childish side.

"Okay, it's getting late, I'm going home soon, you should close the door quickly, the weather isn't too hot these nights, you've been standing here for a long time." Seeing Xue Lingyu, Professor Zhang still didn't close the door , patted Xue Lingyu's head, really like an elder caring for a child.

"It's not good to catch a cold in such weather."

"I'm fine." Xue Lingyu stuck out her tongue mischievously, "I opened the door and closed it after seeing you in. The lights have been broken for the past two days, and there will be no light when I close the door. It's not easy for you to open the door."

Professor Zhang smiled, stopped talking, put down the hand on Xue Lingyu's head, and took out the key to open the door.

Xue Lingyu closed the door when she saw that the other party's light was on.

He stroked his hair, feeling the residual warmth in a daze.

Gu Mingzhe also seems to touch his own hair often, but the feeling is completely different from just now. Gu Mingzhe's hands are white and slender, and have been cold for many years. When he strokes, although they are very gentle, Xue Lingyu only feels like a A cold snake crawled over his head, giving him a creepy feeling.

But the feeling just now was completely different, really warm.

Like a gentle fire?No, it should not be fire, not as hot as fire.More like a gentle mist brushing overhead.

Xue Lingyu actually doesn't know how to describe this feeling, but what is certain is that, as an elder, Professor Zhang feels completely different from Gu Mingzhe.

He was thinking about it, and suddenly his stomach growled, and then he remembered that he hadn't eaten properly all day today.

Especially at night, because I lost myself in chatting with Chen Cheng and the others, I actually forgot the time, from noon to night, I only drank a glass of water.

This is really...

Now that I realize it, the feeling in my stomach is really uncomfortable.

Compared to Chen Cheng, they should have not finished their meal yet. As for why Xue Lingyu didn't stay with them to eat.

It's not because I have been poor and afraid in recent years.

Xue Lingyu thought angrily in her heart.

It has been almost a month since he returned to China, and he hasn't found a job until now. Although the amount of money he has saved in the past few years is not bad, he can't keep living on his laurels like this.

Anyway, in these five years, Xue Lingyu didn't learn anything else, but the reality really taught him what it means to be "a penny can't beat a hero".

With blood dripping from her heart, Xue Lingyu took out a pack of quick-frozen dumplings that she had bought before from the refrigerator.

Although Xue Lingyu has learned to save money in the past five years, this young master's young master's temper has not changed at all, and he has not learned anything about cooking by himself.

In fact, it's not that Xue Lingyu doesn't want to learn, but that he really doesn't have this muscle. In his first year in country X, when he found out that he didn't have enough money, he wanted to learn how to cook by himself.

After all, it’s cheaper to cook for yourself.

So Mr. Xue eagerly bought a bunch of kitchen utensils, pots and pans, ready to show his talents.

But the difficulty of cooking obviously exceeded Master Xue's budget.

He burned through the iron pan the first time he cooked.The flame suddenly picked up, directly scorching a strand of Xue Xiaoye's hair.

Xue Lingyu hurriedly took the fire extinguisher to put out the fire, and threw the iron pot into the trash can with a dark face.

Xue Lingyu is really indomitable, he thought, Gu Mingzhe has taught him so many things, no matter how difficult it is, he can learn it easily, how could he fall down on the little cooking thing.

It must be a fake iron pot sold to him by an unscrupulous trader!

right!This iron pot must be fake!

Xue Lingyu, who didn't believe in evil, tried cooking soup again the next night.

Thinking that there is no fire this time, it's just the rice cooker, so I can't make a hole in the rice cooker again.

When Xue Lingyu was making the soup this time, she also looked up the information, carefully checked whether to put water or rice first, and knocked on the bottom of the rice cooker before cooking.

Yes, Not Bad.

Xue Lingyu nodded in satisfaction.

This time it is strong enough and will never break again.

So Xue Lingyu added water and rice according to the steps on the Internet, set a time, and went out to the park.

I thought that when I came back from a walk in the park, the rice should have just been cooked. Wouldn't it be nice to drink a bowl of porridge after exercising.

But when Xue Lingyu returned home, she found that her house had been surrounded by firefighters.

That's right, the rice cooker exploded.

Xue Lingyu: ...

This must be a fake rice cooker!

In fact, just as Xue Lingyu left the house, the rice cooker in his house exploded. The power was so huge that it shocked the neighbors. Afterwards, they smelled the smell of burnt and burnt, and called the fire alarm.

Fortunately, Xue Lingyu was not at home at the time, otherwise the power of the explosion would have hurt her.

But even if he was not injured, looking at the messy kitchen and the door that was violently broken by the fire department was enough for Xue Lingyu to cry without tears.

He learned to cook originally to save money, but now repairing the door and redecorating the kitchen is another huge expense.

Xue Lingyu wanted to cry, but she still had to live in this house in the future, so she had to fix it.

Or pay to restore the home to its original state.

It's all because of that fake rice cooker!

Although the young Xue Lingyu had experienced two lessons of blood and tears at this time, she still didn't realize the real reason why the kitchen exploded when she was cooking.

So Xue Lingyu, who didn't believe in evil, made a third attempt.

If you can't eat Chinese food, learn to eat Western food!

Xue Xiaoye became more and more courageous in the battle, so he bought an oven online.

I thought to myself, the oven is always safer than the rice cooker.

Just be careful not to get burned when you hold things.

After all, no matter how miserable it is, things are burnt!

or undercooked

Anyway, I still have to try it out.

So on the first day when the oven was delivered, Xue Lingyu was gearing up and looked up many Western-style desserts on the Internet.

Look at those cute little desserts.

It's not that difficult...

Xue Xiaoye was thinking in his heart.

So I chose an entry-level pastry called a smiley face cake, and started trying to make it.

It was normal at first, but with the lessons of the previous two blood and tears, Xue Lingyu did not dare to take it lightly.

After finally putting the cake into the mold, Xue Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

The next step is to bake it in the oven!

Xue Lingyu confidently put her "little smiling face" into the oven.

But this time, the neighbors called the police directly.

Xue Lingyu: ...

That's right, call the police.

Fortunately, Xue Lingyu knew the green-eyed policeman, and he was the one who came.

The green-eyed policeman expressed his condolences to Xue Lingyu in embarrassment, and finally reminded him tactfully.

Someone reported him for stewing shit.

Xue Lingyu: ...

"So, look, I know you Chinese people have a wide range of food...em...you should be free to eat whatever you want...but..." The green-eyed policeman tried his best to choose the words.

"...But we all live together after all, right? You should consider the feelings of the neighbors around you a little bit...um...you're right..."

Xue Lingyu: ...