honey has fallen

Yan Buxi struggled in the laboratory for three days, sleeping less than two hours a day, and the naked eye could see that he had gone from Hua Wuque to Qiu Qianren.

Wu Fei saw that his eyelids were lowered, and there was no time to shave the green stubble on his chin. He couldn't help but feel a little guilty, feeling that the group of bronzes waiting to win had ruined an originally glamorous king. "Xi'er, why don't you rest, I'll take your place tonight."

"No need." Yan Buxi put the prepared solution into the instrument. "I have a plan, you just have to finish what you can do." He re-adjusted the order of the experiments to save a lot of time, and the things to be done every day were sorted out. If Wu Fei intervened, he would not like it It is even more tiring to explain to him the thinking and process after the transformation.

Zhang Mengmeng came over with the data she had just finished, and sat on the table opposite Yan Buxi to wait for him to make the final calculations. Looking at the dark circles under his eyes, she bit her lower lip. "If you don't like it, I'll stay and help you tonight."

"No need." Yan Buxi waved his hand. "I can handle it myself. Sleeping for a girl is equal to beauty. Look at your little face. After so many days, the laboratory liquid foundation can't cover your haggardness. Tsk tsk tsk."

Zhang Mengmeng touched her face, as if she was really making sure if she had become ugly.Taking a step forward, he continued: "I'm not bad for the night. You should have a good rest. It's too dangerous to operate the equipment alone at night when you're so tired."

"Okay, okay." Wu Fei sat on a stool beside him, leaned forward and pulled Zhang Mengmeng back who was getting closer to the high-voltage machine. "There are so many big men in the laboratory who are still alive, and it's not the turn of the flowers to stand up for this." The girls in the chemistry department of their school are very precious, and one counts as another, but they are all sharp-hearted in the eyes of teachers and classmates giant panda.

What's more, a group of people in the laboratory are still single.

Zhang Mengmeng lowered her eyelids, and complained: "Then you are helping him. The slow progress of the experiment is not entirely due to dislike. Some time ago, everyone had a part in making jokes. Now that the professor is destroying the report, let him stay up all night alone. Is it fair?" ?”

"No." Wu Fei argued. "We also want to help him, but Xi'er has her own plan, and we can't get in at all."

Many small intervals can be penetrated by powerful brain power to improve efficiency.But those operations have to be done step by step for mediocre people like them. Wouldn't it be a disservice to forcefully intervene?

Zhang Mengmeng: "Then don't you want to help? There are always things to do, such as simple solution ratio, chromatographic analysis, purification and impurity reduction..."

Wu Fei: "I didn't say no to help, he doesn't need us."

Yan Buxi pressed his temples, his mind was buzzing, lack of sleep and a lot of thinking and calculations had made him very tired, and he didn't have the energy to persuade this group of people who were fed, drunk and noisy.Putting his hands on the countertop, he frowned - his stomach hurts.

"Ding dong." The phone in his pocket rang at this moment, and Yan Buxi lowered his head in pain and took it out to look.It is a photo of small wontons sent by Tang Yun. There are more than a dozen shriveled wontons with little filling and big skin in a plastic packing box. There are two fingertips in the lower right corner of the photo.

Ever since Tang Yun gave him mango dumplings that night, Yan Buxi asked people to send him three meals a day, euphemistically saying: See if you forget to eat well because you miss me.

Tang Yun probably sympathized with this person's current prison situation, and didn't bother to care about those flowery intestines, so he posted a photo of his meal every meal to make him look forward to quenching his thirst.

Yan Buxi [This wonton has very little filling. 】

Tang Yun [I ordered from an Internet cafe, it would be nice to have something to eat. 】

Words are not happy [really stingy.When I go out, let's eat pasta at Serich. 】

Tang Yun [Three thousand and five servings, enough for us to cook dried noodles for three months. 】

Yan Buxi's tired face showed a little smile, and he thought Tang Yun didn't pay attention to the price last time.According to that person's personality, since he was discovered, there would be no next time.

[Then cook noodles for me. 】As he typed this line, Yan Buxi's cramped stomach gushed out thirst. After three days of eating cold, hard bread, ham, and mineral water, his cold stomach began to toss for some hot food.Yan Buxi saw Tang Yun’s noodles cooked that morning. The noodles were soft and fragrant, without strong condiments and brine, and they were very light. There were also candied poached eggs and refreshing small rapeseed inside. It was steaming and filled a big bowl , Looking at it, I really want to eat it.

Yan Buxi typed out a line slowly. 【I want to eat your cooked noodles. 】

The Internet cafe is noisy with people, all kinds of yelling and cursing come and go one after another.Tang Yun sat at the front desk and ate wontons, his phone was placed beside him to charge, and the screen lit up with the sound of the message notification, he glanced at the new message, without any pause in his hand, he continued to eat his meal with a spoon in his hand .

"Okay, okay." Yan Buxi waved his hands tiredly amidst their chatter, lowered his head and took out a cigarette case from his coat pocket, ready to smoke a cigarette to let the dopamine and nicotine relieve his stomachache. "None of you need to stay, I can do it by myself. Lonely man and widow, lonely man and widowed man, my wife is jealous, I don't want to make him unhappy."

Zhang Mengmeng was taken aback.Wu Fei first asked with a constipated look on his face, "Your wife? Male or female?" You can't blame him for asking, because everyone knows that he doesn't like the daily life of eating meat and vegetables.

Yan Buxi opened his mouth, and suddenly changed his mind under the probing and questioning eyes of a group of people, pointing with a cigarette butt between his fingertips. "I won't tell you, I'm going to kill you little bastards."

Wu Fei snorted disdainfully, as if he suddenly lost his character again. "It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman. I bet you won't be fresh for more than a month."

Another team member patted him on the shoulder and said, "Be confident, it's only two weeks."

Wu Fei: "You are not confident enough, only three days."

Yan Buxi gritted her back molars and took a breath angrily. "Comrades, do you have any misunderstandings about someone who is comparable to Ning Caichen? Isn't it well known that I am devoted to my relationship?"

"Ning Caichen." Wu Fei taunted: "I don't know if your wife is Nie Xiaoqian, but you must be Ximenqing." He looked down at his watch and before he knew it, it was almost dinner time, so he hurriedly took off the plastic gloves, I took off my white coat and went to the cafeteria to grab a meal, and I still sighed before rushing out the door. "Creating sin~"

Another team member was exactly the same as him. Seeing that he was running faster than a rabbit with prolapsed anus, he sighed like Wu Fei before going out. "Creating sin~"

It is rare that the two of them can separate their minds while fighting for food, and express their regrets to the comrade who was said to be unhappy and harmed, who is not sure whether he is a man or a woman.

Tang Yun, who was packing the lunch boxes in the Internet cafe, covered his mouth and sneezed.Peipei quickly took out a tissue and handed it over, asking, "Brother Tang, do you have a cold?"

"No." Tang Yun shook his head, a little confused.

After the two left, only Zhang Mengmeng and Yan Buxi were left in the lab.

Zhang Mengmeng was not in a hurry to eat, and looked at Yan Buxi with complicated eyes. "You have a girlfriend?"

Yan Buxi, a person with a high EQ, keenly sensed that the eyes of this group of girls were not right, picked up the lighter on the table, walked around her with a cigarette in his mouth, and did not go back to the door.

"Yeah, I have someone I like, and I really like it."

The author says:

Uh... In view of the habit of posting blades in my previous articles, I hereby assure you that this article is indeed a sweet pet without a knife, so don't be afraid.