After binding the defective product system, I became a group favorite

The disappearance and return of Shen Heng and the fleet of the Second Corps caused an uproar in the military headquarters, but to the outside world, this horrifying news has not yet been announced, and everything is still operating normally.

The military academy is already on winter vacation, Cen Yang doesn't have to go to school, he just thinks about sticking to Shen Heng all day long, but Shen Heng is really busy with work, he can't spare much time for him, Cen Yang is bored, and finally remembers being abandoned by himself Tang Ruantang, who had been there for a long time, sent a message asking her to come out to play.

Tang Ruantang almost cried when he received his news: "I don't have time to play! You don't know how scary the teacher is..."

Even though he was not in Qi Chengze's laboratory, Tang Ruantang couldn't help but lower his volume when he said the last sentence, and he didn't even dare to speak ill of him behind his back.

"What's the matter, is he very strict?" Cen Yang lay lazily on the bed hugging a pillow. This is Shen Heng's room, which is as simple and formal as his own, and every item is practical and standardized. Put it neatly where it should be.

"That's not so strict," Tang Ruantang said bitterly, "One week before I went, he asked me to memorize a book of more than 300 rules. It is not allowed to enter the laboratory without wearing an anti-static suit, and not to wear anti-static clothing. It's normal to allow bare hands to touch the circuit board, but isn't it weird not to allow bare hands to touch the teacher's water glass? What else is not allowed to make sounds above 45 decibels, not allowed to chat, not allowed...just... ..."

Cen Yang lay on the pillow and laughed out loud. Shen Heng's pillow had a faint fragrance, which was the fragrance of the detergent used at home.

"It's really strange...he always wears a mask, and he never communicates with us except for technical issues." Tang Ruantang whispered, "But the teacher is really good."

"Yeah, he's just kind of weird." Cen Yang thought of the man who was always dressed in black, wearing a mask, and pretending to be dumb, "Do you call him a teacher to mean that he has already become a teacher?"

Tang Ruantang lacked confidence: "The teacher said that I could call him teacher the second before he told me to get out."

Cen Yang chuckled: "Why does it feel like it's kind of fun."

"It's fun, come and play. He has asked me about you several times, but I dare not say that you don't want to come, so I have to prevaricate something about your family, and I can't hide it anymore."

Cen Yang smiled: "What am I going to do? You know, I can't be a mecha maker."

"Yes, but recently there is a new project about miniature mechs." Tang Ruantang explained, "Miniature mechas do not involve a very large system and overall structure, and have nothing to do with perception. It’s too much energy for reconnaissance and survey, and it can’t carry enough energy for attack, so there has been no progress, but the teacher has some new ideas for this project.”

"That's fine, then I'll go with you in the afternoon." Cen Yang thought for a while, and there really wasn't much to do recently, so why not just go and have a look.

After hanging up the phone, Cen Yang rolled on Shen Heng's bed, then got up, folded the quilt and pillows together, picked him up and ran along the wall to his room, and just after he settled down, he heard the aunt downstairs calling him for dinner.

Cen Yang bumped down the stairs while responding, and the aroma of stewed ribs overflowed from the kitchen, "It smells so good!"

Auntie carried the plate and walked to the restaurant: "I have stewed it all morning, and the stew is rotten, plus beans and potatoes, I will eat more, I have not been eating well recently, and I have lost a lot of weight."

"Did you leave it for Uncle Shen and the others?" Cen Yang couldn't wait to sit down and stuffed a mouthful into his mouth, mumbled.

"I must keep it. These are all yours. Sit down and eat, and be careful of getting hot," said the aunt Zhangluo. greasy."

Cen Yang ate a large bowl of rice, burped in satisfaction, and praised his aunt again and again, before going back to his room to take a nap.

After eating too much at noon, Cen Yang was a little confused. The set alarm clock rang and failed to wake him up. It was Tang Ruantang who called him to urge him, so he went downstairs. Tang Ruantang was in a hurry at the public suspension train station. You have to spin around: "You have to hurry up, you can't be late!"

"I know, I know." Cen Yang rushed downstairs.

The aunt on the first floor was packing up her things and was about to go out. Seeing this, she stopped him: "Do you want to go out? Wait a minute, just take the fried Tang Yang chicken nuggets and eat them on the way."

Cen Yang can't laugh or cry, auntie likes to cook, and he also likes to eat. Recently, her favorite thing is to search for various food recipes on the Internet, and research them out for Cen Yang to eat.

He took the paper bag and waved to his aunt: "Thank you, Auntie. I'm leaving!"

Hurry up, but luckily I didn't miss the train, Tang Ruantang looked nervous, saw that he was holding a greaseproof paper bag in his hand, and said speechlessly: "You are really good, you still have the mind to get food, you want to see the teacher, Are you not nervous at all?"

"I'm not nervous." Cen Yang was puzzled.

"He is the most powerful master of mecha manufacturing in the contemporary era! Do you know how many people have begged him to customize a mecha for themselves, but can't even see his face?" Tang Ruantang said exaggeratedly with both hands I made a gesture.

"No, my brother is the most powerful mecha maker." Cen Yang said nonchalantly.Besides, maybe the first impression is too important. In his eyes, Qi Chengze has always been the "dumb" who is dressed in black and has beautiful eyes. He likes sweets as much as him, so he really doesn't have much respect for him.

"You are a hopeless brother-controller." Tang Ruantang rolled her eyes.

"My brother accuses me a lot." Cen Yang twisted his body artificially, showing a shy look, which made Tang Ruantang gag.

At the door of the laboratory, Tang Ruantang remembered: "Ah, I forgot to tell you that you can't eat in the laboratory, you should stand at the door and eat them all."

Cen Yang: "...Why didn't you remember earlier?"

"There are too many rules, I didn't remember them, hurry up, I'll help you eat."

"You did it on purpose..." Cen Yang said as he opened the bag, and the two of them stood in the spacious and bright entrance hall of the laboratory, and started to dry the chicken nuggets.

The chicken nuggets were really crispy and delicious, and the two of them ate happily. Tang Ruantang tossed them into her mouth one by one, and was stunned halfway through eating. Cen Yang was still urging her: "Do you want more, there are not many !"

"..." Tang Ruantang whispered, "Teacher."

Qi Chengze: "..."

He nodded.

Cen Yang looked back in panic with a piece of chicken nugget in his mouth, and saw Qi Chengze in a lab coat, still wearing a mask, staring at him with narrow eyes, with thin eyelids and an inhuman look.

Cen Yang: "...do you want to eat?"

Qi Chengze was silent for two seconds before saying to him, "Come here."

His voice was slightly hoarse, probably because he seldom spoke, but it was not rough, but gave people a kind of numbness, which was very pleasant to hear.

Cen Yang and Tang Ruantang looked at each other and followed obediently.

The two entered the single room next to the large laboratory together, which was Qi Chengze's exclusive work area. Looking at the backs of the two entering the door, Tang Ruantang's eyes, which were already very big, stared even wider at this moment—she came After so long, I have seen anyone who can enter this work area, except for Qi Chengze himself, only with his help, and Cen Yang actually got in like this!

The inside is similar to Cen Lang's studio, except that the area is bigger, Cen Yang didn't look much, his attention was more on Qi Chengze's face - he took off his mask.

Qi Chengze's facial features are very superior. His eyebrows are narrow and long, his lips are thin, but the shape is as standard as a painter's fine drawing, and his nose bridge is high and straight. It is an extraordinarily alienated beauty, like a cold painting.

Noticing Cen Yang's gaze, Qi Chengze lowered his eyes: "Ugly?"

Cen Yang: "... I'm afraid you may have misunderstood ugliness?"

Qi Chengze chuckled lightly, shook his head, and spread his hands towards him. Cen Yang put his snack bag in and offered it up. He tasted one and seemed to think it was good. He ate a few more before stopping to wipe his hands with a paper towel: "Let's talk about micro-mechs."

That afternoon, Cen Yang stayed in the laboratory with Qi Chengze, and it was already evening when he returned home. The family had dinner together, and at the dinner table, Cen Yang talked about his going to class with Tang Ruantang.

"Qi Chengze is willing to teach you?" Shen Yanzhi was greatly surprised, "He never accepted apprentices before."

"I'm not his apprentice either, Tang Ruantang is, so I'll just take a class."

Shen Yanzhi put a piece of ribs in Cen Yang's bowl: "It's good. I wanted to invite him to communicate with Xiao Lang before, but I didn't invite him. That person has a weird temper."

"It's okay, it feels normal to chat with him." Cen Yang gnawed on the ribs happily. Halfway through the gnawing, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. There was a weird silence at the dinner table. He stopped his chopsticks in surprise and looked up. , Shen Yanzhi took his chin and pointed to Shen Heng on the right.

His usual expressionless face, but...

Cen Yang shivered from the cold wind blowing from nowhere.But he didn't say anything, instead he showed an inscrutable smile.

After dinner, Shen Heng went upstairs to the study to have a video conference. Cen Yang also went to his room to play games, contrary to his clinging to him a few days ago and refusing to leave.

So it was extremely unlucky to catch up with the commander of the garrison who had a meeting to report the situation of the border defense that day...

Until Shen Heng was about to go to bed at night, Cen Yang, who was always tired of him and asked him to sleep with him, didn't come to look for him. Shen Heng seemed fine on the surface, but he was somewhat irritable in his heart. In just a few days, he... …

Shen Heng: "???"

What about his pillow and quilt?Sheets ripped off?Just one mattress left?

Shen Heng turned around and planned to call a robot butler to ask, but when he opened the door, he saw Cen Yang sitting on the steps with a smile on the stairs and looking at him.

"Today, the robot went crazy and washed all your bedding. There is still an empty seat here. It is to share the bed with someone. Do you want to squeeze it?"