Really young master, he came to the pride gate

In the end, two pieces of the whole cake were eaten, and the rest were all stuck to the two of them.

Song Fanyin glanced at the light blue cream all over his body, and his rare forehead twitched.

His porcelain-white face was cold, he took out a tissue, casually wiped the cream on his face, and went straight back to the room.

He didn't even look at Huo Chiyan.

Huo Chiyan was also uncomfortably battered by the cream, he paused, and heeled up.

Song Fanyin heard the footsteps, his eyelids turned cold, and he looked sideways, "Still following?"

Huo Chiyan's cold brows and eyes were rarely relaxed, and his thin lips were slightly drawn, showing that he was in a good mood.

His dark eyes flicked across Song Fanyin's creamy face, and he said calmly, "Wash your face."

Song Fanyin glanced at him coldly, paused, and ignored him.

Look on the side of the cake.

The corners of Huo Chiyan's lips could not help but bend even deeper, and he followed Song Fanyin to the room on the second floor.

Song Fanyin went to take a bath first.

Huo Chiyan went to the sink, cleaned his face, looked at the dirty clothes on his body, frowned, and took them off directly.

When Song Fanyin came out of the bathroom, he saw Huo Chiyan's upper body was naked, and his honey-colored firm chest exuded a seductive luster under the light.

His phoenix eyes drooped lazily, while wiping his hair, he went to the closet to find clothes.

Behind him, Huo Chiyan leaned over, his strong chest pressed against his back.

"By the way, get me one."

Song Fanyin's eyebrows twitched, and he resisted the urge to elbow him, and stepped aside, "Take it yourself."

A smile flashed across Huo Chiyan's eyes. After picking through the closet for a while, he took a loose T-shirt and put it on.

It was a white T-shirt without any patterns or files. It was made of cotton and looked loose on Song Fanyin's body, but it looked a little tight on Huo Chiyan's. Under the white fabric, the strong muscles of his chest were faintly visible.

Song Fanyin glanced lightly, lowered his eyelids expressionlessly, "Can you get out now?"

Huo Chiyan laughed softly, "Don't be angry, drink, I'm leaving now."

Song Fanyin glanced lazily at Huo Chiyan, and after he left, he closed the door heavily and cursed in a low voice.

It's really impressive.

The next day.

Song Fanyin went to participate in the competition.

When it arrived, most of the contestants had come and sat scattered in the hall.

Zhang Yingying and Qin Chao had also arrived. Seeing him, they ran over to say hello, blushing slightly, "Learn...senior."

Song Fanyin responded lazily, and casually glanced at the time, "It's not time yet?"

Qin Chao nodded, "It starts at nine o'clock." After a pause, he said worriedly: "Senior, I heard that this exam is quite difficult, will we be eliminated in one round?"

There are nearly [-] laboratories participating in the competition this time. If they are dismissed in one round, the face of their virus institute will be lost.

Song Fanyin said lazily, "No."

Generally, the questions in the first round are regular questions. As long as the foundation is not too bad, they will not be brushed off, unless the questions are difficult.

Qin Chao felt relieved, his eyes brightened, "I'm relieved to have the senior's words."

Song Fanyin: "..."

What's going on with the kid now, he doesn't seem to have said anything, right?

At this moment, a voice rang out, "Isn't this a virus hospital? Hey, Zhang Yingying, Qin Chao, are you going to make another cutscene this time?"

The voice was very ear-piercing, with a hint of sarcasm, especially loud in the slightly quiet hall.

Seeing that it was Anru, Zhang Yingying said angrily, "An...Anru, you...what are you talking about? We are not."

An Ru's red lips were slightly hooked, with a smile that was not a smile, "No? If I remember correctly, the Institute of Virology has not won No.1 for several years in a row. Isn't it just going through the motions?"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Song Fanyin vaguely.

Although the teacher told her that she must pay attention to this Song Fanyin, but the Institute of Virology has not produced results for several years, so there is nothing to be afraid of a Song Fanyin.

What's more, it's not that she hasn't issued a patent before. At most, Song Fanyin became famous a little earlier than her. In the same period, it is still open to debate who will be the loser.

Zhang Yingying bit her lip and stammered, "That...that was before, we are different now."

An Ru snorted, "It's different? I really didn't see it."

Qin Chao's anger suddenly came up, and he said angrily: "Anru, you are not very good. Didn't you get rejected when you wanted to enter the virus hospital before? Besides, how do you know that we won't get No.1 this time?"

This is equivalent to poking An Ru's pain point, her face suddenly turned cold, and she sneered: "Okay, then I'll see if you can get it."

She did intend to enter the virus hospital before, but she was rejected. On the contrary, Zhang Yingying, who was not as good as her, was selected.

Although this incident has passed, just thinking about it still makes her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Qin Chao sneered, "Then you watch."

Song Fanyin had been away from the virus hospital for three years and didn't know Anru, but he didn't take her seriously. Looking sideways, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Yingying whose eyes were flushed with anger, and paused, "I'll take No. her face."

Zhang Yingying was amused, she wiped her eyes, a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I let Senior Song see a joke."

Song Fanyin patted her on the head like a kitten.

Qin Chao worriedly said: "Senior, can we really get No.1?"

Song Fanyin saw that the time was up, got up, and walked lazily to the computer room, "Don't worry, with me here, I won't get any ranking other than No.1."

Qin Chao: "..."

Although I believe in Senior Song very much, is this a bit exaggerated?

The exam location is on the second floor. At this time, the desk and computer are already set up in the room.

This time the competition is conducted in groups, each laboratory is a group of three people, and the test scores are evaluated according to the completion rate, correct rate, and time spent.

Coincidentally, their position is in front of Anjou.

An Ru saw them and glanced at them coldly.

Song Fanyin ignored it, and after sitting down in front of the computer, he lazily typed in his username and password.

Username and password are assigned by the organizing committee, one for each laboratory.

At nine o'clock, the game officially started, and a question appeared on the computer screen.

Qin Chao was still reading the topic, when he saw that Song Fanyin chose B directly, he was stunned, "Senior..."

Before he finished speaking, the correct words appeared on the screen.

Qin Chao: "..."

He swallowed, "Nothing."

Zhang Yingying was also a little taken aback.

Why didn't they even finish reading the questions, the senior just chose the answer, which was still correct.

Could it be that the senior is guessing randomly?

The second question is still the same.

Zhang Yingying and Qin Chao haven't finished reading the questions yet, Song Fanyin has already chosen the answer, and surprisingly, it is also correct.

Qin Chao was speechless, looking at Song Fanyin as if he had seen a ghost.

He understood why the teacher said to let the seniors guide them. This is really a guide, and they don't need to contribute.

Is this the golden thigh?

Zhang Yingying was completely free from the anger that Anru had ridiculed, and looked at Song Fanyin with a look of admiration.

At that time, the style of painting that followed became quite strange.

People in other labs were discussing topics in full swing, or their faces were red, but the Virology Institute was as quiet as a chicken. Zhang Yingying and Qin Chao were chatting leisurely, while Song Fanyin lazily clicked the mouse.

It's like... playing some mentally retarded game.

If it wasn't for the inappropriate occasion, these people would be speechless.

Could it be that the Institute of Virology has degenerated to such a point that it can't even solve the problem?

An Ru watched from behind and sneered.

It seems that this Song Fanyin really has his appearance, after three years away, he can't even answer the questions.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel more confident. She simply ignored her companion's comments and chose her own answer on her own.

There are a total of [-] questions in the competition, except for the first [-] multiple-choice questions, the rest are answer questions and questions about molecular formulas.

Song Fanyin found it tiresome to type, so he glanced at Qin Chao, "Come here."

Qin Chao was stunned for a moment, "I'm coming?"

It's not suitable, is it?What if he can't answer?

Song Fanyin got up and moved to the side, "Tired. Let me say, you type."

Qin Chao: "..."

Zhang Yingying covered her mouth and smiled, "Let me do it, I type fast."

Song Fanyin responded lazily, and reported the answer for Zhang Yingying to fill in.

Qin Chao listened on the sidelines, feeling like he was about to doubt his life.

Shit, there is such an explanation?

Ah, so there is such a solution?

This molecular formula is written like this?He hadn't remembered it.

In about 10 minutes, all [-] questions were answered. Except for one of which Zhang Yingying accidentally wrote wrong because Zhang Yingying didn't pay attention, all the others were correct.

Zhang Yingying was a little confused, she glanced at the time in disbelief, "Is it over?"

The duration of the exam was given as two hours. She had predicted before that there were too many questions, and she might not be able to answer them in two hours.

But... Now it takes four to ten minutes to finish the answer.

For the other groups, they haven't even finished the multiple-choice questions.

Song Fanyin stretched his waist, got up slowly, "Let's go."

Zhang Yingying gave a dumbfounded oh, stood up quickly, and followed.

Otherwise, the invigilator saw a few people leaving and frowned, "What are you doing? The exam is not over yet?"

If he remembered correctly, these people belonged to the virus hospital, right?Why is Lao She so careless in picking people now?I don't even know the rules of the exam room.

Qin Chao felt a little guilty, and rubbed his head, "Teacher, we have finished all the answers."

Although it is indeed finished, why do I feel a little embarrassed.

The teacher who was about to take the exam frowned, and didn't believe Qin Chao's words at all, "Stop messing around, sit back quickly, I can pretend that this incident didn't happen, otherwise you have to know the consequences, if your score is too low, you will be dismissed."

Everyone also looked at the three of them with sarcasm.

An Ru sneered directly, "Sure enough, the Virus Institute is so bad now that I can't even do the questions, so I can only leave the venue in despair."

Song Fanyin tapped his fingers on the table and said lazily, "It is indeed done. If the teacher doesn't believe it, you can watch the screen."

other people:"……"

Are the people in the virus hospital crazy?Even such big words can be said.