Yan Hao got stuck in the parts pile and hadn't come out in one day. Seeing that it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, Pang Lao saw that Yan Hao hadn't left yet, so he went in and forcibly blasted people out. When leaving, Yan Hao looked reluctant, looking at Pang Lao's expression, as if the little pitiful being beaten by a mandarin duck, Pang Lao couldn't laugh or cry.
"You still have to go to class on Monday, and you can't mess around with your work and rest on weekends." Old Pang explained angrily.
Although Yan Hao could learn all the mecha knowledge from him, Pang Lao didn't want to deprive Yan Hao of his university life.
"The sensor in my hand was only half removed." Yan Hao said, holding the half removed sensor in his hand.
Old Pang twitched his mouth: "Take it back and take it apart."
"I'll go back after taking it down here." Yan Hao suggested.
"Get another one after the dismantling? It's beautiful." It's not the first time that Pang Lao admits students. These little tricks are not seen once or twice.
There was a touch of disappointment on Yan Hao's face, and he could only leave the laboratory with the sensor half removed in his hand.
A good night's sleep, the next day Yan Hao got up earlier than the day before, went to the third cafeteria to buy soup dumplings that Pang Lao liked, and arrived under the laboratory half an hour earlier. When people walked to the laboratory building, he suddenly remembered that Pang Lao wanted to see Sheng Heng, and hurriedly called over with a newsletter.
Fortunately, Sheng Heng has also gotten up to exercise. I heard that Pang Lao asked him and ran to the laboratory building from where he exercised in less than ten minutes. When Sheng Heng arrived, his forehead was still soaked with sweat, his breath was slightly warm, his clothes were clean and fresh, and he took it off during exercise and just put it on.
"Xiao Hao, I am not late." Sheng Heng stopped in front of Yan Hao.
"No." Yan Hao shook his head, then raised his finger to Sheng Heng's right cuff.
Sheng Heng raised his hand and looked at it and found that the button on the cuff of his right hand was not buttoned properly. He quickly used his left hand to button it, but his left hand was no more dexterous than his right hand. He did not button it after several times.
"I'll help you." Seeing Sheng Heng's inconvenience, Yan Hao took the initiative to help Sheng Heng buckle up.
"Alright." Yan Hao raised his head, his eyes caught off guard into a pair of smiling eyes. At the same time, a strong male hormone breath mixed with the smell of sweat rushed toward his face. For no reason, Yan Hao became a little uncomfortable.
"Thank you." Sheng Heng said.
"You're welcome." Yan Hao lowered his head, backed up, this step back was particularly large.
Sheng Heng's eyes flashed, but he didn't say a word, just said: "Let's go in."
"Yeah." Seeing that Sheng Heng hadn't found himself uncomfortable, Yan Hao heaved a sigh of relief, hurriedly walked a few steps, and went in and pressed the elevator. Soon, the two reached the tenth floor.
After entering the laboratory, Yan Hao left the breakfast for Pang Lao, and after introducing Sheng Heng, he was sent to the parts stack by Pang Lao and continued to dismantle the parts. After Yan Hao left, Old Pang found a table everywhere, just like yesterday, and sat down to eat breakfast, and silently looked at Sheng Heng as he ate.
Pang Lao looked at this for the entire breakfast time. He didn't speak, just a pair of eyes, always staring at Sheng Heng. This feeling of being stared at all the time is uncomfortable. Normal people can't help but ask a question after being looked at for more than ten seconds, but Sheng Heng smiled all the way, just standing there and letting Old Pang look at it.
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