Song Yao taught this class for a full two hours. The first hour was normal lecture time, and the last hour was when he got excited and dragged out the class.

If the first hour is about students trying to remember and understand, then the content in the second hour is already so obscure that they can only write it down by hand and study it later.

When Song Yao announced that today's class was over, everyone breathed a deep sigh of relief.

However, it wasn't over yet. Song Yao continued: "Next, I will give you some homework. The content of the homework is very simple. I will write it directly on the blackboard and you can copy it by yourselves."

He was very good at writing on blackboards, and in just two minutes he almost filled up the entire blackboard. The students' faces turned pale and they wished they could cry for their fathers and mothers.

Song Yao threw down the chalk and clapped his hands with satisfaction: "Okay, get out of class is over."

Seeing the screams of the students below, Song Yao was delighted to see it, and the smile on his lips almost failed to suppress: "It will be submitted before tomorrow afternoon, everyone hurry up."

The miserable howl suddenly reached another level, and Song Yao smiled even happier.

Needless to say, when he was a child, he hated having too many homeworks, but when he became a teacher, he realized that assigning a lot of homework to the students was really a relief, especially when he saw them screaming miserably, it felt so good.

"Stop yelling, do you think I am willing to give you so much homework?"

"Do it well and study hard. The knowledge you learn is yours, not mine."

"I have taught so many students, but your class is the least willing to do homework."

After saying these three famous quotes, Song Yao went straight to the testing site in a happy mood.

Of course, in the company of a group of military comrades.

The students were still wailing, but when they saw the good-looking Professor Song leaving majestically surrounded by a group of soldiers, they started gossiping again.

"What is Professor Song's background? No matter where he goes, there are so many soldiers around him. There must be at least thirty of them, right?"

"Professor Song works at a national research institute. What's your background? He must be a very important researcher. Did you forget that we have to sign a confidentiality agreement if we want to take Professor Song's class?"

The students were young after all, and they temporarily forgot the pain of studying in front of the gossip, and gathered together to discuss Professor Song with great interest.

"Don't forget that Professor Song is so young. He has a very high status and prestige in the institute. Yesterday I saw Mr. Zhao Zhiru saying hello to Professor Song. That was Mr. Zhao Zhiru."

They are all in this field, and they basically know the big guys among the scientific researchers. Mr. Zhao Zhiru is a very impressive big guy. He is the type who teaches them that they should feel like smoke is coming from their ancestral graves.

But for such a powerful person, it was him who greeted the younger Professor Song Yao, which was very shocking.

Another student said: "More than that, haven't you noticed? These few times Professor Song has been in class, Mr. Zhao Zhiru, Mr. Liu Gang, Mr. Ma Miaoyong, Mr. Yu Keke... so many powerful gentlemen will be listening at the back window of the classroom. "

"What?! Really? I didn't notice it."

"Professor Song's class was too difficult. I just listened to it and never looked back."

The student said with certainty: "It's true, and doesn't Professor Song always come to class? Those gentlemen only come during class time. I guess they come to listen to the next hour of class, but today they don't Come on, I don’t know why.”

"I can't understand what Professor Song talks about every time he drags me out of class. It seems that it's not that Professor Song's teachings are profound, but that I'm too useless."

"Me too. I didn't expect so many powerful gentlemen to be listening. Fortunately, although I didn't understand it before, I have memorized the content. I will slowly study and ask the teacher in the future, and one day I will be able to understand it."

Since this group of students could be selected, they were all the best among their peers. When they first took Song Yao's class, they secretly questioned him because he was too young.

After taking a class, all these doubts were dispelled. From then on, when they saw Song Yao, they wanted to respect Song Yao as much as possible.

I just didn't expect that not only did they respect Professor Song, but even the famous bosses respected Professor Song Yao so much.

"Professor Song is so awesome, why have I never seen him on the news?"

"Yes, Professor Song's name is not on the celebrity list. Isn't he from HKUST? I have never seen Professor Song's name on the HKUST celebrity list."

"Did Professor Song have already graduated when the celebrity list was released? Didn't the celebrity list only come out four years ago?"

Someone objected: "How old was Professor Song four years ago? He is nineteen years old this year, but he was only fifteen four years ago, right?"

"As you said, Professor Song is only nineteen years old, isn't he still a professor?"

For them, everything about Song Yao is mysterious.

He is young but already a professor. Although he is not famous outside, he is respected by everyone in the institute. No matter where he goes, he is surrounded by a group of soldiers.

Moreover, they took a sneak peek and saw that each of those military comrades was carrying a gun. They knew that it was definitely not a fake gun.

While everyone was discussing, a weak voice appeared:

"Do you think it's possible that Comrade Song is Professor Song Yao?"

These words instantly stirred up a stir, and the students who had just calmed down began to discuss excitedly: "Yes, yes! In fact, that's what I feel!"

"I've always thought so, but I didn't dare to say it. After all, Professor Song is too young."

"You actually think so too! I thought I was the only one who thought so!"

Now that the Internet has matured, 70% of the people in Zhongzhou know the existence of Comrade Song.

From the penguin car at the beginning, to earthquake prediction machines, networks, protective shields, submarines, stealth aircraft, etc., when reporting on the news, the person in charge is always the same three words: Comrade Song.

Every year on the Zhongzhou Forum, there are posts speculating on who Comrade Song is. If the surname is Song and he is called Comrade, why are there Comrade xxx and he is not Comrade Song?

Why is there never a word about him in the reports?

Many people have done a decent analysis. Some people have judged that Comrade Song is related to the University of Science and Technology, because many of his research and development projects are co-signed by the University of Science and Technology. Others have judged that the state did not disclose his name in order to protect Comrade Song. After all, many scientific researchers have spent their entire lives. It is not uncommon for people not to be exposed to the media.

Some people even judged that other countries should know Comrade Song's true identity, but they didn't know why Zhongzhou didn't make it public, and those countries didn't make it public either.

Now, these students all have the same idea: "Professor Song is Comrade Song."

Even when those research and development came out, according to Professor Song's age, he was only half a child, but they just felt that he was Professor Song.

"Although I don't know if it's Professor Song, no one should tell anyone about this matter."

"Of course, Professor Song will definitely be in danger if he tells anyone about it."

"We have to keep Professor Song's secret. We have agreed that no one is allowed to tell it."

The students began to promise that even if they guessed it, they would use their own power to protect Professor Song, who was so young but too genius to be human.

Song Yao, who they decided to protect silently, was looking up at Zhao Xiaodong flying high in the sky at the large testing site.

He was filled with jealousy: "Why can Zhao Xiaodong go up and I can't? I was the one who made the wings, so I should go up first."

Wang Duo, who has grown into a shy and delicate young man, coughed dryly and reminded: "You can't do it through physical training."

Song Yao felt a little guilty at first, and then confidently lied:

"Isn't it just two points short? The physical training was originally to increase the passing line by 20 points just to be on the safe side. In fact, according to the principle, I passed."

Zhou Yiyi, who had just come down from the sky, strode over with a pair of compressed wings. Just when he heard this, the tough young man laughed rudely:

"Song Yao'er, you have the ability to say this to your students. Let's see if they laugh at you."

Song Yao rolled his eyes: "Do you have the ability to tell your students about you falling from the sky last week? Who was carried to the hospital at that time?"

On Monday, his hair exploded instantly: "Brother Lu Ju and the others were too nervous! My protective function was turned on very fast, and nothing happened at all. They were the ones who forcibly carried me away!"

Song Yao said slowly, "Yes, yes, yes. Not only did I forcefully carry you away, I also took photos."

"What? Take pictures?! Just take pictures of me flying in the sky. Why take pictures of me being carried away?"

"It's not like you don't know them. They take all the photos." Song Yao glanced around and saw that Yuan Jiang was not there, so he sneaked up to Yi Yiyi and said, "Hey, let's talk about it. Let me play with your wings."

Monday immediately became vigilant: "Don't even think about it. If you fall, how will I explain to everyone?"

"It won't fall down. I have a lot of flying experience. You will know when you let me fly. I guarantee to surprise you."

Monday: "You lied to me again. You have never actually flown once. Where do you get any flying experience?"

Wang Duo also advised: "Yes Yao'er, you can do other things normally, but this kind of thing is risking your life. Your physical fitness is not up to standard and you have no experience. It's too dangerous."

Song Yao, who has flown through the learning system thousands of times: "..."

Even 005 said: [Host, your physical fitness is indeed not up to par. Although there is only a 0.1% chance of an accident, the flight is not standardized and the relatives are in tears. It is recommended that the host's physical fitness is over before flying in real life. 】

Song Yao was about to open his mouth to retort, but suddenly thought of something, closed his mouth, nodded and said: "You are right, flying wings relies too much on physical fitness. If I don't pass the physical fitness test, I can't fly. I don't need flying wings to fly!"

Wang Duo was very coaxing. When he saw Song Yao's promise not to fly, he immediately felt relieved. He relaxed his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Just think about it. Let's do this. I will train with you in the afternoon. According to your talent, a It will definitely pass within the week.”

He always felt that there was something cunning about Song Yao's pretty face, as if he was planning something: "Yao'er, have you really decided not to fly? You won't fly secretly in the middle of the night, right?"

Song Yao spoke righteously: "How could it be! Am I that kind of person?"

Song Yao coughed dryly: "Although I am a little adventurous in other things, I still pay great attention to life safety, okay?"

When it comes to cherishing life, Song Yao is ranked second, and no one dares to call it first.

I don’t know how many spies, big and small, have wanted to get close to him over the years. Some of them actually made them go to great lengths to get in. But each one of them made him alert in various ways before they even got close to Song Yao. Found.

Only on Monday did he feel relieved. Looking at Song Yao's face, which became more and more beautiful as he grew older, he started to worry about whether Song Yao would be sad if everyone could fly, but he couldn't fly.

"Wang Duo is right. If you practice hard, you will definitely pass the test in a week. Don't you want to dye your wings? I have some pigments here that I mixed. Come and get them tonight."

Song Yao smiled and thanked: "Thank you, then you can continue the experiment, I will go back first."

Looking at his back as he walked away easily, Wang Duo was still a little worried: "Is Yao'er sad? Otherwise, I won't fly anymore. I'll go and accompany him."

Zhou Yi grabbed him and said, "Don't worry, he won't be sad because of such a trivial matter. I think Yao'er seems to be very impatient and doesn't know what his plans are."

Wang Duo: "Ah? He can't really fly secretly, right? It's very dangerous."

"Don't worry, it won't happen. Don't worry about it. Yao'er knows it well. If he needs our help, he will come to us. He obviously wants to do something on his own. If we go there, he will find a way to get rid of us. us."

Wang Duo still believed in Zhou Yi's judgment and looked back at Song Yao several times uneasy before leaving with him.

I have to say that Monday’s judgment is really first-rate.

Surrounded by a large number of military comrades, Song Yao walked all the way to his own laboratory.

After telling no one to come in, the young man closed the door, came to the test stand with familiarity, and happily knocked on the huge...

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