I use the learning system to engage in technology

The next day, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were nesting under the tree, talking to Heather about what they saw in Honey City.

Shinan listened attentively, and after they finished speaking, he suddenly said:

"You have done a lot of things, have you reviewed?"

Song Yao: "..."

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

Of course...no.

Their original plan was to make a TV and everything would be fine, so they had plenty of time to review.

As a result, the TV turned out to be good but had no electricity, so the two of them had no choice but to build a solar generator.

When it was done, I didn’t expect that the country would praise it again.

So they just focused on being happy and completely forgot about the review.

Thinking that before setting off, she had vowed that Heather would look good, Song Yao had a stern look on her face and her head was spinning wildly.

And Zhao Xiaodong was no less willing to give in. Just now he was proudly waiting for his sister to praise him, but now he was thinking about ideas one after another.

But no matter what the two little boys think, they still have to maintain their dignity.

Song Yao: "I told you a long time ago that even if I don't review, I will still be number one."

Zhao Xiaodong: "Me too, I'm still second."

As soon as Shi Nan saw the guilty looks on their faces, he knew that they must have stopped studying.

She chuckled:

"I've been reviewing for the past month, and I don't know if I can move forward."

As soon as Heather left, the two children immediately started reviewing on the spot.

Compared with Zhao Xiaodong's re-reading to search for memories, Song Yao's review is much simpler.

He just needed to temporarily remove a lot of things from his mind.

But there are more important things ahead.

It’s the New Year.

The Song family started preparations early.

Teacher He has also gone home for the New Year. Father Song went with her when he went to Lecheng on a business trip.

Xinghe County is a county with cultural gaps.

The good news is that there is no fault line in Dashu Village. The bad news is that even if there is no fault line, the people in Dashu Village are not very educated.

Everyone just joins in the fun during the Chinese New Year.

Since the day is approaching, people have been coming to the Song family to pay New Year's greetings.

Some of them are far away, so they can only come early, and some of them have people at home paying New Year greetings, so they can't move around in time.

In the past, Song Yao was responsible for nestling in her grandma's arms, listening to a group of people chatting in the room, and then being touched on the head, pinched on the face, and given something delicious.

Because of the last item, Song Yao still liked this link quite a lot.

He still likes it this year...

Why don't you like it if someone praises it?

The child who felt that he was an adult refused to nest in his grandma's arms. He found a place to sit down and warm himself by the fire. After sitting for a while, he surrendered to the cold weather and nestled in the arms of brother Yuan Jiang.

Naturally, this move caused a burst of laughter:

"Yao'er is still the same as before."

"Year by year, Yao'er has grown up."

"That was commended by the country. The ancestral graves of our Song family are smoking."

It is worth mentioning that because the road is difficult to walk, the time for everyone to chat is late at night.

Song Yao listened energetically at first, as if he was always waiting for praise.

Then as he listened, he unconsciously fell asleep in Yuan Jiang's arms.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already back in his small room.

Different from the previous script of waking up during the New Year and opening his eyes to find several relatives' children sleeping in his bed, Grandma Song did not arrange those children in his room this year.

Children inevitably like to explore and run around, and there are many things he made in Song Yao's room.

Grandma Song didn't know what it was used for, so she simply blocked the way for other children to come to Song Yao's room.

Zhao Xiaodong was very envious of this.

Their house had few rooms, so relatives could only be accommodated in these rooms when they came, so all the things in his room suffered.

A child of several years old would sweetly call him "brother" while groping everywhere with his hands.

He can't beat him.

He was so frustrated that he hid all his things in Heather's room.

Maybe it's because of Heather's strong aura, maybe it's because of her appearance, but none of the kids dared to make trouble with her.

Even if there were girls placed in Heather's room, they would all run out as soon as they woke up.

Mother Zhao was pleased with this:

"As expected, girls should be more well-behaved."

Mother Zhao, who was widowed at a young age, has always had two big regrets in her heart.

The first is that her husband died early. After she got through the pain, she inevitably had to worry that her son would feel inferior because he did not have a father and would have a difficult life.

This point disappeared smoothly after Zhao Xiaodong and Song Yao became good friends.

Even though he was playing around with Song Yao and getting into trouble, he didn't show any signs of inferiority. The two of them could almost tear down the entire village together.

The second is that her original plan for the next generation of the family was to have one son and one daughter.

Just like Grandma Zhao, Mother Zhao's life was not very good when she was a little girl, so she inevitably thought about giving birth to a girl in the future to make up for her original regrets.

Grandma Zhao almost raised Mother Zhao as her own daughter.

If Zhao’s mother wants to wait for her daughter-in-law, she will probably have to wait for a long time.

So when Song Yao played with Zhao Xiaodong, she was very happy in her heart.

Of course Song Yao is not a little girl, but he is prettier, fairer, and speaks better than the little girl.

But now, she has a real little girl as her adopted daughter.

Zhao's mother was very happy. The way she expressed her happiness was to buy new clothes for Shi Nan.

The Zhao family is not short of money now, and Zhao’s mother also has a lot of money.

It just so happened that the Chinese New Year was coming again, and she made every effort to dress up her children.

When Song Yao came to Zhao's house to play, she almost laughed when she saw them.

"Hahahahahahahaha I'm laughing so hard, hahahahaha!"

Zhao Xiaodong was annoyed by the laughter, tugged on his red clothes, and hummed:

"What's so funny? I have to wear red during the Chinese New Year."

Song Yao was still laughing.

Of course you have to wear red during the Chinese New Year, but the problem is, Zhao Xiaodong has a dark face.

He was originally a wheat-colored boy, and he went to Honey City for a month. Even in winter, the sun there was very poisonous, and the two children ran specifically to the sun.

After going back and forth, Zhao Xiaodong's entire face was completely tanned.

But what Mother Zhao had prepared for them were red clothes that represented celebration. The red clothes and black faces made people laugh to death.

Song Yao choked back a laugh:

"Zhao Xiaodong, if you dress like this and ask for red envelopes, those uncles, aunts, grandparents, might be frightened by you."

Zhao Xiaodong snorted:

"Then I'll let Heather go in first."

After seeing Heather, everyone will definitely not feel that he is out of place when they see him again.

While the two children were talking, Heather came out.

Song Yao laughed directly at Zhao Xiaodong, and was dumbfounded at Shi Nan, forgetting to even smile.

Everyone knows what Heather looks like...

It wouldn't be so scary if I just wore red clothes.

The key is that Mother Zhao carefully braided her hair with rubber bands of different colors.

That picture is quite a test of one's heart.

Shinan had already looked in the mirror, but she didn't care at all. She even touched the braids on her head happily:

"How do you like it? Doesn't this braid look good?"

Listen, she asked directly about the braid instead of asking herself.

Song Yao hesitated: "It looks good..."

He turned to look at Zhao Xiaodong, and finally understood why he said that the children were so well-behaved in front of Shi Nan.

It's funny for Zhao Xiaodong to wear it like this, but it's so scary for Shi Nan to wear it like that.

The key is that Heather himself doesn't care at all.

Even happy.

As one of the people who was almost bought by human traffickers, Shinan has always been very proud of his appearance.

She also tried very hard to sunbathe in various ways, just because she was afraid that her skin would turn white again.

While Song Yao was looking at her with an expression that said, "This is not a product of the world at all," Zhao's mother opened the curtain and came in.

"Yao'er is here? Come on, my aunt has made you a set of clothes, the same as theirs. Come and try it on."

Just like them...

Song Yao looked at Zhao Xiaodong, who was as thick as black charcoal, and then at Shinan, whose face was as smug as a ghost story:

"...Auntie, can I not wear it?"

Mother Zhao picked him up and said:

"Don't the three of you always do activities together? As you are celebrating the New Year, of course you have to dress the same way. Don't worry, auntie knows that your skin is tender and the fabrics are good, so you must be comfortable to wear."

Song Yao was held in the arms of Mother Zhao, and she did not forget to extend her little hand to Zhao Xiaodong and Shinan for help.

However, the two brothers and sisters had no intention of saving him at all, and looked interested and waiting.

After Song Yao came out.

The happy expression on Zhao Xiaodong's face instantly collapsed.

Heather nodded vigorously.

Seeing them like this, Song Yao immediately knew that he was well dressed.

The child immediately stood up and ran to the mirror to take a look.

He was dressed in red, with red lips and white teeth, delicate facial features, and a face that Grandma Song had become extremely rounded in the past few days. He looked like the fat baby holding a fish in the New Year paintings.

"Hey, I'm so pretty."

Song Yao looked back at Zhao Xiaodong and Shinan with a look of understanding on his face.

It turns out that it’s not the clothes that are bad, it’s the people’s problem.

Zhao Xiaodong knew what he was thinking as soon as he saw him like that, and said angrily:

"I'm not convinced. Why are we all sunbathing together, but you can't get a tan?"

Speaking of this, Song Yao shouted even louder than him:

"I have the nerve to say that I told you not to be exposed to the sun and to cover your face, but you just didn't listen."

Seeing that Zhao Xiaodong was still unconvinced and wanted to say something, the child immediately started talking loudly:

“If you stay in the sun all the time, it’s not just a question of whether you’ll be dark or not, it will also cause wrinkles on your face, make you age quickly, cause spots on your face, and dry hair. If you stay in the sun for a long time, it will also affect your eyesight! "

Zhao Xiaodong: "...Isn't it just to bask in the sun? Why are there so many things?"

Before he could ask carefully, Shi Nan sat up with a shocked look on his face:

“Will the sun affect your hair???”

She has always been very satisfied with her appearance that can scare off human traffickers. The only thing she is not satisfied with is her hair that has been withered and yellow due to malnutrition.

Now Leng Buding heard what Song Yao said, and Shinan was shocked.

She had never heard that sun exposure would make hair dry.

Song Yao proudly stood on the stool, with an expression on his face that said, "You don't know, don't you know?" He gave the brother and sister some popular science:

"Anyway, if the intensity of the sun is high, the hair will lose moisture and of course it will dry out."

Heather immediately touched her hair several times nervously.

She decided not to deliberately bask in the sun next time.

If you have white spots, then you will have white spots. Hair is what matters.

Zhao Xiaodong pondered with a depressed look on his face, whether his eyesight or his masculinity was more important.

Yes, Song Yao would cover his face every time he saw the sun. In his eyes, he was more sophisticated than girls.

Song Yao doesn't care about them.

The child told them firmly:

"You all know that I am very important. Zhao Xiaodong can testify to this. There was a spy who wanted to steal me before."

Zhao Xiaodong nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, fortunately, I stepped forward bravely and knocked him down in one go."

Song Yao added: "We defeated him together."

Shinan didn't know the details, so he believed it and nodded with a serious look.

Although she was not interested in making things, she also knew that someone might be watching the two of them, so she practiced martial arts diligently.

Song Yao received the approval of his two friends, and his little tail raised naturally:

"So, for someone as important as me, of course I have to protect myself."

"Heather, look at your brother, he sometimes gets happy reading novels and secretly turns on the light at night to continue reading. It's very undesirable."

Song Yao had always wanted to criticize Zhao Xiaodong, but now he had found an opportunity, and he was very enthusiastic about it.

"As a genius, he should understand that he is also very important. Of course, this importance is second only to me."

"So he should protect himself, whether it's his eyesight or other parts of his body. Tsk, I think if he keeps going like this, he will become myopic sooner or later."

Zhao Xiaodong: "...I just watched it once."

Just that one time, Song Yao found out about it, and she started nagging him for more than a month.

As a result, Zhao Xiaodong now goes to bed at midnight and doesn't dare to stay up late at all.

Otherwise, he was afraid that Song Yao would be nagging him in his dreams.

Song Yao was very confident: "If I hadn't found out and told you, would you have only seen that one time?!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

Of course it won't.

The novel was so good that he couldn't sleep after reading it.

Anyway, Song Yao's point of view is very clear.

Whether it’s being exposed to the sun without protection, or staying up late reading novels, it’s all not advisable when it comes to children!

He's a genius.

Brother Yuan Jiang has said that he will be the one who can change the country in the future (in fact, he is already changing now). No matter what the reason is, Song Yao must take good care of himself.

So he was determined to go to bed early and get up early, sleep nine hours a day, and never stay up late no matter how busy he was with things.

And when eating, he also eats three standard meals a day. He stretches his body every morning and practices martial arts with brother Yuan Jiang.

Song Yao felt that he was too healthy and knowledgeable to protect limited resources (himself).

So he said super firmly:

"Zhao Xiaodong, you must also follow my example! It's not for you, it's for our Central Continent!!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

He didn't understand until Song Yao agreed in a daze.

Didn't he just stay up all night?

Why did it get to the point where staying up late means I'm sorry for Zhongzhou, I'm sorry for my parents, and I'm sorry for the whole world?

Shi Nan, who was not assigned to the health care team because of his wrong profession, volunteered:

"Then I will also learn from you in the future."

Zhao Xiaodong looked at her with dead eyes, as if he were looking at a fool who had thrown himself into a trap:

"If you don't work for the country in the future, why are you learning this?"

Shi Nan hummed imitating Song Yao:

"I will become a glorious reporter in the future, exposing injustices in the world. I do this for the people I will save in the future! By the way, I remember Yao'er said that eating too much sugar is not good.

Since you want to maintain your health now, do all those sweets belong to me? "

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong gave her a big look.

"Dream!"

"impossible!"

The three children looked at each other and suddenly understood the eagerness in each other's eyes.

I have to say that the tacit understanding among children is really strong.

In just one second, they almost simultaneously grabbed the candy that Grandma Zhao gave them on the table.

"Mine!!"??3.

Mother Zhao opened the curtain and came in with a smile, carrying a few steamed buns:

"How about some steamed buns?"

Then I saw the three children who were sitting neatly just now, screaming and almost fighting together.

Song Yao pressed down on Shinan to grab the candies in her hand. Shinan used her backhand to dig into his pocket. Zhao Xiaodong was pressed down by two people, protecting a large pile of candies underneath him.

"Ah!! Mine!"

"My, my, my! Heather, you are not loyal!"

"I'm still loyal! Hand over the candy! I saw it!"

Because the three of them were wearing the same clothes, in Zhao’s eyes, a blush rolled over them, and then came back again.

she:"……"

Grandma Zhao was busy in the kitchen. When she saw her daughter-in-law coming back with steamed buns, she asked strangely:

"They won't eat?"

impossible.

These three geese have the virtue of plucking their feathers. How can they not eat buns if they are available?

Mother Zhao silently put the buns back.

"They are a bit busy now, let's eat later."

Grandma Zhao realized instantly: "Are they fighting again?"

Mother Zhao nodded silently.

If it was a two-person battle between Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong before, then after joining Shinan, it was a three-person melee.

Anyway, except for me, they are all enemies.

The children liked to play and make noise, but the two families ignored them.

It would be strange if these three skinny monkeys suddenly became behaved one day.

Grandma Zhao said firmly: "Just watch it, the room will feel too small after a while."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong could only hold on to one battlefield in the room before.

Isn't this a bit insufficient with the heather position?

Of course, the child firmly denied that there was another reason why Zhao Xiaodong had grown taller again.

Sure enough, just as Grandma Song said, three children rushed out after a while, chasing and playing.

The courtyard that had just been quiet after seeing off the guests suddenly became lively.

Grandma Zhao smiled and made dumplings in the kitchen.

Wrap one and take a look outside.

Starting from this year, their home has become lively.

It looks like it's not much different from other people's homes.

She smiled and said to her daughter-in-law:

"Look, these three kids are playing so well. I played like this with Dongdong's grandfather when I was a kid."

Mother Zhao looked at the three children who were starting to fight indiscriminately outside. Each one was more ruthless than the other and they had begun to bite each other. She thought to herself:

It's a miracle that you two can get married.

***

The busy and rewarding new year is over.

Song Yao has gained a lot, and the child is very happy for this.

Grandma Song thinks her grandson is a bit silly.

Why are you so happy? There are many children in their family, but Song Yao is the only one in their family.

She had to multiply the red envelopes received by Song Yao several times to return them.

But seeing her grandson, who was already considered the richest man in Dashu Village, happily hiding the little money, she still swallowed the rest of her words.

He only warned: "There are many people during the New Year. If you want to go to the county to play, remember to follow your brother Yuan Jiang."

Song Yao agreed wholeheartedly, turned around and went to the county to play as expected.

Xinghe County also had the most lively year this year.

This year everyone has money in their hands and is generous with their spending. Many people have set up stalls and come all the way. It is very lively.

The point is, there's nothing petty about it.

I heard from the county magistrate that word has spread among thieves that their police comrades in Xinghe County are particularly ruthless, arrest people very quickly, and have motorcycles that are a magic weapon for chasing people.

The police patrolled diligently and the people were very sharp-eyed.

Two human traffickers had been arrested in Xinghe County before, and all the thieves who came to join in the fun during the exchange meeting also entered.

It made people in the thieves world panic, and they became embarrassed when mentioning Xinghe County.

On the opposite side is Huling County.

It has always been prosperous there, and many thief groups have spawned there. The two counties are close to each other. When Xinghe County was poor in the past, it was okay if there were no thieves.

After all, even if you are poor, you can't afford to steal.

This year's Xinghe County Exchange Meeting was a success. The county magistrate secured several large orders, and Factory Director Fang's factory also expanded several times, supporting countless families.

It's not enough to be said to be extremely rich, but it can still be called having enough food and clothing.

As a result, there was still no thief.

Although Xinghe County didn't say anything, the officials in Huling County still felt that this was a bit of a slap in the face.

The county magistrate said quite proudly:

"They sent people over there to learn from our advanced experience. Hey, there is no advanced experience. It's just that the police comrades are great."

As soon as Song Yao saw his expression, he knew that the county magistrate was so proud that he was almost flying to the sky.

But he should also be proud.

The county magistrate has paid great attention to these issues from the beginning. He held several meetings before the exchange meeting and even paid close attention to it personally on the day of the exchange meeting.

Now that he has achieved a good result, if he is not satisfied, then he is not talking nonsense.

And there was something else that made him happy:

"The country has confirmed that your detector can indeed be used in criminal cases."

When Song Yao listened to other things, he still looked like "I'll just listen to it". When he heard this, he instantly became energetic:

"Really? Then there won't be any criminal cases in the future?"

The county magistrate who wanted to praise him a few more words said: "...of course there will still be some."

"If there is a case like this in the future, you can use some function of your detector to find the suspect and determine who is the murderer."

Song Yao is from Xinghe County. As the county magistrate of Xinghe County, he has always done well. It can be said that he gave Song Yao the green light before Song Yao was discovered by the country.

For this reason, the county magistrate can also get news in advance about some matters.

For example, in the follow-up incident this time, he mysteriously told Song Yao:

"The state has decided to conduct a large-scale investigation. Everyone must be fingerprinted."

Song Yao opened his eyes in shock.

He was not shocked by having his fingerprints taken, but he was shocked by the time.

Because the blood tester was used, the children looked for relevant information in the learning system.

The fingerprinting of all the people in Central Continent happened ten years later in history.

Is the country actually so far ahead of schedule? !

That’s awesome! !

It wasn't that Song Yao was confident, but that the only variable he could see was himself. He also asked the county magistrate mysteriously:

"Tell me, from a certain point of view, this fingerprint recording is something that I contributed to?"

The county magistrate nodded firmly: "Forget it."

He was like a proud parent who saw his child become a child. He said with certainty:

"You've made a good start. This is what I know so far."

He leaned close to Song Yao's ear and told him what he knew so far.

Song Yao, the person involved, opened his eyes slightly in shock.

"Did everyone do so much in such a short period of time?"

Does Song Yao do a lot?

Of course, there are a lot of them, but he can find out the subsequent derivatives from the various things he made, explore the new technologies inside, keep experimenting, and then apply them.

These were completed in just half a year.

Song Yao himself couldn't do this.

The county magistrate thought this was normal:

"The country has a scientific research team, do you still remember it, Comrade Wu?"

Song Yao nodded:

"Remember, we can still write letters to each other."

It is said that if he had not been the one who wrote the letters, the letters would not even have been sent.

Only because the person who wrote the letter was Song Yao, Mr. Wu could communicate with him smoothly.

The county magistrate said:

"The project Mr. Wu is working on now has a total of more than 3,000 people."

Song Yao was so shocked that he almost dropped the candied haws in his hand: "More than three thousand???"

The county magistrate nodded: "More than three thousand."

"You still remember when he came to Xinghe County, right? Since then he has been working on this project. There are more than 3,000 people working hard for more than half a year, and the New Year is not over yet."

Song Yao was stunned when he heard this.

For a child whose goal has always been "I want to find ten, twenty, or even thirty people to help me," having more than 3,000 people working on a project is a shock to his jaw.

The child was so frightened that he quickly bit into a candied haws and ate it to suppress his shock.

The county magistrate patted his young shoulder:

"Now you know, there are really many people working hard in Zhongzhou."

Song Yao turned his head and looked at the excitement below:

"Then they really won't go home during the Chinese New Year?"

The county magistrate nodded: "Most of them don't reply. That's what scientific research is like. It's hard work and you have to keep it secret. When you're so busy, you don't even have time to eat."

The child, who has been doing scientific research all this time, but it is not hard and does not eat three meals a day, immediately said:

"But I'm not tired at all. No matter how busy I am, I will still eat!"

If he doesn't eat, Brother Yuan Jiang will still chase him to feed him.

The county magistrate smiled: "So, it's good for you to be like this, but you can't be like old Comrade Wu. Do you think the guards around him are also urging him to take medicine and eat?

But when he got busy, he couldn't even think about eating, and focused on his work. "

Song Yao was greatly shocked.

He immediately decided that when he grew up, he would never become like this.

Busy and endlessly busy.

Why torture your stomach for a job you can do anytime?

After returning from the county, Song Yao immediately found a pen and paper and wrote a letter to Mr. Wu.

Then give it to Brother Yuanjiang and ask him to send it out.

He could vaguely realize that there seemed to be a special channel for letters between him and Mr. Wu. The evidence was that letters between them were always faster than ordinary letters.

Song Yao's letter was indeed delivered to Mr. Wu very quickly.

He had just finished his work and was taking medicine under the worried gaze of his comrade, the guard. He opened the letter and read it immediately.

Then he was persuaded by the child Song Yao, who was only eight years old, ah no, it was already the Chinese New Year, and he was nine years old.

Song Yao reiterated his theory of "I am a genius, so my body is super important."

When he saw the paragraph "We still have a lot of time, why do we have to overtax our bodies like this?" Mr. Wu smiled bitterly and put the letter aside.

The comrade security guard who had been saved remotely by Song Yao looked at his expression:

"Is it a letter from classmate Song Yao?"

Mr. Wu nodded: "Yes, you advised me to have a good rest and asked me to eat three meals a day on time. How can this child, at such a young age, be like you?"

Guard: "It's time for you to take a good rest. Your health is not good to begin with. You used to be busy, but now it's the Chinese New Year..."

Mr. Wu sighed:

"I know you all do it for my own good, but I don't have time."

When he went to Xinghe County before, the doctors could no longer find a solution. Now, more than half a year has passed, and his condition is gradually getting worse.

The good news is that he is not dead yet, but the bad news is that he will die eventually.

Mr. Wu feels grateful to have been able to hold on until now.

The guard had been following him for so long, and his eyes were full of pain:

"You really need to take a rest. If you take good treatment, you may be able to turn around."

Mr. Wu shook his head: "No more. You know, even if you look at the whole world, there is no more."

That's why he wanted to complete the project in hand at the last moment.

And recently, he felt that he was becoming more and more powerless.

Mr. Wu stood up slowly and turned to look at the clock hanging on the wall:

"Classmate Song Yao, you are nine years old."

"Now that the capital has been cleared, let's find a reason to let them come to the capital. That child can't be left alone in the small Xinghe County."

In the past, he could still write letters and teach remotely, but his health has been failing recently, and he is a little worried about his sudden departure.

For such a genius who is not inferior to Shen Shu, a few years of delay will be a loss to the country.

The guard agreed and persuaded:

"You really can't do this anymore. Just have a good sleep tonight."

Mr. Wu still insisted on continuing to work.

After all, he didn't know if he would sleep directly to death.

For a person with a disease that cannot be cured, every extra minute of work is earned.

It can’t be cured anyway, so what’s the use of taking care of the body.

Mr. Wu is working here with sadness and determination, and Song Yao over there is still looking through the book in his hand.

Zhao Xiaodong took a look at it and was startled by the skeleton image on it.

"Why are you reading this book again? Aren't all the detectors shipped away?"

Song Yao read it with gusto: "I think this book is very interesting."

This was sent to them by Brother Ye.

Song Yao and the others haven't figured out yet that not all college students are good at everything. When they encounter problems, they write letters and ask around.

Others might reply directly, "I don't know anything about medical care, and I'm not a professional in this field." But because Teacher He might be able to see it, Student Ye insisted on not showing any timidity.

He went to the Medical University alone countless times, hooked up with top students there, took notes and attended classes every day, and even the teachers in class were familiar with him.

Even Teacher He praised the two children:

"Comrade Ye Xinghua deserves to be the best achiever in our class. He really learns and lives till he grows old."

Student Ye successfully moved up many levels in Teacher He's mind.

He jumped from the top student to the god of study.

Now Teacher He no longer feels that what he said is not pleasant to listen to.

Maybe this is what people who are addicted to learning are like?

Watching Song Yao, he became addicted to studying. Wouldn't it be better to find a place to sit and close his eyes for an hour?

If Song Yao knew about it, he would definitely protest.

He was learning in his brain's learning system. If he wasn't sitting, should he be standing? How tiring that is.

All in all, because Teacher He never said "You can choose a major in college", and classmate Ye is like an omnipotent person, no matter what questions the children ask, he can swim (run), edge (break) and have (legs) )Remain.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong successfully had a beautiful misunderstanding.

College students should learn everything and know everything.

The child also felt very mature and sighed:

"No wonder everyone says that college students are the pride of heaven. It turns out that it is so difficult to get into college."

In order to successfully enter college, they decided to start preparing now.

As long as it is a book sent back by Brother Ye, they will read it! !

Not only did they read it, but they also wrote to Brother Ye and asked him, a mature college student, to help them answer the questions.

Once, Ye Xinghua couldn't find any students from other majors to ask, so he could only reply and said that he didn't know how to do it yet.

Then I received caring replies from two children.

It goes something like this:

"Ah? Brother Ye can't do it either? It doesn't matter. Brother Ye, don't feel sad. Everyone has something they are not good at. We can understand."

"If you are tired, take a good rest. When learning this thing, you have to combine work and rest."

Ye Xinghua: "..."

They were obviously here to care, but why did he always feel that these two children had a sense of "Oh my god, you can't even do this" in their words.

Isn’t it normal that he is not a professional in this field? !

He is smart, but he doesn’t have eighty brains and can learn all kinds of majors in the world! !

——Of course, he didn’t dare to reply like this.

What if classmate He Junwen also thinks that he should be able to do it.

Classmate He is so outstanding, so studious, and so hard-working. She must be someone who appreciates everything.

Ye Xinghua thought hard all night, and the next day he shamelessly took the bus to other schools to ask the teachers there.

So Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong still received the answer successfully.

They also praised each other, thinking that it must be their encouragement that allowed Brother Ye to regain his strength and learn hard.

In order to learn from Brother Ye, Song Yao would find time to study the books sent back by him no matter how busy he was.

Especially books from medical schools.

The more I look at it, the more interesting it becomes.

He always feels that medicine and science are similar.

Song Yao's child happily hugged the book and lay on Zhao Xiaodong's back. As he yelled angrily, he happily clicked on the human skeleton on the book:

"It's decided!!! I want to study medicine carefully!! I won't embarrass Brother Ye!!"

After receiving the letter a few days later, classmate Ye opened it tremblingly. He saw the various profound questions inside and chatted enthusiastically with the children who were obviously interested in it, and almost went dark.

Roommate: "Xinghua? What's wrong with you? Eh? Where are you wandering off to?"

Ye Xinghua’s face was numb: “Medical University.”

I have witnessed that he has been studying hard for more than half a year, and he has almost become an all-rounder. The admiration of his roommates:

"Xinghua, come on! You can do it!!"

Ye Xinghua grimaced and raised his fist: "I, I can...right?"

Help.

It is too difficult to find a wife.