"Unexpectedly, you can cook." Sheng Heng asked in surprise when he came out of the cafeteria.

"I have studied it for a while, but I always make it according to the recipe, so the taste may be average." Yan Hao said modestly.

"It tastes very good." Sheng Heng said immediately.

"Really?" Yan Hao was not very confident.

"Of course, if you don't believe me, ask them." Sheng Heng said.

Suddenly, the two people who were named were taken aback for a moment, and then nodded hurriedly: "It's delicious, it's delicious, it's much better than the canteen chef's."

"Yes, I want to get a small kitchen in our dormitory if it is delicious." He Shao also said.

Small kitchen? ! Doesn't this kid eat fish-flavored shredded pork once, and want to build a small kitchen? Shengheng brand eye knives flew over silently.

"..." He Shao only felt that the thorns were on his back, and he secretly said badly, and for a while, he was straightforward and said what he was thinking.

"You are too exaggerated. In fact, the food I cook has a taste." Yan Hao looked at He Shao and said, "If you like, you can buy a household robot. I can enter the recipe. When do you want to eat it anytime. can do."

"Oh, I just made a joke. I didn't want to really make a small kitchen. We have such heavy schoolwork, how can we have time to cook and eat by ourselves." He Shao waved his hand, "Moreover, the food made by robots is soulless. Come to eat in the cafeteria, let alone compare with what you did."

In fact, with the current level of technology, most housework can be replaced by robots, and cooking is naturally also possible. But even if technology has developed to such an extent, when robots are not needed, humans are more willing to do it themselves, and always feel that things made by machines without emotion are cold.

"Do you think the dishes I cook are better than robots?" A gleam of light flashed in Yan Hao's eyes.

"Hao, you always ask, do you really doubt yourself, or change the law and want us to praise you a few times?" He Shao asked.

"No, no." Yan Hao shook his head quickly, smiled, and said, "If you think it is delicious, I will make it for you next time."

"This is what you said, next time I will have spare ribs." He Shao immediately asked.

"No problem." Yan Hao agreed.

"Junior brother, can I order food?" Cheng Wenkang on the side also leaned forward.

"Yes, what do you want to eat?"

"I haven't figured it out yet. I will tell you when I think about it." Cheng Wenkang just joined the fun, and didn't really want to eat.

"Okay, where's Senior Sheng?" Yan Hao looked at Sheng Heng and asked, "Do you have something you like to eat?"

Sheng Heng looked at Yan Hao's happy expression, a little puzzled. Since he first met Yan Hao, Sheng Heng discovered a problem. Yan Hao is very smart, very committed, independent, rigorous, likes mecha manufacturing, and has a simple personality, but he has a personality flaw that he still does not understand. Sensitive, low self-esteem.

A handsome, good-looking person with excellent academic performance. He was admitted to the Mecha Department of Federal University with the first grade of Z star. He can even unlock the three-year data model published by Professor Sun. Why does such a talented person have a sensitive inferiority complex? character? Shouldn't people like him be proud and confident?

It's just a compliment that the food is delicious. Why do you have to repeatedly confirm? !

"Did someone say that the food you cook is not good?" Sheng Heng asked in a deep voice.

Yan Hao was taken aback.

"Or, someone said that the food you cook is the same as that made by the robot?" Sheng Heng recalled what Yan Hao had just said, extracting information.

The smile on Yan Hao's face completely diminished, as if thinking of some bad memory, he hesitated to change the topic: "Then what, I will call you when I cook next time. I'll pay. I want to preview the afternoon class, He Shao, let's go."

After finishing speaking, Yan Hao took He Shao, who was bewildered, quickly left from the other road.

"Boss, how do I think you seem to have guessed right." Cheng Wenkang looked at the back of Yan Hao, who had fled, and said affirmatively. If it weren't for being pricked, the junior would not react so much.

What Cheng Wenkang could see, how could Yan Hao fail to see it? He could almost imagine that some time ago, a well-behaved elementary school boy enthusiastically cooked a table for people to eat, in order to get closer to each other. His actions have ushered in unpalatable comments from the other party. As long as you think about it this way, Sheng Heng feels depressed, depressed by the grievances of his junior brother.

With his junior’s disinterested personality, the person who can let him learn cooking and cook must be someone he is very close to, and possibly even his family. It turns out that Sheng Heng has never understood why an excellent person like a junior brother develops such a personality, but if he is treated like this by his family, it would not be surprising.

Yan Hao kept pulling He Shao to the dormitory building before stopping, and even glanced back with some guilty conscience.

"You have been pulling me away for ten minutes, and people have already thrown it away." He Shao sighed.

Yan Hao smiled embarrassedly at He Shao. In fact, he also knew that his reaction was a little bigger, but he just couldn't control it. When Sheng Heng asked those two sentences so surely, it reminded him of a long-lasting memory. Although this memory is a long time in the past, every time he thinks of it, he will feel a kind of suffocation. He couldn't resolve this emotion, so he could only stop himself from remembering it.

In fact, just smile and say no. Senior Sheng Heng will certainly not ask, he really cares too much.

"Let's talk about it, who said that your cooking tastes bad?" He Shao continued to ask.

"Ah, no." Because of his previous psychological preparation, when he heard it again, Yan Hao's reaction was not as great as before, and he smiled and shook his head.

"If you said that just now, I can still believe it, now you say so, when I am blind. If no one said that, your reaction can be so big." He Shao said no good.

"I was told a few times when I was just learning to cook." Yan Hao didn't want to mention the past.

This is obviously an excuse, why He Shao couldn't hear it, but he could see it too, and Yan Hao didn't want to mention it.

"Anyone who just learns to cook will be able to eat deliciously. Although you are a master of God, you can't learn about God in every aspect." Since the other party didn't want to mention it, He Shao didn't ask any more, and followed Yan Hao's words. Said, this matter is over.

"Brother." Suddenly, a voice came from behind the two.

Yan Hao turned around and frowned subconsciously when he saw Yan Fei who was standing not far behind him.

"Why are you here?" Yan Hao asked.

"I'm looking for you." Yan Fei said with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Yan Hao only wanted Yan Fei to finish speaking quickly and leave. He didn't really want to see him.

"I..." Feeling Yan Hao's unwelcome, Yan Fei smiled awkwardly, trying to find some topics to ease the atmosphere, "I seemed to hear you talking about cooking, I remember my brother cooking is good. The first time I cook at home, I made it as delicious as a household robot. The seasonings are all weighed out with an electronic scale, and it’s not bad for a milligram, but it’s accurate."

When Yan Fei's words fell, not only Yan Hao, but He Shao's face turned black.

Wocao, I know who said that our brother Hao's cooking is unpalatable.

"I have something to say." Yan Hao said impatiently.

Yan Fei obviously didn't expect that Yan Hao would use this tone to talk to himself in front of outsiders, and suddenly looked aggrieved, biting his lip and looking at Yan Hao.

Seeing Yan Fei's expression, Yan Hao's heart shook his head and turned to see He Shao's reaction.

He Shaozheng secretly disliked Yan Fei with his eyes. When he guessed that the culprit was Yan Fei in front of him, he really wanted to go straight up. But this thing is not easy to happen for no reason, and the other party's sentence just now seems to be a compliment at first glance, which makes it even harder to happen. So he could only use his eyes to dislike it secretly, and when he was disliked, he suddenly received Yan Hao's nervous gaze, and He Shao was stunned.

What kind of gaze Yan Hao, why is he very nervous, is it because he is afraid of quarreling with his brother? Forget it, this is Yan Hao's family affair after all, so I don't want to mix it up.

"You talk, I'll go back to the dormitory first." He Shao waved his hand, turned and left.

Yan Hao didn't relax until He Shao approached the dormitory building. He Shao didn't accuse himself, he didn't turn towards Yan Fei.

"Can you talk now?" Yan Hao looked at Yan Fei.

"Brother, I have something I want to ask you." Yan Fei hesitated and said, "Did you calculate the formula model of the advanced tranquilizer that has recently appeared on the Internet?"

Yan Hao's heart tightened. Does Yan Fei know about his rebirth?

"Why do you think so?" Yan Hao asked nervously.

"I think the calculation method of that formula is very similar to yours." Yan Fei said.

"Like me, why don't I know?"

"Isn't it you? I remember that you had been studying the formula of Professor Sun in the last semester of high school, and you said that you would go to the Federal University to do research under the hands of Professor Sun, so I..."

"You guessed it wrong!" Yan Hao said decisively, "I am in the mecha manufacturing department now, and I don't pay attention to the medicine anymore. I don't know the formula you mentioned."

"Really? I also want to say that if you solve this formula by your brother, the College of Pharmacy will be able to admit your brother by exception, so that your brother can learn pharmacy again." Yan Fei said with a pity.

"Yan Fei, do you really want me to return to the School of Pharmacy?" Yan Hao suddenly looked at Yan Fei with scorching eyes.

"Of course, no one knows better than me, brother how much you like the pharmacy profession." Yan Fei said seriously.

"I don't like it." Yan Hao suddenly broke out, "I don't like the medicine profession, and I don't like you even more. I transferred to the mecha manufacturing department, just don't want to see you again, can you stop appearing in front of me in the future? "

I have done so many things, just want to escape from you, escape from the pharmacy profession, why do you have to find ways to pull me back. Am I destined to only be your cannon fodder, your stepping stone?

Will even my friend be taken away?

Yan Hao's eyes gradually turned red. This was the first time in his two lives that he had told Yan Fei outright and angrily that he hated him.