Yan Hao stared blankly at the professional application form in front of him. After a moment, his expression became complicated and mocking. He was not mocking others, but himself at this moment.

He was admitted to the Federal University with the first place in the Z star college entrance examination. All majors in the Federal University extended olive branches to him, but he chose pharmacy, just because his younger brother Yan Fei had always wanted to study pharmacy since he was a child.

Yes, this major is not what he likes, but what his younger brother Yan Fei likes.

He and Yan Fei are brothers from the same mother, but his parents loved his younger brother more since they were young. When his younger brother failed the exam, his parents consoled him attentively, but he got first place in the exam, and his parents had no reaction. When his younger brother was sick, his parents took leave to accompany him, but when he was sick, his parents didn't even say a word of greeting.

Yan Hao didn't understand why there was such a big difference between him and his brother, so he was indignant and unfair, and began to compete with his brother everywhere. As long as his brother Yan Fei wanted to do something, he would do it and do it better.

But even though he was the one who did better, he still could not get recognition from the people around him. His parents, teachers, and classmates all looked at him with disgust, saying that he was jealous, selfish, and liked to steal other people's things.

It was not until his death that Yan Hao understood why he worked so hard but was still not as good as his younger brother Yan Fei.

Because he lives in a book called "The Great Pharmacist", his younger brother Yan Fei is the protagonist, and he is a vicious male supporting role to set off the protagonist's kindness, to make the protagonist appear and slap him in the face, and to gain favor in front of the protagonist. So no matter how well he does, under the powerful aura of the protagonist, he can only be cannon fodder forever.

No matter how outstanding he is, in the eyes of his parents, friends, classmates, and teachers, he is never as popular as the protagonist.

He didn't know why he could wake up even though he had clearly died in the mental riot, and he even had the memory of this book in his mind. But now that he was reborn, Yan Hao didn't plan to be cannon fodder anymore.

Since Yan Fei is the protagonist, the chosen one, cannon fodder is destined to lose to the protagonist, so I won't compete.

If others don’t like you, then let them not like you.

He no longer wants to waste his life for others.

Yan Hao closed his eyes tightly, tore up the completed professional application form in his hand, stood up and prepared to leave the examination room.

"Student, where are you going? Have you finished preparing your medicine?" The invigilator saw Yan Hao get up and leave, so he walked over and asked.

Yan Hao subconsciously clenched the glass bottle in his hand. With his college entrance examination scores, he could directly study any major in the Federal University, with only three exceptions, namely, mecha driving, mecha manufacturing, and pharmacy.

In addition to a certain amount of mental strength, these three majors also require a certain foundation. In other words, students who want to apply for these three majors must start to learn in middle school. When Yan Hao was in middle school, he originally chose mecha manufacturing, but because Yan Fei chose pharmacy, in order to prove that he was better than Yan Fei, he failed a year and switched to pharmacy.

Now thinking about it, I realized how foolish I was back then. I must never make the same mistake again in this life.

"Teacher, I can't mix it, so I won't take the exam. I want to try my luck in other majors while there is still time before the professional selection test." Yan Hao quietly put the prepared medicine in his hand into his pocket.

"Oh, so that's the case? Then go quickly." When the teacher heard that Yan Hao discovered that he was not good at pharmacy and wanted to change his major, he did not dare to stop him anymore, for fear of delaying the student's exam.

"Thank you, teacher." Yan Hao thanked politely and quickly left the examination room.

At this time, a young teacher passed by Yan Hao. He looked in the direction where Yan Hao left and asked his colleague, "Did he finish mixing the medicine so quickly? Where is the medicine he made? Let me see it."

"You mean the student just now? He didn't make the mix and said he wasn't suitable for pharmacy and planned to take other exams." The invigilator laughed.

"How is that possible?" the young teacher said in shock. "That's Yan Hao, the top-ranked student admitted to the pharmacy exam this year. He was able to mix this third-level soothing potion when he was in junior high school."

"Then why didn't he take the exam?" The two teachers looked at each other.

Instead of taking the pharmacy exam, they are rushing to take other exams. It seems that the only major that has professional exams with them today is mecha manufacturing.

Is Yan Hao going to take the mecha manufacturing exam? Mecha manufacturing is more difficult than pharmacy. If you don't study it systematically in middle school, it is impossible to pass the exam.

The invigilator was right. Yan Hao did take the exam for mecha manufacturing. When he first entered middle school, before Yan Fei chose his major, his first choice was mecha manufacturing. He really liked mecha manufacturing, so much so that he secretly learned about mechas while studying pharmacy. He liked it so much that he was despised by others. When he was at his lowest point in life, he could only feel a little happy by picking up parts and piecing together a mecha model.

Since he had decided not to compete with Yan Fei in this life and not to force himself to please anyone, Yan Hao decided to just do what he liked.

The more he thought about it, the more excited Yan Hao became. His steps gradually became lighter, and then he ran quickly, passing through the paths between the buildings, and relying on his memories from his previous life, he ran quickly towards several manufacturing departments.

"Classmate." Yan Hao remembered the location of several manufacturing departments, and also remembered that the examination of the mecha manufacturing department was on the same day as the pharmacy department, but he couldn't remember which classroom the examination was held in. He grabbed a passing student and asked anxiously, "Excuse me, where is the professional examination of the mecha manufacturing department?"

The captured boy stared at Yan Hao's face for a few seconds, raised his hand and pointed in a direction: "The red teaching building in front, second floor."

"Thank you." Without saying anything more, Yan Hao let go of the boy and ran away quickly.

The boy smiled and walked forward in his original direction.

"Brother Heng, hurry up, the exam room is almost set up." A slightly plump boy turned around and saw Sheng Heng still walking slowly, and couldn't help but said anxiously.

"Why rush? The exam is tomorrow." Sheng Heng said slowly.

"Aren't we going to have a dinner party tonight? Let's finish it early and call it a day." The young man was stunned and realized something was wrong. "Why do you suddenly look so happy? The deadpan expression on your face when you were woken up from your nap is gone."

Sheng Heng is grumpy when he wakes up, doesn't get enough sleep, and is in a bad mood.

"Just now, a junior from the Mecha Manufacturing Department came to me to ask about the examination room." Sheng Heng replied.

"Mechanical Manufacturing Department? It's already this late, and the exam has already started for half an hour. Can he still pass the exam?" the chubby boy asked worriedly.

"It should be no problem." Sheng Heng thought about the light in the boy's eyes when he grabbed him and asked for directions. It was love from the bottom of his heart. Students with this kind of expression will definitely pass the professional assessment.

"You seem to be quite confident in him. Did you ask his name? If he's really good, you can add him as a friend first. Once he learns how to make energy blocks, see if he can sell them to us at a discount."

Yan Hao followed Sheng Heng's instructions and found the examination room accurately, but the mecha manufacturing department's exam had already started half an hour ago.

"Teacher, please let me take the exam. I will definitely finish it within the specified time." Yan Hao tried hard to fight for an opportunity for himself.

"If you want to apply to the mecha manufacturing department so much, why are you late?" No teacher would like a student who is late for an exam.

"I..." Yan Hao was at a loss for words. He couldn't say that he had taken the pharmacy exam first. "Teacher, I know it's wrong of me to be late, but I really like mecha manufacturing. Please give me a chance."

Seeing Yan Hao's sincere attitude, the invigilator decided to give him a chance: "What's your name? Let me check your score first."

"Yan Hao, my college entrance examination score is 669 points." Yan Hao said.

"669 points?" Seeing the score pop up on the computer, the invigilator raised his eyebrows in surprise. This year's federal unified examination paper is very difficult. The total score is 700, and there are no more than 100 people in the whole federation who can score above 650. This Yan Hao scored 669 points, which is very rare. "You are the top scorer of the college entrance examination on Planet Z? Then why don't you hurry up and get in."

How could such a talented person miss the exam because of being late?

The invigilator quickly grabbed a professional application form from the table and handed it to Yan Hao.

"Thank you, teacher." Yan Hao thanked him respectfully, took the application form and quickly went into the classroom, found an empty workbench and stood there.

There was an optical computer next to the workbench. Yan Hao entered his name and student number, and the optical computer gave him the test question: [Use the existing parts to piece together a mecha model]

Yan Hao was stunned. If he was thinking about something else, he might have to think about it for a while. However, putting together a mecha model was the thing he used most to relieve stress in his previous life. It was even easier than making potions, which he had been doing for more than ten years.

Picking up an inconspicuous small part, Yan Hao naturally knew which part of the mecha model it belonged to. After that, his hands seemed to have their own thoughts. He kept looking for parts that matched it among the parts given by the school, and then assembled them one by one, piecing together an arm, a leg, and then a mecha cabin, energy cabin, cockpit, weapons, head...

After the last part was assembled, Yan Hao looked up at the time and saw that there were only five minutes left until the end of the exam.

That was a close call.

With a light sigh, Yan Hao put the blank application form into the machine, quickly filled in his basic information and a brief introduction to the model he assembled, then clicked print and put the printed application form and model together.

"The exam time is up." At this time, the invigilator announced that the time was up, and the students who were nervously assembling mechas in the examination room left the examination room one after another, either happy, annoyed, or nervous.

Yan Hao also left the examination room.

"Hey, buddy, how did you do on the test?" A baby-faced boy came up to Yan Hao and said in a familiar manner, "I saw that you seemed to be late just now. Have you assembled the mecha model?"

Yan Hao was stunned for a moment, took a step back unnoticeably, and hummed softly.

"You've assembled it?! That's great. I managed to finish Speed ​​​​at the last minute, but you were able to finish it even though you were half an hour late. That's amazing. I admire you." The baby-faced boy gently bumped into Yan Hao's shoulder and stretched out his hand. "My name is He Shao. Let's be friends?"

Yan Hao looked at He Shao's sincere and innocent eyes and felt a little strange. It seemed that no one had spoken to him so warmly and friendly for a long time. What he saw most was disgust and disdain.

"Yan Hao." Yan Hao stretched out his hand a beat late. This feeling was a little strange, but he liked it.