The next morning.

When Cheng Wenkang came out of the bathroom after washing up, he saw Sheng Heng leaning on the balcony with his long legs bent, talking on the phone with someone. He didn't know what the person on the other end of the phone said, but Sheng Heng suddenly raised his lips and laughed softly. The soft voice gave Cheng Wenkang goose bumps all over his body. He didn't need to ask to know who Sheng Heng was talking to. Since high school, Sheng Heng had only laughed like this at his junior brother Yan Hao.

About two minutes later, Sheng Heng walked into the room from the balcony and was met with Cheng Wenkang's somewhat strange gaze.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Sheng Heng asked unhappily.

"You were smiling so happily just now, but your expression changed when you saw me." Cheng Wenkang said sourly, "You are chatting with your junior, right? You just met him last night, and you called him again early in the morning. You two are too clingy."

Sheng Heng rolled his eyes at him, then made another call: "Uncle Yue, this is Sheng Heng. I've talked to Yan Hao, and he decided to sell the data model to the military using the second commission method, and he doesn't need to announce his name to the public."

"Okay, I got it. Send me the account number later, and I will settle the profits for him on the 15th of every month." Uncle Yue said.

"If possible, can we start today?" Sheng Heng asked.

"Today? Was it the other party's request?" Uncle Yue asked.

"No, it's just that Yan Hao is learning mecha manufacturing now, and his financial situation is not very good. I thought that since he has to pay anyway, I might as well share the batch of medicines sent to the front line with him first, and then pay him monthly in the future." Sheng Heng said.

"So that was your little selfish thought. It seems that you have a good relationship with this Yan Hao." Uncle Yue laughed.

"If the relationship was not good, why would he give me the data model?" Sheng Heng did not hide it.

"Why, from what you said, he doesn't know your identity?"

"He doesn't know." Sheng Heng said, "He just heard that I was anxious to find a high-grade sedative, so he went to school to borrow a super optical computer to calculate this data model. He just wanted to help me."

"That's right. If he knew your identity, how could he choose the second method of commission? Going directly into the military would be the wisest choice." Uncle Yue said, "But, from what you said, he doesn't plan to switch back to the pharmacy major, and wants to continue studying mecha manufacturing?"

"Yes." Sheng Heng nodded.

"Xiao Heng, do you want to persuade him again? I've checked his grades. He has always had a good talent for pharmacy. He studied pharmacy for six years in middle school, and his college entrance examination score was the highest on their planet. It's a waste for him to suddenly transfer to mecha manufacturing after putting in so much effort. It's not too late for him to transfer back now, as it's only his freshman year."

"Uncle Yue, I asked him, he likes mecha manufacturing." Sheng Heng emphasized.

"But his talent is clearly in potion making."

"Uncle Yue, he studied in middle school for six years, but he finally chose to start over with mecha manufacturing. It shows that he really likes mecha manufacturing." Sheng Heng's voice became serious. "Maybe he does have a talent for potions, but we should also respect his personal choice."

Uncle Yue was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay, I understand. I'll make arrangements now and try to transfer the proceeds to your junior today."

"thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Heng immediately sent Yan Hao's account number to Uncle Yue. He had worked with Yan Hao before to sell energy blocks, so he had Yan Hao's financial account number.

"Now that I'm rich, does that mean I won't sell energy blocks anymore?" Cheng Wenkang suddenly realized a problem.

"The courses in the Mecha Manufacturing Department are so tight, and his basics are not strong. Do you still want him to make energy blocks every day?" Sheng Heng said.

"I'm just sighing. Why are you so fierce? It's true that you forget about your brothers once you have a wife." Cheng Wenkang said aggrievedly.

"you……"

"Boss, don't say you have no feelings for my junior. If you dare to say no, I will go after him right now," said Cheng Wenkang.

"You dare!" Sheng Heng angrily picked up the book on the table and threw it at him.

Cheng Wenkang laughed and hid out the door. Sheng Heng stood there and suddenly laughed as well. Was his feelings for Yan Hao so obvious?

Mecha Manufacturing Department.

After the morning class ended, He Shao pulled Yan Hao, who was still analyzing the mecha lines, out of the classroom and walked to the cafeteria together: "There is a saying, if you are not active in eating, there is something wrong with your thinking."

"The food in the cafeteria won't be sold out, so it doesn't matter if you're late." Yan Hao was puzzled. In his understanding, it's not like there's no food to eat, so why rush to the cafeteria right after class? The time wasted in the queue could be used to read a few more pages of books.

"Although not all the food will be sold out, the dishes you like might be sold out. Don't you have any dishes you particularly like?" He Shao said.

"The food in the cafeteria tastes almost the same." Yan Hao said.

"How can they be almost the same? The sweet and sour pork ribs at entrance number three are the best, and the shredded pork with fish flavor at entrance number five are second. If you go too late, these two dishes will definitely be sold out. If I can't eat one of these two dishes, I will be in a bad mood all day." He Shao said.

"Is it so exaggerated?" Yan Hao was surprised.

"Of course, hurry up."

The two of them rushed to the cafeteria, but there were already people lining up in front of gates 3 and 5. Yan Hao walked to the front to take a look. He compared the portion of each dish and the students lining up behind him, and told He Shao with certainty that it was no longer his turn. But He Shao did not give up and insisted on lining up, hoping that someone in front of him didn't want to eat ribs, but in the end he still didn't get a turn.

With no other options, he had to order two dishes at random and then sat listlessly in the cafeteria.

"We can just come earlier tomorrow." Yan Hao comforted, although he couldn't understand why a portion of spare ribs was so important.

He Shao sighed, but his mood did not improve.

"You don't eat these two dishes every day, why are you so persistent today?"

"Do you know what it means to have dashed hopes? I've been craving these two dishes since this morning, and I was planning to grab them in the last ten minutes of get out of class, but in the end I can only sit here and eat celery." He Shao said.

Was it a feeling of disappointment? Although he didn't know why he felt disappointed when he couldn't eat spare ribs and shredded pork with fish flavor, he knew this feeling. In his previous life, he had always experienced the process of disappointment.

He hopes his parents can see him in addition to his brother, but his parents only have eyes for his brother. He hopes his classmates will not exclude him and be friends with him, but his classmates don’t like him and exclude him. He hopes to achieve results in pharmacy and gain public recognition, but every time he makes a breakthrough, his brother will also make a breakthrough, and then his brilliance will be completely overshadowed by the other.

This feeling is very uncomfortable. Every time his hopes are dashed, he will be sad for a long time, and he doesn't even want to calculate the mathematical formulas of his sadness.

His wish was not easy to realize, but He Shao just wanted to eat a dish, so his wish was actually easy to make up for.

"I'll go ask for you again." Yan Hao suddenly said.

"What?" He Shao was poking the rice with chopsticks and couldn't hear clearly.

"Pork ribs may be a little slow to prepare, but shredded pork with fish flavor is quite quick to make. I'll go ask the uncle in the cafeteria to see if there are any ingredients left so that I can make another portion for you." After saying that, without waiting for He Shao's reaction, Yan Hao stood up and ran towards the window.

By the time He Shao reacted and wanted to stop them, Yan Hao had already followed the people from the cafeteria into the kitchen.

this……

He Shao looked at the food on his plate and suddenly wondered if he had gone too far. Moreover, he had not expected Yan Hao to be so serious that he would ask the chef for help just for a few complaints from him.

But I was a little touched.

"He Shao." Cheng Wenkang and Sheng Heng came over, each holding a plate. They sat opposite He Shao. Cheng Wenkang asked in surprise, "Where's Yan Hao? Why are you alone?"

"He went to the kitchen." He Shao said.

"The kitchen? Why is he going to the kitchen?" Sheng Heng asked puzzledly.

"Let's ask the chef to cook." He Shao said guiltily.

"I didn't expect that my junior brother is so picky about food. He actually ran directly to the kitchen to ask the chef to cook." Cheng Wenkang sighed.

"Cough!" After hearing this, He Shao coughed guiltily.

The mecha department is different from the mecha manufacturing department. The mecha department has very high physical requirements. After a whole morning of classes, the two were very hungry and started to eat without talking for a while. He Shao sat opposite and never ate. Cheng Wenkang and Sheng Heng didn't think much about it. They just thought he was waiting for the new dishes that Yan Hao asked the chef to cook to be served.

About five minutes later, Yan Hao finally came out from the kitchen, holding a plate in his hand, and ran back happily.

"Senior Sheng, Senior Cheng, you are here too." Yan Hao was a little surprised when he saw the two of them.

"Yeah." Sheng Heng smiled and nodded, then took a look at the food on the plate and said, "You like fish-flavored shredded pork."

"I like it." Yan Hao is not picky about food, so he likes to eat everything. As he said that, he put the plate in front of He Shao, "He Shao, try it and see if you like it?"

When Sheng Heng saw his action, he immediately realized that something was wrong and looked at He Shao in surprise.

He Shao touched his nose awkwardly and whispered, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Try it. The chef just got off work. I made this dish, but I haven't cooked for a long time. I don't know how it tastes." He studied cooking for a while when he was at home, but he didn't cook again after he went to college. If he calculated the time in his previous life, he probably hadn't cooked for more than ten years.

"You did it?!" Three voices sounded at the same time.

"Yes." Yan Hao looked at Sheng Heng and invited him, "Senior, try it too."

"Okay." Sheng Heng nodded, picked up a piece of shredded pork with chopsticks and tasted it, then his eyes lit up. Just as he was about to speak in praise, he saw He Shao and Cheng Wenkang quickly stretched out their chopsticks after tasting a bite of the fish-flavored pork shreds, and took away half of it in a blink of an eye.

"What are you doing?" Sheng Heng was angry. "This is what Yan Hao made for himself. He hasn't even eaten it yet, but you guys have already snatched it all away."

"Yan Hao originally made it for me." Cheng Wenkang was stopped by Sheng Heng's shout, but He Shao didn't. He picked up another piece of food with a clear conscience.

Sheng Heng looked at Yan Hao.

Yan Hao nodded and explained, "He Shao likes the fish-flavored pork shreds here, but he didn't buy it."

And then you did it for him?!

Thinking of this, Sheng Heng looked at He Shao with a suddenly unfriendly look.

He Shao shuddered, his hand shaking, and then he silently pushed the last third of the food over: "Well, do you want some too, senior?"

Sheng Heng snorted, then took the plate with him.