"I didn't expect you could cook." Sheng Heng asked in surprise after coming out of the cafeteria.

"I learned it for a while, but I just followed the recipe, so the taste might be average," Yan Hao said modestly.

"It tastes great." Sheng Heng said immediately.

"Really?" Yan Hao was not very confident.

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

The two people who were suddenly called were stunned at first, and then nodded hurriedly: "Delicious, delicious, much better than what the chef in the cafeteria makes."

"Yes, I want to build a small kitchen in our dormitory to make delicious food." He Shao also said.

Small kitchen?! This kid wanted to eat fish-flavored pork shreds once, but he also wanted to build a small kitchen? Sheng Heng's glare flew over silently.

"..." He Shao felt like a thorn in his back, and thought to himself that something was wrong. For a moment, he spoke frankly and said what was on his mind.

"You guys are exaggerating. In fact, the food I cook always tastes the same." Yan Hao looked at He Shao and said, "If you like, you can buy a home robot. I can input the recipe into it, and I can cook it whenever you want to eat."

"Oh, I was just joking. I didn't really want to build a small kitchen. We have so much schoolwork that we don't have time to cook for ourselves." He Shao waved his hand and said, "Besides, the food made by robots is soulless. It's better to eat in the cafeteria, not to mention compared with what you cook."

In fact, with the current level of technology, most housework can be replaced by robots, including cooking. But even though technology has developed to such an extent, when robots are not needed, humans still prefer to do it themselves, and always feel that things made by emotionless machines are cold.

"Do you think the food I cook is better than that cooked by robots?" Yan Hao's eyes gleamed slightly.

"Hao, you keep asking this question. Are you really doubting yourself, or are you trying to get us to praise you more?" He Shao asked.

"No, I don't." Yan Hao quickly shook his head, smiled, and said, "As long as you think it tastes good, I'll make it for you next time."

"That's what you said. I want more ribs next time." He Shao immediately made the request.

"No problem." Yan Hao agreed immediately.

"Junior brother, can I order some food?" Cheng Wenkang who was standing beside him also came over.

"Sure, what would you like to eat, Senior?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you when I do." Cheng Wenkang just wanted to join in the fun and didn't really want to eat anything.

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

Sheng Heng looked at Yan Hao's happy face and was a little puzzled. Since he first met Yan Hao, Sheng Heng discovered a problem. Yan Hao was very smart, very committed, independent, rigorous, liked mecha manufacturing, and had a simple personality. However, he had a character flaw that he still didn't understand: sensitivity and inferiority.

A handsome man with excellent academic performance, who was admitted to the Mecha Department of the Federal University with the first place in the Z star, and who could even solve the data model published by Professor Sun for three years, why would such a genius have a sensitive and inferior personality? Shouldn't people like him be proud and confident?

I was just praised for my delicious food, why did I have to confirm it again and again?!

"Has anyone ever said that the food you cook is not tasty?" Sheng Heng asked in a deep voice.

Yan Hao was stunned.

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

The smile on Yan Hao's face completely disappeared, as if he recalled some bad memories. He hesitated and tried to change the subject: "Well, I'll call you next time when I cook. I still have to prepare for the afternoon class. He Shao, let's go."

After saying that, Yan Hao pulled the confused He Shao and quickly left from another road.

"Boss, why do I feel like you guessed it right?" Cheng Wenkang said affirmatively as he looked at Yan Hao's fleeing back. If his thoughts hadn't been touched upon, the younger brother wouldn't have reacted so strongly.

How could Yan Hao not see what Cheng Wenkang could see? He could almost imagine that at some point in the past, the well-behaved junior brother enthusiastically prepared a table of food for others to eat, intending to get closer to them, but was met with the other party's unpalatable comments. As long as he thought about it, Sheng Heng felt depressed, depressed for the grievances of his junior brother.

With Xiaodi's unsociable personality, the person who allowed him to learn cooking and cook must be someone very close to him, or even possibly a family member. Sheng Heng had never understood why such an excellent person like Xiaodi would develop such a personality, but if he was treated like this by his family, it would not be surprising.

Yan Hao kept pulling He Shao until they were almost to the dormitory building before they stopped, and even looked back with a guilty look on his face.

"You've been holding my hand for ten minutes, but you got rid of me long ago." He Shao sighed.

Yan Hao smiled at He Shao embarrassedly. In fact, he knew that his reaction just now was a bit too much, but he just couldn't control it. When Sheng Heng asked those two questions so confidently, it reminded him of a long-lost memory. Although this memory was a long time ago, every time he thought of it, he would feel suffocated. He couldn't get rid of this emotion, so he could only stop himself from thinking about it.

In fact, I just need to smile and say no, and Senior Sheng Heng will definitely not ask any further questions. I really care too much about it.

"Tell me, who said your cooking is bad?" He Shao continued to ask.

"Ah, no." Because he was mentally prepared, when he heard it again, Yan Hao's reaction was not as big as before. He smiled and shook his head.

"If you had said that just now, I would have believed it. But now you say that, you think I'm blind. If no one said that, you wouldn't have reacted so strongly." He Shao said unhappily.

"When I first learned how to cook, people told me off on that a few times." Yan Hao didn't want to talk about the past.

This was obviously an excuse, how could He Shao not hear it, but he also saw that Yan Hao didn't want to mention it.

"Who can cook delicious food when they just learn to cook? Even though you are a genius, you can't be a genius in every aspect." Since the other party didn't want to mention it, He Shao didn't ask any more questions and continued talking according to what Yan Hao said, thus letting the matter go.

"Brother." Suddenly, a voice came from behind them.

Yan Hao turned around and saw Yan Fei standing not far behind him, and subconsciously frowned.

"Why are you here?" Yan Hao asked.

"I came to see you." Yan Fei said with a smile.

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

"I..." Yan Fei felt Yan Hao's unwelcome and smiled awkwardly, trying to find some topics to ease the atmosphere. "I seemed to hear you talking about cooking just now. I remember that my brother is a good cook. The first time he cooked at home, he cooked as delicious as a household robot. The seasonings were weighed out with an electronic scale, and there was not a milligram difference. It was very accurate."

As soon as Yan Fei finished speaking, not only Yan Hao, but even He Shao's face turned dark.

Oh shit, I finally know who said our brother Hao’s cooking is bad.

"If you have something to say, just say it." Yan Hao said impatiently.

Yan Fei obviously didn't expect Yan Hao to speak to him in such a tone in front of outsiders. He immediately looked aggrieved and looked at Yan Hao while biting his lip.

Seeing Yan Fei's expression, Yan Hao's heart skipped a beat and he turned to see He Shao's reaction.

He Shao was secretly looking at Yan Fei with his eyes. When he guessed that the culprit was Yan Fei in front of him, he really wanted to confront him directly. But it was not a good thing to get angry for no reason, and the other party's words just now seemed to be a compliment at first glance, which made it even more difficult to get angry. So he could only secretly look at him with disdain, and when he was looking at him with disdain, he suddenly received Yan Hao's nervous gaze, and He Shao was stunned.

What was Yan Hao's look like? Why did he look so nervous? Was he afraid that I would quarrel with his brother? Forget it. After all, this was Yan Hao's family affair. I should not get involved.

"You guys chat, 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 did not blame himself, and he did not take Yan Fei's side.

"Can I tell you now?" Yan Hao looked at Yan Fei.

"Brother, I have something to ask you." Yan Fei hesitated and said, "Did you calculate the formula model of the advanced sedative that was recently circulated on the Internet?"

Yan Hao's heart tightened. Could it be that Yan Fei knew that he had been reborn?

"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.

"Looks like me, how come I don't know?"

"Is it really not you? I remember that you were studying Professor Sun's formula in the first semester of senior year, and you even said that you would do research under Professor Sun when you went to the Federal University, so I..."

"You guessed wrong!" Yan Hao said firmly, "I am now in the mecha manufacturing department, and I am no longer concerned with matters related to medicine. I don't know the formula you mentioned."

"Really? I was just thinking that if you were the one who solved this formula, the School of Pharmacy might have admitted you as an exception, so you could have studied pharmacy again." Yan Fei said with a look of regret.

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

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

"I don't like it." Yan Hao suddenly got angry. "I don't like the pharmacy major, and I don't like you even more. I transferred to the mecha manufacturing department because I don't want to see you again. Can you please not appear in front of me again in the future?"

I did so many things just to escape from you and the pharmacy department, why do you still try every means to pull me back? Am I destined to be your cannon fodder, your stepping stone?

Even my friends, are you going to take them away?

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