The courses in the mecha manufacturing department in the first year are basically theoretical courses. Even if there are practical exercises, they are all some simple parts assembly and energy block production, so the final exam is completed in three days. When you are in the second year, you will learn the specific mecha manufacturing, and the exam time will be extended.

After the final exams, the school has a vacation of almost two months. Most students choose to go home, and He Shao has already bought the boat ticket in advance.

"Hao, are you really not going to my house?" Before leaving, He Shao was still trying to persuade Yan Hao to go back with him.

"Didn't we agree that I would stay in school during the holidays?" Yan Hao shook his head.

"But everyone has left, I'm worried about you being alone in school, what if you get bullied?" Ever since he met Yan Hao, He Shao found that he had a heart like an old mother, always feeling that if he wasn't careful, this child would be bullied.

"I basically stay in the lab and won't be bullied." Yan Haoshou nodded.

"That's why I'm worried. Once you start doing experiments, you forget about eating and sleeping." He Shao became even more worried. Just ask yourself, how many people in this world would forget to eat and sleep?

"I'll set the alarm to remind myself to eat three meals a day." Yan Hao pushed He Shao out. "It's already ten o'clock. If you don't leave, you'll miss the spaceship."

"Then remember to eat."

Yan Hao had been sending He Shao to the hovercraft outside the school, and only then did he get rid of He Shao's nagging. This feeling of being nagged made Yan Hao feel novel and warm. He had seen his parents nagging Yan Fei before, and every time this happened, Yan Fei would always smile and dislike his parents for being annoying. At that time, he didn't understand, why would he smile when he clearly felt very annoyed?

Is it because of this warmth?

Yan Hao watched the car leave, then turned and walked into the school. After walking for a while, he caught a glimpse of two familiar figures walking out of the school gate.

It’s Yan Fei and Wu Mingchuan.

"Brother." Yan Fei also saw Yan Hao at this time, and ran a few steps to meet him.

Yan Hao had no choice but to stand where he was.

Wu Mingchuan also walked over, with some disgust in his eyes, but did not say anything.

"Are you going back today too?" Yan Fei asked.

"I'm not going back." Yan Hao nodded.

"You're not going back?" Yan Fei was stunned, obviously surprised by Yan Hao's answer, "I haven't been home for almost half a year, brother, don't you miss home?"

Yan Hao wanted to say that he didn't miss home, and that home didn't need him to go back, but he knew that if he said that, Yan Fei would definitely have a lot of excuses waiting for him. After he finished saying those words, he would become inexplicably wrong again. The logic behind that was something Yan Hao couldn't figure out.

Moreover, He Shao had reminded him not to quarrel with others when he was not around, and not to fight with others when Senior Sheng was not around.

"I have something to do. I won't go back." After saying that, Yan Hao was about to walk into the school.

"Brother." Yan Fei grabbed Yan Hao and stopped him from leaving. "Is there anything more important than going home? Mom and dad miss you after not seeing you for half a year."

Miss me?

A hint of mockery flashed across Yan Hao's eyes. He turned around, looked at Yan Fei, and said, "The reason I didn't go back is because I don't have money to buy a boat ticket."

"What?"

"A ship ticket back to Planet Z costs three million star coins. I can't afford it." Yan Fei said.

"Have you run out of money? It doesn't matter, I still have money, I can buy it for you." Yan Fei said immediately.

"I still have to go to work. The mecha manufacturing department needs a lot of money to buy parts. My parents don't give me money, so I have to earn it myself. So not only this holiday, but every holiday in the future, I will stay here to work and earn money to buy parts." Yan Hao continued.

This time, not only Yan Fei, but even Wu Mingchuan was stunned.

Seeing that they were silent, Yan Hao took the opportunity to break free from Yan Fei's hand that was pulling his arm, and walked quickly into the school. He covered his heart as he walked, and couldn't help but feel excited: I argued with him, I argued with the protagonist, and I won the argument.

"Mingchuan, what does my brother mean by this?" Yan Fei looked at Wu Mingchuan with a confused look on his face.

"I guess he wants to find another way to attract the attention of uncle and aunt. He knows that jealousy is annoying, so he starts to play the victim, hoping to make uncle and aunt and you feel guilty. Look at you, you are sad now." Wu Mingchuan said angrily, "I just thought he had a bad character before, but I didn't expect he was so scheming. Let's go, ignore him, and go back by ourselves."

After saying that, the two hailed a hover taxi on the roadside and headed for the port.

The final exam of the Mecha Driving Department includes a practical assessment, so the exam duration is much longer than that of the Mecha Manufacturing Department. By the time Sheng Heng finished the exam, the final exam of the Mecha Manufacturing Department had already ended for two days.

After finishing the last exam, Sheng Heng got off the mecha and started calling Yan Hao without even wiping the sweat off his face.

"Xiaohao, I've finished my exams. Where are you? I'll come find you."

Seeing this, Cheng Wenkang rolled his eyes silently, threw him a clean towel, and walked away. He came back after Sheng Heng hung up the phone.

"What help do you want me to help you with, and when will you go?" Cheng Wenkang asked.

"Let's go after dinner." Sheng Heng nodded.

I really can't wait.

"Then should we buy the return ticket for tomorrow?" Cheng Wenkang asked.

Sheng Heng frowned and looked at Cheng Wenkang.

"You don't want to go back, do you? Even if you don't, your junior brother will have to go back too." Cheng Wenkang said.

"The day after tomorrow, let's stay one more day, what if we can't finish it today?" Sheng Heng hesitated.

"Okay." Cheng Wenkang didn't expose him. He said he was busy and just wanted to stay one more day.

The two left the examination room, went to the cafeteria to have a simple lunch, and then went to the laboratory to find Yan Hao. Of course, Sheng Heng was the only one who went.

When Sheng Heng arrived, Yan Hao was using the optical computer to connect to an intelligent robot, and seemed to be programming. Sheng Heng did not disturb him, but sat beside him. After waiting for a full twenty minutes, Yan Hao raised his head from the optical computer and found him.

"Senior, when did you come? Why didn't you call me?" Yan Hao hurried over.

"I just got here a while ago, so I'm afraid to interrupt your train of thought." Sheng Heng smiled, "Have you been here the whole day?"

"Um."

"Have you eaten yet?"

Yan Hao blinked and began to check the alarm he set. Why didn’t it ring?

Looking at his appearance, Sheng Heng knew that he had not eaten. Last time, several people sent Yan Hao to the hospital for a checkup. Although no major illness was found, Sheng Heng was deeply impressed by the fact that Yan Hao forgot to eat and sleep when doing experiments.

Sheng Heng's expression darkened and he looked at Yan Hao seriously.

"I... I set the alarm, but for some reason it didn't go off." Yan Hao defended himself in a low voice.

"Did it not make any sound, or did you not hear it?" Sheng Heng asked.

Yan Hao had a flattering smile on his face. He just checked and found that there was an alarm record in the computer. It seemed that he turned it off manually because he found it too noisy.

Sheng Heng was so angry when he saw his guilty look, but he couldn't bear to lose his temper, so he could only dial Cheng Wenkang's number and ask him to buy lunch.

"……" Cheng Wenkang received a call just after returning to the dormitory. He didn't say a word from beginning to end, but inexplicably accepted the task of buying food.

Can't you just order takeout?!

"Don't forget to eat next time." Sheng Heng nodded seriously.

"Yeah, yeah." Yan Hao nodded hurriedly, being extremely obedient.

Sheng Heng's expression improved a little: "What is it that you asked me for help with?"

When it comes to research, Yan Hao's expression changes. He quickly introduces himself: "I am currently doing a research and need to collect some data on mecha combat."

"What kind of data do you want?" Sheng Heng asked.

"I want to record down all the commonly used command actions when the mecha is in combat. It would be best if the mecha does the actions once, and then you do it again. I want to do a data comparison to see what the difference is between the same set of actions on a mecha and on a human. Is that okay?" Yan Haoshou nodded.

"Of course." Sheng Heng thought for a moment, then said, "Then I will show you a set of fighting skills. After the mecha enters the battlefield, the fighting skills displayed are actually the fighting skills of the pilot. Every excellent mecha warrior will compile a set of operating instructions suitable for himself according to his habitual movements, and will naturally release them when fighting the enemy. Although everyone's movement habits are different, a set of fighting skills basically includes all the movement instructions."

Yan Hao didn't know anything about mecha driving, so naturally he believed whatever Sheng Heng said.

"But I just finished the practical test today, and I may not be able to complete high-intensity mecha operations anymore. I need to rest for a day." Sheng Hengshou.

"Don't be anxious, senior's hand is more important." Yan Hao knew that Sheng Heng's hand was injured, so he didn't dare to let him overwork.

"Then let me demonstrate my fighting skills first. How do you want to record it?" Sheng Heng asked.

Yan Hao pointed to the little robot he was programming and said, "Senior, just do the movements, 00873 will automatically record them."

00873 is the factory number of the little robot.

"Okay." Sheng Heng nodded and found a fairly spacious place to stand. "I'll demonstrate it here."

Yan Hao nodded and quickly adjusted the position of 00873 so that it was facing Sheng Heng.

"Then I'll start." Seeing that Yan Hao was ready, Sheng Heng called out to him, then stretched out his long arms and performed a set of boxing techniques.

Yan Hao didn't know any martial arts, but Sheng Heng's movements were smooth and his punches were vigorous and powerful. Every punch was accompanied by a slight sound of breaking wind. He was like a tiger emerging from the mountains, full of imposing manner, masculine and powerful beauty, which made Yan Hao stunned.

After finishing a set of boxing, Yan Hao clapped his hands unconsciously. His action greatly pleased Sheng Heng.

"Is the data usable?" Sheng Heng asked while panting slightly.

"Let me take a look." Yan Hao walked up to 00873, used the optical computer to connect to the robot's internal system, retrieved the previous data, and began to analyze it.

Sheng Heng did not bother him, but went to the side, got a bottle of water, and drank it. He then took a towel and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"Senior." About five minutes later, Yan Hao finished his analysis.

"Hmm?" Sheng Heng walked towards Yan Hao with the half-drunk water.

"Can you undress?"

Sheng Heng loosened his grip and the mineral water fell to the ground with a clang, spilling all over the floor.

What did he hear just now? What did the junior say just now?

"Senior, what's wrong with you? Are your fingers weak again?" Seeing that Sheng Heng couldn't even hold a bottle of mineral water, Yan Hao ran over anxiously.

"Hey, it's okay. My hand slipped just now. My hand is fine." Sheng Heng explained quickly.

"That's good." Yan Hao breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask, "Then can you take off your clothes, senior?"

Sheng Heng froze again as he bent over to pick up the bottle of mineral water, but thanks to his previous experience, he recovered much faster this time. He stood up calmly and asked, "Why do you have to take off your clothes?"

"Just now, due to the clothes, the system couldn't record the muscle explosion state of the senior during the battle. I want more accurate data." Yan Hao explained.

"So that's how it is." Sheng Heng nodded with some regret.

He thought his junior had finally gotten the hang of it, and was so excited for nothing.

"Senior, can you please take a break and try again?" Yan Hao asked.

"No need to rest." It was just two sets of punches, so his physical fitness shouldn't be that bad.

He walked back to where he was just now, and took off his shirt without hesitation, revealing his well-muscled upper body. His standard eight-pack abs and sturdy arms were in stark contrast to his usual tall and slender image.

"I'm starting." Sheng Heng didn't show off his body deliberately. He shouted towards Yan Hao and was about to perform the same boxing moves again.

"Wait a minute, your pants haven't been taken off yet." Yan Hao suddenly shouted.

With a "bang", Sheng Heng, who was ready to fight, slipped and fell to the ground.

"Senior, are you okay?" Yan Hao was startled and ran over quickly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Sheng Heng stood up and asked Yan Hao to confirm, "Do you want to take off your pants too?"

"Yes, I have to take it off so that I can record my leg muscles." Yan Hao said seriously.

I haven't even started dating yet, so am I going to show my everything to my junior? Although it was my junior who asked, I still felt like I was being a hooligan.

"You don't need to take off your underwear." Before Sheng Heng's fantasy ended, Yan Hao added rigorously.

“……”Sheng Heng.

I don’t know whether I should be happy or sad.

Sheng Heng sighed secretly and began to untie his belt. Halfway through, he felt a gentle force poking his abdomen. He looked down in confusion and saw a white finger poking his abdominal muscles again and again.

"So this is what muscles feel like." Yan Hao poked and expressed his thoughts, his eyes full of novelty. He was happy with the poking, but he didn't know that the man standing opposite him was almost going crazy.

Sheng Heng's expression was tense, and the muscles in his arms bulged. A surge of desire surged in his heart. He wanted to pounce on the person in front of him, press him to the ground and kiss him hard.

Just when reason and desire are fighting each other.

"Boss, junior, I've bought you lunch." The door of the laboratory was suddenly pushed open.

They both looked towards the door.

Cheng Wenkang's slightly plump figure just stepped into the door, and then he braked suddenly, his eyes widened, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, and then he turned around and left at a speed of 0.0001 seconds. In his busy schedule, he did not forget to close the door.

"Why did Senior Cheng leave?" Yan Hao asked curiously.

"Maybe he doesn't want to die." Sheng Heng gritted his teeth.

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