"Good morning, boss."
No. 444 was tidying up the shelves. When he saw Lu Yao and Lu Budu coming in from the door, he stopped what he was doing and bowed respectfully.
He had been at the Childhood Tutorial Center for three or four days and had already mastered the job of a salesperson.
No. 444 was very enthusiastic about this job. Perhaps it was because he had been in the graduate school when he was young. When he met customers in the canteen, he turned into a social bull and especially liked to chat with them.
The man, who was almost 40 years old, had a dull face, a tall and thin figure, was sincere and enthusiastic in his work, and was good at listening.
After a few days, regular customers occasionally found time to talk to him.
When there were no customers, No. 444 would sit on the rattan chair with his arms around his chest and stare blankly. From a distance, he looked more like the boss of the canteen than Lu Yao.
One day, Hu Jiao specially took a few photos of 444 and Er Xin, edited them and posted them on the official PO account, which actually caused a small wave of heat.
[Suddenly I get the charm of the uncle circle! ]
[The old uncle has a clean temperament, holding the fat cat, such a real and peaceful time. ]
[Work is busy and annoying, looking at the old uncle and the cat, I feel healed for some reason! ]
...
Hu Jiao showed the comments on the Internet to 444.
No. 444 was ashamed and shook his head in embarrassment: "How can someone like me deserve these compliments?"
Hu Jiao frowned and disagreed: "Uncle, be more confident. Don't always belittle yourself. The customers all recognize you. Even Sister Xiaoxiao said that you will take her job away." Hu
Jiao had worked in the Super Energy Research Institute, and his mood was particularly complicated when he saw these experimental subjects.
They were once like ordinary people and became experimental subjects for various reasons.
Now, even if they leave the institute, they can no longer face themselves and cannot establish normal connections with the people around them. I am afraid this is the source of their pain.
However, No. 444 came to Sanhua City, found a job (temporarily), and with the help of Xie Molin and the treatment center, rented an apartment next to Xie Molin's house.
Compared to the initial situation, his life has improved greatly.
The nursing center called every day to inquire about the situation. After confirming that No. 444's condition had improved significantly, they decided to send two more test subjects.
The test subjects who came this time were a man and a woman. The female test subject was numbered 222. Like No. 444, she was a survivor who was rescued in the previous mass incident.
After No. 444 left, No. 222 stayed alone in the nursing center. His body and mind were in a weak and numb state, and he had not seen any improvement.
The other male test subject was younger, looking less than 30 years old, and was numbered 696.
Like No. 444, he was tall and thin, but he was taciturn and didn't talk much.
A doctor from the treatment center also came with the two of them. Since they were collaborating, it would be bad to just dump all the patients on the Childhood Tutorial Center.
In addition to the assistance in terms of procedures and funds, the treatment center sent someone here to confirm the status of No. 444 and to learn from the Childhood Tutorial Center.
The person who came this time happened to be the conference secretary that Xie Molin met last time.
The conference secretary's surname is Lin, and her first name is "Xue". She is a young woman in her twenties.
Lin Xue was very curious about Lu Yao. When they met for the first time, she was very enthusiastic.
However, after meeting Lu Yao, her attitude changed a little. Occasionally, she secretly observed Lu Yao, as if thinking about something.
After a brief greeting between the two parties, Lin Xue also stayed in the Childhood Tutorial Center to help temporarily.
No. 444 was very happy to see 222 and 696. When she was free at work, she liked to talk to them and share her life after coming to Sanhua City.
Although the two patients were very silent and rarely spoke, No. 444's enthusiasm remained unabated.
Lu Yao observed for a while and found that 222 and 696 had different personalities from 444. They were also very introverted when they came to the cram school and had almost no curiosity about the surroundings.
Lu Yao called Lin Xue and Xie Molin to the office and told them his plan.
Lin Xue blinked and suppressed her intense heartbeat: "You mean to arrange a time travel for 222 and 696? Can it really be done? And is there any theoretical basis for this treatment plan?"
Recently, many netizens who claim to be cram school students have anonymously shared their childhood cram school experiences. The cram school center does not require cram school students to keep the content of the cram school confidential. Some cram school students do not shy away from sharing, so such things will be spread to some extent.
Many people do not believe it, but there are also many people who are quite curious about the so-called time machine.
Lin Xue actually believes in the time machine. As researchers and therapists, they have come into contact with many cases and data related to super powers. They know that super powers have been around for more than 60 years and there are still many mysteries.
It's another thing to experience it in person. When it comes to actually touching the time machine, Lin Xue still feels that it's not real.
She has never met anyone who uses superpowers like this.
Lu Yao's idea is simple and crude: "Let them go to another place to relax. I can't guarantee the effect. Anyway, let's try to mobilize their emotions. For this reason, I want to locate the coordinates of this time travel to sixty years ago."
Lin Xue's heart moved: "You mean the era when superpowers didn't appear?" Lu Yao
nodded.
Xie Molin had been sitting quietly by the side, and at this time he couldn't help but say: "Shopkeeper, I also want to go to the world sixty years ago."
Lin Xue slammed the table and said excitedly: "I want to go too!"
When they were born, superpowers were already an indispensable part of the world.
But in the distant past, when superpowers didn't appear, they wanted to see how people lived. Lu Yao
tapped the desk and nodded, "It's scheduled for two days later. Let's go to work now."
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In the afternoon, Xinxin came to the Childhood Tutorial Center again. She noticed that there were more people and frowned, "Forget about the tutors. But with so many test subjects, is the boss planning to do research on super powers?"
Lu Yao was sending a tutor out. When he heard Xinxin's complaint, he tapped her on the back of the head, "Why are you here alone, Miss?"
Xinxin crossed her arms and said, "There's an important auction event on Zhou Jing tonight."
After a simple explanation, Xinxin stepped forward and tried to tiptoe to get close to Lu Yao, "Shopkeeper, you are not cooperating with the research institute, are you?"
Lu Yao took a step back and raised his eyebrows slightly. He did not answer but said, "From your tone, it seems that you don't like the research institute. Why?"
"I want to hear it, too." Before Xinxin could reply, someone behind him interrupted.
Lu Yao looked up and saw Xiaomei, No. 52, and a strange man - probably also an experimental subject, standing at the door.
Even if researchers and experimental subjects are wearing casual clothes, their temperament and certain characteristics are different from ordinary people. Lu Yao can almost tell them apart at a glance.
It was Xiaomei who answered the phone just now. Xinxin also recognized that they were all from the research institute. He snorted and did not intend to explain. He carried the small box of snacks into the tea room.
Xiaomei had a very good mental state and didn't feel awkward. She turned to Lu Yao and said naturally, "Auntie."
After saying hello, her eyes wandered around, looking for the child that Du Haoling had sent a message about a few days ago.
Lu Yao pretended not to see him, turned around and led the three people to the cram school: "Why are you here today?"
When they entered the cram school, Xiaomei saw Lu Budu sitting in the corner and murmured, "They really look exactly the same. When Senior Du said that, I thought he was exaggerating."
The man next to No. 52 also saw Lu Budu, and a hint of surprise flashed across his calm eyes.
Lu Yao thought Xiao Mei was saying that Bu Du looked like her, and smiled and said, "Yes, he does."
Xiao Mei couldn't help but turn her head and stared at Lu Yao in surprise for a while, then silently took out her phone and said, "Can I take a picture? He's so cute."
Lu Yao didn't care about that: "Then you have to ask him."
Xiao Mei had completely forgotten about the business of the day, and walked quickly to Lu Bu Du and started talking to the child.
No. 52 also noticed that the child looked familiar, and was a little surprised, but he didn't forget the business.
You have to know that they took a huge risk on this trip.
If they failed, it would be difficult for them to have the opportunity to contact the store owner by normal means again.
No. 52 pointed at the man next to him and introduced: "Shopkeeper, this is No. 10, my friend. He wants to learn about the childhood tutoring program."
Lu Yao followed No. 52's line of sight to look at the man next to him, and her heart skipped a beat when her eyes met the man's.
The extremely oppressive look made her feel inexplicably familiar, but after thinking about it, she couldn't remember where she had seen him before. Lu Yao
stood up and invited No. 10 to the office to discuss in detail and take a childhood test.
In the office, No. 10 casually glanced at the paper handed over, and when he reached out to take it, he touched the shopkeeper's fingers.
Lu Yao didn't care, and turned around and handed over a signature pen.
No. 10's lips curved slightly, he took the pen and looked at the owner with a smile: "Is the time machine really a machine made by the owner with his superpowers?"
Lu Yao had a strange feeling. This experimental subject was not ordinary, and the number was particularly high, but he could not see any bad intentions at the moment, so he nodded to answer the question.
No. 10 smiled, leaned forward slightly, and looked straight into the eyes of the owner with his light brown eyes, and said in a low voice: "Little - liar."
The customer suddenly said something strange and out of place. If it weren't for the other party's serious expression and tone, which dispelled most of the strange atmosphere, Lu Yao would probably have laughed out loud.
Even so, Lu Yao lowered his eyes and tried his best to hold back his smile. He took a breath, adjusted his mentality, and then continued: "What did you say?"
No. 10 raised his eyebrows and said unhappily: "What are you laughing at?"
Lu Yao raised his hand and touched his face, and said innocently: "I laughed?"
No. 10 said affirmatively: "I laughed."
Not only did he laugh, but he was also quite arrogant.
It's like... treating him as a fool.
Lu Yao lowered his head and his shoulders trembled slightly: "Sorry, I just thought of something happy."
No. 10: "..."
Lu Yao sorted out his emotions and raised his head again, "Let's continue."
About ten minutes later, No. 10 walked out of Lu Yao's office with a unhappy look.
In the end, he did not sign up for tutoring, and he didn't even fill out the childhood test form.
Lu Yao followed them out, standing at the door as usual and watching the three of them leave.
After Xiaomei, No. 52 and the unhappy No. 10 got on the institute's special car, Lu Yao turned around and went back to the cram school.
"Has that guest left?" Bai Yi couldn't help asking.
Among the guests personally received by the owner, very few of them left directly at the end, and the one who just left had a very ugly expression on his face. Lu
Yao shook his head, looking regretful: "Maybe it's my fault, I couldn't help laughing."
Bai Yi's gossip radar "beep beep beep--" sent out signals crazily: "What's wrong? What's the story?"
It was just the usual afternoon tea time, Xie Molin and Jiao Jiao also came out of their respective offices, and even Bu Du moved over.
Lu Yao suppressed his smile and shook his head and said: "Nothing."
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Late at night, Super Power Research Institute, underground forbidden room.
Number 52 tapped on the glass and stood in the shadow by the door: "What's up?"
X opened his eyes and sat up slowly, with an amazing light flickering in his eyes: "She is indeed a person without superpowers. The fact that we can't steal her powers is the best evidence."
"What about the time machine?" Number 52 was puzzled.
He had taken a cram school class and was sure that the machine was not a fake.
X: "Maybe it was an instrument made by another superpower person, and she just happened to get it. In any case, we need her for our plan."
Number 52: "What should we do next?"
X: "To be on the safe side, we will try to stimulate her. Make sure she will never awaken her superpowers, and at the same time push her to our side."
In Sanhua City, in the work group of the Superpower Research Institute, someone posted a photo of a child.
In the quiet group late at night, something seemed to have been turned on.
[Colleague 1: Eh? Is this An Yan when he was a kid? ]
[Colleague 2: So cute, but it's a pity that he has become an icy person when he grew up. ]
[Colleague 3: Shasha, where did you get this photo? Professor An was so cute when he was a kid. ]
[Shasha: It's not me, Xiaomei sent it to me this afternoon. Do you think he looks like Professor An too? ]
[Colleague No. 4: What do you mean? Is he a relative of Professor An? Cousin? Nephew? ]
[Sasha: Probably none of them. Xiaomei said she met him at the cram school when she was a child, and he seemed to be the son of the cram school owner. ]
...
Xiaomei felt groggy and inattentive when she returned to the research institute in the afternoon. She
fell asleep as soon as she got home from work, completely unaware that she had been completely betrayed by her good colleague.
When she woke up in the morning and checked the messages in the group, she found that the topic had been discussed for hundreds of floors.
An Yan must have seen it too.
But he hasn't responded yet.
Xiaomei lay on the bed, wanting only to buy a standing ticket to leave Sanhua Market overnight.
She must have been mentally unclear yesterday, otherwise why would she tell Professor An's gossip to Jiang Sasha, that big mouth, and send her some unique photos.
An Yan also saw the news in the group when he woke up in the morning. He glanced at Bu Du's photo with an indifferent expression, and casually scrolled down with his fingers, picking up keywords at a glance.
[Professor An's child?]
[Professor An is married? The object is the boss of the cram school?]
[Divorced? Professor An hasn't got the custody rights yet?]
[Tsk, so miserable.]
...
An Yan raised his hand and lightly pinched his eyebrows.
It's just a prop, but it looks so much like her.
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