Yan Hao didn’t know if he was really easy to please, but being recognized and praised by others should be something to be happy about.
"Junior, let's exchange the terminal numbers. Next time I need to replace parts, I will come to you." Sheng Heng said.
"Uh, okay." Yan Hao gave his terminal number without hesitation, and the two quickly added each other as friends.
Cheng Wenkang also took the opportunity to add Yan Hao as his friend, and enthusiastically said that he would treat Yan Hao to a meal after he was officially enrolled. Yan Hao wanted to refuse, after all, he helped Sheng Heng change the axle to thank him for showing him the way, but seeing the two people's enthusiasm, Yan Hao hesitated again.
In his previous life, during his four years in college, he spent all his energy on researching potions. However, because he wanted to compete with Yan Fei in everything and was too competitive and utilitarian, neither his teachers nor his classmates liked him very much, so he had no friends at school.
Sheng Heng and Cheng Wenkang are from the mecha department. They don’t seem to have much interaction with Yan Fei in the book, so they should be able to be friends.
"Okay." Yan Hao agreed with a smile.
In the next few days, Yan Hao used all the star coins he had on him to buy books related to mecha manufacturing. The books he bought were not advanced, they were all entry-level.
Although he had studied mecha manufacturing for a year, that was a long time ago. Although he occasionally read related books over the years, it was just a hobby and he read it as extracurricular reading, and he didn't learn it in depth. Now that he was going to change to the mecha manufacturing department, he had to pick up these introductory knowledge.
In any subject, foundation is the most important. In his previous life, he relied on his solid basic knowledge to be on par with the extremely talented Yan Fei for such a long time.
So for three whole days, Yan Hao locked himself in the hotel room, even ordering room service for meals, and concentrated on studying those basic books. Because he had not fallen asleep until the early hours of the night before, Yan Hao woke up late on the first day of school.
Next to Yan Hao's room, Yan Fei was anxiously waiting for the admission list early in the morning.
"It's nine o'clock." The moment the alarm rang, Yan Fei became nervous, "Mingchuan, can I pass?"
"Don't worry, you will definitely pass." Wu Mingchuan comforted.
"If I don't pass, I'll take the exam again next year." Yan Fei gritted his teeth.
The pharmacy major is different from other majors. If students fail the professional assessment, they will either be transferred to other majors in the school or take the exam again next year.
"You like pharmacy so much. It would be a mistake if you were not admitted to the pharmacy major." Wu Mingchuan encouraged his friend.
"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have been so smart as to improve the formula during the exam." Yan Fei said dejectedly, "Mingchuan, I don't dare to look."
"I'll help you check." Seeing his friend so nervous, Wu Mingchuan turned on his own computer and helped Yan Fei check the list of pharmacy majors published by the school. Soon, he saw a familiar name among the many admissions lists and immediately shouted in ecstasy, "Yan Fei, you're accepted."
"Really?" Yan Fei's face was full of disbelief.
"Really? Look, your name." Wu Mingchuan pointed at Yan Fei's name on the list and shouted.
"Really? It really is my name." Yan Fei then dared to open his light computer, and sure enough, he found the professional admission letter sent to him by the school in his mailbox.
Yan Fei was so happy that he directly called his parents on video and shared the news of his admission with them.
When Yan's parents heard that their son was admitted, they praised him and Yan's father even transferred some money to Yan Fei: "The pharmacy major needs to buy various lab utensils and medicines. Take this money first. If it's not enough, talk to Dad."
"Dad, these things are available in school." Yan Fei said embarrassedly.
"The school has it, so you have to practice in the dormitory. Don't you like to improve the formula? How can you improve it without more practice?"
"Thank you, Dad. I will study hard and become a great pharmacist."
"Okay, school starts today, so you should report there quickly." Yan's mother urged.
The family of three finished chatting warmly, and no one remembered Yan Hao, who lived next door and was admitted to the Federal University this year and was also going to take the pharmacy major. Instead, Wu Mingchuan, who was checking the list at the side, remembered Yan Hao.
"Hey, Yan Fei, it seems that your brother didn't pass the exam." Wu Mingchuan asked in surprise.
"What? How is that possible?" Yan Fei didn't believe it.
"Really, I've confirmed it three times." Although Wu Mingchuan didn't like Yan Hao, he never doubted Yan Hao's ability. From childhood to adulthood, he always ranked first in any exam with Yan Hao. Therefore, even if he thought that Yan Fei would fail to pass the pharmacy exam, he never thought that Yan Hao would fail.
"That's impossible. My brother's potion-making ability is much better than mine. He could make the third-level soothing potion in his second year of high school." Yan Fei was also a little confused at this time.
"Did he perform poorly?" Wu Mingchuan said, "Last time when we met him after the exam, he didn't show off to you or deliberately provoke you. These past few days, he even disappeared without a trace. He must have known that he didn't do well in the exam, so he didn't have the face to show off in front of you."
Poor performance?!
Yan Fei was stunned for a moment, then he stood up and walked out of the room, standing at the door of the next room.
"What are you doing?" Wu Mingchuan quickly stopped Yan Fei who was about to knock on the door.
"I want to see my brother." Yan Fei said, "He is such a competitive person. If he fails the exam, he will definitely be very sad."
"Why are you worried about him? I think he deserves it." Wu Mingchuan gloated, "Have you forgotten how he treated you in the past? He would show off in front of you if he got one point more than you. Now that he has performed poorly, let him experience the feeling of failure."
"But……"
"Let's go. You are just too kind. I tell you, people like Yan Hao won't appreciate it. If you go in now, he might think you are here to show off on purpose." Wu Mingchuan said.
This reason finally convinced Yan Fei. He did not insist on knocking on the door to go in, but left the hotel with Wu Mingchuan and went to the school to complete the admission procedures.
After they left, Yan Hao slowly sat up from the bed. Wu Mingchuan was right. If Yan Fei came in to comfort him at this time, he would definitely think that Yan Fei was showing off.
In the previous life, because the purple gold grass was rare, the school set up a research team to develop a medicinal herb that could replace the purple gold grass. He worked in the laboratory for three months without sleep, but eventually lost to Yan Fei. That was the first time he lost to Yan Fei. He was so frustrated that Yan Fei came to comfort him and said that he was lucky. At that time, he thought Yan Fei came here to show off on purpose, saying that he was a hypocritical show-off.
Yan Fei ran away after being scolded by him. From then on, his life in the laboratory became difficult. Even his mentor, who had always valued him, severely criticized him, saying that he was narrow-minded, selfish, jealous, and unlikely to achieve great things.
Shaking his head vigorously, Yan Hao forced himself to forget the memories of his past life. He turned on his portable optical computer and planned to check the admission list of the Mecha Manufacturing Department. However, before he had time to open his mailbox, two messages popped up in the optical computer.
Sheng Heng: [Younger brother, congratulations. ]
Cheng Wenkang: [Damn, you're great, Yan Hao. You're the best in your field. You're awesome. From now on, I'll have to ask you to repair my mecha.]
The depressed mood he had just felt disappeared instantly after seeing these two messages. He stood up, jumped out of bed, opened the curtains on the hotel balcony to let the sunlight fill the room, and then replied one by one.
TO Sheng Heng: [Thank you, senior. ]
TO Cheng Wenkang: [As long as the seniors don’t mind, I’d be happy to do so. ]
It turned out that choosing to study mecha manufacturing was the right decision. As long as I don’t compete with the protagonist and get first place in the exam, I won’t be annoying to others anymore. Some people may even congratulate me.
If I keep doing this, will I be liked by others?
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