On January 7th, Nanming had another exam, and it was rare to get up early in the morning, planning to go to the office to review with Su Hongyi and Han Dong. During the two-day exam season, many students in the class who can't occupy the self-study room often come to the conference room here, with comfortable air conditioning, 24-hour snack supply, and special service staff, not to mention how happy.

Yesterday afternoon, under Ma Liang's bitter pleading, Nanming finally authorized the hospital and research institute to help Wang Xi with treatment. In any case, Wang Xi's leg was broken by him in the process of chasing Zida, in fact, Ma Liang suffered it on behalf of others.

Moreover, Nan Ming also saw it very clearly, Ma Liang helped Wang Xi come out at this time, just because he was subject to Wang Xi, Nan Ming did this, which was equivalent to helping Ma Liang untie the trap and turn enemies into friends, Nan Ming has always liked it.

Ma Liang was very grateful to Nan Ming, but looking at Wang Xi's little eyes that didn't show any gratitude when he left, Nan Ming knew that this guy must still hold a grudge.

However, Nan Ming was too lazy to take care of these things, and after some tossing, he could finally return to his daily life, so he didn't bother with those intrigues, a Wang Xi, and he couldn't worry about it.

Otherwise, Su Wenjie, a professional manager, took the money for nothing?

People like Zida who need his old man to take action in person, the less the better.

As soon as the car arrived at the gate of the research institute, he saw seven or eight people standing in the greenhouse next to him, and saw Nanming coming, and one of them waved to Nanming.

Nan Ming got out of the car, got into the greenhouse, and wondered, "Uncle, what are you doing here?"

Old Man Jiang was red and said with a smile: "Of course it's morning exercise!"

Jiang and Peng were both wearing silk shirts, obviously just finished tai chi, and their brains were a little sweaty, and the humidity in the greenhouse was high, and the temperature was also good. I'm afraid it's not more than 20 degrees, and there is a feeling of being young and thin.

Nan Ming was speechless for a long time, and said: "It's not all bright yet, after a night of anaerobic breathing, the air is still full of carbon dioxide, right?"

"You know?" Old Man Peng gave him a blank look. "The greenhouse is supplemented with halogen lamps, and it turns on at four o'clock, and now the air is just right. ”

As he spoke, he took a breath of air, quite intoxicated.

Mr. Peng is not an ordinary Chinese medicine practitioner, he is a leader in modern Chinese medicine, and his scientific literacy is much higher than that of Nanming.

Nan Ming also took a breath of air, and it was really fresh and comfortable. Compared to the air in the research institute that is filtered by a central fresh air system. It has a different taste, much fresher and more natural.

Like most of the country's inland cities, Qingyang is also facing a serious problem of smog, which continues to explode in winter, especially after the start of central heating.

At this moment, the air outside the gate was choking, all winter. It's mostly foggy, and you can't see the blue sky.

in this greenhouse. There are a variety of plants planted, and the basic closure is basically closed, and the internal air is monitored at any time, and at this time in the morning, the proportion of various components in the air is just right, fresh and rich. It's the perfect time for morning exercise.

There is a small area in the greenhouse where there are no planting things, and some equipment and instruments are put on weekdays, and now they are cleaned up as a morning exercise square, Nanming can't help but sigh, these people are really looking for a place. This kind of feng shui treasure can also be found.

But just now Nanming glanced outside, and saw that there were not just a few people inside, but a few people inside, turning his head to see, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother were squatting in the corner, resting a few small seedlings, seeing Nanming looking over, he said happily: "We asked Mr. Jiang for a small piece of land, plant some vegetables to eat, don't underestimate these peppers, pick a few a day, stir-fry is enough, and there is also a cage of lettuce over there, which is called a wang." ”

Then Zhao's father introduced all kinds of vegetables next to Nan Ming, and Nan Ming, who listened more like a carnivorous creature, only felt that there were seven or eight hundred rabbits in his head gnawing on vegetable leaves together, and he screamed that he couldn't bear it.

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother are from farmers and like to grow something, but Nanming doesn't know how these two people got on the line with Jiang Ming.

Nan Ming walked a few more steps, and with a snort, a person came out from behind the tomato in front of him, pointed at Nan Ming and said, "Be careful under your feet!"

Nan Ming was startled, stepped back, staggered, and almost sat on the ground, the man stretched out a hand, grabbed him, and said, "They all said that you should be careful!"

Nan Ming took a closer look, this person was Jiang Ming, and the two people stood up behind him, who were the father and son of Wang Wanqiang and Wang Shihao? Jiang Ming was very satisfied with Wang Shihao, nodded and said: "Xiaohao is good, he can endure his temperament, why don't you come and learn agriculture with me...... Unlike some young people, who are in a hurry and roaring, they can trample half of the plants in one trip. ”

Nan Ming rolled his eyes, are you pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey?

Wang Shihao touched his head, smiled, didn't know what to say, squatted down again, and gently turned the soil.

Jiang Ming is close to the roadside of this greenhouse, imitating the way ordinary farmers plant plants, the plants are not isolated, and the traditional soil cultivation is used, and the research is some traditional crops that can be planted on a large scale.

Old Man Jiang also paced over, nodded again and again, and said: "This thing has to be grown in the soil to be delicious, so what kind of soilless cultivation, I always feel that there is something missing when I eat it, and the food I make is not fragrant...... How about the tomatoes and eggs last night? That's where the tomatoes were picked. ”

Nanming recalled the tomato eggs last night, and suddenly salivated. As Nanming's taste becomes more and more delicious, there are fewer and fewer things that can make Nanming eat happily. The Hades banquet was too cumbersome to eat, and Nan Ming didn't want to reflect on his life every day.

Therefore, for Nanming, the speed of energy increase has not accelerated now, but as there are more and more places that need energy, it is becoming more and more precious and difficult to obtain, and the tomatoes and eggs last night are very few dishes that can make Nanming eat very happy.

"At noon today, I'll pick two tomatoes, take a knife and sprinkle a little sugar, and make you a side dish with tomatoes. Old Man Jiang said.

Even the carnivore Nanming felt a little unbearable. He covered his cheeks, feeling that his cheeks were sour, and saliva was about to flow out of the corners of his mouth, and he wanted to eat it now.

Seeing Nan Ming's happy appearance, Old Man Jiang nodded again and again, even if it was for Nan Ming to be so happy. The previous round of investment in Jiang Ming was not a loss, as for Jiang Ming, he had already received two rounds of investment from Liu Minzhong and Old Man Jiang, and there was no sign of eating people's soft mouths at all, pointing at Nan Ming and said: "Don't patronize and be happy, you kid, when will you cash in on what you promised me?"

"What?" Nan Ming had just come back to his senses from the sweet and sour red freshness of the fantasized sugar-mixed tomatoes, and he didn't know what Jiang Ming was talking about.

"Promise me a greenhouse. Jiang Ming said, "Do you still want to eat strawberries?"

"Oh oh oh!" Nan Ming recalled. Hurriedly said: "I'm going to urge Wei Ke to let this kid design a greenhouse, where did he go?"

Nan Ming arrived at the research institute and pulled a security guard and asked, "Where is Wei Ke?"

The important people in the research institute are so many people, and the security guards know everything about it, and when they heard it, they said: "Mr. Wei has been in his office. ”

In fact, the security personnel of Lazy God Security are no longer limited to security. They are more involved in the running of the institute as a whole, after the patrols. Take off the power exoskeleton and put on a white coat, you can work as an assistant in the laboratory, or pick up a keyboard to learn various programming knowledge and safety skills.

On the contrary, patrolling and standing guard is more like a rotation outside of daily work.

Yang Ji methodically evaluates everyone. After reviewing, those who feel that they can use it will issue a card and pull them into the camp of "lazy employees", and then a round of training will be carried out in the lazy gym and lazy library. It has become a multi-skilled talent, this kind of person has changed from the initial four, to the later eight, and just yesterday it has developed four, a total of twelve.

These people are extremely useful to Yang Ji, Zhao Gaofeng and others. Hard-working, highly disciplined, obedient, easy to manage, and where you need to go, there are no complaints.

As for the most troublesome study problem, because of the power of Nanming, it is the least troublesome.

Even if it is an unenlightened stone, it can grind out a seven-trick heart for you.

This method of self-production and self-sale is so easy to use that even Su Wenjie feels envious when he sees it, if he does this, there is no need to recruit people anymore, right?

However, this method can only be used within the lazy god security, and the people of the lazy god security are all from the military, and they have been tested and have a sense of confidentiality.

On the contrary, some people who joined later have not yet fully come into contact with the secrets of Nanming, such as Li Xiang and Wei Ke, have not yet gotten the card of Nanming, but according to the current progress, it should be soon.

Wei Ke's office had just been cleaned up, and there was still some smell of new furniture. As soon as Nan Ming entered the door, he saw Wei Ke holding his head, squatting in the center of the room, gloomy as if possessed by an evil spirit, and a security guard next to him was standing there with a sad face, so anxious that his expression was about to cry.

This security guard Nan Ming knows, Xiao Gao who has just joined his "lazy god employee" camp.

"What's the matter?" Nan Ming said, "Wei Ke, don't bully Little Gao. ”

"I didn't ...... It's all my fault...... I...... I broke Mr. Wei's pen ......," Xiao Gao said with a sad face.

Xiao Gao won Zhao Gaofeng's trust, and because of this, he entered Zhao Gaofeng's cultivation sequence, and just got the lazy god employee card yesterday.

Because of the recent severe situation, Zhao Gaofeng assigned him to protect Wei Ke's safety, and at the same time learned from Wei Ke, a bit of a bodyguard and assistant.

The two are actually about the same age, and they get along very well.

But this morning, Xiao Gao accidentally broke Wei Ke's pen, and trouble came.

"What pen?" Nan Ming frowned and looked at Wei Ke, who was extremely gloomy, and wondered, isn't it just a pen, why are you crying like this......

"My fountain pen ......" Wei Ke wiped the corners of his eyes, "The fountain pen I use to draw sketches, 100 ...... heroes"

Wei Ke draws design drafts and loves to use a fountain pen. For him, who has a strong sense of space, perspective, lines, etc. are not a problem, and there is no need to type a line draft.

Designing architecture is not only science and engineering, but also an art in the early stages of design, and it requires more inspiration.

People who engage in art have all kinds of quirks, and their requirements for the environment and various conditions are extremely harsh, and where the pen, ink, and paper are missing, the feeling is completely different, and the inspiration will be blocked, for example, for Wei Ke, without the pen he is used to, he will be so irritable that he can't draw anything.

If you can't even draw the initial design, how will the design be carried out later?

After Wei Ke joined Lazy God Technology, like Li Xiang, he quickly integrated into the collective.

We are all students of Qingyang University, we are all young people, we have the same experience and background, and it is so easy to integrate with each other. The first group activity that Wei Ke participated in in the Lazy God Department was to design a new prototype according to Nan Ming's idea.

After this kind of prototype is designed, it can simply subvert the existing architectural model, and designing a building that can perfectly play this new model is the first task given to Wei Ke by Nanming.

For Wei Ke, it is not only to show his ability to Nanming, but also to enter the first attempt to enter a new field of architecture, how can he not pay attention to it? He almost bathed in incense, meditated, after a night of preparation, suddenly burst of inspiration in the morning, just about to paint, but the pen broke.

All of a sudden, the previous feeling was gone, and the inspiration was lost.

This feeling of being stuck is the most painful. Throughout history, countless people have been driven crazy by this feeling. Therefore, some people say that geniuses and madmen are often just a thin line, and geniuses who are too outstanding are sometimes a burden.

Nan Ming was silent for a long time and said, "Since it was broken, then it would be good to buy another one." Brother Xiaogao, you go buy a dozen and come back, and go to the company's account. ”

"Bought it, it didn't work. Xiao Gao cried and mourned, stretched out his hand and pointed to the table, there were all kinds of pens scattered on the table, some of them had tried to dip in ink, some of them had also spent lines on the paper, and the most pitiful one was still inserted in the sketchbook, almost piercing the entire sketchbook, which showed Wei Ke's anger at the beginning.

I don't know if it's anger, it's just rage.

"You don't understand, now those heroes 100, where is there the previous good use, I was in elementary school, my father gave it to me, and I have been with it for more than ten years, the nib of the pen is a little bit sharpened by me, and now I am reluctant to ......use it" Wei Ke was almost sobbing, a pen, for others, lost or broken, that's it.

But for him, it was completely different. The angle, line, and thickness of each stroke seem to be engraved in the heart, and it is completely different if you change it.

Nan Ming sighed, took out the Parker 51 he was carrying from his pocket and handed it over, "You can try my one." ”

"It's different......" Wei Ke was still feeling sorry for himself.

"You might as well try, do you think I'm willing to lend you it?" Nan Ming was speechless, "Besides, Hero 100 is a replica of Pike 51, maybe it will work?" (To be continued......)

PS: New week, ask for recommendation votes. In addition, I have written too many dark plots recently, so hurry up and return to the light-hearted and positive plot~