Zhang Heng was woken up by his mother's knock on the door.

Ran to the toilet in a daze and washed his face, suddenly, Zhang Heng only felt refreshed in his mind, and when he walked out of the bathroom, his parents had already set up dinner in the living room.

After dinner, Zhang Heng originally planned to continue his sleeping career, but his father suddenly knocked Zhang Heng's head with chopsticks.

"What?"

Zhang Heng was startled, thinking that he had done something wrong again, which made his father unhappy.

"Did you tell Xiaoxin about your kid's development?" Father Zhang asked with a glare.

"Not yet." Zhang Heng shook his head blankly, the Xiaoxin in Zhang's father's mouth was Zhang Heng's sister. My sister is four years younger than Zhang Heng, and she is in her third year of high school this year, and she lives in the headquarters of Bashu Middle School, and can only go home once a month.

Speaking of Bashu Middle School, the first reaction of Chongzhou people is almost the iconic slogan, 'Today I am proud of Bashu, tomorrow Bashu will be proud of me.' ’

In addition, it is probably the well-known title of 'Loser School'.

Bashu Middle School is a veritable aristocratic school, with many rich people like a carp crossing the river, but the style of study is very strong, accounting for the top five in the college admission rate in Chongzhou City, so many ordinary people would rather spend a lot of money to send their children to this school.

And Zhang Heng's sister is like this.

When Zhang Xin took the high school entrance examination three years ago, she didn't play well because of the nervousness on the spot, and her score was only enough to go to a third-rate high school, so Zhang's father resolutely decided to lead the whole family to cut down on food and clothing, and spent money to send Zhang Xin to the aristocratic school Bashu Middle School.

For this reason, Zhang Heng's college tuition that semester was almost not enough.

Boys should be poor and girls should be rich, this is the life principle that Zhang's father has always implemented, but Zhang Heng has been forced to develop the habit of bearing hardships and standing hard work and being independent since he was a child.

However, Zhang Heng didn't feel unfair, if it weren't for the strong personality he had cultivated since childhood, he would not have survived in the Resident Evil plane, faced with the problem of insufficient tuition, Zhang Heng just took an extra job, and gritted his teeth and survived.

For this reason, Zhang's father often felt sorry for Zhang Heng.

In fact, the family's economy was so tight before, it was not related to Zhang Heng's sister going to school in Bashu, not to mention the tuition fee, the sponsorship fee of more than 30,000 yuan was enough for ordinary families to drink a pot.

"Go, you go and drive your sister back, and tomorrow we will go to the restaurant together to celebrate." At this time, I don't know what kind of wind he was smoking, Zhang's father said while smoking an after-dinner cigarette.

"Now?" Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the time.

"Today, Friday, school is closed." Father Zhang waved his hand impatiently, "Go and go back quickly." ”

"Okay." Zhang Heng was speechless, the old man had not been eccentric for a day or two, Zhang Heng had long been used to it, so he had to pick up the car key and leave the house.

Out of the house, Zhang Heng did not go directly to Bashu Middle School, but looked at the time, there were still three hours before his sister studied at night, Zhang Heng would definitely not be able to enter the school gate when he arrived at the school at this time, so he simply drove to the commercial street in the center of the city, and spent half an hour to change his dress.

When he came out of the commercial building, Zhang Heng was dressed in a light blue woodpecker casual suit, a white shirt inside, a pair of Versace jeans on the lower body, and Iron Shitoni casual combat boots on his feet.

Looking at his domineering and cool appearance in the rearview mirror, Zhang Heng nodded with satisfaction, and finally put on a pair of Armani polarized sunglasses, and then drove towards Bashu Middle School again, and at the same time dialed his sister's phone.

"Hello?" A soft, soft voice came from the phone.

"Hey, hey, I'm your brother."

"Brother, why did you call me?" The voice on the phone seemed a little nervous.

Zhang Heng felt that his sister's tone was wrong, listened carefully, and could faintly hear the noisy heavy metal music on the other end of the phone, and immediately raised his eyebrows, "Xiaoxin, where are you?" ”

"I ......" the voice on the phone seemed to be a little flustered, "I'm studying in the study room, oops, the teacher is coming, I'm going to hang up." With that, there was a beep on the phone.

Zhang Heng snorted coldly, he didn't believe in this clumsy trick at all, and dialed the phone again, but before he could connect, there was a prompt that 'the user you dialed has been turned off'.

Zhang Heng suddenly had a headache, his sister is good everywhere, she looks beautiful, and her figure is slender and tall, but under the pampering of her father, she has developed the habit of being rude and playful.

's good looks and playful personality doomed her to suffer more than ordinary people in high school.

Zhang Heng also experienced the chaotic period of high school, so he knew very well - high school was the junction between adults and minors, and many people made mistakes there and experienced countless firsts in their lives.

The first time you smoke, the first time you drink, the first time you fight, the first time you skip class, the first time you fall in love; Even, for the first time, I secretly tasted the forbidden fruit......

It is precisely because he knows the chaos in high school, therefore, Zhang Heng once warned his sister personally: "If you let me know that after you go to Bashu Middle School, you don't study hard but secretly fall in love, I will break all your legs and your object's legs!" ”

Of course, breaking a leg or something is just an exaggeration, Zhang Heng just can't stand his parents getting up early every day and being greedy for darkness, setting up stalls to do business until late at night, and the money earned by sweat is wasted by his sister.

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng's expression gradually became cold, if he heard it correctly, he heard the sound of heavy metal music that only a bar can come from on his sister's phone.

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng dialed his sister's best friend's phone again, his sister's best friend is called Yang Yang, who lives in that old community like his own family, and it is precisely because of the close distance between their homes that the two have become inseparable close friends.

However, unexpectedly, Zhang Heng found that Yang Yang's phone was the same as his sister, and he had just dialed it out, and a busy sound came out, as if he hung up directly after seeing the identity of the caller.

Zhang Heng's expression was even more solemn, at this time he was 100% sure that his sister had something to hide from him, and the next moment, he immediately sent Yang Yang a message:

"I know you're at the bar right now, you and Xiaoxin remember to protect yourself, and if someone invites you to go somewhere, you must not agree! Even if that person is a classmate you know well, you know? I'm going to take Xiaoxin home now, can you tell me the address of the bar? Good...... Zhang Heng must be thanked! ”

After sending out the message, Zhang Heng took a deep breath, and for some reason, he only felt an irrepressible sense of irritability in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

At this moment, Zhang Heng's mobile phone suddenly rang, Zhang Heng hurriedly connected without looking, "Hey, is it Xiaoxin, are you ......?"

"Hello, Mr. Zhang Heng, I am the dean of the Chongzhou Branch of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and my name is Li Lian." On the phone, a middle-aged man's muffled voice came.

Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment, and swallowed the words he was going to say back into his stomach, "Hello, what are you looking for me?" ”

"I have read your information from the Provincial Human Resources Department, and I think you do have something remarkable in virus bioengineering, I wonder if you are interested in working in our Chongzhou Branch of the Chinese Academy of Sciences?" The voice seemed to be used to giving orders, and even when it was complimentary, the tone was very stiff, and without the slightest minus, it directly stated its purpose.

"Sorry, no." Since the other party was so simple, Zhang Heng didn't bother to talk nonsense, and refused directly, and hung up the phone at the same time.

The other party must have come to the door because he knew that he was the inventor of the T-1. Although Zhang Heng told Li Jianguo not to reveal his identity, but that can only be concealed from ordinary people, in the face of the country, Zhang Heng has no intention of concealing his identity at all, because that is impossible in itself.

However, as soon as he hung up, the mobile phone immediately rang again, and Zhang Heng picked it up and saw that it was still the same landline number before.

"Hey, I have something important to do now, please don't bother me if you can!" Zhang Heng impatiently pressed the answer button, and without waiting for the other party to speak, he unceremoniously refused. At this time, he was worried about his sister's personal safety, where could he have time to negotiate terms with the other party?

"Mr. Zhang Heng, if you don't want to join us, of course we won't force it, but I don't know if you can give us a copy of the information about T-1? We, the Chongshu Branch, are willing to exchange the price. The voice continued unhurriedly.

Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment, and the next second he suddenly fell into vigilance, "I don't know what you're talking about, what T-1?" Did you make the wrong call? ”

"Mr. Zhang Heng, please don't get me wrong, we are indeed from the Chinese Academy of Sciences, but due to some internal reasons, we have to wait until a month later to get access to the T-1, so ......" The voice on the phone seemed to be a little awkward.

Zhang Heng shook his head irritably, and said unceremoniously, "I'm sorry, I'm really not free now, what's the matter to wait until I'm free, OK?" With that, he hung up the phone again.

At this time, not far from the suburbs of Chongzhou, inside a military base set up by the state, a middle-aged man wearing a dark green military uniform and a major general's shoulder flower on his epaulettes hung up the phone with a blue face.

Beside him, a group of gray-haired, white-coat researchers covered their mouths and snickered, as if they were very happy to see the middle-aged man deflated.

"Hehe, Li boy, you, the branch dean with the rank of major general, personally invited, and the other party ignored you, it seems that your identity doesn't work." An elderly man with all white hair scoffed unceremoniously.

"Hmph, if he was my soldier, I would have tied him up a long time ago!" The middle-aged general, known as Li Xiaozi, snorted coldly, and unwillingly ordered the two young researchers next to him, "Call him once a day in the future, and if he changes his mind, remember to notify me immediately!" ”

"Understood!" The two hurriedly stood up and saluted.