Chapter 9 Veneto's physique is truly extraordinary
At 9:20, when Veneto saw Zhuang Yan again, he had a feeling that he didn't know him.
Zhuang Yan washed his hair, shaved his beard, the collar of his shirt was white, and his white coat hung down to his knees. When he approached, he could smell the freshness of the shaving water, which was different from the shape of the homeless man under the overpass in the morning.
Even Veneto's critical eye couldn't point to the problem. She suddenly felt that as long as it was washed, Zhuang Yan's pure natural hairstyle was still quite pleasing to the eye.
Then Veneto saw the stack of papers in Zhuang Yan's hand, and sighed in his heart, could it be a physical examination book again?
Zhuang Yan looked up and saw Veneto standing at the door, and said casually, "Coming?" With a pencil in his hand, he pointed to the scale at the door and said, "Go up." ”
"Don't!" Veneto had an inexplicable resistance to the scale, and stamped his feet sternly in resistance, "Didn't you read it yesterday!" Forty-one kilograms! You're too forgetful! ”
"Anyway, I'm going to build an indicator monitoring file for you, and plot a height-date curve and a weight-date curve to support mathematical modeling." Zhuang Yan walked over impatiently, and the frightened Veneto bit his lip and stepped back nervously, "Don't grind, hurry up and finish it, there are acceleration detection and virtual driving exercises." ”
Veneto was desperate.
"If you show someone the medical form, I'll kill you." Miss Veneto compromised, tilted her head and loosened her clasp, took off her little hat, and her silver hair swayed beautifully. Then she bent down and took off her shoes and walked onto the instrument.
Zhuang Yan said proudly: "It's right to be obedient." I'll keep it a secret for you. Then read and record.
Twenty-five minutes later.
"Come on! Hold on! You can do it! Zhuang Yan pressed Miss Veneto's head into the overflowing basin with force, staring feverishly at the stopwatch, ignoring her struggles and splashing, without any pity: "It's been twenty minutes!" It's about to break the record! Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety, and persistence is victory! ”
Then Veneto slapped Zhuang Yan's face, firmly and forcefully pushed him away, and when Zhuang Yan screamed and covered his face, Miss Veneto raised her head and came out of the water, and her wet hair threw out a silvery arc, and then she propped herself on the table and panted desperately: "Take your dirty hands away!" Next time, no matter what strange indicators are detected, your dirty hands are not allowed to touch me! ”
Zhuang Yan walked back while filling in the data, leaving five clear fingerprints on his face, as if he had been slapped by the head of Huashan with a five-ding open mountain palm. He shamelessly said: "The first step to breaking through the limit is to measure the limit!" You are a delicate lady, how can you reach your own limits without the help of external forces! ”
"You're the eldest lady! When Miss Ben was galloping on the surface of the sea to defeat the deep-sea fleet, you were still drunk and dreaming of death in your own vomit! Miss Veneto retorted indignantly, and then smugly concerned about her results: "What is the reading of the stopwatch?" ”
"Ah," Zhuang Yan picked up the watch and looked at it, and innocently threw the pocket watch to Veneto: "Your attack was too fierce just now, and when I was defending myself, I accidentally pressed the wrong button." But that's okay, let's take a break and test again! ”
Veneto held his pocket watch in both hands, turned it over and saw that it was back to zero.
Her forehead popped up with furious crosses.
Miss Battleship threw her pocket watch into the arms of Dr. Unscrupulous, and exclaimed, "Believe it or not, I'll put your head in the water for twenty minutes!" Let you also touch the limits of the human body! After speaking, he jumped up and pulled Zhuang Yan's white coat.
Zhuang Yan smiled slyly: "If you don't want to, you won't, don't beat people." I lied to you. Twenty-one minutes, thirty-six seconds, seven seconds. Throw off the human world record a few streets, congratulations. ”
Miss Veneto indignantly combed her wet hair, and was so happy that she refused to laugh at him, muttering, "Perverted." "It's the beauty that steals the beauty with his back to him.
"Take a break, and then it's the key part." Zhuang Yan looked at his watch, "Pressure resistance, vacuum resistance and acceleration tolerance." Let's go. He put the little black gauze top hat on his head on the table and walked out with the form.
Veneto was a little nervous. She knew that acceleration tolerance was the most important part, and that the average fighter pilot had the physical fitness to withstand five times the acceleration of gravity. And she has little confidence in this.
When the Fleet Sisters went on the roller coaster, the girls were screaming, but Veneto didn't squeak.
Because the strongest battleship lady "chicked" and went into shock when she was flying down.
Veneto's vacuum resistance test was excellent, and even when the atmospheric pressure plummeted to zero, the internal environment in her body remained stable, not even a single bubble. She sat quietly with her knees against the glass wall, holding her breath and looking at Zhuang Yan with a nervous expression, her red eyes full of pride and curiosity.
She didn't know what Zhuang Yan was nervous about. But it's always good for him to be nervous, and she thought that the perverted doctor would be heartless and watching the progress while snorting noodles.
"Fifty-nine. Sixty. Zhuang Yan's heart trembled with the timer. It's been a minute. Even a trained astronaut should have died twenty seconds ago.
The way a vacuum kills a person is not by a lack of oxygen, but by the blood precipitating bubbles under the condition of a sudden drop in pressure. Someone like Veneto, who takes his breath and goes in, the air that enters his lungs explodes in a matter of seconds, and then a continuous explosion is heard in the vacuum. Of course, there can be no sound in a vacuum, and that sound is blood boiling all over the body.
Zhuang Yan was ready to be rescued, but a minute passed, and Veneto neither spewed blood mist, nor protruded his eyes and tongue like a hanged ghost, his pretty face was still bright, and his skin was as smooth as new.
Veneto tilted her head to look at Zhuang Yan, the first time she was stared at so intently but she was not annoyed, because she saw Zhuang Yan's face full of ghostly expression, nervous as if facing a great enemy, surprised and puzzled, and nervous with concern.
Zhuang Yan undoubtedly cared about Veneto, and the last thing he wanted was for Veneto to explode into a puddle of jam and smear on the glass wall under his own test.
As if sensing Zhuang Yan's fearful concern, Veneto suddenly became naughty and childlike, and the corners of his mouth hooked, and this seemingly innocent smile was full of charming mystery. Then she tilted her head against the glass wall and closed her eyes gently, her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, her pulse slowing, and she gradually sank into a peaceful sleep.
She wants to set a record for Zhuang Yan and let him look at her with admiration for the rest of her life.
Zhuang Yan was scared.
He immediately terminated the experiment, methodically refilled the container with mixed air, and began to slap the glass wall hard: "Hey! Wake up! Hold on! It's all over when you go to sleep, give me a toughness, bastard! ”
Then, in a fit of rage, without waiting for the pressurization to finish, he used his authority to force open the airtight door and try to get in and pull Veneto out.
Then Miss Veneto, who was woken up, opened her red pupils casually, looked at Zhuang Yan who was frightened with disdain, and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you nervous about, I can break the record in the case of reducing metabolism, don't interrupt others without permission!" ”
Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Did you do it on purpose?" Not in shock? ”
Veneto nodded and handed the joking Qiubo: "You think I'm dead?" ”
Zhuang Yan narrowed his eyes, and then said, "Take a breath and hold it." Then he relentlessly retreated, closed the door tightly, zeroed the stopwatch, and announced: "Do it all over again, the left hand button is the end order, the right hand button is the rescue order, this time you are not allowed to sleep, keep eye contact with me." Then the experiment was coldly launched.
"Hey!" Before Veneto's annoyed protest could be made, an air valve rang, and the air behind the glass wall was drained step by step, and she held her breath alertly.
The two men looked at each other through the glass wall, Zhuang Yan squinted at the dead fish, and Veneto glared at him with wide red eyes, expressing condemnation and protest.
The results of the test made Zhuang Yan ecstatic. At the twenty-fifty-second mark, Veneto pressed the stop command. When she came out patting her heart, Miss Veneto still looked disdainful:
"If I couldn't hold it back, I wouldn't have come out."
Zhuang Yan looked at her with the eyes of a baby, circled around her, and chattered endlessly: "Climb to the peak, climb to the peak." ”