In fact, Wei Mingxu is fundamentally worried. Those lines were written by Zhuang Yan two years ago to guard against his roommate, and after moving to the Qifeng base, Zhuang Yan was abused by Wei Xu in a fancy way, and he never had the idea of flipping through comic books. He even had to drink to help him sleep, and he wasn't in the mood to read comics at all.

That's why these things were hastily stuffed into the closet by Zhuang Yan.

And Zhuang Yan's own clothes are either hung on the coat rack, or spread on the ground, on the bed, and the whole room is Zhuang Yan's wardrobe. However, Wei Mingxu, a Virgo, has too serious obsessive-compulsive disorder, so he must be meticulous, the task must be seamless, and the aftermath must be perfect, so he tortures himself to death.

If it weren't for keeping everything as it was, Wei Mingxu would never have tolerated a dirty and messy dormitory. When leaving the dormitory cabin, Wei Mingxu tried his best to resist the urge to clean up Zhuang Yan's dormitory spotlessly.

And Wei Mingxu didn't have to be nervous at all, because Zhuang Yan didn't go back to the dormitory all night.

At nine o'clock in the evening, after Veneto finished decompressing, Zhuang Yan was dizzy with hunger, and begged Veneto to bring him something to eat when he came back, because he stayed in the laboratory to sort out the data and was not happy to move.

Veneto was also dizzy, and was eager to go back, take a fragrant bath, and leave with a full mouthful of promises.

And then two hours passed,

When Veneto pushed the door in, he found Zhuang Yan dying of hunger, lying on the table and almost turning into a dried corpse.

"Now, it's time to eat!" Veneto knocked Zhuang Yan on the head with a ruler.

"You, do you want to starve Lao Tzu to death?" Zhuang Yan looked up angrily and saw Veneto push over a plate of pasta, and then looked left and right without squeaking. Seeing her rare well-behaved, Zhuang Yan clumsily picked up the fork and bowed his head to fight with the pasta stained with tomato sauce and steak.

But the first time Zhuang Yan ate this, he felt that eating noodles with a fork was simply anti-human, he tried it a few times, and the noodles all slid down from the fork, and instead splashed a few drops of tomato sauce on his mouth.

"No more! Bring me chopsticks! Zhuang Yan lost his temper and threw down his fork in annoyance.

Veneto picked up his fork, skillfully rolled up a mouthful of pasta stained with tomato sauce, and protested: "How can you be worthy of your doctorate if you give up like this, and give me a bite of anything!" While muttering, the other hand pinched Zhuang Yan's cheeks and forcibly fed them.

Zhuang Yan's strength was not worth mentioning in front of the strongest battleship, he waved his hand, and then clenched the paper on the table.

Veneto put down his fork, blinked expectantly at Zhuang Yan chewing, and asked, "How is it?" It's not delicious. ”

Zhuang Yan was so hungry that he burst into tears, and he had reached the point where eating was as sweet as honey, and he choked with tears: "It's delicious." ”

Miss Veneto straightened up proudly, clapped her hands and laughed, "I knew it!" When I went there, the restaurant was out of food, so I had to show you the Italian food myself. You're in luck, no one but you have ever had this honor. ”

Zhuang Yan thought while gobbling it up, grass, noodles are not soaked in the red pepper soup, can they be eaten? But I'm so hungry that I don't care about eating.

Veneto diligently watched him whirlwindly, triumphantly than he was fed.

Zhuang Yan explained while eating: "I may have to stay up late today, while my body is still in good condition, I will quickly do the acceleration tolerance test and the liquid life support system test, and I will analyze the data overnight." ”

Veneto's eyes widened and complained, "There are still two days, what's the hurry?" People have just finished taking a shower. ”

"There's a lot of work, and there's no time left for emergencies." Zhuang Yan swallowed the raw steak in a few bites, and Miss Veneto, who was watching, was dumbfounded, "Song Dan must be under a lot of pressure." We're going to have to hurry. ”

"You care so much about her?" Veneto naughtily raised his index finger, "Look up and don't look down, you chase her, the success rate will be very high!" ”

Zhuang Yan paused, thought for a second, and then ate faster.

"Commencement." He left half of the plate and scribbled his mouth, "I've already adjusted it." ”

Veneto bit his lip, his heart fluttering. She was afraid of the feeling that the world was spinning. The last time she rode the roller coaster, she went into shock at the first corner.

But her pride did not allow her to back down. She would never admit to "coercing" such a thing.

At this time, the doorbell rang, and a pair of eyes appeared in the LCD screen next to the sealed hatch, and a polite voice floated out:

"Dr. Zhuang Yan? I'm your assistant Li Ming, is it convenient to come in? ”

Zhuang Yan agreed, and Li Ming immediately used his authority to open the hatch and walked in with his head down.

Zhuang Yan noticed that the magnetic stripe injected into Li Ming's wrist flashed purple when working, which was a unique sign of the special permission verification stage, proving that Li Ming had the authority to mobilize combat units, the authority to mobilize law enforcement teams, and the authority to contact the computer center. This is a symbol of one person under ten thousand people in the Qifeng base, and the ability to use the galaxy billion-time computer in the computing center requires extremely high status and unquestionable authority.

If Wei Xu's special authority was exchanged for status, then Li Ming's special authority came from even more complicated. This is in huge contrast to Li Ming's politeness, in Zhuang Yan's eyes, Li Ming's politeness when he knocks on the door makes him disgusted.

Zhuang Yan has prejudices. He believed that Li Ming's politeness was as condescending as the cultivation displayed by the Spaniards to the indigenous Indians.

The Spaniards eventually killed all the Native Americans in their sight. Zhuang Yan believes that this history will repeat itself in himself.

He stood in place with the experimental record, and Li Mingcheng was single-handed, like two meteorites dragging flames in the atmosphere.

Li Ming walked in with his head bowed and looked up while buttoning the cuffs. He has the graceful curly pale blonde hair of the Greeks, and the eyes under the light eyebrows are deep-set, deep like a deep pool under the moon, and the dark eyes are hidden in the deep pool, which is more mysterious and rich, as if all-encompassing. He didn't know how many good bloodlines he had plagiarized, so the bridge of his nose was upturned, his thin lips were sharp and angular, his cheeks were plump and measured, and the line of his jaw was beautiful as if he had been painstakingly carved by Rodin for a month.

He almost touched the pinnacle of human beings in appearance, so Zhuang Yan's first reaction was "Handsome wants to shoot him". Even if Li Ming is framed flat, the curvature of the corners of his mouth and the line of the bridge of his nose still make people's hearts beat faster. Even if all his colors are sucked dry, and he is destroyed into a stick figure, his lines are so delicate that they cannot be reproduced, and they are lifelike.

In addition, he was very well-dressed, in the rather cold underground base, wearing a gentle and friendly V-neck sweater, and a white academic coat was also meticulous, so Miss Veneto was completely stupid, and she scanned Li Ming up and down more than a dozen times in a few seconds, and she couldn't get tired of looking at it.

Veneto was actually glad that Li Ming was not a woman. What a desperate thing to do.

Li Ming glanced at it, Zhuang Yan was squinting, and Veneto's beautiful eyes widened, as if he wanted to take a photo of Li Ming and burn it in his head. But Li Ming turned his head to look at the leftover pasta on the table, and shouted excitedly: "The restaurant hasn't served pasta for a long time!" Could it be that Dr. Zhuang did it himself? ”

As he spoke, he picked up a touch of ketchup without disgust, sucked his fingers and tasted it, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he shouted with joy:

"This taste is awesome, there is no restaurant within a radius of two hundred kilometers that can make such an authentic taste, Dr. Zhuang Yan please allow me to rub the rice, if there is a chance."

Zhuang Yan almost threw up.

"You, a lord with special authority, why do you have to kneel and lick me shamelessly?" Zhuang Yan was still slandering, and then noticed something.

The unruly Miss Veneto blushed at some point, bowed her head and hid to the side with her pretty face in her hands, and kicked the smooth ground in embarrassment, wanting to shout with joy: "I did it!" But he didn't dare to squeak reservedly, happy and sad, and his expression was colorful.

Zhuang Yan's eyes fell, his chin fell to the ground, the painting style turned into a black and white line of miserable vicissitudes, and his ears seemed to sound the sad and sad erhu, and the cruel reality and cold truth collapsed and fell above his head: "When I see a handsome guy, I become gentle!" What about the angry Miss Veneto who was with me? What about that Miss Veneto who is tearing me apart! Don't pretend to be so fast, it's really like a shy and pitiful little princess, the strongest battleship in her heart, Uncle Veneto, who crushed the common people, was seamlessly hidden by her! If you really look at the treatment!! ”