Chapter 110: Do you want to step on the sewing machine?

"Yes, that's right!"

Tang Yuanmao's eyes began to burst into tears as he spoke, the furrow-like wrinkles on his face deepened, and the knots formed by the two eyebrows were about to come together.

"Teacher, you don't know how I survived that time, I'm afraid that when I wake up, I won't have any memory about you in my head, so I don't dare to close my eyes all night, and I finally squint, and I will wake up immediately.

Later, after staying up for a month, I couldn't hold it anymore, collapsed in the laboratory, was sent to the hospital ICU, and it took half a month to save my life.

When I woke up, it felt like the sky was falling, I couldn't have forgotten about you, right?

Fortunately, God has been very kind to me and has not taken away the memory of you. ”

Tang Yuanmao is old, and his speech is already slow, plus he will choke while talking, just over a hundred words, he was said for nearly ten minutes.

Sang Ning had always felt that she had no patience, but this time she listened very carefully, and did not breed any impatience because of Tang Yuanmao's slow speech.

On the contrary, as Tang Yuanmao stobed, his heart became throbbing.

I haven't slept for a whole month, this baby is a werewolf!

Seeing that Sang Ning was silent, Tang Yuanmao put away his emotions, wiped the tears on his face, and asked with unfinished crying in his voice: "Teacher, do you have any ideas?" ”

"Little soup." Sang Ning called Tang Yuanmao very seriously.

Tang Yuanmao didn't know why, so he responded blankly: "Ang? ”

Then I saw Sang Ning stand up from the chair, prop her hands on the desk, and said with a stern face: "I should tell you before disappearing, no matter what happens, even if the sky falls, you must ensure eight hours of scientific sleep every day!" ”

Tang Yuanmao: "......"

Now is the time to be sad, is it really good to talk about scientific sleep?

"So, Master, you believe what I say, don't you?"

To be honest, the moment he decided to tell Sang Ning the truth, he was actually very apprehensive.

It's inconceivable that a living person disappears out of thin air and reappears again 45 years later.

If Sang Ning didn't believe him, he still felt that he was an old hooligan who was looking for an excuse to harass her, and he called the police in a fit of anger, and he didn't know how to quibble with the police.

"I believe that saving you and giving you another kick is indeed something I will do." Sang Ning's frowning brows finally flattened, and his body sat back in the chair very relaxed.

The corners of Tang Yuanmao's eyes couldn't help twitching, he was worthy of being a teacher, and his perspective on thinking about problems was different from ordinary people.

Sang Ning looked up at the ceiling and suddenly felt confused.

According to Tang Yuanmao, she was originally a marginal character in this book who didn't even deserve her name, but she obviously came into this book from reality.

Sang Ning, who didn't even deserve her name in the book 45 years ago, Sang Ning, the cannon fodder who was the control group of real daughters in the book 45 years later, and Sang Ning, who lives in reality.

What is the connection between the three?

Few things could bother her, but now a great mystery was intertwined before her.

What is the connection between the space-time vortex and the doggy system that wants to force her to increase her followers by 100 million?

Sang Ning felt a headache and was ready to ignore these annoying questions for the time being.

She sat up straight, her elbows on the table, her chin supported by her ten fingers, she looked up at Tang Yuanmao slightly, and asked, "Didn't you say that since I left, you have been studying the space-time vortex?" How's the research going? ”

Tang Yuanmao reached out and touched the back of his head, pursed his lips and stopped talking, then pulled his short gray hair with his hand, and said with his eyes: "The current research progress is zero." ”

Sang Ning: "......"

45 years ago, the progress was zero, and 45 years later, the progress is still zero, which is simply a lonely research.

Tang Yuanmao saw that Sang Ning's expression was worried, and hurriedly made up for it and explained: "I have accumulated a lot of theoretical knowledge, but every time I fail, isn't the progress zero?" ”

Tang Yuanmao stared at Sang Ning, and suddenly a spiritual light flashed in his mind, and he clapped his hands vigorously with excitement, and then said: "Teacher, you yourself should be regarded as a witness of the vortex of time and space, how about I personally invite you to participate in this research now?" ”

"Nope." Sang Ning refused, "There are rules in the astronomical laboratory that non-staff are not allowed to enter. ”

"It's not a problem." Tang Yuanmao immediately waved his hand, "I am the dean, and I have the authority to let you enter the laboratory." ”

Sang Ning pursed her lips speechlessly: "Xiao Tang, do you think that you are the dean of the end?" If it is known that you use your private power to let me in, the dismissal and demotion will be considered light, and if it is serious, it is estimated that you and I will have to go in and step on the sewing machine. ”

Tang Yuanmao was anxious: "Then what else can I do?" At present, there is no other way for you to enter the laboratory in the open. ”

"Yes!" Sang Ning said very decisively.

Tang Yuanmao pricked up two old ears: "What is it?" ”

"If I am admitted to the graduate school of your school, as long as I become one of yours, won't I have a legitimate reason to enter the laboratory?"

"Then I might as well take you in." Tang Yuanmao felt that this method was inappropriate.

Sang Ning is a star now, and he doesn't know how much professional knowledge she still remembers, not to mention, in recent years, the number of graduate students has risen wildly, and the graduate school entrance examination has entered the hell mode.

"Teacher, you don't have to think about it anymore, I either doubt your professional level, or I simply feel that studying is very tiring, you are a big star, you are running around every day, what should you do if your body collapses when the time comes?"

In order not to make Sang Ning think too much, Tang Yuanmao made up an excellent lie.

But Sang Ning snorted coldly disapprenosingly.

Admit it, Sao Nian, you're doubting my professionalism.

"Okay, don't say it, I'm not a person who listens to persuasion, I've passed the exam, and you will be my mentor when the time comes."

Seeing that Sang Ning insisted, Tang Yuanmao couldn't say anything more.

Just quietly thinking in my heart, how can I release water to Sang Ning under the condition of ensuring legal compliance?

Sang Ning thought about it, the Zijin Research Institute can generally determine the list of newly admitted graduate students at the end of February every year, and there are still about five months before the task deadline given to her by the system.

Take advantage of this time, you can study whether there are other ways to survive, after all, it is really like a fantasy to complete the goal of 100 million fans in a year.

After saying business, the air instantly fell silent.

Neither of them is a social cow, so they don't know what topic to talk about for a while.

Sang Ning took out her mobile phone from her pocket and glanced at it, then looked up at Tang Yuanmao, breaking the silence in the air without hurrying.

"Xiaotang, can you lend me some money first?"