Bamboo horse is straight A, what should I do?

Chapter 19 Physical Examination, Special Training From My Brother

Looking at the inhibitor in his hand, Rong Mian was amused by him.

It is indeed something that a little piggy can do.

But these inhibitors that are suitable for ordinary people are of no use to him.

"Thank you."

Rong Mian put the inhibitor back, "Tomorrow I have to go to Grandpa Qin's research institute, I don't know when I will be back, if Chen Jie wakes up, go and have a look."

"Qin Lin's research institute?" Song Yang asked.

Rong Mian nodded: "Brother stipulated that I go for a check-up every week."

"Then I'll go too."

Before Rong Mian could speak, Song Yang added, "See if I have cold legs or rheumatism."

Rong Mian: "..."

On the next Saturday, Song Yang took the car and parked it outside the dormitory to wait.

The students coming and going couldn't help but look at the car.

The design of the body is much more beautiful than ordinary suspension vehicles, and it has the license plate of the military region.

Some people watched from afar and talked in low voices.

"This should be his family's car, right? Military license plate!"

"The first number on the license plate is A, and the second number is 1. Someone in his family may serve in the First Army Corps. Chairman Song really has a background."

"Fuck! The First Legion?! I heard that even the top ten applicants in the grade may not be admitted."

"After all, it is the legion with the highest combat effectiveness, so it must be difficult to enter."

Song Yang opened the car window and stared at the dormitory in Area B motionless, almost becoming a hopeless stone.

"President Song."

Hearing someone calling him, Song Yang raised his head, and it was an omega who came over.

Qin Rui stood by the car window, his eyes secretly swept across the car.

He didn't know all of them, but one of them was limited to the Spring Festival last year, and the online auction exceeded [-] million.

"President Song, are you going out?"

Song Yang: "Is there something wrong?"

Qin Rui chuckled: "I'm going out too, can you give me a ride by the way?"

Song Yang: "I have to wait for someone."

Qin Rui frowned, and almost immediately guessed who he was waiting for.

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."

Seeing Rong Mian walking from the small garden in the dormitory area from the corner of the eye, Song Yang raised his chin: "Come on."

Qin Rui was overjoyed, and immediately walked around the car to the other side to open the co-pilot's door.

Seeing the envious faces of the people around him, he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

"You go to the back seat."

As soon as a crack was opened, Song Yang's voice came from inside.

After a pause, Qin Rui had no choice but to close it and open the door of the back seat.

"Qin Rui got into the chairman's car?! Damn, he's quick enough!"

"You can see that he is proud of it."

"Chairman Song and Chairman Rong are a couple, right?"

Coming out of the dormitory, Rong Mian listened to the surrounding discussions, and saw Song Yang waving to him from afar.

Song Yang: "Come on, breakfast is getting cold."

Rong Mian opened the passenger seat and got in, and was handed a sandwich and milk beside her.

Song Yang: "It's all over, are you hungry?"

Rong Mian: "I can't eat anything."

There was an outsider, but Rong Mian didn't say it clearly.

Song Yang said angrily: "Old Qin, it's too much not to let people eat."

Rong Mian: "It has nothing to do with Grandpa Qin."

Song Yang put the breakfast back and handed him a glass of water.

"Where's the water, can I drink it?"

"Ah."

Rong Mian took it, it was just warm enough to drink.

Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at the endoscope, just in time to see Qin Rui's turned face.

From the moment he got in the car, a hostile gaze fell on him.

Song Yang drove the car out.

Listening to the chatting of the two people in front, Qin Rui deliberately amplified his voice: "Chairman Song likes mech models very much? It just so happens that I have also collected a lot of rare models. Next time you have time, you can come to my dormitory——"

Song Yang: "I don't like it."

The cold tone is completely different from when facing Rong Mian.

Unexpectedly, he responded like this, Qin Rui was a little embarrassed: "Well, I saw so many mecha models in your car, I thought you liked—"

Song Yang: "Others forced it, and forgot to throw it away."

Qin Rui: "..."

How to answer this question? !

Cold sweat broke out on Qin Rui's forehead.

He thought for a long time, trying to make his voice sound more natural: "Then what does Chairman Song like?"

Song Yang: "Mianmian knows, you can ask him."

Rongmian who was drinking water: "..."

This pan is so beautifully shaken.

Sensing that the line of sight became more hostile, Rong Mian put down the water glass and smiled: "He likes to study, especially physics, and he admires the kind of person who can do twenty sets of physics papers a day."

Song Yang: "..."

Qin Rui: "..."

Is this hobby serious?

Rong Mian added unhurriedly: "I can't do it anymore, I hate physics the most."

Qin Rui's eyes flashed: "Really? I happen to like physics the most."

The car flew out of the inspection area at the school gate, and Song Yang stopped.

"Which way are you going?"

Qin Rui looked at the front monitor, and the front of the car was turned to the left.

"I'm going to Xuezi Road to buy tutoring materials, on the left."

Song Yang lazily said: "Then I can only send you here."

Qin Rui: "..."

Qin Rui looked at the people coming and going outside.

If you are thrown down as soon as you arrive at the school gate, you will definitely be laughed to death.

Song Yang: "Are you ready? I'm in a hurry."

Qin Rui's expression froze, and he pushed the door and got out of the car unwillingly.

"Then drive safely."

When someone got out of the car, Song Yang saw through the monitor that he was far enough away from the car, and then restarted.

Rong Mian saw it in her eyes: "You tease Omega like this, be careful that you won't get a wife in the future."

Song Yang: "I don't know who made fun of it just now."

Rong Mian chuckled: "This is called a strategic focus shift."

Song Yang: "..."

Standing at the gate for a while, Qin Rui opened the terminal and subscribed all the real physics questions over the years.

It seems that if you want to attack Song Yang, you can't do without the test paper.

When they arrived at the branch of the Central Institute of Biology, Song Yang accompanied Rong Mian to the dean's office to find Qin Lin.

The old man alpha was sitting behind a large desk. He was wearing a white coat over a suit, and there was a hint of gray in his meticulously combed hair. He was flipping through something at the moment.

Seeing them coming in, the old man immediately took off his glasses and got up to greet them.

"Mianmian, you've grown taller again!"

"Grandpa Qin."

Rong Mian took two quick steps and hugged him.

After rebirth, his body was taken care of by Qin Lin, and after he transferred to the Imperial City, it was difficult for them to see him.

Song Yang endured for two seconds, and pulled Rong Mian back.

"Okay, I'm here for an inspection today."

Qin Lin looked at Song Yang and couldn't help laughing.

"You are still the same as when you were a child, nothing has changed."

On the way to the examination room, Qin Lin looked at Song Yang who was taller than himself: "How is Xiao Xiao?"

Song Yang snorted softly: "Don't mention it, he bullies me all day long."

Qin Lin smiled and said, "Apart from him, who else can restrain you?"

Song Yang: "I'm just a baby."

Qin Lin: "..."

When he arrived at the examination room, Song Yang was blocked outside.

Song Yang was dissatisfied: "I am a family member, and I want to be by Mianmian's side."

Qin Lin: "What kind of family are you? Stay at the door."

Song Yang: "I am his father."

Qin Lin: "..."

Qin Lin looked at Rong Mian, saw the latter looked helpless, and shook his head: "You have to take off your clothes for the inspection, it's inconvenient for you to go in."

Song Yang said seriously: "Then I'll go in even more."

Seeing that she couldn't be persuaded, Rong Mian took out the toffee prepared in advance from her pocket, peeled it off and handed it to Song Yang's mouth.

"I'll come out when the sugar is finished."

Song Yang took a look, opened his mouth and bit it: "Then hurry up."

Rong Mian: "Yeah."

Qin Lin: "..."

There has been no progress in all these years.

I really have the face to say that I am a father.

The metal door closed in front of him.

Song Yang leaned against the wall, letting the sweet taste spread in his mouth, his eyes gradually turned cold.

Fifteen minutes later, Rongmian woke up from the instrument.

The door of the instrument was opened, and the released pheromone had been completely discharged by the instrument.

Qin Lin was standing beside the instrument, bending down to look at him.

"How is it, is there any discomfort?"

Rong Mian sat up, sweating all over her body.

"A little tired, that's okay."

Qin Lin looked at the inspection data that kept popping up on the virtual screen.

"The inhibitor component in your blood exceeds the standard, did you increase the dosage without authorization?"

Rong Mian picked up the black metal ring on the tray and clasped it around his neck: "It has increased a little bit."

Qin Lin turned his head to look at him from the data: "Your glands are becoming mature, and this stage is very critical. Don't increase the dosage casually."

Rong Mian picked up the shirt, was silent for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "If the estrus comes, how likely is it to get worse?"

Qin Lin looked serious: "Your situation is different from other modified bodies. You are born with it. This modified unstable gene is just related to the gland. When the gland matures, this instability may expand infinitely. It may also be possible to achieve a certain balance under the self-regulation of the body, the probability is about five to five."

Seeing his silence, Qin Lin was really distressed, and added: "All along, what we have done is to adjust your physique to the best state to increase this chance."

Rong Mian buttoned up her shirt one by one.

"If I can survive my first heat, I won't have any problems later on?"

Qin Lin nodded: "Your father has basically recovered after these years of recuperation, you have to have confidence in yourself."

Rong Mian asked casually: "If you can't make it through, do you want to sleep immediately?"

Qin Lin sighed softly: "This step is necessary to prevent the body from deteriorating further, but your grandfather's research has reached the final stage, and it will be clinically tested in a few years. It will definitely cure you, don't worry."

Although she has always been mentally prepared, Rong Mian was inevitably a little frustrated when she heard this moment.

Qin Lin said softly: "Actually, your grandfather and I suggested that you be admitted to the hospital for observation, but your brother may have his own considerations and actually agreed to let you enter the military academy."

Rong Mian smiled wryly: "My brother has always supported my choice."

If it continues to deteriorate, it is very likely that this will be his last time.

Walking out of the examination room, his hand was suddenly held, Rong Mian raised his head, and Song Yang looked at him worriedly.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

Song Yang covered his hands in his palms, "How's the test result?"

Rong Mian said lightly: "Very good, I don't have old cold legs, and I don't have rheumatism either."

Song Yang: "..."

After a long time no see, the two had lunch with Qin Lin.

Before going back, Qin Lin gave Rong Mian two injections, seeing Song Yang staring at him, he didn't say anything clearly.

"This is a nutrient, I will send you a message on how to use it."

Back at school, Song Yang parked the car and got in, and saw a group of people passing things to Rong Mian from a distance.

Rong Mian smiled and refused: "I don't like desserts, you can keep them for yourselves."

A group of alpha teenagers were stunned.

Don't omega like to eat sweets? Restaurant No. 9 is full every day.

One of the teenagers: "Then what do you like?"

Just as Rong Mian was about to speak, she heard Song Yang's voice next to her ear.

"He loves studying the most."

Song Yang walked up to Rong Mian, and said casually, "Especially mathematics, there is a rigid requirement in his mate selection criteria, he must be able to write twenty math papers a day."

A group of teenagers: "!!"

Wonderful requirements!

Rong Mian: "..."

Song Yang looked at him and smirked: "If you can't write it, you won't be able to catch his eyes."

A group of teenagers counted with their fingers, no, twenty math papers, it can't be done!

When they ran away, Rong Mian looked at Song Yang: "My criteria for choosing a mate?"

Song Yang: "This is called a strategic focus shift."

Rong Mian: "..."

Rong Mian said leisurely: "According to this standard, you are the only one in the school who meets it."

Song Yang sneered: "Even if I can't win, how can I still have the face to dangle in front of you?"

Rong Mian: "..."

That night, the large and small groups and forums in the military academy were quite lively.

On Monday, Qian Fan listened to his assistant's report as soon as he got to work, and the math test papers from previous years were snapped up like crazy, setting a record high transaction volume.

Qian Fan was startled, and hummed a ditty with his hands behind his back: "I like students who love to study."

On the night after the examination, Rong Mian received a video call from his elder brother Rong Shi.

Rong Shi glanced at the parts shelf behind him: "It's so late, are you still in Yangyang's dormitory?"

Rong Mian: "Let him teach me how to draw."

Rong Shi: "Draw something, go back to your dormitory and rest."

Song Yang walked behind Rong Mian and confronted Rong Shi: "Mian Mian wants to learn, why don't you let him learn?"

Rong Shi said with a cold face, "Take your hands off his shoulders."

Song Yang also put his other hand on it: "You are wide enough."

Rong Shi: "I'm his brother."

Song Yang: "I am his father."

Rong Shi: "..."

Rong Mian: "..."

The master and apprentice sparkled, and Rong Mian was sandwiched between them: "..."

Then he goes?

Rong Shi said with a sullen face: "I watched the new training, and both of your performances are not up to standard. Next, I will give you special training on a regular basis, and you will be on Star Wars in 10 minutes."

After finishing speaking, I hung up.

Rong Mian: "..."

Brother is angry.

10 minutes later, a certain room in Star Wars.

Rong Mian and Song Yang stood on the ring, and a moment later a big rabbit in black overalls appeared in front of them.

Song Yang looked at it and then at Rong Mian.

They are also rabbits, Rong Mian's round eyes are very cute, but the one over there is vicious and unlucky.

Rong Shi looked over: "Tighten up your skin for a while."

Song Yang: "..."

Rong Shi looked at Rong Mian: "You need to reduce the weight of the saber to balance your strength. Strength training is not a matter of a day or two, but you can make up for it with skills."

Rong Mian's eyes lit up, she stood up straight, "I want to learn."

Song Yang sat by the ring and watched the two brothers fight.

"Mianmian, hit him, hit him!"

Rong Shi glanced at it, and in the interval of receiving the move, he flew towards that side.

Song Yang didn't expect him to make a sudden attack. He was kicked away as soon as he got up, and his round body rolled away far away, hanging upside down beside the pile in embarrassment.

"Cola."

Rong Mian ran over, "Are you okay?"

Song Yang twitched: "It hurts so much, he bullied me again."

"There is no pain sensory nerve, where is your pain?"

Rong Shi picked up Song Yang and said in a cold voice, "You don't even have basic vigilance, you need more training."

Seeing the little wolf cub being lifted up, his limp limbs hanging down and dangling, Rong Mian's hands were itchy, and he resisted it so that he didn't rush forward.

Song Yang was angry: "Old man, I have tolerated you for a long time."

Rong Shi: "What a coincidence, so am I."

Seeing them cursing and disappearing before his eyes, Rong Mian: "..."

Little piggy, come back alive.