Chapter 167 - The professor is amazing

Kun Cheng looked at Zhuo Mingli, and Zhuo Mingli looked at him as well.

Kun Cheng is fourteen years old, although he has not grown up yet, he is about one meter seven, and Zhuo Mingli, who is much taller than him, looks at him as if looking up.

The height is more than just height.

"There are many times in life, you will face trade-offs, you are not a child, nor like my son, from the birth, you are carefree, he loves you a lot of naive, you more than he thinks.

Your innocence has been polished to a certain degree of smoothness. You have your own policy and pride, but now I will start to ask you to relax a little with yourself, change the direction of your concerns, and change some.

You are serious about doing things, I think you will not be naughty or tricky, but you are not happy either. Life is alive, why do we live, sometimes for ourselves, sometimes for others, and sometimes just for the happiness of our hearts, whether we give or gain, it is all for it.

Okay, let's have a meal, I have a hard time today. "

He tapped Kun Cheng again, Zhuo Mingli took the seat, Xiao Yue took the seat, seeing Zhuo Ersheng still a little afraid to look at his face, Zhuo Ersheng tapped his head lightly, expressing punishment.

Xiao Yue was secretly happy.

Fortunately, I didn't knock hard.

Kuncheng hesitated, and finally took a seat.

Back home, Shen Yuan was very tired and yawned all the way. When passing by Hong Hong's small house, Shen Yuan confirmed Hong Hong's state and found that she was still sleeping, but the day passed.

Zhuo Ersheng accompanies Shen Yuan again, embracing each other overnight, and reluctantly in the morning, the two separate again.

Zhuo Ersheng has more things to deal with, including both national and domestic affairs.

The wedding date is getting closer.

I first reported it when I went to the special class. Soon, a group of people went where they wanted to go. In the special class, there were only three pregnant women left, and they were doing their own experiments steadily.

Shen Yuan did not receive any news from the psychiatric department and came directly to the space department.

This time he came by himself. Standing in front of the dark gate, Shen Yuan swiped the communicator and the gate opened decisively.

The space classroom is as messy as always.

"Here? Come when you come."

The professor was inside, fiddling with something, his hair completely covered his eyes, he could still see things clearly and manipulate the small parts on his hands in an orderly manner, which also made Shen Yuan feel amazing.

"Professor, what are you doing?"

"Make a model."

"What model?"

"Space model, yours."

"mine?"

Shen Yuan looked at it carefully, it looked like a small house, and then there was no roof, there were circles of...vortexes underneath!

Shen Yuan was excited instantly!

"This...this...this...Professor, you are so amazing!"

Taking a closer look at this place, Shen Yuan is almost familiar and can no longer be familiar with it!

This is the place, the place Brother Zhuo said. It is his independent space. It is a strange place. He can enter, and then the surrounding vortex is a connected space. Once, through one of the vortexes, he went back to the 21st century.

"This is your spatial model, right?"

The professor asked for confirmation.

"Yes, it's mine. I've been to this place once, but then I couldn't get in. Professor, do you know what's going on? Mr. Bai from the research institute did not research this problem. How did you know? How did you see this place?"

After asking several questions in succession, the professor raised his hand to signal a timeout.

"Solve the problems one by one, don't panic."

"Yes!"

Shen Yuan was obedient for a second and became a fan.

The professor is still working on it, bit by bit, and at the same time perfecting, he also needs to look at Shen Yuan to make sure, Shen Yuan is basically nodding.

After more than an hour, the model was finally made successfully.

Shen Yuan lay on the table, staring at the model without wanting to divert his eyes.

He wants to go to that mysterious space, wants to try, can he go back to the 21st century, and then come back smoothly.

What are other spatial vortices?

He wants to know, all wants to know!

"En?"

The professor raised his head suspiciously. Suddenly, he stroked the hindering hair on his head with his hands again, and looked at Shen Yuan.

"Are you the same person as yesterday?"

"..."

Shen Yuan was stunned. Didn't you see it clearly yesterday? How was it determined that it was his just now?

Strange!

"Yes, my name is Shen... No, my name is Zhuo Yuan, Professor, if your hair is in the way, why not trim it?"

Shen Yuan looked at his mopping hair. Indeed, it was a bit strange. It was curly and long again, and it was all rolled into a ball.

"I don't know how to cut my hair, and I don't need to look at people."

The professor put down his hand and said with a carefree grin, Shen Yuan choked, poof, it was for this reason.

"I'm not good at it, but your hair is really heavy, right?"

The professor nodded to Shen Yuan.

"It's a bit heavier, and occasionally I drop the parts inside. I can't find it for a long time. Sometimes I get angry and want to tear my hair off. Then I remembered that it was my own. Haha..."

Talking to himself and laughing, the entertainment of the professor also made Shen Yuan feel that there are some lonely old people...

He decided to ask who has hair repair skills in the afternoon, and please come over.

However, the professor added:

"When there was another person here ten years ago, he cut my hair. Later, he went to the danger zone and followed the team to find materials, but he never came back. So no one cut my hair. He did. I still store all the tools in the back cabinet, but unfortunately no one has opened it again."

After speaking, the professor was silent for a long time.

Shen Yuan didn't know what to say. He went to the danger zone and didn't come back... because he was in danger, he couldn't come back, right?

Obviously the lonely professor is just such a student, and he still has such an ending.

Shen Yuan looked at the so-called back. Just behind the professor, there was a cabinet with tools for cutting hair.

The words that have been marked up are deliberately written, and they are quite large.

"Let me do it!"

Shen Yuan walked to the side of the cabinet. Before the professor could react, he arrived.

"Daddy, be careful not to confuse my things with yours, or I will be angry!"

As he approached the cabinet, a row of small characters came into his eyes, and Shen Yuan was stunned.

Daddy?

Ten years ago... that person was the professor's child!

Shen Yuan froze in place, a nervous soreness in his heart, and the tools in front of him were neither moving nor right.

Daddy...

He suddenly thought of his mother Daddy, the Father who lost her child, and kept his child's things in it, never dared to move, strictly observing the last words he wrote down.

Shen Yuan didn't know what was wrong, so he thought of such a plot, and his eyes were sour.

"Ah, do you want to use it? It's okay, don't cry, I haven't used it for many years, and I don't know if it can still be used. Isn't it a man? Even a lady or a male lady, how can it be so fragile? If you want to cut your hair, just Cut it."

The professor acted more magnanimously than Shen Yuan. Shen Yuan shook his head, wiped his tears, returned to a smile, took a pair of scissors and said:

"My craftsmanship is not very good. Don't blame me if the professor cuts ugly."

"It's okay."

The corners of the professor's mouth are raised. How can this child say the same silly things as my child?

The craftsmanship is bad at first, just practice.