Chapter 49

As soon as song Hanyang came out of the experimental building, he saw Du Tiancheng's "hard work", as if Mr. Lao Cheng nodded when he saw a proud disciple.

He stepped forward and said, "wait for me here?"

Chen Jia quickly looked up as if she had just seen song Hanyang and said happily, "I can't get into your experimental building. Just wait here."

"What's up?"

Chen Jia put away the word card in her hand and took out an envelope: "this is the money I made this month. I'll pay you back first, and the rest..."

Song Hanyang didn't refuse. He took a look: "so much? You've given me all you earn. How do you eat?"

"It's all right. I'm in the canteen. I won't be hungry anyway."

Song Hanyang said quietly, "how are you doing with your English?"

Chen Jia scratched her head: "I finished all the papers you gave me last time. I don't think it's very difficult."

"Oh? That's the CET-4 test paper. How's your score?"

Chen Jia pulled out a stack of paper from her pocket, opened it and impressively a test paper: "I'll tear it off and carry it on my back when I'm finished. Have a look."

Song Hanyang looked at the torn paper. Chen Jia's good-looking words wrote a lot of notes on it, but he could still see the results of doing the test paper for the first time. Song Hanyang looked at it and made few mistakes. He was surprised and said, "if you are at this level, you can pass CET-4... How did you learn?"

"Just memorize by rote and become addicted to learning."

"Oh? Well, I happen to have a tutor who wants me to help translate documents. It's not an academic document. It's very simple. You can translate it for a reward."

"Really?!" Chen Jiaxi looked out, "if I can't translate well..."

"It's all right. I'll help you change it after you finish... Do you have a computer?"

"No."

"Go to my place and I'll lend you one."

Chen Jia always waited for him downstairs in Song Hanyang's classroom. It was his first time to go to the boys' dormitory. Because it was the summer vacation, there were no people in the dormitory and the management was loose. The Dormitory Supervisor saw that song Hanyang took him and didn't ask much. He let him go directly.

Song Hanyang's dormitory is on the third floor, one for two, with complete supporting facilities and quite spacious. As soon as Chen Jia went in, she repeatedly praised: "this condition, is the accommodation expensive?"

Song Hanyang replied, "gifted students are at public expense."

Chen Jia looked envious: "Hey, why didn't I study hard at the beginning..."

"It's not too late." Song Hanyang packed his laptop and handed it to him. "I'm in the lab every day. I don't need this. Take it, and there's a wireless network card."

Chen Jia did not refuse: "I must make good use of it and continue to repay you for making money!"

"I'm like Zhou PI. I miss your money!"

Chen Jia took the computer and went back to receive the documents sent by song Hanyang. It was not difficult. He quickly finished the translation, pretended to be clumsy and deliberately corrected several mistakes and sent them to song Hanyang. Soon, the other party replied to an email with comments, accurately pointed out the errors and optimized several translation sentence patterns.

Chen Jia changed them one by one. A day later, he received the translation fee, which was more than he made in two days.

He called song Hanyang: "this... Why are there so many royalties? Can't you give it wrong?"

Of course, song Hanyang wouldn't tell him. He stuffed back the money Du Tiancheng returned to him in a disguised form. He just said, "it's hard to find students who translate on behalf of the school in the summer vacation. The natural conditions are better."

Chen Jia is not a gangster who doesn't understand anything. Of course, she doesn't believe this clumsy lie. She guessed the whole story at once, but she didn't poke it. She thanked the microphone foolishly.

Later, song Hanyang often sent him documents for him to translate. In this way, Chen Jia had stuffed the money back into the envelope, and all the money was "earned" back.

Several times, Chen Jia deliberately made progress in translation, let song Hanyang see the results of his hard work, and constantly wash away the original image of a gangster, so that song Hanyang can change him.

The greatest effect of this effort is that song Hanyang pays more and more attention to his study, and even takes the initiative to tutor him in English.

On this day, song Hanyang went out of the laboratory to eat in the canteen. The research of their project team fell into a bottleneck and always ended very late. Generally, there was no good food in the canteen at this time, but song Hanyang just wanted to go.

Chen Jia was staring at the entrance of the canteen door and estimated whether song Hanyang would come today, so people came in.

Song Hanyang took a tray from the disinfection cabinet at the entrance. There were few dishes in the canteen. Chen Jia waved to him all the way: "Song Hanyang!"

Song Hanyang went over with a plate and saw Chen Jia bring out two dishes from the back kitchen: "this is specially reserved for you. I knew you were late..."

Song Hanyang looked at the dishes piled up like a mountain and frowned with a smile: "so many..."

"Can't you finish eating? It's all right, there's me!" Chen Jia took off her apron, took out her plastic lunch box and filled two spoonfuls of rice. "Let's go. There's no one now anyway."

The aunt who was eating beside looked at them with a smile: "you two brothers have a good relationship."

Chen Jia looked back: "my big cousin has good grades. I have to take care of him!"

Song Hanyang put the tray on the table and asked in a low voice, "when did I become your big cousin..."

Chen Jia had the cheek to say, "I can't say it's my boyfriend..."

"Shut up!" Song Hanyang stuck his spoon on Chen Jia's mouth.

Chen Jia choked a mouthful of rice and dared not speak honestly. The two people were head to head, knee to knee, eating next to each other, but they were also harmonious. The last piece of chicken was left on the plate. Song Hanyang went down with chopsticks, and Chen Jia quickly connected the bowl below: "thank you..."

Song Hanyang twitched on his forehead and threw the chicken into his bowl: "eat more and grow."

Du Tiancheng's 175 figure is enough to see. Unfortunately, compared with song Hanyang's 180 figure, there is a gap. Chen Jia doesn't care that song Hanyang makes fun of him and chews the chicken bones clean.

"By the way, look at your frown these days. Is there a problem with the research project..."

"Well, it's not a big deal. When the front is completed, it's stuck in a matching ratio... Forget it, you don't understand."

Chen Jia scratched her head: "it's true, but it's not difficult to match. It's just a waste of more raw materials. Just try the same..."

Song Hanyang was suddenly stunned.

These researchers, who are known as high IQ, are used to calculating the best before doing the operation. This study is also the same. They have demonstrated a lot on the ratio for fear that the experiment will fail and lose too many research results. However, they have never thought that with these energies, they will repeatedly demonstrate the theory. If they don't really waste materials to experiment, they may have obtained the results long ago!

Song Hanyang's eyes were bright, and his voice was rarely excited: "Du Tiancheng, you really helped me a lot! Thank you later!"

When he finished, he ran out without looking back.

Chen Jia sat where he was, and the monk Zhang Er was confused.

[di! The system triggers advanced skills, which provides the best solution for task objectives!]

"I thought it was only useful to me, but it was also useful to the strategic objectives..."