I remember when I was in school, Du Gang was most afraid of running.

He ran for 400 meters and was breathless. He didn't even enter 100 meters for thirteen seconds. He couldn't figure it out at that time, why did other students have the courage to participate in 5,000 meters?

But since I started eating locust legs, my waist will not be sore when I run, my legs will not hurt, and I will go to the 11th floor in one breath and stop breathing.

Every day in the wetland park by the river, people wearing professional sports suits were left behind, and I felt so vain.

Today, he got news from a runner that Xilin City will hold the city marathon at the end of the month, with the first place in the Malaysian family being 100,000 yuan. At that time, he signed up with his mobile phone.

Sisi is going too, and the women's group's bonus cannot be let go.

When he got home, Sisi said to him mysteriously: The second senior brother is here, but not from the future, but from the next city.

"In other words, he still doesn't know anything?"

"Yes," Sce rubbed his hands awkwardly, "I didn't know before, and I even pulled his face and ears."

Du Gang was shocked: "It's not torn apart, right?"

"No, just some oil."

"Don't do this in the future."

This child is too strong, and if he pulls a person out of strength, it will be a big trouble.

"My father, when are you going to let him become a disciple?"

Du Gang thought about it and found that this person was different from Da Hei.

Dahei was adopted by him since he was a child. It doesn’t matter whether he or she is a disciple or not, it’s just a form.

But Song Zimo is an ordinary person in reality. He doesn't know anything about their affairs. Now he has no atmosphere of becoming a disciple, and he has nothing to teach.

You can't teach him running.

So he inferred that the time when Song Zimo became a disciple should have been after he had an "adventure".

Then try to get in touch first and then talk about it after you get to your master.

So he came to the locust house and saw a meticulous person wearing a meticulous dress, visiting the work of the big locust with a magnifying glass.

After the two introduced each other, they learned that Du Gang was the boss here, and Song Zimo made a reluctant request.

He wanted to study the big locust in depth.

Since he is his own person, Du Gang naturally does not object.

"Can come anytime, as long as it doesn't affect its work, you can do whatever you want."

Unexpectedly, Song Zimo showed an incredible expression: "Did you really agree?"

"Then... wouldn't I agree?"

"No, I just think... this should be your secret. After all, it's the first time we have met such a magical thing. You haven't even asked what I do," Song Zimo said, "In my words, it's not rigorous at all."

Du Gang smiled without saying a word.

It's just a locust, you haven't seen it yet.

Sis' ears and tail can now be retracted and relaxed.

Ying Xiao is becoming less and less careful in his image. Sometimes he is too lazy to chop off ribs with a knife, so he stretches out his bear's claws.

Crack--

The ribs are chopped.

The most stable person is Trump. Except for the time he spends a little long every time he goes to the toilet, the others are almost the same as ordinary people.

"Don't worry about research. If necessary, I can arrange a room for you," Du Gangdao, "of course, I hope you keep it as confidential as possible."

"You don't have to worry about this, I won't let anyone know."

This is the most basic professional ethics of medical researchers, so Song Zimo naturally won’t do anything randomly.

But, is this a bit too smooth?

Not only did he not encounter any obstacles, he came into contact with the most core secret of Jianti Pills, and even had to arrange a room for him?

Is this rigorous? Is it consistent with common sense?

Absolutely not!

"Then you study it first, I'll go to the studio to check it out."

After Du Gang left, Song Zimo returned to calm.

As a scientific researcher, the heart must be strong!

As long as you can study the big locust, everything else is not important.

Buy instruments, buy equipment, and then buy a car.

The company no longer works overtime, and comes to study after get off work every day and goes back to work in the morning.

If necessary, resign!

...

After two days of busyness, Song Zimo's temporary laboratory has begun to take shape.

Tonight, we can start research.

But there is only one big locust and cannot be dissected.

Then cut the legs first.

So he took out a pair of big scissors and opened the cage that closed the big locusts.

When Lu Jun saw this guy's expressionless face, his eyes shone, and he was so scared that he hugged in the cage and jumped around, trampling several female locusts to death.

Song Zimo didn't dare to be too big, for fear of hurting it, so he couldn't catch it for a long time.

"It looks like it's a little scared of you."

At some point, Du Gang appeared beside him.

"Indeed, how do you cut it normally?" Song Zimo asked.

"I don't need scissors, I pull it with my hands."

"Then is it jumping around?"

"It started, but then it didn't work. Maybe I got used to it when I pulled it." Du Gang said, "It may be because it is afraid of being angry. You can try to be gentle to him."

Song Zimo understood.

So he smiled gently at the big locust: "Be good, don't be afraid, I will pull off your legs gently."

Locust:...mmp! Gentle Nick!

Where did Du Gang find this?

I want to protest and strike!

...

Early in the morning.

Song Zimo turned off the instrument.

Although I still want to continue, I have to go to work tomorrow and have to rest early.

At this time, Du Trump's voice came from outside the door: "Have Senior Brother Song slept? If you haven't slept, have some midnight snack together."

Have late-night snacks?

I didn't have time to eat supper today, so I was really hungry.

Then it is better to obey your orders than respect.

"Okay, I'll come right away."

When we arrived at the living room, Boss Du's family of four and Da Hei were all there.

On the coffee table in the living room, there are four large stainless steel square plates, grilled chicken wings, grilled chicken legs, grilled pork trotters, and grilled lamb, piled up like a hill.

Song Zimo has become a little used to the appetite of this family.

"Sit as you sit at your own home."

"Thanks."

Song Zimo was not polite either. He was indeed hungry, and the barbecue was delicious, so it was more hygienic than outside.

"The meat roasted by Brother Yingxiao is getting better and better."

Sisi moves the fastest, and she takes a few bites of each other, and she takes a few bites of each other.

This reminded Song Zimo that when she first met, there seemed to be chicken legs in her hands and mouth.

At that time, he thought that she really had a big tail.

It’s funny to think about it now, and I feel that my mind must have been short-circuited at that time.
To be continued...