After Lin Fan left the library, he returned to the dormitory.
At this time, the dormitory was empty and very quiet.
[Do you receive an earthquake predictor and its manufacturing principle? ]
"Yes!" Lin Fan said silently.
"Wow!"
In the next instant, a black rectangular machine with a size of about 1 cubic meter appeared in front of him.
This is the earthquake predictor!
A large pile of data is placed on the earthquake predictor.
At the top of the data, there are nine big characters—the principle of making earthquake predictors.
Lin Fan first glanced at the black machine and muttered, "This is an earthquake predictor, right? It looks a bit like a box."
Then, he picked up the information and flipped through it quickly.
"Wow!"
In about 3 minutes, all the content about the manufacturing principle of the earthquake predictor was kept in my mind.
"Can you predict the earthquake in the next 5 days? It's not bad, right?"
Forecast earthquakes in the next 5 days?
Still barely good?
If it is heard by earthquake experts, I am afraid it will scream directly.
You know, today's science and technology, let alone forecasting for 5 days, even 5 minutes is impossible!
Lin Fan yawned, then lay directly on the bed and fell asleep drowsy.
I didn't sleep last night, even after he had the skill violent aesthetics, his body was strengthened and he was a little sleepy.
…
Physics laboratory.
"Om!"
The dull voices one after another.
After a long time, it slowly stopped.
Looking at the data on the computer screen, Wang Guohai couldn't help but smile.
Zhong Wenting next to him said excitedly: "Let's sort out these data, and we should be able to publish several SCI!"
"Yes." Wang Guohai nodded.
"Then what are you waiting for? Get to work!" Zhong Wenting said.
…
Lin Fan slept very comfortably this time.
When a beam of hot sunlight fell on his face, he slowly opened his eyes.
Lin Fan lay on the bed for a while.
"Ding!"
At this moment, the phone in his pocket shook slightly.
12:00!
Red envelopes appear!
"Ding! Congratulations, you got 10 yuan."
"Ding! Congratulations, you got 1999 yuan."
…
"Ding! Congratulations, you got 50,000 yuan."
"Ding! Congratulations, you got 1 yuan."
Today, Lin Fan received a total of 72,121 yuan.
Lin Fan didn't care about this amount of money, so he put the phone back in his pocket.
Then, walked slowly outside.
Not long after Lin Fan walked, Zheng Jinbao, Ma Zhong and Song Yi strolled in.
"What is this?" Ma Zhong pointed to the earthquake predictor.
"It would be nice if it was higher, it would just be a table." Song Yi said.
Zheng Jinbao also glanced curiously, but he soon turned his attention to his computer.
…
Before 12 o'clock, there are long queues in the school cafeteria.
After 12 o'clock, it is crowded.
Lin Fan didn't want to squeeze, so he drove the Lamborghini directly to restaurant A not far away.
Crystal shrimp dumplings, plain green vegetables, pigeon soup, small fried yellow beef…
A simple and affordable lunch of 600 yuan made Lin Fan very satisfied.
After the meal, Lin Fan walked out of Restaurant A, preparing to return to school.
At this time, a somewhat familiar figure appeared not far away.
"Zhang Song!" Lin Fan shouted.
Zhang Song, Lin Fan's good friend in high school.
The reason why Lin Fan attended the last high school reunion was that Zhang Song was one of the people he wanted to meet.
Although, the man not far away and Zhang Song in high school are taller, darker, and thinner…
However, Lin Fan still confirmed that it was his former good friend, Zhang Song.
The man not far away, apparently heard someone calling himself, couldn't help turning around.
In a somewhat uncertain tone, he said: "Are you… Lin Fan?"
Seeing that he recognized himself, Lin Fan said happily: "Haha! It's me, I didn't think we would meet here."
Zhang Song also seemed very happy to be able to meet his high school friends, and said, "I didn't expect it either!"
Lin Fan said again: "When did you arrive in Jiangbei?"
"I have been in Jiangbei." Zhang Song said.
"What? Your kid didn't say it earlier, I've been in Jiangbei too! By the way, our class had a party in Jiangbei not long ago!" Lin Fan said.
Zhang Song said: "Yes…Is it?"
In fact, he knew about the party.
However, he had been very unsatisfactory over the years, so he didn't go to participate.
Lin Fan said, "The last time I had a party, I just wanted to meet a few of your good friends. As a result, none of you went. I knew I would not go either."
"Jingle Bell!"
At this time, Zhang Song's cell phone rang a rapid ringtone.
"Hui Ling, what's the matter?" Zhang Song said through the phone.
Huiling, full name Zhang Huiling is Zhang Song's younger sister.
"Mom fell to the ground, her head is bleeding…" There was a flustered voice on the phone.
"What? I'll be back now!" Zhang Song said anxiously.
Lin Fan, who was standing next to him, heard everything on the phone clearly, and said hurriedly, "My car is right by the side. I'll take you back."
"Thanks." Zhang Song said.
Then, Lin Fan directly opened the door of the Lamborghini and quickly sat in.
Zhang Song was slightly stunned.
He didn't expect that Lin Fan was driving a super sports car.
Lin Fan said, "Come on now."
Zhang Song reacted and sat hurriedly.
If he hadn't had the phone call just now, Zhang Song would definitely be curious to ask about the supercar.
However, at this time, besides a hint of surprise, he was more worried.
After Lin Fan asked about Zhang Song's specific location, he slammed on the accelerator.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the entire Lamborghini car sprinted out, like a smart lightning, galloping fast in the middle of the road.
Before long, Lin Fan came to the only factory in Jiangbei City.
Only the factory is an old factory with decades of history, so it looks a bit old as a whole.
And Zhang Song's home is in the only factory workers' compound.
"boom!"
Zhang Song rushed into the house and asked anxiously: "Mom, how is it?"
With gauze wrapped around her head, the woman with a faint trace of blood oozing out of the gauze, said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, it's just scratched a little bit of skin."
Then, in a reproachful tone, "Hui Ling, so are you. What are you so excited about."
Zhang Huiling next to her, her eyes were a little red, obviously, she was really scared just now.
At this time, the woman finally saw Lin Fan who was following Zhang Song and said, "This is…"
Lin Fan said, "I am Zhang Song's high school classmate, a good friend!"
"It turned out to be a friend of Komatsu. Please sit down. The house is a bit messy. Don't dislike it. I will pour you some tea." After the woman finished speaking, she limped and walked towards the coffee table.
Zhang Huiling said: "Mom, I'll pour water."
Obviously, this one is very hospitable.