Vicious Male Counterpart Isn’t Competing Anymore

In this surprise assessment, many people scored zero points, especially the Mecha Manufacturing Department, all except Xia Liu scored zero, and the reason why Xia Liu didn't get zero points was not due to his due diligence, but his luck. Because it was the team leader Sun Chu who teamed up with him, they were injured in the middle of the team and rested for three days, so there was almost no loss of mecha.

"..." Xia Liu.

It doesn't matter if you get a zero score. After all, everyone has a zero score. Xia Liu's **** luck is understandable, but the problem is that there is one more Yan Hao, which makes the mecha manufacturing department uncomfortable. But there is no way to feel uncomfortable. Someone who makes up the number is still a freshman, and they do everything better than their seniors. If they are still looking for trouble, it will be really shameless.

The assessment has been smashed, and you can't face it or don't want it. Although everyone is depressed, this assessment has also taught them a deep lesson, and this is what Xiao Tianhan wants to achieve.

After leaving the field, the inspection room on the spacecraft was immediately vacated. The students who had just been scolded did not dare to delay anymore. They all asked for mechas from their team members and worked in the inspection room.

The students of the Mecha Department were kept in the main control room by Xiao Tianhan, and explained combat skills to them in the actual combat class just now.

Yan Hao left the main control room and was about to return to the maintenance room he rented. On the way, he ran into Sima Mingxuan and his teammates.

"School brother Yan Hao." When Sima Mingxuan saw Yan Hao, his slow pace suddenly became faster, and he walked in front of Yan Hao in a few steps.

"Good senior." Yan Hao wanted to hide, but the spaceship was not big, and it was in the aisle at this time and couldn't avoid it at all.

"Isn't the evil spirit in me dissipated?"

"Huh?" Yan Hao was taken aback.

"Otherwise, why does the younger brother look scared every time he sees me?" Sima Mingxuan asked with a smile.

"Ok."

"!" Sima Mingxuan.

"Puffy~~" The teammates who followed Sima Mingxuan couldn't help laughing. They know their captain best. What the captain said just now was obviously a ridicule. Thinking of Yan Hao's young temperament, he would not admit that he was afraid, so that he could have a logical conversation with others. But he didn't want this junior boy to be very sincere. Not only was he afraid to show it on his face, but he also admitted to his face very simply, leaving his own eloquent captain speechless for a while.

"Ah...that's my fault, it scares the younger brother." Sima said in a slightly embarrassing voice.

"It's okay." Yan Hao shook his head.

The corner of Sima Mingxuan's mouth twitched, and when he was about to continue to find a topic, he heard Yan Hao immediately took another sentence: "Can I go now?"

The eyes were pitiful and the tone was soft, and even Sima Mingxuan himself had an illusion of bullying. Subconsciously, he turned sideways and walked away.

"Thank you." Yan Hao lowered his head and walked past Sima Mingxuan.

Sima Mingxuan looked at the back of Yan Hao walking away, and asked the players in a bit of astonishment: "Do I look scary?"

"Who made you kill so fiercely on the battlefield, who blamed you so badly?"

"That's it, not to mention that you were outside just now, but you were playing with your partner, and it's right for them not to wait for you."

"But having said that, even though Sheng Heng is driving a Class 6 mecha, he has no experience in the battlefield. It is already very good to be able to fight like Z."

"I also think that the fighting consciousness is very strong and the reaction is quick. This group of juniors can enter the first team, and it seems that Sheng Heng still has a little chance."

Sima Mingxuan recalled the battle outside the spacecraft just now, and his eyes were a little deep: "He used the mimic driving system. Based on the federal's current research on mimic driving, the mimic driving system is only level six."

"I remember this Sheng Heng had a hand injury, right? The federal study of mimic driving system has been 50 to 60 years, and it is only at the level of six. Then this Sheng Heng, no matter how strong the combat awareness, can only stop at six. It’s a pity."

"Forget it, don't discuss other people's affairs, go and eat quickly."

After Yan Hao and Sima Mingxuan separated, they almost ran all the way back to the inspection room.

For Sima Mingxuan, Yan Hao didn't have much feelings other than fear. And this fear was not because Sima Mingxuan kicked him in the previous life, or drove him out of Capital Star. His fear was that he would have more contact with Sima Mingxuan and would return to the plot of the previous life. .

When Sima Mingxuan went back this time, he would meet Yan Fei soon, and then the two would fall in love, and Yan Fei would quickly become famous in the Federation with the help of Sima Mingxuan.

Forget it, don't think about it, just don't contact them.

Yan Hao shook his head fiercely, trying not to let himself fall into the memory of the past. Anyway, in this part of the plot where they know and love each other, he has no role in this vicious cannon fodder, and it should be easy to hide.

Thinking about this, Yan Hao suddenly felt relieved, he stood up and began to clean up the maintenance room.

Although it was an assessment just now, the spacecraft did receive an attack. The fierce shaking almost shook everything in the inspection room to the ground. At this time, it was already in a mess, and various parts and maintenance tools were scattered all over the place.

Yan Hao picked them up in the same way, checked for damage in the same way, and put them in different categories. After everything was done, it was already two hours later.

Finally, Yan Hao walked to a wall and pulled out the front paws of the Zerg who were stuck on it. At that time, the spacecraft shook suddenly, and Sheng Heng almost immediately lost the front paw he was holding and put him in his arms. The front paw was also extremely sharp. Under the action of inertia, it was directly inserted into the metal wall. inside.

Fortunately, this thing was sharp and inserted into the wall, so it didn't move back and forth with the spacecraft. It would be dangerous if it swayed back and forth in the room like these mecha parts. There was a screw the size of a fingernail, which almost hurt the senior...

I don't know if the senior was injured at that time.

Yan Hao suddenly became uneasy. He stood up, put the Zerg's front paws into the box, turned around and went to the spaceship's medical room. Although there is a medical room on this spacecraft, it is not equipped with a doctor. It just stores some commonly used medicines. Yan Hao went in, took a portable medicine box, and ran to Sheng Heng's room with it.

Yan Hao quickly reached the door of Sheng Heng's room. When he was about to knock on the door to enter, the door clicked and opened from the inside.

"Xiao Hao?!" Sheng Heng saw Yan Hao, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, "Are you coming for me?"

"Yeah." Yan Hao nodded.

"What's the matter?" Sheng Heng asked.

"Can you take off your clothes and show me your back?"

"!!!" Sheng Heng.

"!!!" Two classmates who happened to pass by.

"Come in." Sheng Heng pulled the person into the room and snapped the door shut, isolating the two pairs of increasingly fiery eyes from outside.

Yan Hao was caught off guard and was pulled in. As soon as he stood firmly and turned around, he raised his head and met Sheng Heng's eyes close at hand. Those eyes were extremely bright, and the bright Yan Hao didn't dare to look directly at him. He took two steps back to count. Get used to it.

"You want to look at my back?" Sheng Heng asked.

"I...I want to see if you are injured." Yan Hao remembered the business, raised the medicine box he was carrying and explained, "The spacecraft swayed before and the things in the inspection room fell on the ground. I'm afraid The parts hit you."

It turned out to be so.

Sheng Heng's bright eyes dimmed a little, but Yan Hao's concern still kept him a little more happier than before: "I was hit by a part just now."

"Hurry up and show me." Yan Hao heard that he was smashed, and anxiously put down the medicine box in his hand and went to pull Sheng Heng's clothes.

"It's okay, our mecha fighters are in better physique, and one or two hits are not considered injuries." Sheng Heng pressed Yan Hao's hand, but didn't use much force. Yan Hao made a profit, but was still lifted by him. Opened a corner of the clothes.

In an instant, a large swath of bruise appeared in Yan Hao's sight.

"It's all bruised." Yan Hao.

"It's okay, it will be fine in two days." Sheng Heng turned around and put on the clothes that had been lifted by Yan Hao again.

"Let me get some medicine for you. It will be better soon." Yan Hao opened the medicine box and found two symptomatic ointments from it.

"No medication."

"I'm a pharmacist, and I have the final say whether or not to use medicine." Yan Hao insisted.

This was the first time Sheng Heng saw Yan Hao being so "strong". He was not disgusted with this "strong", but rather secretly pleased. Yan Hao has always been polite and cautious to people. He is so "strong" because he regards himself as a close person.

"Oh." Sheng Heng obediently turned his back, took off his shirt, revealing his sturdy back and the bruises of different sizes on that back.

In the inspection room before, metal parts flew randomly. At that time, the place where they stood was piled up with all kinds of discarded parts. The spacecraft swayed back and forth several times. In order to protect Yan Hao, he was indeed smashed not lightly.

"You get down." Yan Hao motioned to Sheng Heng to lie down on the bed.

Sheng Heng breathed tightly, looked at his bed, and hesitated.

"You get on the ground, it's easier to work harder when I rub you off the bruise later." Yan Hao explained.

Hard? !

Sheng Heng's back muscles bulged, and his whole body tightened.

"Don't use force, relax." Yan Hao slapped Sheng Heng's back. Not only did this slap not loosen Sheng Heng's back muscles, it tightened. Fortunately, Sheng Heng reacted by himself. He quickly turned around, walked to the bed, and lay on it without saying a word.

Yan Hao took the ointment, sat on the edge of the bed, and began to give medicine to Sheng Heng.

The ointment was cold, but Yan Hao's fingers were warm. Sheng Heng buried his head in the pillow, feeling the warm and cold touch of his back.

"Senior, doesn't it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Sheng Heng's voice was muffled.

"Then can you relax, otherwise I won't be able to rub the bruises." Yan Hao said.

"I... try my best." It's not that Sheng Heng doesn't want to relax, but the person he likes is rubbing and rubbing his back with little hands. It's strange that he can relax.

As a result, the drug application process, which originally took only ten minutes, was worn down to thirty minutes. After the incident, both of them were sweating.

"Okay, it's okay." Yan Hao signaled that Sheng Heng could get up.

Sheng Heng did not get up immediately. He buried his head and gasped for three times before calming down his blood flow, but when he sat up, he saw Yan Hao, whose face was flushed, sweaty, and breathing slightly, the blood was fierce. The retrograde, just go to the lower abdomen.

Sheng Heng's face changed suddenly, and he pulled the quilt on the bed before covering himself.

"??" Yan Hao looked at Sheng Heng strangely.

"I... suddenly a little sleepy." Sheng Heng said embarrassedly.

"The senior take a good rest, I'll go back first." Yan Hao quickly got up, packed the medicine box, and left.

As soon as Yan Hao left, Sheng Heng immediately jumped off the bed, turned his head and rushed into the bathroom, but after entering the bathroom, he came out aggrieved again. It's just because he suddenly realized one thing, if the cold bath was washed, the ointment that was applied by Yan Hao on his back would also be gone.

Forget it, bear with me.

The author has something to say: Sheng Heng: How long will I have to endure?

Author: Why don't you ask Yan Hao.

Yan Hao: Senior?

Sheng Heng: ...It's okay.