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During dinner in the evening, Zhou Cheng could tell that Zhang Zhengquan was already a little tired. Although he was still smiling all the time, his upper and lower eyelids were constantly fighting.

"Quanzi, I haven't seen you for more than two months, why do you feel a little weak?" Zhou Cheng asked jokingly.

Now that I think about what happened last night, I'm afraid that Zhang Zhengquan and Du Yanjun might not have done anything good.

"I'm just a fool. No matter how weak I am, it will take longer than you."

Zhang Zhengquan then said seriously: "Recently, I have been traveling a lot, and there are a lot of things in the department. I stay up late a lot of the time, and I am really tired."

"No wonder my cousins ​​all said they were tired before. I thought they didn't do anything serious."

Zhou Cheng has never seen the specific work content of the equipment dealers. When he was in the Eighth Hospital, these equipment dealers were more in contact with the director. However, from the looks of Zhang Zhengquan, it is probably not easy to do.

"If you are tired, you should still pay attention to rest. If you want to eat, it is just a joke." Zhou Cheng said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

"Well, I know this well, don't worry."

After saying that, Zhang Zhengquan looked up at Zhou Cheng and said, "Looking at your rosy face, it seems that you have been living a happy life since you went to the Magic City."

"Are you a little fat?"

Zhou Cheng had indeed gained some weight, and said: "I haven't weighed myself, but I guess I gained a few pounds. Once I got there, I stayed in the laboratory. I didn't care about patients, go to clinics, or stay up late when I wasn't doing surgery."

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"This life is so comfortable." Zhang Zhengquan's face was full of envy, but he also knew that he could not envy such a life.

If he were asked to go into the operating room to do some research, he would still think it was acceptable. But if he really had to sit in the laboratory and grind over a bunch of useless data, Zhang Zhengquan felt that he would definitely become autistic.

"It's not very comfortable, I just feel like my whole body is getting rusty." Zhou Cheng helplessly revealed his true feelings.

It was hard for him to say this to Luo Yun, nor to Dong Yuhai, nor even to Ding Dian. However, Zhang Zhengquan knew that Zhou Cheng had already performed the surgery before he went to the magic capital, and the operation was done very well.

On duty, the schedule of surgeries was basically full, but once I went to Shanghai, I felt lighter.

"Understandable!"

Zhang Zhengquan said: "Brother Cheng, you have to remember that you are going to the No. 9 Hospital of the Magic City. This is a comprehensive hospital no less than the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University. One of its famous features is that it is separated from any other hospital."

People can function naturally."

"There are countless experts and professors inside, and there are so many geniuses here. Without anyone, nothing will happen. Just take your time."

"I believe you will always find a place that belongs to Brother Cheng."

Zhang Zhengquan was afraid that Zhou Cheng would not be able to accept this gap, so he gave some words of comfort.

"Yeah." Zhou Cheng also nodded, then changed the subject and said, "Don't talk about me anymore. Anyway, I'm doing pretty well in the lab now."

"Come, eat."

"Oh, by the way, Quanzi, if you have any difficulties, remember to tell me. Maybe I can think of a way to help."

"That's for sure. If you are interested in the future, I can definitely leave you the position of chief designer of the company."

"But I guess you don't like it."

"Stop talking, let's eat first. After eating, will you go to the registration place or go back to the hotel?" Zhang Zhengquan asked casually.

"We are a small class this time, with only a few people in total, so there should be no registration. There will be a meeting at nine o'clock tonight. Quan Zi, just leave me alone. I live next door, just a few steps away.

The road is here."

"It's cold outside, please put on more clothes. I regret not bringing thick clothes when I came to Beijing," Zhang Zhengquan said.

"No, I just bought a bottoming sweater today."

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At 8:30 in the evening, Zhou Cheng was on his way to the meeting place. He felt that winter in the north was actually okay in the house because of the heating, but it was really cold when walking outside.

The snow was thick, but fortunately Zhou Cheng had prepared snow boots in advance. Otherwise, his socks and soles might get soaked.

The weather was also a bit cold, so I walked into the teaching building of Kyoto Third Hospital, and then started to look for the door number of the classroom where the message was sent.

Although it is the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, the real start time of school is after the Lantern Festival, and no one in the school department is working at this moment, so it seems quiet.

Zhou Cheng arrived at the assembly classroom at 8:50, and it was already filled with people.

Four, and all of them are men.

Among them, three people were gathered in a pile, and the other person was sitting alone in the corner, as if he had no intention of joining the group.

When Zhou Cheng pushed open the classroom door, everyone who was talking in a daze stood up first and looked at Zhou Cheng closely, as if they were unsure whether Zhou Cheng was a teacher or not.

When Zhou Cheng was looking at these four people, these four people were also looking at Zhou Cheng up and down.

After taking a few steps inside, Zhou Chengcai smiled and said, "Are all the brothers here to attend the training class? I'm afraid I'm looking in the wrong place."

"Huh!" When Zhou Cheng finished speaking, it was obvious that the people who were talking let out a long sigh of relief.

The person sitting alone also slowly sat down. But the other people moved slightly out of the way and introduced themselves.

"This is the gathering place. My classmates are also here to participate in the training class. My name is Zhou Muyun, from Jin City. Zhou of the Zhou Dynasty, Mu of herding, Yun of the sea of ​​clouds." Standing in the middle was a tall, fat and strong man.

Han said so.

He wears black-rimmed glasses. He is really tall, about 1.9 meters tall. He is taller than Zhou Cheng, but he is also really fat. Looking at his limbs, there is a sense of oppression.

But when he spoke, he pretended to be very polite.

Zhou Cheng immediately laughed: "Brother Yun and I are from the same family. My name is Zhou Cheng. I come from Hunan Province. I grew up in Cheng."

"My name is Su Min. I am from Lin'an. I am very good at millet, and very agile." Next to Zhou Muyun, a relatively smaller boy, probably only about 1.72 meters tall, replied shyly.

His hairstyle is very trendy, with half-long hair, and conservatively estimated that it can be styled into a small braid.

The skin looks very white, with that cold white skin feeling.

It's a little bit feminine.

"I am Zhen Xing. Donnie Yen's Zhen is very good. I am a native of Kyoto." Zhen Xing spoke openly and authentically with a Beijing accent.

He is slightly taller than Su Min, but his nose bridge is very high, his mouth is big, and his words are straight and round, which makes him look a bit tigerish.

On the right side of the face, there are two moles side by side, neither big nor small, and they don't look annoying.

He has a little short beard, I don’t know if he grew it on purpose or if he forgot to shave it.

"We will all be classmates from now on. Senior brother Zhen Xing is my senior brother. In the next few days, if you have free time, we can definitely get together more." Zhou Muyun replied enthusiastically.

Zhou Cheng's words sounded a bit off. Zhen Xing is your senior brother. Shouldn't he be the C position? What are you doing here?

Of course, it was impossible for Zhou Cheng to ask such a question, but Zhou Muyun could replace Zhen Xing's senior brother as his junior brother. This brother of his own had something to offer.

However, after Zhou Muyun said this, the buddy who was sitting very far away spoke up: "Isn't Yang Yifeng from Hunan Province here? I heard that there seems to be him?"

Hearing his words, Zhou Muyun and the three of them all looked up, not knowing how to answer.

Although Su Min was also studying in the Magic City, it seemed that this was the first time he had met this buddy at such a close distance, and he had little friendship, so he did not speak for him, let alone block the issue for Zhou Cheng.

"Yang Yifeng said he wanted to make money by coding at home. He didn't come, so he gave me the opportunity."

"Does this classmate know Yang Yifeng?" Zhou Cheng smiled and told the truth.

Since the other party knows Yang Yifeng, he might know the whole story. There is no need to hide it. My quota is so irregular.

And I'm just here to learn.

He shook his head: "I don't know him, I just heard about him and wanted to know him."

"My name is Yu Heng, redundant Yu, horizontal and vertical horizontal." Yu Heng didn't know where Zhou Cheng came from, but since he had interrupted, he still reported his name.

But he is still a bit aloof, and I don't know if he has always been aloof or if he feels he looks down on other people.

But Zhou Cheng felt that the possibility of the former was smaller. Not to mention himself and others, Yu Heng was not familiar with him, and Su Min's place was fought over with him. Those who could participate in this small training class,

It won't be that bad.

No matter how high he thinks of himself, he shouldn't look down on others so much.

But even so, Zhou Cheng and others introduced themselves to Yu Heng again. They didn't mean to be particularly impatient.

The introduction was almost finished, and before I could say anything more, a man who looked to be in his thirties hurriedly walked in. After a brief glance, he said: "All five of you are here.

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"Come up here and sign." He was wearing a white coat and was very lively. When he came in, he just held a piece of printed A4 paper in his right hand, and then temporarily took out a red pen from his chest.

There are not even blue-black and simple black pens.

Zhou Cheng and others were a little surprised when they heard this, but they still obediently prepared their own pens and signed their names.

Because Yu Heng was far away, he stood at the back until Yu Heng finished signing.

The man in the white coat said: "Let me say three things here first. This training class is very small, and the target audience is also very small. Basically, there are no people over the age of twenty-eight."

"I also know that your grades may be different, the year you entered school, and the length of study may be different."

"However, I still have to explain. First, if you don't have the basics, you can explain the situation in advance and quit automatically, so as not to have the tuition refunded and not learn anything. For things that are too basic, you need to participate in the training

Class is not the content of our training class this time.”
To be continued...