Chapter 50 The precious information of graffiti

Only the injured person lying on the ground was left on the picture. Lei Zhengyang drove out of the underground garage in a sports car. In order to cooperate with this experiment, Lei Qiuping took strict control. Of course, no one would disturb the underground garage at this time.

But the whole process was too fast, and even a few people watching the video in the room had not finished sucking the cold air, everything in front of them was over.

Lei Chunping and Lei Xiaping didn't know much about this kind of fight, but they just felt that Lei Zhengyang had taken action in a few moments and settled so many people in a flash. It was so surprising.

"Is Zhengyang too powerful?"

Lei Qiuping said with a wry smile: "It's not just amazing, it's just too powerful. Where did this kid learn such skills? I'm looking for a hooligan who is good at fighting. I'm not a child, and there are a whole hundred?"

Lei Dongping finally came to his senses and clapped his hands and said, "Third Brother, I now know why your eyes have turned into pandas. It turns out that he was really beaten by Zhengyang. This kid has become so strong after not seeing him for a year. Now our Lei family can speak louder."

The brilliance flashed in the thunder cloud's eyes, glanced at Lei Qiuping, shouting: "Three, I will smooth this matter out immediately. I don't want anyone to know Zhengyang's ability. Also, this matter is listed as a special secret of the Lei family and cannot be circulated."

Seeing Lei Yunbu's so serious matter, several sons of the Lei family nodded cautiously. They all knew that if Lei Zhengyang's strength was rashly reported, he would become the first to bear the ruthless storm. This matter really had to be taken slowly, at least to make him adapt.

When Lei Zhengyang returned home, he saw Mr. Lei still sitting in the hall, staring at him with a strange look.

Lei Zhengyang smiled and said, "Grandpa, why do I feel that you are getting more and more leisurely now? You are not busy with state affairs in broad daylight, and you still have time to sit at home and be lazy. Why? Do you want to keep staring at me, afraid that I will cause trouble!"

In the past, Lei Zhengyang was very afraid of this old man. Seeing him was like a mouse and seeing a cat, but now he does not have such a sense of fear. He only has the warmth of his relatives. No matter how playboys and incompetent he is, no matter what mistake he makes, he is the Lei family, and the old man in front of him is his grandfather.

Thinking of the pain that my grandfather endured in his previous life, Lei Zhengyang now only hopes to bring him some comfort, make him happy in his later years, and prevent the Lei family's nightmare from happening.

Lei Yunbao is the head of the country and shoulders the responsibilities given by the country and the people. It is indeed very heavy, but he is also an old man and full of family affection. He is also relieved to see these children and grandchildren grow up and enter society.

"Grandpa just took a break, but you have an objection. You are doing nothing every day and are wasting your time. Why don't you feel lazy?"

Lei Zhengyang didn't think he was wrong at all, and said for granted: "That's impossible. Grandpa is a big tree, an old tree is packed with roots. I'm just a grass under a small tree. It's time to live just by myself!"

Lei Yunba shook his head and asked, "Zhengyang, where did you go in the morning? Why didn't you see you while eating?"

Lei Zhengyang said: "Don't mention it. Uncle San treats to dinner. Isn't it rare? How could I know that after slaughtering the third uncle, I met a few little hooligans. It took me a lot of effort to settle it. I'm not, I've eaten it and I'm a little hungry."

"Are you okay?" This made several elders blush and didn't dare to reveal a word in front of Lei Zhengyang. Only Mr. Lei came over to see if Lei Zhengyang was injured.

"It's okay, just a few little hooligans, it's not worth mentioning." Lei Zhengyang said disdainfully, and had already gone upstairs to go back to the room to wash up. If it weren't for seeing it from beginning to end, Lei Yunbo wouldn't believe it. What about the few little hooligans that Lei Zhengyang mentioned were hundreds of people?

Looking at Lei Zhengyang's background, Lei Yunbo thought: Maybe this grandson has really grown up, so it's time to let go and let him fly freely.

In the past, Lei Zhengyang didn't have home at all. Even Xu Miaoli, who loved her son, could see him a few times a week, and he basically didn't stay at home after dinner. Apart from asking Xu Miaoli for money, he usually had no extra words.

But Lei Zhengyang has not gone out now. According to his words, he is too lazy to go out and is bored, so it is better to hide at home and read books.

Lei Chunping was happy and Xu Miaoli was relieved.

"You kid, you refused to let you study well before. Now you know that you have to regret that you have less books when you use them. But it doesn't matter. You hear and die every day. As long as you want to study, it will not be too late. There are many books in your dad's study room. You can read them yourself. If it really doesn't work, sign up for a cram school or something. If it works hard to supplement it, you will have a great future."

It was rare that Xu Miaoli did not sing the opposite tune with Lei Chunping. She looked very happy when she looked at Lei Zhengyang's desk with a few professional books and many notes. She immediately responded: "Zhengyang has become so obedient. Mom rewards you. The pocket money he spends every month in the future. Mom will buy you whatever Zhengyang wants."

This is the two completely different love manifestations of father and mother.

Although Lei Zhengyang also knew that this kind of love from his mother could easily make the child spoiled, he still felt a strong sense of happiness and extremely warmth.

"Zhengyang, what is this?" In the past, Lei Chunping never came to his son's room because it was smoky inside, star pictorials, naked. For a serious scholar like him, he really couldn't bear to see it. With Xu Miaoli protecting him, he could only see it without seeing it.

This time I came in, I thought it was good. The room was neat and even the quilts on the bed were neatly folded. It was rare. All the pictorials on the wall had been torn off. It was just a calendar, which looked refreshing and translucent, and the air was fresh.

As an educator, he has the habit of scanning the student notes and other things. Whenever he sees them, he will always glance at them and pick up the information on Lei Zheng’s balcony table. He is a little surprised. These equations should not be written by his son. How can a high school student understand the equations of higher biological genes?

"This is a gift to my uncle in two days. Dad, don't move around, this is not for you." Looking at Lei Chunping's face with a surprised look, his hands kept flipping through his information, and the neat things were messed up.

"Why are you like this? Do you think your son's things are like this? Do you think you are a child?" Xu Miaoli also felt strange. The old man never valued the young son very much, and regarded him as a thorn. When did he become so interested in his things?

The two of them said this, but Lei Chunping did not come back to his senses. He was so devilish that he looked at the information written by Lei Zhengyang, and kept muttering: "Thirty-six atoms---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Lei Zhengyang stretched out his hand and pulled the information back and said loudly: "Dad, these things are not for you. It is a very impolite behavior to spur other people's things. You taught me."

Lei Chunping looked at the information in Lei Zhengyang's hand and said anxiously: "Zhengyang, hurry up and show this information to dad. Dad seems to have figured out something, what, you said that these information was written by you, Zhengyang, hurry up and say, how could you write such a complex program? Yes, this is the operation design of some kind of program."

He is worthy of being the Minister of the Ministry of Education. His knowledge is amazing. After a short scan, he knew that this was a program design. Lei Chunping said it was right. This is indeed a kind of application designed by Lei Zhengyang for his younger uncle. In this era, it is definitely a pioneering application.

"Why can't I write it? Haven't you seen that I have always worked hard to self-study? Do you know that I am a genius among geniuses? What kind of eyes are you? If you don't believe it, just forget it." Lei Zhengyang wanted to blow a few times, but unfortunately, this old man was too upright in nature and didn't believe it at all. Even when he said it, he showed a little contempt in his eyes.

"You are trying hard to learn by yourself? Are you a genius among geniuses? Zhengyang, what kind of virtue do you have? OK, tell me where you got these information. This is a critical technical analysis. As far as I know, it seems that the country does not have this set of technology yet. Forget it, I can't explain it clearly to you. I want to use it to study it."

He didn't give Lei Zheng the chance to speak the most. Lei Chunping hurriedly took the technical drawings and procedural analysis materials. He was a research madman, a person who was immersed in scientific research and forgot to eat and sleep. In addition to the Minister of Education, he also served as the President of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
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