The Northwest Aviation School privately agrees. If Zhang He goes to the Crescent, they plan to rent a training ground in the Crescent and send students to the Crescent for training. This can be done from the time the Crescent is near the earth until it flies out of the Mars circle.

Do it this way.

This is a rare field teaching resource. Send Zhang He a new moon, and the school will not lose money.

As for after flying out of the Mars circle, the aviation school has either been equipped with a large number of nuclear fusion engines and can continue to go to the new moon for training regardless of interstellar distance; or it has built up a strong team of teachers and does not need to go so far away for training.

Zhang He is still repeatedly considering whether to become the county magistrate of this impoverished county.

[This mayor, who is said to be a "dictator", is actually a mascot. Administrative work mainly relies on the help of the consulting team.]

[Isn’t that good? You don’t have to worry too much and you don’t have to work too hard.] Lan Ze hopes she will agree.

It’s not often that you can take your children to the sky with you.

The two of them had a lot of fun together, and they took the time to discuss three to five sentences every day. In the end, all that was left was to make fun of each other:

——"I think the county next to the aviation school looks quite rich. Or should I stop going to heaven and compete with the big leaders to become the county magistrate?"

——"Well, please call me County Magistrate Zhang from now on."

…

——"Hey, hello, County Magistrate!"

——"Goodbye County Magistrate!"

Because Zhang He had no time to go home, Lan Ze had no choice but to go to the children's school to pick up his children on the weekend.

The four eldest sons came to Lan Ze and glanced behind their father. Xiaomai asked, "Where is mom? Isn't she here?"

"Mom is busy at work. I will take you home." Lan Ze showed a gentle father's smile.

The four older children exchanged glances.

Xiaomi immediately spoke on behalf of the brothers: "Dad, thank you for coming to visit us. We should still participate in extracurricular activities at school."

This refusal sounded both polite and irritating.

Douzi immediately released the strengthening effect: "The school team has training. We are the main force, and our absence will affect the performance of the game."

"Don't you miss your little brother?" Lanze used his ultimate move.

"He is too young. There is a generation gap between us." Xiaomi, who usually likes her younger brother the most, touched Mo Mo's head and flatly refused.

"Dad, please bring your little brother to watch our training." Zhang Yidian smiled with a sweet smile.

Each of the four older children looked like they deserved a beating.

Lan Ze wished he could kick all four eldest sons in front of him into the moon.

However, he still accepted Zhang Yidian's suggestion. He sat on the sidelines of the training ground and watched the children train.

Mo Mo watched for a while, then couldn't help but crawled through the railing and ran to the field. Lan Ze hurriedly jumped in and pulled him out.

Mo Mo couldn't participate in the older children's training, or play, with tears in his eyes, and a howl stuck in his throat, ready to come out. As a father, Lan Ze had no choice but to borrow a free ball from the team and drag Xiao Jiang along to the sidelines.

Momo play.

Momo, who was overly energetic, slipped away until noon, and his father and his five sons had lunch together in the children's school cafeteria.

Then, Lanze fled the school.

One thing that is obvious is that as children get older, they need less and less the company of their parents.

I'm afraid it's hard to say how often they need to visit. Maybe once a year is too much for them.

On the second weekend, Zhang He didn't go home again.

Lan Ze didn't want to go to a children's school and suffer the cold shoulder from his own son. Just as Lao Luo summoned him, he immediately took Xiao Momo back to the university town.

It is already snowing in the north, but the weather in the south is pleasant.

The campus is still the same as before. The sun shines through the golden treetops, and the wind blows on the face, neither cold nor hot. The autumn air is refreshing.

This temperature saves money on clothes. Lan Ze immediately took off Mo Mo's outer pants and replaced them with shorts, and took off his jumper, letting the naughty child roll in the stinging wormwood in his little vest. He was digging snowdrifts just after he was born.

My youngest son is never afraid of the cold anyway.

The mosquitoes in the south have not disappeared, but they have become sluggish due to the temperature. When naughty children are bored, they can swat mosquitoes to play... This is what the irresponsible father imagined.

Lao Luo summoned Lan Ze back because he had serious business.

The students he recruited for the biomechanics laboratory under Lan Ze's name have yet to meet Teacher Xiao Lan in person. Lan Ze was not available during the interview because Lan Ze's schedule from Monday to Friday was full.

Yes, Lao Luo made an appointment with him to come over on Saturday to meet the freshmen.

When meeting students, Lan Ze's main task is to chat and appease the soldiers. It would be better if he could arrange research tasks for students and provide some direction for writing the thesis.

"Dad has something to do. You and Uncle Jiang are playing outside, okay?" Lan Ze wanted to meet his tutor and laboratory colleagues, but he always felt that it was not very dignified to bring a child.

Mo Mo jumped out of the grass with a roar. He opened his hand and let go of a pair of pointed grasshoppers.

"Dad! I'm going!"

Xiao Jiang looked at the father and son helplessly, stepped forward and pulled Mo Mo's armpit, trying to hug him.

The child hugged his father's leg so tightly that he would be injured if he pulled hard.

"Come on." Lan Ze reached out and stretched out a hand, and the child immediately slid down his arm into his arms. It was gravity-defying.

Mo Mo has always been very well-behaved and reserved in front of strangers, but he doesn't get in the way.

Lan Ze hugged him and wondered, could this kid also be launched into the sky?

"Do you want to go to heaven with your mother?" the father asked his youngest son.

"think."

"Hey..." His father was a little sad.

Anyone can go to heaven, but he can't go there.

When he reached fifty years old and unlocked the seal, the Crescent Moon flew to no one knows where.

"Dad." The younger son patted his shoulder and said, "Come up."

Lan Ze felt warm in his heart.

Xiao Momo raised his head and whispered: "Grandpa."

Lan Ze raised his head, and Professor Luo was looking at him from the window upstairs in the Department of Biology. Seeing him raise his head, he waved his hands desperately: "Lan Ze! Come up quickly!"

Hmm... Lanze and his naughty children, any emotion is superfluous.

Lan Ze took his children and spent more than a day with the graduate students in Lao Luo's laboratory.

The few freshmen who followed him steadfastly were all assigned to the work sequence of measuring the cells of orcas. Although measuring whales is a big project, there are too many different cells in whales. It will take decades to test them all.

After testing, you can also perform verification experiments repeatedly.

This work can produce results. If it produces results, the Biomechanics Laboratory can continue to apply for research funds. Not only can students complete their papers, but they can also spend Lao Luo's money to go to the sea to watch whales. It's very pleasant to imagine.

Lao Luo is satisfied, the freshmen are satisfied, and Lan Ze is satisfied. Everyone at the Wei Hanyang Whale Research Institute is also satisfied because they have free senior labor to work with.
Chapter completed!