Lan Ze had already arranged for several of his freshmen to go directly to the laboratory downstairs to find their senior brothers and sisters. The senior brothers and sisters are omnipotent and will lead them to solve everything.

Lan Ze didn't care about character flaws or anything like that. The disciples selected by Feng Chuan of the School of Science were all extraordinary people. Everyone had a weird personality. He had long been used to it among them.

He just felt that with his current state...it would be very embarrassing to meet the new students.

"Did you go to the wrong door?"

"Who is this? All the new students in our laboratory have arrived."

Lan Ze stood at the door of his laboratory, blocked by his direct students.

The smell of beef stew wafts out from the door, making you hungry.

"Classmate, people from outside the school are not allowed to visit here." A student gently pointed out the direction of the elevator. "Go upstairs, exit the door, and go to the cafeteria to the left. Don't run around after you have eaten."

As Lan Ze expected, even his direct students could not recognize their teacher.

"It's me."

Everyone was stunned when they heard the word "I".

"My son took me to dye my hair. He said it made me look younger. How about it? It does look younger, right?"

"Exceptionally young!" A group of students finally recognized the teacher and nodded vigorously.

50% off for your age! Super youthful!

"Old man! Come, look here!"

Lan Ze turned around.

"Brother and sister, look! The old man has dyed his hair!"

As soon as the interactive projection was turned on, the room was filled with people.

The disciples in the laboratories in different locations paid collective attention to the teacher. I don’t know who came from whose mouth a continuous tut-tsk sound came out.

"Are you all here? OK, let me say a few words." Take this opportunity to encourage the children to build on the past and build on the future... This is the basic practice of being a teacher.

"Old man, tell me your skin care tips!" the girl in the mountains asked loudly.

"One flat peach a day. You can also have young and tender skin." Another disciple in the projection took the opportunity to advertise. "The spiritual roots of heaven and earth, dense nutrients, resist the years, stay youthful..."

The freshmen who just arrived today are obviously a little confused. A few of them are hiding in the corner of the projection, weak, pitiful and helpless.

Lan Ze's disciple had already stuffed a useful tool into his hand - a spatula.

Another disciple tied an apron for him from behind and patted his shoulder: "Old man, dinner depends on you."

Lao Luo's biomechanics laboratory upstairs and Lanze's structural design laboratory in the basement. In the hospital, both are famous for their good food.

The tradition of Lao Luo's laboratory for many years is to cook and have dinner together in the small kitchen. But the people who do it are all disciples. In Lan Ze's laboratory, it doesn't necessarily matter who does it.

In the past few years, he couldn't do experiments with his own hands, and doing logistics for the students was the only way to gain a sense of participation. So now... he and the students have long been used to it.

Piles of vegetables and side dishes have been cut in the small kitchen. The cutter is a proud disciple who just started at the beginning of the year.

The vegetables are cut very neatly. This technique is very suitable for cutting experimental objects.

Many extreme operations, before standardization and standardization, rely directly on dexterous hands. Lan Ze is very optimistic about him.

In the middle of the kitchen, a large bucket of beef was almost ready to be stewed. The chef opened the lid of the pot and was collecting the juice. Looking at Lan Ze, he giggled.

Drinking classmate, ran back from outside and used the centrifuge to make drinks.

This machine is scrap equipment that has been eliminated from other people's laboratories. Half of Lanze's students are from the School of Engineering, and all of them have a pair of skillful hands that can dismantle anything and a curiosity that is not afraid of death.

They asked the teacher for tools and components, and Lan Ze bought them without asking.

By chance, they would keep the tinkering for themselves and use it for themselves. Of course, most of them couldn't be repaired and were scrapped as they were. Lan Ze regarded it as spending money to make these children happy.

Classmate Bai An is using homemade scallion pancakes on the heating table. There are a lot of roasted sweet potatoes on the bottom layer.

He was the only one who couldn't leave while guarding the kitchen utensils. He looked up and saw Lan Ze:

"Old man, you...have had plastic surgery!"

"My son took me to dye my hair today and told me not to pretend to be an old man. So that's it."

"How old is your old son?"

"...It seems that you are two years older?"

"He told you the opposite. You came here specifically to pretend to be a student, right?" said Bai An, who took out a half-cooked sweet potato, cut it into pieces, beat an egg, sprinkled with green onion, pepper and salt, and stuffed it under the stove again, "Old man, here you go

Added eggs."

"well."

Lanze quickly stir-fries and mixes vegetables.

There are many people helping in the kitchen, but there are more people waiting to eat outside.

The small kitchen was quickly filled with delicious food.

Seeing the fellow chefs starting to cut the meat, Lanze called a few female graduate students from the mathematics department to come over for dinner.

Whether the food tastes good or not is secondary, he just wants these girls to participate. If they don’t know how to make friends, it’s better to just look familiar.

Then he thought for a moment and summoned Xiaoxiao.

Having a son is not unusual, but now that he has grandchildren, he inexplicably wants to show off and make it public to the world.

"My third brother and I are here in Gungun."

Xiaoxiao explained a few words.

He and Xiaomai helped Gungun with his homework and were having dinner together now. As for the three grandchildren, they were in the hands of Gungun's accompanying sisters.

Lan Ze could hear his voice full of joy.

The reason is very simple. These young ladies play with the baby and finally don’t have to pester him himself.

Therefore, Xiaoxiao plans to carry her son on her back whenever she goes out.

Lan Ze knew that this kid's thinking was different from other people's.

"As long as you're not tired."

"It's not tiring. The people I meet when I take my children out are all very friendly. Moreover, I find that women are very good at taking care of children no matter how old they are."

Well, being beautiful means that you can do whatever you want. You can always discover things that others cannot.

It's like taking a pet out with you.

Pets can also become tools that open up interpersonal communication.

But when Xiaomai takes Xiaohei out with him, if others don't want to know him at all, they will avoid his big dog and stay far away.

Lan Ze couldn't help but worry about his grandson. He gave his son a few words and then let him go.

He couldn't care about the children of the next generation; he didn't need to care about someone as big as Xiaoxiao.

On the contrary, the students in his room need to work hard to integrate the newcomers into the group.

In fact, Lan Ze has not many students staying in the college laboratory. They are all junior students who have enrolled for less than two years. The senior students are working on their own projects in outside laboratories. But even if they enrolled only a few months earlier,

They can also be regarded as senior brothers and sisters.

The way they integrate new people is simple.

The dishes were placed on the dinner plate and the senior brother handed them to the newlyweds.

The drinks were put in cups and the senior sister handed them to the newlyweds.

Lan Ze got involved and gave each of the newcomers a piece of scallion pancake. Roll it up and put it on the edge of the dinner plate, just enough to squeeze it down.

If you eat our food, you will be ours from now on.

A long time ago, Lan Ze discovered in Lao Luo's laboratory that a small kitchen is very conducive to establishing order in the laboratory and maintaining unity in the laboratory. Conflicts can be reconciled among people who can eat together.

Freshmen receive special treatment. Old students can choose whatever they want to eat. It doesn't matter if the plate is full, as long as they can finish it.

"Hey, that guy knows so much." Lan Ze looked at the student who said the instructor didn't understand during the interview, put a piece of cake on his plate, and tried to talk to him. "Can you cook?"

"This... I really don't know how to do it." The new student said a little shyly.

"Okay, you're not stupid. Do you know how to be modest?"

"Hehe, hehe... It's not because your face looks different from what it was in the morning. I thought you had something to do and went out."

The explanation is a bit far-fetched. It’s easy to get carried away when one is too complacent. However, we are young people anyway and have a long way to go.

Lan Ze said seriously: "To be serious. After entering the door, there is a lot of research that needs to be done. Show me your true skills. A capable person, it doesn't hurt to have some minor problems in dealing with people. But there is a premise here, it is you

The ability needs to be very strong. There is a very powerful tutor in the School of Science, have you heard of it?”

"Lan Ze?" Another freshman on the side answered quickly.

"What I want to say is Feng Chuan." Lan Ze said helplessly. He thought for a while and did not say that Feng Chuan's recruitment was weird. This involved all his senior brothers, and the damage was too great. He only said once that Feng Chuan could not recruit.

Talk about female students.

For many years, the school has let this matter go unchecked. This is simply because an academic master like Feng Chuan is destined to be written into the history of mathematics and his status cannot be replaced.
To be continued...