My plug-in is not that strong

Chapter 128 Coach
After finishing the conversation with Song Yuan, it was already dark.

Logically speaking, it would be great to stay in the dormitory on the last night of this Sunday, but unfortunately, he still has to study.

Read the literature, analyze the data sent by the microbiology company, and prepare to write your own patent.It wasn't until eleven o'clock in the evening that Song Yu returned to the dormitory in a low spirit.

To be honest, since practicing Johnson's aerobics, not only his strength has improved, but his physical fitness has also improved. Under normal circumstances, his body will not be too tired.

But I haven't exercised my mental strength, my body is not tired, but my mind is tired, so I still need to rest regularly.

"Sister Song, you came back so late again, and the parameters of the experiment have not been determined yet?" Mu Yang, who was sitting on the seat in his dormitory playing with his mobile phone, put down his mobile phone and asked Song Yu.

"Yeah, I think it's New Year's Day." Song Yu said with some tiredness, not even noticing what Mu Yang called him.

"It's okay, if you can't, don't work so hard, you can do it with my brother." Mu Yang said mysteriously: "I have a very good job for you, and you are guaranteed to make money and be admired by others."

Song Yu said with a look of disdain: "Come on, I don't want to go to your father's company and work for your grandfather."

"It's none of my dad's business. It's just me, can you work for me?" Mu Yang thought for a while, and then said: "If not, we can work together and be the boss."

When Song Yu heard this, he smiled and said, "What project did your father give you to make you prodigal?"

"Look at what you're talking about, what are you calling a prodigal!" Mu Yang said angrily.

"Then explain why the stir-fry restaurant your father gave you closed down in the first half of your senior year on the snack street." Song Yu asked back.

"That's because he can't find a chef, and it doesn't suit everyone's appetite." Mu Yang said with a guilty conscience: "Besides, that... at most it's my private kitchen, not a project."

"Chef in the private kitchen, you told me that the taste is bad?" Song Yu smiled lightly.

"It's hard to adjust. Oh, it's absolutely fine this time. I'll learn my lesson and find someone who has real materials, so it's fine." Mu Yang raised his eyebrows, looked at Song Yu with a smirk and said with a smile .

Song Yu couldn't help shivering, put his arms around his shoulders, and said, "It's time to turn on the air conditioner, it feels chilly."

"I'm talking about business with you. My dad invested in a gym and handed over one of the special items in it to me." Mu Yang said sarcastically.

"Gym? You want to be a coach?!" Song Yu said in surprise.

Mu Yang curled his lips, and said, "Who let Dad discover my muscles, and the strength is amazing. He asked me why, and I told him it was because of this set of aerobics. Anyway, what you said, This matter can be said. So..."

"...Your father is really economical." Song Yu praised sincerely.

"I know that, otherwise he wouldn't be able to make it so big. Just like in his senior year, there were a lot of people on the snack street, and there were quite a few people who came out to eat. It is absolutely no problem to open a restaurant." Mu Yang made no secret of it.

"Then why did it close down?" Song Yu asked back.

"You, all right, I did it myself, all right. I've learned my lesson, and I'm going to invite you to be a coach in the past. The salary will definitely not be owed to you, how about it?"

"I'd rather engage in scientific research." Song Yu flatly refused, "And you can go into battle by yourself. Didn't your father mean to let you teach?"

"I know, so you will only go for a week, October [-] is exactly seven days, can't you leave after teaching?" Mu Yang begged.

"No, I'm going home for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it's hard to catch up."

"I'll give you 7 yuan, how about it? The price is very good." Mu Yang prayed again.

"No, family is more important." Song Yu continued to refuse.

He is no longer the poor student who distributed leaflets for a day for 40 yuan. He realized the importance of time and family.

"Then what opportunities will there be in the future? For example, those who are on winter and summer vacations will only go for a week." Mu Yang almost knelt down and called his brother.

"This... okay, if your gym doesn't close down." Song Yu said helplessly.

"Great! It will definitely not go bankrupt this time, because the gym is not in my management, I am only in charge of that project, and I will play in person. It will definitely be fine." Mu Yang said confidently.

Song Yu shrugged, expressing his doubts, but said nothing.

While packing up the toiletries, he was thinking: the aerobics he learned by himself has 5-6 times the strength of an adult.And after he taught Mu Yang, he became 3-4 times stronger.If he taught his disciples again, it would probably be 2-3 times.It's not bad, it's suitable for security work.

Moreover, when these disciples teach others, they only have 1-2 times the strength, which is similar to those who usually exercise, so they don't worry about causing abnormalities.

When Song Yu came out of the shower, Mu Yang was already lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

"You really don't think about it? My dad said that I will double your salary." Mu Yang turned around and invited again.

"It's really not good this time, let's do it next time." Song Yu said softly.

Song Yu went to bed and fell asleep, while the third roommate had just returned from the experiment.

.........

After another three days of fighting, Song Yu didn't finish her studies until the evening of September 9th.

As a result, the first draft of the patent on microorganisms was almost finished, and the experiment failed again.

Yes, failed experiments are also a fruit.

If you don't fail, you don't know whether this set of parameters is correct, and you don't know how to change the next set.Therefore, this is also a kind of achievement for Song Yu's experiment.

After dinner, Song Yu went back to the dormitory. Tonight's train will arrive home in the morning of October [-]st.

This time, he chose the evening train not because of saving money, but mainly because he had to leave at night, or he would waste the time of the day, and the time of the night train was very suitable.

And this time I bought a first-class bedroom, and it arrived as soon as I slept, and it cost a few hundred dollars.

Although I don't know what a first-class bed is like, but since it is a first-class bed, it should be okay, at least it is a bed for lying down.

It’s just that Double 11 is so popular this time. At [-] o’clock in the morning on the first day of the invoice, Song Yu grabbed the ticket, but still didn’t get it, and the ticket was gone in an instant.

He managed to get this one with the software, it was a top bunk.

Anyway, having a bed is more comfortable than a hard seat, and being able to lie down is more comfortable than sitting.

As for the several hundred yuan, Song Yu didn't care much about it anymore, he swelled up.

When he took a taxi to the train station, he was carrying a large suitcase, a large travel bag on his back, and several shopping bags in his hand.

Most of these are gifts for family members, and even Liu Lin, who is about to become his younger brother and sister, also has a share, and Song Yu bought it recently, after all, he already knows that he will soon become a family.

And his own luggage is only a quarter of the traveling bag.

　Daily thanks to Minglian Xiaoyu and serious authors for their votes~
　　Special thanks to Wu Chichen for a ticket~~~Happy, I haven’t had a wild ticket for a long time

　　
　
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