"Shen Mingxin, born on April 19, 4XX, from City C. In 29, he obtained a doctorate degree from X University in Country B. He is currently a professor in the Department of Theoretical Physics of Huaxia University C, the host of several XX-level research projects, and the current top in the field of human physics. One of the scholars..."

"——Okay, okay, I don't understand such a long list, why don't you just tell me what this person does?" Qiongqi, who was dizzy on the other side of the phone, asked impatiently.

On this side, Ao Ye, who was holding a phone, was walking on the road, not in a hurry: "He is Song Yangle's teacher."

"Whose teacher?"

"Song Yangle."

"..." There was a pause, and then Qiongqi's confused voice came from the speaker: "Well, who is Song Yangle?"

Ao Ye: "..."

After thinking again about the price to be paid for remaking the other party for a second, he held back the corners of his mouth from twitching and said calmly, "It's the delivery guy from the Shanhai Hotel that I checked half a month ago."

"Oh... Huh?" Qiongqi realized for a moment, then suddenly stopped in surprise and disgust and raised his voice: "You found this thing in half a month?"

"..."

After a while, Ao Ye replied calmly: "Either you come by yourself, or you add q..."

"—Just kidding. Yinglong and his group of dogs are the most cunning. Brother, you only need half a month to find so much. It's not bad. Go ahead."

"There's nothing more to say."

"...Then what are you calling for?"

"It's nothing."

"Oh, then I'll hang up—"

"Song Yangle, born in 15XX, from City C. He won the championship in the XX World Physics Competition Cup at the age of 18. At the age of [-], he entered Huaxia University C through independent enrollment. In the same year, he joined the national | Postgraduate qualification. Now Shanhai Hotel delivery staff."

Qiongqi, who had never been to school under modern education, was stunned and dazed on the other end of the phone, and asked, "No, he sounds awesome? Then why..."

"--beep."

After a short beep, Ao Ye hung up the phone, took down the phone, and looked at the incoming call on the screen, feeling relieved.

Slowly scroll down the "no answer" option, set the ringtone to silent in the settings, put away the phone, stop, he raised his head, looked at the open iron door in front of him, holding invitation letters around the iron door like him The guests coming in and out and the villas standing inside the iron gate.

Intrigued.

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