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Now that it was evening, he hadn't expected to find himself completely immersed in work, thoroughly engrossed in the sensors in front of him, beginning his research.
Hearing the other person speak, Qin Yuan felt his stomach truly rumble with hunger. He lifted his head, rubbed his eyes that had long since gone sour, and agreed.
Okay, I'll come back to study seriously after dinner.
He was becoming more and more interested in this thing, and he had even understood all the technology inside the M country's F37 fighter jets. Qin Yuan had the determination to break through and struggle at this moment.
"Hehehe, I like you, young man."
Old Liu was incredibly hardworking and scholarly, so naturally, he liked people who shared his traits.
Chatting with Qin Yuan, they both headed toward the canteen. The food there had always been good, Qin Yuan, who hadn't eaten all day, was truly hungry.
"Then I won't be polite."