Not only the senior academies called by Tianyan, but also the other junior students standing aside watching the show were stunned.
It has been less than two days since Ying Zijin came to the institute.
It's just that she has a very beautiful face, even if she is not from this junior laboratory, many students from other laboratories have also come to see her.
In their impression, the girl has always been quiet and low-key.
How dare you say such things to senior students?
Does she know the difference between the words advanced and elementary?
As long as the junior students have no power behind them, they can only be slaughtered.
That's why Tianyan is so arrogant.
Especially the senior students of the two academies.
The School of Biogenetics relies on genetic modification and transplantation, and the School of Mechanical and Aerospace Engineering relies on new thermal weapons.
The overall strength should also be stronger, and generally no one would mess with it.
Bing Lan became even more flustered: "Ah Ying, it's actually nothing. The test bench can be restored automatically. There is a restorer, just press it."
Laboratories have always been prone to explosions.
So the Institute specially invented this repair technology.
Even if the entire test bench is blown up, press the repair button, and it can be restored within ten minutes at the slowest.
This technology speeds up the experiment process a lot
Ying Zijin lowered his head and glanced at the half of the aircraft that had been trampled off, his eyes were blank, and there were still the same three words: "Clean up."
"Amazing, amazing. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers." The male student applauded and smiled even wider. "You, you look good. It's a waste of money to directly pull them into genetic experiments."
"It's better to let us play first, and then send it to the laboratory when we get tired of playing. It's not a waste of good things."
In their view, women are weak.
You can bully at will.
"Don't put on such a cold expression, come on, just smile." The male student walked forward with a smile, and just stretched out his hand to hold the girl's shoulder.
He was fooling around and didn't care about it at all.
Bing Lan's heart raised her throat: "Ah Ying!"
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise that almost burst the eardrums.
The girl just raised her hand slightly, and with a sharp overhand fall, the male student was directly thrown to the ground.
The momentary paralysis of his body gave him no time to react.
"!"
The other senior students who were about to follow were all held in place, their eyes a little dull.
"Crack!"
There was another crisp sound.
This time it was the sound of bones breaking.
At the same time, the male student let out a heart-piercing howl, and blood even spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"ah¡ª¡ª!!!"
The girl stepped on his chest, and three or four ribs were directly broken.
Ying Zijin's eyelashes drooped, and his voice was cold: "I said, clean up."
She kind of likes the place where she talks with her fists.
Really save trouble.
There was silence in the laboratory.
Ying Zijin put her foot down, she raised her eyes and stepped forward.
Several senior students subconsciously took a step back, and this time they were the ones who were terrified.
"I warn you, don't even try to fight us." A senior student sternly said, "You are just a junior student, if you dare to do something, your family¡ª"
The words were blocked by a few "bang bang".
This time, there were six people who fell on the ground.
Some junior students have already fled the door in fear, and there are only a few scattered in the laboratory.
Ying Zijin said lightly, "It's cleaned up."
It was such a simple three words that the nerves of these senior students almost collapsed.
Hitting them like this just to make them cleaners? !
But facing the girl's cold and cold eyes, I was already more than half scared.
Except for the first male student who was seriously injured, the other senior students endured physical pain and got up, hurriedly picking up the experimental tools they had destroyed.
Ying Zijin was sitting on a chair, watching these male students who had been beaten bruised and bruised clean up the experimental table for her and Bing Lan.
Ten minutes later, the experimental table recovered??: "Actually, I don't want to follow an old man, I still follow you."
Ying Zijin thought for a while: "Apart from his silver-white hair, his face is still very young."
Sinai pretended to believe it: "oh."
**
the other side.
? Institute of Mechanical and Aeronautical Engineering.
"Dean Norman." The secretary knocked on the door, "Here is the student information you want."
The old man pushed his glasses: "Take them here."
The secretary put the computer on the table.
Dean Norman opened it and took a look.
Name: Ying Zijin.
Gender: Female
Age: 19 years old
?Level: Junior student
Dean Norman looked down and landed on the column of family information.
The timeline is accurate to the year, month and day, but the only thing he pays attention to is that he wrote the words "both parents died" at the beginning.
Dean Norman sighed.
It's because he thinks too much.
In this world, even people who look exactly the same have a certain probability of appearing.
They look alike, nothing more than ordinary.
He has also met people who are more intellectual than Ying Zijin.
Moreover, it is generally accepted that Su Wen's child is dead.
Dean Norman continued to slide down to the column of recommenders.
The referrer column is marked with asterisks, obviously encrypted.
Dean Norman frowned, entered his identity information, and clicked Unencrypt.
A photo came into view.
Dean Norman's expression changed, and his hand was almost unsteady: "Why is it this girl!"
He couldn't restrain his emotions at all, his hands trembled, and then he stood up suddenly, and wanted to go to Ying Zijin immediately.
"Dean Norman." At this time, the secretary ran in again, panting, "There is no need to tell you about this matter, but you just mobilized her information, I think you should attach great importance to her."
Dean Norman looked up: "What happened?"
"There are a few senior students from the School of Biology and Genetics going to the junior laboratory, and they want to take a few junior students to do genetic experiments." The secretary spoke quickly, "She is among them."
Dean Norman took a breath: "Do these senior students not want to live?"
The secretary was taken aback, nana: "No, no, Dean, she is fine, she dismissed those senior students."
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Dean Norman was also choked: "Then what else?"
"The instructors of these students are very angry and want to arrest her." The secretary went on to say, "Now they have gone to her dormitory to arrest people, and they just left the gate of the institute."
Dean Norman's face turned cold: "I'll go and have a look."
He used the new invention of the School of Engineering to quickly catch up with the tutors of the School of Biology and Genetics.
"Dean Norman." The instructor was very respectful to him, but he didn't back down because of this. "This is a matter of our School of Biology and Genetics. There are tens of thousands of junior students, and it's okay to lose one."
"Do you know who sent her in?" Dean Norman said, "Do you know who is standing behind the person you want to move?"
The instructor frowned: "Principal Norman, what are you talking about? Behind a junior student, is there a powerful person standing behind?"
This is a matter for their School of Biology and Genetics. It is really troublesome for the School of Engineering to intervene.
Moreover, if Ying Zijin is really standing behind some big boss level figure, let her go to the junior laboratory?
As long as the family has a little background power, they will send their children to high places.
The instructor spoke again, a little impatiently: "Dean Norman, she beat the students of our Genetic Institute like that, so don't protect me."
Dean Norman nodded.
Using his authority, he once again removed the asterisk in Ying Zijin's recommender column.
Then he threw the phone in front of the instructor, and said lightly, "Look for yourself."
The instructor was a little reluctant, but he took it anyway.
This is a photo.
From the background, it seems that it has been a few years.
Many instruments and equipment inside have been eliminated long ago.
The photo was taken at least ten years ago.
The tall girl in a cold white coat looked at the camera indifferently.
Sinai Lineger.
School of Mechanical and Aerospace Engineering.
School of Physics.
School of Space Technology.
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School of Physics.
School of Space Technology.
Behind these colleges, there is a title below.
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