I almost touched the moon

Wen Song has been completely immersed in research since Monday. Not only does he have to attend classes, but he also has to complete group assignments, research projects, and write papers. He is so busy that he is always busy. On weekdays, he stays in the library until it closes before going home. He often doesn't even have time to eat. He only has a cup of iced American coffee and a ham lye water bag to get through the day. When he gets home, he is so tired that he takes a shower and falls asleep.

After sending his mother and brother back to China, Cheng Che also returned to Zurich to complete the final project and prepare for the defense. Every day, he still chatted with Wen Song about family matters, asking her what she was doing and whether she had eaten.

Her replies were very concise, always "reading", "doing a project", "writing a paper", "attending classes". Sometimes she would not reply to messages for a whole day, but would always reply with a "good night" in the early morning.

He would also reply, "Good night, sister, have a good rest," and fall asleep looking at these two simple words in the dialog box.

"Baby, go back to sleep." Xia Ninghe looked at the man beside him who was drinking iced Americano with painkillers, frowning with a worried look, "I'll help you revise the rest of the report, go back to sleep, look at the dark circles under your eyes."

Wen Song took a big gulp of iced American coffee, yawned, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, just dizzy. I can submit the report after I revise it. Fortunately, we don't have classes on Monday and Tuesday, so I can sleep at home for four full days."

"Baby, you've worked hard." Xia Ninghe poured her a cup of hot water with some concern, "Don't drink cold drinks during your period. You'll have menstrual cramps anyway."

"It's okay, it's okay." Wen Song thanked her and continued reading the report. "I took painkillers. Ask Li Huimin why she hasn't come yet. Didn't we meet at 10 o'clock? It's already 11 o'clock. What is she doing?"

Xia Ninghe curled her lips and said unhappily, "I asked her on WhatsApp, but she read it but didn't reply. What's wrong with us? How could we be so unlucky to be in the same group with her? Baby, you really have a good heart. No one wants to be in the same group with her."

"She is an exchange student after all, so it's normal that she can't keep up with the progress." Wen Song wanted to say a few words to help her, but when he saw the part she wrote, his face darkened and he looked speechless, "No, what did she write? I can't understand her English, and she wrote the conclusion. How can she make mistakes when she puts the previous data into the calculation? The formula is wrong..."

The more I looked at her, the worse her expression became. My head started to hurt more. "Okay, all wrong. None of the formulas, data, or results were correct. She even copied the angle I calculated and got it wrong."

Xia Ninghe also took a look, sighed, then rolled his eyes and said silently: "How can there be someone worse than me... How can her English be worse than mine..."

"I suspect she wrote it directly in Korean and used a machine translation, otherwise the grammar wouldn't be so messed up." Wen Song's face became even more unhappy, and he said to Xia Ninghe, "Call her and ask her how long it will take."

Xia Ninghe made a phone call and said even more speechlessly: "She said she was on the tram and would be there soon."

Wen Song rolled his eyes almost to the sky. His stomach and head hurt even more because he was angry. He lay on the table and said to Xia Ninghe, "I'll sleep for a while. Call me when she arrives."

"Okay, baby." Xia Ninghe touched her head, "You're so pitiful. Go to sleep."

More than half an hour later, Li Huimin finally arrived. The sound of her high heels stepping on the floor was particularly harsh in the library, accompanied by a strong, sweet smell of perfume.

She walked over to Wen Song and Xia Ninghe and said apologetically in English, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Wen Song looked up and found that her face was delicately made up and her hair was curled. He thought speechlessly, "If you didn't have makeup, you would have arrived an hour ago."

But she had no intention of criticizing her appearance. She just said to her, "You have a lot of problems. I have marked them all for you. Of course, the biggest problem is your handwriting. Not only are there grammatical errors, but there are also spelling errors and word usage errors. There are even some sentences that I can't understand at all."

"Is there a problem?" Li Huimin took a closer look and said disapprovingly, "No problem, our school always writes like this."

Wen Song and Xia Ninghe resisted the urge to roll their eyes and tried to maintain a gentle tone and said, "But as native speakers, we don't write like this. If you don't know the correct way to write in English, you can refer to our content."

"But Iseylia, you're not a native speaker either." Li Huimin was a little unconvinced.

Xia Ninghe couldn't help but add: "Iseylia has lived in Switzerland since she was 12 years old. Her English and German are better than her Chinese."

"Okay." Li Huimin was still a little unconvinced, "But isn't it enough to understand it? We are not majoring in liberal arts, so we don't need to be so picky about words."

Wen Song couldn't help it this time. He turned his head and rolled his eyes, and continued, "Okay, if you don't want to change it, I'll help you. But I need to emphasize to you the obvious errors in your part. First, the electromagnetic radiation calculation formula of AGN is wrong. Secondly, LINER only has weak nuclear emission line regions. Why is your whole part talking about x-rays? LINER only occasionally emits strong x-rays. Even undergraduates know this, right? And here, my calculation result of the angle between the angular momentum of the accretion disk and the rotation axis of the black hole is 12.76 degrees. Why did you write 13 degrees here? Have you calculated it? Did you calculate that my result is wrong? And..."

She explained to Li Huimin for nearly half an hour. Her mouth was dry, her throat felt like it was smoking, and her head hurt even more. However, the other party still seemed to take it completely unimportant.

"Do you understand?" Wen Song thought helplessly, maybe she didn't understand what he was saying...

"Yes, I understand." Li Huimin nodded and explained, "The angle of 13 degrees is the result I got after rounding off. Anyway, the angular momentum of the accretion disk will be affected by many factors, so it's okay to take an approximate value."

"There is no such thing as probabilities in the field of physics." Wen Song was almost on the verge of cursing when he heard this.

Fortunately, Xia Ninghe was beside her, rubbing her back and whispering, "Calm down, calm down, don't be so angry that you die."

Wen Song explained patiently, "Angular momentum is indeed affected by many factors, but in our report, we obtained the most stable angle value, so it cannot be rounded off. If you have no objection, just modify it as I say."

Li Huimin agreed, raised her head and said, "Okay, I'll send it to you at 4 pm on Monday."

"Finish it now." Wen Song showed no mercy. "The deadline is 5pm on Monday. Send it to me at 4pm. If there are still problems, there will be no time to revise it."

Li Huimin also rolled her eyes, "Then I'll send it to you on Sunday at noon."

"No, we have to do it now. Your part is not long to begin with. If you revise it now, Ning Ning and I will help you. It will be finished in three hours at most." Wen Song still refused to give in and was still cursing in her heart. What kind of person is this? He increased her workload on the weekend for no reason. Does he think he is the empress dowager?

"But isn't our deadline Monday? Why do we have to finish it now?" Li Huimin refused to give in, "I'm going to the cafe now."

"Our team's deadline is Friday at 5pm." Seeing that Wen Song was really unwell, Xia Ninghe, who was always a bit timid, directly retorted, "We can all finish before Friday, why can't you? Besides, only your part has so many errors. Iseylia could have rested today, but she spent the whole morning checking for you. Why do you ask her to work overtime on the weekend to help you?"

Li Huimin knew that she was not good at English and was an exchange student. She could not keep up with the progress of her teammates in every group assignment. Therefore, other students were unwilling to be in the same group with her. She had finally gotten on Wen Song's good side, so naturally she was unwilling to let go.

“Okay, I’ll change it now.” She sat down and whispered in Korean, “?? ?? ???? (What a crazy woman), ???? ?? (What bad luck)”.

"?, ?? ??? ?? ? ?? ??? ? ???" (Yeah, maybe you could repeat what you just said) To Li Huimin's surprise, Wen Song actually understood, and not only understood, but also questioned in Korean. She was much taller than Li Huimin, and at this moment she was looking down at her with a somewhat contemptuous smile.

Xia Ninghe couldn't help but giggle and said in English: "Iseylia can speak Korean, and she speaks it very well."

"?? ? ? ??? ?? ??? ?? ???." (Please say it again, I didn't hear it clearly just now) Wen Song looked at her and said it again.

“??… ?????, ?? ????…” (No... I’m sorry, I’m really sorry) Lee Huimin didn’t dare to say anything else. She just lowered her head and apologized in Korean, and even added honorifics.

Wen Song had no intention of arguing with her anymore and just urged her to finish revising the content quickly.

What surprised her and Xia Ninghe even more was that Li Huimin did not start to revise immediately, but instead set up the camera, greeted the camera, and said in Korean: "Hello everyone, today is also a study day. I am revising the research report in the library today. It's really tiring. Our research topic is..."

"Turn it off." Wen Song immediately stopped him coldly in English. His voice was not loud but it was full of pressure. "Do you know that taking photos of Ning Ning and me without permission is a violation of our portrait rights and privacy rights? And publishing our research content on the Internet without the consent of all team members will lead to academic plagiarism. You have no right to do this. Please delete it immediately."

"I'm a vlogger." Li Huimin paused filming but was unwilling to delete it. "This is my job."

"Your work should not infringe upon the legitimate rights and interests of others. If you insist on doing so, I can only notify other team members to remove you from our group. At the same time, I will entrust a lawyer to file a lawsuit against you for infringement of portrait rights." Wen Song felt that he had really grown up. Even when he met such a weirdo, he could resist scolding her.

"Okay..." Li Huimin knew that Wen Song was a man of his word and even unsympathetic, so she could only turn off the camera and delete the video. But she added, "Then I won't film you or our report. I can just do a live broadcast of learning, okay?"

Wen Song and Xia Ninghe looked at each other, both speechless, and said to Li Huimin, "Whatever you want."

Xia Ninghe whispered in Chinese in Wen Song's ear, "She has already used the time she used for live streaming to study. I've watched her study vlogs, and she's really busy from morning till night. Then when I looked at the content, I saw that she was copying books."

"..." Wen Song said to Xia Ninghe with a frown on his face, "It's just to establish a character. How did she get into Seoul National University? Isn't that school equivalent to Tsinghua University and Peking University in South Korea? Is it so easy to get in?"

"Who knows..." Xia Ninghe was also speechless, "Don't be in the same group with her next time for group work. Look how tired she makes you."

After working until about six o'clock, Li Huimin finally finished revising the report. She looked at Wen Song unhappily and said, "Because of you, I didn't even shoot the vlog of my visit to the coffee shop this afternoon."

"Really? I'm so sorry." Wen Song already had a splitting headache and just wanted to go home and sleep. Hearing her say that, he was even more furious. He responded in Korean without any courtesy, "It seems that I misunderstood the purpose of your exchange to LMU. I mistakenly thought you were here to study."

After finally seeing off the giant Buddha, Wen Song spent nearly an hour making the final revisions and summary, and finally completed the task of the past two weeks.

She stretched herself, took a long breath, and said weakly to Xia Ninghe, "It's finally done. Do you want to go home? I'll drive you there."

"Songsong, are you okay..." Xia Ninghe looked at her with a worried look on his face, "Your face is frighteningly pale, and your lips are also extremely pale, do you want to go to the hospital?"

"It's okay..." Wen Song yawned again. He didn't know why. He had taken painkillers but his head still hurt like hell. "I'm just sleepy."

Xia Ninghe felt something was wrong, so she reached out and touched her forehead. It was indeed terribly hot. "Baby, you have a fever! Have you taken medicine? How about I go to the hospital with you?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Wen Song waved his hand and said, "I'll just go home and take a nap. I'll be fine when I make an appointment at the hospital. It's okay."

Xia Ninghe was still worried, so he helped her pack her things, put her bag on his back, helped her up and said, "Don't drive like this, it's too dangerous. I'll take the tram back with you."