We are all reborn, who will be your control group?

Perhaps because he got a new research goal, Lao Zhao hasn't come to bother Wen Qin for a long time.

Wenqin's college life entered a rare period of peace and quiet.

I go to school as usual every day, study in the dormitory after class, and occasionally go home to relax.

A month later, a boy rushed in from outside very excitedly!

"We won! We won!"

The battle in the south is finally over.

"They said we had attacked their capital city."

“They have been withdrawn in batches.”

"It's known as the third strongest army in the world."

"It's not like we haven't played against the top two before."

Compared to the excitement of her classmates, Wen Qin, who knew a little more, was not that happy.

If it is as recorded, the casualties this time are not small.

As selfish as Wen Qin is, the only thing that makes her happy is that Jie Mingxia will not be on the list of casualties this time.

Wen Qin selected some small pieces of jade and put them online, but no one paid much attention.

It made her wonder if she had set the price too high.

But she has enough funds at the moment, so it doesn't matter.

Her research on the gold finger entered the next stage because she successfully unlocked the packaging and postage items.

She bought a makeup mirror for Jie Guiqiu and some fabrics and threads for Aunt Zhang, and the address was Wenhai.

Then the next day Wenhai called and said that he had received it. It was sent by the post office and the mailing address was Wenqin of Shuimu University.

It was just an ordinary package, but the delivery time was changed to the next day.

Wen Qin felt that sending a mouse to Lao Zhao last time was too reckless. He should have figured out how to send letters anonymously before doing so.

But actually, it’s okay now. The master and the apprentice have reached some kind of tacit understanding. Neither of them wants to expose the paper paste. It’s a rare moment of ignorance, and everyone is happy.

But it doesn’t include postage!

Wen Qin was secretly angry.

She has already started thinking secretly about what to send to Lao Zhao.

In fact, Wenqin feels that nothing is worse than sending books.

For people like Lao Zhao, sometimes all they need is a little bit of sparkle.

Alas, but it is too advanced to be taken out. This is the second part of Wenqin's experiment.

Everyone who came to borrow books brought the title of the book. Wen Qin took a look and found that they were all books of this era and could be easily bought.

When she was about to buy some advanced books on computers, such as the one written by Lao Zhao himself about the development of domestic computers, the system prompted that the books could not be retrieved.

Then she tried to buy some more, such as books on software programming, but still couldn't get them out.

Then she bought several books on some tactical weapons in a rage and took them all out.

She was so scared that she stuffed it back immediately.

So what are the criteria for judging?

Wenqin assembled the computer according to the store's recommendations and purchased various hardware separately, just like buying a mouse.

The only items that were successfully taken out were the host case and the fan, while the rest, including the monitor, could not be extracted.

Wenqin then sent it to Lao Zhao.

Anyway, it's like this, who's afraid of who?

After finishing her research, Wen Qin went to sleep, completely ignoring Lao Zhao who was staring at the computer case and fan that suddenly appeared in front of him with wide eyes in the office.

The fan even has colorful lights.

Old Zhao really wanted to rush into the girls' dormitory and pull Wen Qin out of bed.

What is this!

So when Wen Qin went out the next day, he saw an old man with dark circles under his eyes squatting at the dormitory door blocking his way.

Wen Qin, who was dragged to the laboratory by Lao Zhao by the neck, demonstrated the fan to the old man.

Old Zhao said that he was blinded by the colorful and dazzling lights.

"Computers are used for calculations. They are high-precision technology. They are not used for such gimmicks as you guys."

Old Zhao roared at Wen Qin.

Wen Qin said she was innocent and that she had never considered such dazzling colors when she bought a computer in her previous life.

Her requirements for the appearance of the computer have always been about the mouse, keycaps, and other peripherals.

However, if the old man said something like this, he would probably get high blood pressure, so Wen Qin chose to keep quiet.

But even if it was just a shell and a fan, it seemed to give the old man new inspiration.

"It's only this big... and it can still fit all these useless functions." The old man knocked on the transparent glass on one side of the shell, "Is this tempered glass?"

Wen Qin sneaked out while he was muttering to himself.

The old man lost in thought is truly terrifying.

Wen Qin shuddered.

She has more important things to do now.

She couldn't take out those advanced books, but she could read them inside.

She went to bed so early yesterday just to get some fresh air. From today on, she wanted to be a great plagiarist.

Wen Qin found the "correct way to use" the golden finger and was in a very good mood.

As expected, there was no seat available in the library, so Wen Qin had to settle for the next best thing and return to her dormitory.

There was no one in the dormitory. After she spread out paper and pen, she found that in these reference books, apart from the text information, the most important things were actually the drawings.

It is not easy for her to draw it, but fortunately she has a good foundation in painting.

In the last few years of her single life, she learned foreign languages, painting, and Photoshop...

When Wen Qin was immersed in copying books, the school was in an uproar because of the selection of international students.

"Prioritize high-precision technology."

Yan Mengjuan hasn't changed her major yet, and even has a little hesitation because of this.

Wen Qin's words that foreign machinery is more advanced than ours dispelled my hesitation.

"You really won't try?" Qi Hong was a little puzzled. "I think if you apply, Professor Zhao will definitely agree."

Wen Qin shook her head: "Haven't we already discussed this topic?"

However, Wen Qin's non-participation was unknown to the people in the dormitory, so naturally she and Qi Hong became competitors in the eyes of others.

Especially Wen Qin is much more high-profile than Qi Hong.

Many people have even forgotten that Qi Hong is a better student than Wen Qin.

So after the list came out, it has to be said that many people were a little surprised, and some people even ran to Wen Qin to speak up for her.

"Shouldn't you be better than Qi Hong? Why was she sent abroad on a public mission? Could it be that she secretly harmed you because she lived in the same dormitory with you?"

Wen Qin found it funny when she saw the male classmate in front of her who seemed to be standing up for her and caring about her wholeheartedly.

"Actually, what you want to say is, why did you choose her instead of you?"

"No, I think you are much better than her. She is just a girl from the countryside. She had never been exposed to computers before going to school. What can she learn by studying abroad?"

Wen Qin snorted coldly: "Have you forgotten? I am also from the countryside."