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Before the show ended, Elder Tang also left Jiang Xing a private mailbox, saying that he could communicate with him anytime in the future with any academic questions or new ideas.

Jiang Xing was excited, but he was not flattering, and said obediently: "Okay, thank you."

Elder Tang patted him on the shoulder: "Young man, work hard and have a lot to do. When you come to the capital, remember to come and chat with me, an old man."

Jiang Xing is a person who easily takes other people's words seriously: "Are you serious?"

Tang Running thought he was cute and sincere, and smiled again: "I'm a joking person, but I'm never polite."

Jiang Xing doesn't smile much, but when he smiles, his eyes become soft.

After Pei Lu personally sent several old academicians to the hotel where they were staying, he took out his mobile phone that had been silent all night when the driver picked up the car.

cocal popped up a new message prompt, it was Jiang Xing happily describing the adventure tonight in the chat room.

People below responded to him one after another, some asked him professional questions, and some said they were envious.

Pei Lu suddenly realized that Jiang Xing seemed to regard this forum as a tree hole to share happiness and troubles.

He has been in the laboratory for two months, and it is rare to see him so relaxed and happy.

Like a lamp full of energy, it radiates light from the inside out, full, full and joyful.

Jiang Xing usually speaks very little, and has a very low sense of presence. Like hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium, and boron, which are at the outermost edge of the element cycle, even if he deals with them every day, he may not be able to leave any special impression on people.

He is used to doing his own experiments silently in a corner alone. He never participates in the tea party in the pantry, does not exchange takeaway snacks with others, does not eat together or go back to the dormitory on the same road. He is good at entertaining himself, listening to lectures alone, and watching alone. speculative fiction.

Occasionally, when a brother or sister asked him something, he would often be silent or talk endlessly, leaving the other party speechless.

Pei Lu had seen several times that a group of people were chatting lively in the tea room. When he walked in, everyone silenced their voices tacitly, or deliberately kept their voices low, and only after he left did they resume the lively conversation.

Pei Lu was puzzled by Jiang Xing's alertness and melancholy that did not match his age.

But his smile tonight is very bright, like moonlight, too shining too brightly in the brightly lit auditorium.

It's like a piece of soft feather, which makes people itchy to scratch. I want to reach out to grab it, but I'm afraid I'm too impatient and too hard.

Ku Xia's sorrow lingered like wisps of smoke, and Pei Lu didn't know how to make the other party feel happier.

What's more, Pei Lu doesn't know that when a person starts to think hard to make another person happy, his own happiness and emotions are no longer under his control.

Jiang Xing's good mood lasted until the weekend when he transferred the contents of the recorder to his laptop.

I also sorted out the scribbled notes on the notebook. In the information age where papers and documents are highly electronic, transcribing knowledge on paper by myself gives people a sense of fulfillment.

Before the Q&A session last night, he asked Academician Tang for instructions, asking if he could record it, because maybe he was not so fast at taking notes on the spot, and the old man asked why not.

He believes in the rewards of the gods, and also believes that merit is not worth giving.

Every Monday morning is regular meeting time.

In the past two years, S has merged the Institute of Biology and the Institute of Chemistry into one compound, and the meetings will be held together.

Master and doctoral students are under unified management, there are many people, and students come in one after another in the lecture hall.

Just looking at the appearance and mental outlook, everyone's age gap is a bit big, and the hairline, dark circles and bloodshot eyes can give a glimpse of the current situation of migrant workers in scientific research.

Involvement in the modern workplace is serious, and there are many people who drag their families to study for a Ph. D. The campus is no longer a simple ivory tower, and there are many more realistic helplessness.

When Pei Lu arrived, Jiang Xing had already chosen a seat by the window to sit down, but the row of seats was still vacant. After thinking for two seconds, he still chose the seat behind Jiang Xing on the left.

Pei Lu caused a little commotion when he walked over, but it was very small. He didn't need to speak on stage today. He was dressed very casually, with white clothes and black trousers, sharp shoulders and necklines, and a student's black electronic smart phone hidden on his left wrist. With his hair down on his forehead, he couldn't see the elegant and elite temperament in the lecture last night at all, and he was just a handsome male college student walking in the crowd.

But still eye-catching.

The temperament between youth and maturity is very attractive.

But without attracting Jiang Xing's eyes, he didn't notice it.

Looking from Pei Lu's direction, Jiang Xing wasn't even fully awake yet. The sunlight falling from the sycamore tree outside the window fell on the side of his face, and he blocked it with his hands. His neck was slender, his skin was white and bright, and there were a few antennae on the back of his head.

Wearing headphones, wired.

Jiang Xing has a kind of old-fashioned stubbornness in him. When people around him have changed their wireless Bluetooth headsets, they still stubbornly insist on using the old models that have been replaced and no longer produced.

He said to Yang Xi in a low voice and very seriously: "I always feel that if there is no connection with that wire, others will hear what is playing inside."

"..." Yang Xi patted him on the shoulder, "Believe in technology, enjoy technology."

Jiang Xing refused to listen, and insisted on his own reasons: "And it's easy to disappear." He often couldn't find things.

Apart from the earphones, Jiang Xing is also extremely unwilling to change his mobile phone, system, broken home appliances, or experimental equipment. He feels that it will change his world.

Except for academic homework, he likes to stick to the rules in everything in life. He doesn't like to change or explore. As long as life is full and simple, it is good.

He turned up the volume of the flute in the earphones a little, trying to drive away the drowsiness, and started cocal habitually.

The jet-lag party inside hadn’t woken up yet, and someone from a domestic friend sent a “Good morning, another day of moving bricks” emoticon pack.

Jiang Xing has a lot of emoticons. After all, the chat room is the main communication output platform for his social terror, so Pei Lu watched him seriously and posted a Teletubbies in the chat room with a "sun basking in the ass".

It was the purple one, blinking its eyes, giving him the illusion that Jiang Xing was blinking like that with his back turned to him at this moment.

【Wake up so early】

【did you have breakfast?】

Jiang Xing may have no one to talk to him in life, so he answered every question seriously [in a regular meeting]

[I ate, the cabbage pie and soy milk from Sancanteen, delicious. 】

Someone laughed【It’s cabbage pie again】

The following people queued up and posted the expression of [fainting].

Even they knew that Jiang Xing had been eating cabbage pie for a long time.

Jiang woke up to a teletubbies shaking his head and twisting his ass, this time it was yellow.

He has eaten cabbage pie since he was an undergraduate student. No matter how much the aunt in the cafeteria who already knew him tried to persuade him to try new dishes, he refused.

The cabbage pie was delicious.

the most delicious! !

Pei Lu didn't know how delicious the cabbage pie was, and suddenly realized that he hadn't got his meal card yet, and he still had time to visit the school cafeteria.

Returning home was too hasty and there were a lot of things to do. He was like a bow that was fully drawn, exhausted every minute.

This kind of fatigue is completely different from the exhaustion and sleepiness of the experiment when I was a full-time student. It is because of the trivialities of the domestic environment and the impurity, roughness and redundancy of personnel and communication, which cannot be changed by him alone.

When it comes to regular meetings, some people in the chat room are complaining that their school will have more money and less business, and they will not do business. They will specialize in a lot of cumbersome formalism and write a lot of useless materials for decoration.

This seems to be a common problem in many colleges and universities, and has been responded by many students.

Jiang Xing felt that he would be doing his own thing at the bottom of any meeting anyway, so he didn't comment on this topic anymore. Seeing that the atmosphere in the group was a bit negative, he posted some notes on the opinions he had chatted with Professor Tang yesterday. go out.

Received enthusiastic responses from everyone, and the atmosphere in the group was lifted.

Jiang Xing slightly bent the corners of his mouth, pressed the tip of the pen twice, and made a light "da da" sound.

Pei Lu lowered his eyes and clicked on the notes he had organized. He felt that Jiang Xing was actually a generous and generous person who was willing to share, but he didn't know why he looked so indifferent in reality.

He didn't know that Jiang Xing was not given people and opportunities to share in the vicious competition in the research room and the delicate relationship with the same school.

What Pei Lu thinks is that some fellow students feel that Jiang Xing is young and arrogant and his attitude is not respectful enough, but in fact it is more of a sense of crisis of being chased by a genius junior.

So if he doesn't like the domestic environment, he doesn't need to specialize in research and development. Maybe 60.00% of his energy is used to balance rights and interests and coordinate resource allocation.

Only a stubborn and quiet person like Jiang Xing can occasionally recall the purity and joy of being completely involved in the experiment, the desire for a result, the paranoia and the An Ran who keeps his ears shut.

In the past, he was also a very quiet person who occasionally showed his sharpness, but those are far away from him, and he will never have another chance in the future.

Now he is learning to be "mature" and "sophisticated", and he hasn't adapted so quickly yet.

After the counselor on the stage finished speaking, Fang Xu walked up

Jiang Xing glanced blankly, then quickly lowered his head, his expression was really puzzled, how could such a person with bad character hold an important position in the academy and be loved by everyone.

Ah hell.

He pressed the tip of the pen impatiently, the elasticity was too strong, the pen flew in the air and rolled to the back row, Jiang Xing's back straightened.

Pei Lu saw that he was like an elementary school student who accidentally made a movement in class, bowed his head and glanced left and right, and didn't want to make too much movement to attract attention, so he kindly helped him pick up the water-based pen that rolled to his feet.

He lightly poked his thin shoulder.

Jiang Xing turned around and took the pen, said thank you in a low voice, then quickly turned around

Soon, Pei Lu suspected that he didn't even see who was helping him pick up the pen.

In the second half of the regular meeting, Jiang Xing was very quiet. The party secretary announced the basketball game and the meeting ended.

Jiang Xing still heard something through the earphones. This basketball game is not a cross-school competition, but a competition with undergraduates. Probably the school leaders feel that the people in the master and doctoral schools are lifeless, and they want everyone to feel the passion and vitality of the young people.

Jiang Xing picked up his schoolbag with one hand and the other, and walked out along the crowd with a thermos cup in the other.

Pei Lu also buckled up his baseball bat and stood up. When Jiang Xing passed by, he could smell the faint scent of tea.

It was very summer lychee black tea. He passed by the supermarket that day and saw tea bags on sale.

It should be soaked in the thermos cup in Jiang Xing's hand. The rich fruity aroma and tea smell were suppressed, but it could still be smelled, and Jiang Xing's hair was also stained.

That kind of aroma reminded Pei Lu suddenly of the beach at the summer camp a few years ago, of the burning clouds in the evening in California, and the scorching sun and heavy rain in the summer forest.

During the competition, he watched Jiang Xing through the glass window in the laboratory of Group E, who had stopped in the finals, and took the initiative to help others, adjust the equipment, and take out coffee...

Later, the other party also picked up his draft and recognized his data code. Pei Lu did not use Russian chemical element marks. For him, ancient Roman symbols are more systematic and easy to remember.

Even Amanda, who has been his assistant for a long time, is often unable to decipher.

Pei Lu felt that this was probably a set of ancient and lonely symbols, after the old Romans disappeared, he was the only one left to use on this earth.

When Jiang Xing returned the draft to him, his eyes were bright, full of admiration and thirst for knowledge, as if he wanted to ask him something, but because of his shyness, he didn't say anything.

Jiang Xing didn't know him at all. At that time, all the contestants were wearing uniform white coats and white masks, and they were in different groups.

At that time, I always thought that there were infinite possibilities, and the wisdom and creativity of teenagers were endless.

It was a time when I didn't feel anything at the time, but now I think of it as a very good time

In the summer playground, the sound of cicadas is very loud, hidden among layers of thick green, S-sized magnolias and sycamores are lush and green, lined up, people walking under the shade of the trees seem to hold green giant umbrellas on their heads.

Jiang Xing went to get today's milk. His parents seldom interfered with his studies, but they heard that he occasionally had cramps at night, so they ordered buffalo milk for him.

Seeing his thin figure blend into the crowd, Pei Lu left in the opposite direction.