white feathers upstairs

It's rare for Sean to go to the supermarket by himself, because the salad dressing for the salad is out, otherwise he wouldn't be bothered to go out.

He was looking for salad dressing in a row of sauces, and he didn't notice that there was another person beside him at all. He only heard a refreshing male voice, his tone full of disbelief: "Professor Sean?"

Sean slowly raised his head and looked at the owner of the voice. He was a young man in his 20s. He was not tall, but his proportions were well coordinated. He was wearing a navy blue casual jacket, looking refreshing and energetic, with handsome eyebrows and eyes, as if he was pretending A clear spring, high nose bridge, thin lips, looks very attractive.

Although this person does not have a famous brand on him, his temperament is impressive.

Before Sean could react, he said excitedly, "Are you really Sean?"

As if seeing an alien, he opened his eyes wide and couldn't close his mouth, his eyes were full of surprise: "My God, it's Sean."

"Excuse me, are you..." Sean was at a loss, not knowing what he was getting excited about.

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper! I'm your fan and I've been following you for several years."

Sean felt that he heard something absurd: "I'm not a star, why do you pay attention to me?"

"Scientific achievements and papers! I'm a science student. I've always admired you since you guided FII to take off. I dream of becoming a scientist like you."

"You..." Sean didn't know what to say, he didn't even know what to admire about those so-called achievements, he said calmly, "It's the credit of the whole team, not me alone."

"Then you are strong too!"

Sean didn't really want to talk about his achievements with a junior, and he didn't like the set of hypocritical rhetoric, so he asked, "What's your name?"

The man smiled and replied, "Feng Yize."

"Li Dan curses that the heavens have eyes, and the gentleman's fortune is torrential. It's a good name." Sean said thoughtfully.

Feng Yize's face was full of surprise, revealing a hint of unbearable joy, and he grinned: "Professor, you actually know this line of the poem?"

As for the origin of his name, no one has always cared about it. Sean said it without thinking, which is really unexpected.

Sean said indifferently: "Is there a problem?"

"No, no..." Feng Yize quickly waved his hands, and said with a naive smile, "I'm just a little excited."

Sean wanted to say I see it.

"Professor, aren't you in country Z? Why did you come back suddenly?"

"It's a long story." Sean didn't explain too much. It's not his style to talk about his experiences with strangers, but the joy and vitality in the brows and eyes of this young junior in front of him are so clear, like stars, which Sean lacks. His eyes have always been like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless.

It was also because of this that the people around him became more and more alienated from him, and they were more in awe like Feng Yize.

Sean told himself: Just get used to it.

"professor."

"Just call me Sean. I'm not a professor at Yorkston either."

"Oh," Feng Yize nodded with comprehension, "Are you shopping in the supermarket alone?"

"Ah."

To be honest, Sean felt that this young man was a bit talkative, which annoyed him, but his innate demeanor made him answer every question.

"What are you here to buy?"

Sean: "..."

"I am very familiar with this supermarket, and I can give you advice."

Sean: "..."

He felt that it was a wrong decision to go to the supermarket today, and he could consider vegetable salad without salad dressing in the future.

"Thanks, but no need." Sean said and turned to leave.

"Alas..." Feng Yize originally wanted to talk to him for a while, but Sean didn't appreciate it, leaving him with a tall and handsome back.

Although he was a bit disappointed, Feng Yize was already very satisfied. He never dreamed that he could see Sean himself and talk to him.

When he was studying at Nansi Polytechnic University, he regarded Sean as a sacred belief and quoted his articles when writing his thesis.

Feng Yize looked at his back from afar, his eyes full of admiration: "Is that the legendary 'ghost'?"

As we all know, there are two one-in-a-million geniuses in the academic world. One is Su Yichen, who became a famous entrepreneur at a young age, known as the "devil", and the other is Sean, who became a physicist before reaching the weak crown, known as "" ghost".

The world adores them and fears them. It is they who have broken the limits of human beings, calling the wind and rain in different fields, and being omnipotent.

……

After eating vegetable salads for a week, Sean finally couldn't help but want a change, so he ordered a takeaway.

Half an hour later, the merchant replied that he was too busy and canceled his order. At that moment, Sean didn't want to express any opinions...

Sean opened the refrigerator with extreme helplessness and found that there were still a few tomatoes, so he decided to cook a bowl of noodles.

Cooking noodles is a more difficult challenge for Sean than developing a sixth-generation aircraft carrier.

During these years in country Z, he either ate the meals provided by NADAS or the meals cooked by Jason. His life was so full of scientific research that he had no time to learn how to cook, and he didn’t want to waste it on such things. precious time.

So that led to the current situation...

Sean looked at those two plump, red tomatoes, and didn't know where to start...

He took out his mobile phone and prepared to Baidu to check the recipe of tomato egg noodles.

At this time, there was a loud noise from next door, which made Sean's hands tremble.

"What's going on?" Sean thought to himself.

Sean's intuition told Sean that the loud noise was some kind of explosion, so he put away his phone and walked to the next door without thinking.

He knocked on the door.

No one responded.

Knock again, this time harder.

After waiting for 2 minutes, the door opened, revealing a fair and delicate face with eyes full of stars.

Sean was a little surprised: "Feng Yize?"

Feng Yize was more surprised than him: "Sean?"

The two looked at each other silently for a while, and Sean remembered the loud noise just now: "What are you doing?"

"I...do an experiment."

"..."

Sean didn't care whether he agreed or not, and went straight into the room, Feng Yize naturally wouldn't say anything to him, but instead said with concern: "It's a bit messy, sorry."

Sean glanced at the experimental equipment all over the floor, lying on the ground in miscellaneous, and there was a strong smell of plastic and burning in the air.

Sean frowned and went to the kitchen to get a shi towel, and covered it over the steaming socket, then sighed slightly, and said lightly, "Are you doing a lightning simulation experiment?"

Feng Yize let out a very unashamed "hmm".

Sean turned his head to look at him without saying a word.

"But I seem to have failed."

"You are using a domestic DER2571B four-pole ground pile soil resistivity tester, but the household electric power is generally between 3000w and 5000w, which is far beyond the upper limit, and your circuit connection is also very unscientific, and the series and parallel connections are completely chaotic. What's important is that the sockets are all burnt, why don't you know how to cover them with a shi towel?" Sean said a lot of shortcomings of this experiment in one breath, his expression was as calm as fresh water, like a teacher teaching a student.

After some guidance from him, Feng Yize suddenly realized: "Then what resistor should I use?"

Sean said without hesitation: "ERS-T double-jaw grounding resistivity tester or MI2124 imported from Germany. In addition, the spectrum analyzer is best to use GSP-810, which is at a high level in terms of response speed and accuracy."

"Oh, I see, thank you." Feng Yize scratched his head embarrassedly.