The professional foundation course is very long and contains a lot of content, which requires people to concentrate completely. As a result, many people slumped down on the table at the end of the class, with their faces showing that they were exhausted.
Qi Yan was in good spirits.
He slept for the entire class, and because he slept on his arm, there were light red pressure marks on his cheeks. He had just woken up, so his eyes were still a little blurry.
Lu Fenghan handed over the water cup: "Drink some water."
Qi Yan was two seconds late, took the water cup as he was told, and took a sip.
So obedient.
Lu Fenghan, who had never cast a glance at weak animals in his life, suddenly realized the joy of feeding small animals, "Another sip?"
Qi Yan held the cup and took another sip.
There was a thin layer of water stains on his lips.
Just when Lu Fenghan wanted to persuade him again, Qi Yan woke up from his sleepy state and handed the cup back to Lu Fenghan, "I don't want to drink it anymore."
Feeling a little disappointed, Lu Fenghan put the cup away and noticed that the holographic projection was back on and Professor Fu appeared on the podium.
Many people in the classroom looked over.
Professor Fu smiled and called out his name: "Qi Yan."
Qi Yan looked up.
"Are you interested in joining the sophomore research group?"
Qi Yan wondered. "Research group?"
Knowing that Qi Yan had never heard of this word, Xia Zhiyang, who was sitting in front of him, was extremely anxious. He quickly turned around, grabbed the edge of Qi Yan's desk, and spoke quickly:
"Hurry up and say yes! Every grade has a research group. Although freshmen and sophomores are only in a large scientific research project, doing basic data sorting and so on, this is a step! Those who were in the research groups in the first and second grades in previous years will definitely be able to join the professors' formal project groups in the third and fourth grades!"
Qi Yan understood.
"And there are only 20 people in a grade. One person quits and one person gets in. Professor Fu is looking for you now. It must be because someone quit the group and there is a vacancy." Xia Zhiyang was afraid that Qi Yan didn't understand, so he gave another example, "It's a rare opportunity! Laurent, and Mondrian, both joined in their first year."
Chen Mingxuan also said, "Professor Fu has some projects that will be contacted with the Alliance and the military. Whether you like scientific research, have related plans in the future, or want to make connections, joining the group is a good opportunity."
Qi Yan thought about it and accepted Professor Fu's invitation.
Professor Fu smiled and said, "Then after class in the afternoon, go to the research group's laboratory to report."
Qi Yan said yes.
After Professor Fu's holographic projection disappeared from the podium, a lot of discussion broke out in the classroom, mostly about Professor Fu's invitation to Qi Yan to join the group.
The boy sitting next to Laurent spoke slowly and pointedly, "This Qi Yan is really lucky. It seems that Professor Fu thinks highly of him. Obviously, as soon as the quota was vacant, he came to find Qi Yan. Maybe, one of the two quotas for Professor Fu's formal project team will be given to Mondrian, and the other one may be given to Qi Yan. It's really a bright future that can be seen with the naked eye. It's incomparable."
Laurent said nothing.
He remembered that last semester, because he showed strong scientific thinking in several experiments in a row, he was finally noticed by Professor Fu and invited to join the research group. That night, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.
But now, he turned around and glanced at Qi Yan who was talking to the bodyguard sitting next to him - originally, he was the only one in this class who got the invitation from Professor Fu, but now there is one more.
Obviously, it is something I worked so hard to get, but Qi Yan acted nonchalant.
Obviously, it is the goal I have been working hard for two years, but when this person appeared, everyone thought that he would win and I would lose.
Laurent looked calm, as if he didn't care much, but the fingers holding the metal pen were so tight that they turned white. He said to the person sitting next to him lightly: "It's not certain who will win or lose."
After the class in the afternoon, Qi Yan and Lu Fenghan walked out of the classroom and saw Mondrian waiting at the door.
Lu Fenghan didn't speak, just stood beside Qi Yan.
Qi Yan was surprised: "You came to me because there is something you don't understand about the PVC simplification process?"
"No, you explained it in detail and I already understood it." Mondrian was holding a portable recording board. He had a pair of dark eyes and single eyelids, and looked a little unapproachable. He explained, "This is your first time to go to the research group's laboratory. I happened to be going there too, so I came to find you to go together."
Although Laurent in the group was in the same class as Qi Yan, the whole grade knew that Laurent had accused Qi Yan on the second day of school. No need to guess, Laurent would definitely not wait for Qi Yan to go with him.
What he meant was... he was afraid that he would get lost?
Qi Yan had memorized the map of Turan on the first day of school. He was about to say that he knew the way, but Lu Fenghan, who was standing next to him, interrupted at the right time: "Let's go together."
Qi Yan looked at Lu Fenghan and said to Mondrian: "Thank you."
Mondrian shook his head: "I should say thank you. Your simplification of the PVC process gave me another way to think about problems, which benefited me a lot."
The second-year research group's laboratory was in Building D-77. When they went there, most people had already arrived. After exchanging names, most people continued to do their own things.
Laurent was already there. When he saw Qi Yan and Mondrian come in, he took a glance and retracted his gaze.
Mondrian introduced Qi Yan: "There are twenty of us in total, and we are now divided into two groups with two different scientific research projects. Heqi, who quit the group before, is in the same group with me, so according to convention, you will replace him and join our group."
Qi Yan saw that there was an empty seat and the table was clean, so it should be his seat.
He was not a person who was curious about other people's affairs, but Lu Fenghan asked cautiously: "Why did Heqi quit the group?"
Mondrian knew that this was the bodyguard brought in by Qi Yan, so he did not hide it: "Heqi has been fired because of leaking project information. Although we are sophomores, we only organize and collect basic data for a certain project and have no deeper contact, but if the project is of great significance, even basic data is very valuable."
He did not say more, but generally speaking, the leakage of scientific research data is either sold to competitors or to enemies - such as the rebels.
Handing Qi Yan a palm-sized optical storage device, Mondrian said, "This contains all our team's data and progress. It is classified as confidential and cannot be taken out of the laboratory. It records your personal information and only you can open it."
After saying this, Mondrian went to do his own thing. Lu Fenghan looked at the internal structure of the laboratory out of habit.
The indoor area is very large, and the area near the window is designated as an office area. There are ten sets of tables and chairs with touch-screen desktops, which are quite expensive. There is also a long table next to it, which should be used for group seminars. As for the various instruments placed inside, Lu Fenghan felt familiar with them, but he didn't know their specific uses. He only estimated that they were very valuable.
The corruption and extravagance of the most powerful spendthrift in the alliance are really reflected in all aspects.
Qi Yan connected the optical storage device to the optical computer and took a look at the contents inside.
Then he understood why Heqi was expelled from Turan.
This project should be a joint project between Turan and the military to develop a new information processing model. This new model is mainly used in military starships, and is one of the hundreds of auxiliary devices that connect to the starship's central control system.
The entire project was dismantled very fragmented, and what they got was just the most basic data mining and analysis, and there was no trace of any connection with the starship.
Qi Yan recognized it because he was familiar with the starship's central control system.
The team leader was a girl named Ye Pei. She arrived at the laboratory last and when she saw Qi Yan, she first expressed her welcome and then said with concern: "You just got here. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me because I'm the team leader."
Laurent pushed his chair back and made a "hiss" sound. He was very blunt: "Ye Pei, she is a genius student in our class, how could she not understand something?"
Ye Pei was a little annoyed. She was obviously just expressing a welcome and friendly attitude, but when it came to Laurent, how did she become like she was questioning Qi Yan's ability?
She explained quickly: "I--"
"Thank you," Qi Yan said almost at the same time as Ye Pei, "I'll trouble you later."
Ye Pei smiled and said, "No problem, let's make progress together!"
Qi Yan had almost no adaptation period and quickly got into the state. He was even the first one in the entire group of ten to complete the task and guarantee accuracy.
Ye Pei used Laurent's own words to stop him: "Hey, I didn't expect you to be right. This genius student in your class actually has nothing he doesn't understand!"
Laurent almost broke the pen in his hand.
As the first to leave the laboratory, Lu Fenghan drove the suspended car onto the expressway and saw Qi Yan kept his head down, and his expression seemed a little serious.
He spoke casually, "What are you reading? Your expression is so tense."
Qi Yan showed Lu Fenghan a page from the Leto Daily, "The expeditionary force suffered a major defeat on July 21st, and today is September 11th."
The 21st? It's been so long.
Lu Fenghan was distracted for a moment, and then asked, "So?"
"The newspaper said that the commander-in-chief of the Southern Cross Region front expeditionary force has been missing for a full fifty days. But both the expeditionary force and the alliance have never given up the search, and have been looking forward to the arrival of a miracle."
Qi Yan read out the last sentence of the news, "Although the commander-in-chief's chance of survival is slim, we still don't give up an inch of hope!"
Lu Fenghan retracted his hand holding the joystick, and almost crashed the suspension car diagonally into the slow lane.
What does it feel like to see someone say in the news that the chance of your survival is slim?
Anyway, as a miracle himself, Lu Fenghan has experienced it.
He estimated that maybe after a while, he will be able to see his own memorial.
He has been on the front line of the Southern Cross Region for many years. He has truly relied on his own military achievements. He rose from a lieutenant when he graduated to a one-star brigadier general without any impropriety.
As a result, as long as the new acting commander wants to appease people and stabilize the situation, he will not dare to say that he has died in the ambush.
At least he has to show his attitude.
Even if everyone thinks that he can't survive.
As for not giving up the possibility of survival, not giving up searching and rescuing?
The universe is close to absolute zero, and it is impossible for people to survive in the universe without protection.
The military must have already determined that he is dead, and they are just waiting for the day when Leto will decide on the next commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force after the game of interests among multiple parties. Only then will he, the commander-in-chief with a slim chance of survival, die a worthy death.
I didn't expect that he, Lu Fenghan, didn't even have the right to choose the date of his own death.
Lu Fenghan leaned his elbows on the window, feeling a little bored, like a lazy beast.
He asked Qi Yan again: "Why did you suddenly read this?"
Qi Yan answered truthfully: "Because this is the fourth item on the front page."
The fourth item?
Virginina came to Leto for a concert and it was on the front page, but he only took up the fourth item?
It's really embarrassing.
I caught a glimpse of Qi Yan lowering his head to continue reading the newspaper, turning pages carefully, and I couldn't help but think - was it intentional or unintentional to read such a paragraph to him?
In other words, changing her mind to attend the Qi family's celebration banquet, deleting the surveillance content of him and Monger at the celebration banquet, and even saving his life and signing a two-year contract with him -
was it intentional or unintentional?
After reading today's "Leto Daily", Qi Yan noticed the date on the newspaper and thought: "My custom-made clothes from Debo are ready."
"Go pick them up while you're at it?" Lu Fenghan turned the lever and the trolley took another road.
He recalled that when Qi Yan was making clothes before, the tailor shop brought over dozens of fabrics. Qi Yan touched them one by one and finally picked three of them, numbered E7-12, E7-43, and one E8-02.
- All of them were soft and delicate, and could not stand the rigors of torture.
However, thinking of Qi Yan's delicateness, Lu Fenghan changed his mind and thought that perhaps only this kind of fabric that could be torn apart with two fingers was suitable for making clothes for him.
The two got off the car, and just as they got downstairs and had not yet gone upstairs, the people from Debo's studio had already brought down the carefully packaged clothes.
Lu Fenghan picked up the light and beautifully packaged bag and couldn't help wondering, the total amount in his savings account is probably enough for Qi Yan to buy like this... three times?
Tsk.
I wonder if he can still get the salary that the alliance pays every month with his slim chance of survival.