Wen Qi asked straight to the point: "Where did you buy lunch, a Chinese restaurant?"
Lin Zhixia's lunch box contained white rice, crispy duck, blue snail shrimp, and Wensi tofu. The duck had crispy skin and tender meat, and was cut into thin slices. The aroma wafted out, making the food both appetizing and appetizing.
In comparison, the clay pot rice in Wen Qi's hand didn't taste as good.
This morning, Wen Qi went to St. John's College and bought a clay pot rice from a restaurant called "Hong Kong Style Kitchen" next to the college and brought it to the office to eat. He grabbed the slightly hot plastic lunch box and glanced at Lin Zhixia's meal. Lin Zhixia said, "This is not sold in the hotel, it's made at home."
Lin Zhixia did not mention Jiang Yubai's name at all and only gave a vague explanation.
After hearing what she said, Wen Qi thought that Lin Zhixia had cooked all those dishes herself. He sat on another chair, focused on eating, and stopped chatting with his classmates. He had a kind of noble pride in his bones, which reminded Lin Zhixia of Jin Baihui, but he was more outgoing than Jin Baihui. At least, he was willing to answer when the Korean senior talked to him.
The Korean senior is named Yoon Soo-eun. She has slightly longer hair dyed chestnut. She has a pretty face and a nice voice.
Yin Xiuen has carefully read the papers of every student present and has extensively explored the research directions of everyone in the same group. She is truly an amazing person.
Lin Zhixia took two bites of rice and tried to speak to her in Korean. After just two sentences, she showed a surprised expression.
She completely forgot about Wen Qi, turned her head to look at Lin Zhixia, and spoke a long string of Korean words quickly.
Lin Zhixia understood everything. She continued to respond in Korean, speaking fluently and laughing cheerfully, and several classmates around her were stunned for a moment.
The Indian senior student remembered that Lin Zhixia mentioned that she was from the mathematics major.
The Indian senior also graduated from a university in the United States with a major in mathematics. She repeatedly confirmed: "Did you graduate with a double major in Math and Korean?"
Lin Zhixia thought for a moment and answered in Hindi. She knew very little Hindi, but it was enough to shock her Indian senior. Several doctoral students in the group gathered around her. Lin Zhixia talked to them in German, French, and Russian. Her German and French were obviously smoother and reached the same level as English.
Yin Xiuen secretly asked her in Korean whether her talents were reflected in mathematics, physics and linguistics?
Lin Zhixia seemed to be thinking about something.
When she was just over two years old, she found that she was different from others. Her talent depended on her memory, understanding and observation, but other than that, there seemed to be nothing special about her.
Lin Zhixia deliberately avoided Yin Xiuen's questions. She picked up a few pieces of duck meat and generously shared them with Yin Xiuen.
Yin Xiuen brought a plate of soy sauce and chili fried rice. She scooped a few spoonfuls into Lin Zhixia's bowl. They tasted each other's food, and their relationship became closer in an instant. Yin Xiuen directly invited Lin Zhixia to a dinner next Friday, but Lin Zhixia politely declined her request - because, according to custom, Lin Zhixia would meditate on Friday night to sort out her scientific research gains from Monday to Friday.
Yin Xiuen didn't expect Lin Zhixia to refuse.
There was intermittent conversation in the lounge. In such a spacious and bright environment, Yin Xiuen pursed her lips, turned sideways, and invited Wen Qi to attend the dinner.
Wen Qi was thinking about his experimental data results. He didn't hear Yin Xiuen's question clearly, and responded casually: "Okay."
Yin Xiuen told the time and place of the party.
Wen Qi finally realized what had happened. But he did not regret it. He put down his lunch box, left the laboratory building temporarily, and went to the door to smoke a cigarette.
It was just after 1pm, and Jiang Yubai had just finished today's class. He and several classmates were walking through a wide corridor, discussing the homework assigned by the teacher and the new tutor for this semester.
The fall semester at Cambridge University is generally called the "Michaelmas term", which starts in October and ends in December. During this period, students have a heavy academic burden. They will be divided into different groups and meet with their tutors every week. The tutors will write their own evaluations of the students based on their performance after each meeting.
For undergraduate students, tutors are also witnesses of their learning journey.
Jiang Yubai couldn't help but think of Lin Zhixia's application to be a tutor again.
As far as he knew, Lin Zhixia specialized in "quantum physics." She contacted the director of the quantum physics course.
Jiang Yubai was distracted for a moment.
His classmate asked again: "Hey, Jiang Yubai, is your girlfriend a doctoral student in the same group?"
The student who was speaking was named Sun David. He was from the north, had a straightforward personality, was especially loyal to his friends, and rarely beat around the bush when speaking.
Jiang Yubai told him the truth: "Yes, her teacher is very famous."
David Sun had heard of Lin Zhixia's name a long time ago. He also took a quick look at all the papers Lin Zhixia had published so far on the Internet. He was worried about a question: "Can your girlfriend be a mentor?"
Jiang Yubai said with a hint of meaning: "She probably doesn't teach economics."
David Sun hypothesized, "My girlfriend is going to study quantum physics next semester. Will your girlfriend be her tutor?"
Jiang Yubai wanted to laugh, but he held it back. He deliberately changed the subject and asked David Sun if he had done research on quantum physics. Then, he mentioned a business dinner next Friday. Jiang Yubai helped organize that dinner. Jiang Yubai was a member of the Cambridge Financial and Business Association and knew managers of major European investment banks. He successfully invited many important guests and hoped that more students would attend the dinner.
David Sun checked his email and said, "I saw your email the day before yesterday. Is the dinner next Friday? I'll bring my girlfriend there and introduce her to you."
David Sun just met his girlfriend this summer. In his eyes, his girlfriend is an angel. Although his family is very rich and has a listed company, his height after putting on shoes is just over 1.6 meters. Four - this is the good result of taking growth hormone since he was a child.
Others could only see the glamorous and lavish side of David Sun, but they had no idea how hard and miserable life was for a man who was less than 1.65 meters tall in the north.
When he was in junior high school, David Sun stood among the boys, just like a lost lamb falling into a herd of adult camels.
The girl he had a crush on in middle school once told him that she would only fall in love with men over 1.67 meters tall. In their northern region, there are plenty of such men.
He had been confused and melancholy, and even made a wish to God, willing to give up 1 billion yuan in assets in exchange for his height growing to 1.67 meters.
However, the merciful and forgiving God protected David Sun's rich life. David Sun's family assets remained the same, and his height did not increase.
The brief adolescence passed by in a flash, and he longed for a true and sincere love from the bottom of his heart, and longed to see the passionate and strong love in the eyes of girls, just like the poem titled "Love" written by the famous poet Roy Croft: "I love you, not only because of how you look, but also because of how I look when I am with you..."
The girls he had liked before basically treated him as an ordinary friend.
When he was about to give up, he finally met his current girlfriend.
His girlfriend is about the same height as him and they have a good relationship. They have been living together outside of school.
This is what we call "there is always a way out".
David Sun was quietly thinking about his life journey. Jiang Yubai lowered his head and talked to him: "Have you ever looked at the homework requirements for the course Mathematid Statistics for Eists?"
David Sun responded: "You need to learn new software."
Jiang Yubai asked him: "Do you think the math content is difficult?"
"It's difficult." Sun David said frankly.
There was green grass nearby and a rippling river. They passed a bridge and a stone with a famous Chinese line from Xu Zhimo's poem "A Farewell to Cambridge" engraved on it.
Jiang Yubai parted ways with Sun David and the others at a fork in the road. He walked straight to the laboratory building where Lin Zhixia was. Lin Zhixia ran downstairs to pick him up and took him back to her office.
In this office, Jiang Yubai was doing his business homework while Lin Zhixia was deriving her physics formulas. They spent an entire afternoon together in silence. When the sun was setting, Lin Zhixia asked him, "Have you encountered any difficulties in your studies recently? You said that sophomore classes are not easy."
Jiang Yubai took out a stack of materials for the course "Mathematid Statistics for Eists" from his schoolbag.
"Mathematics is difficult." Jiang Yubai said.
Lin Zhixia took a quick look and was half-believing and half-doubting.
Jiang Yubai asked again: "You want to be a tutor for undergraduates, shouldn't you find someone to practice with first?"
"It seems so." Lin Zhixia agreed with his idea.
Jiang Yubai recommended himself to her: "I am an undergraduate. I know you very well."
Lin Zhixia held her chin with one hand, thought for a few seconds, and then said, "Okay, I'll teach you the mathematical theories of these papers. When are you free?"
Jiang Yubai is very busy from Monday to Friday. He and Lin Zhixia have an appointment to meet this weekend.
On a sunny weekend morning, Jiang Yubai sent a text message to Lin Zhixia, calling her Teacher Lin and asking her what she wanted to eat for lunch. He would wait for her downstairs in her dormitory at eight o'clock this morning.
After Lin Zhixia received his text message, she wrote in Human Observation Diary: "Today is the second weekend after my 18th birthday. Jiang Yubai asked me to go to his house to tutor him. He took the initiative to call me Teacher Lin, and I suspected he had a conspiracy. But after he grew up, I found that his mind was hard to guess."
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