Tan Qianche stretched out an arm, hooked it around Yang Shuwen's shoulder, and said, "Lin Zhixia talked about basic concepts, which are very simple. You have nothing to be afraid of."
Yang Shuwen looked coy: "Hey, take her for a walk."
Tan Qianche called Lin Zhixia's name, and Lin Zhixia followed him like a little tail. He introduced all the large equipment in the laboratory and described the production process of quantum chips. All the questions raised by Lin Zhixia were answered in detail. Finally, he asked with interest: "What do you think of me now?"
Lin Zhixia pointed at herself: "Are you asking me?"
Tan Qianche said with a smile: "Yes."
Lin Zhixia thought for two seconds and said, "From an academic point of view, you are smart, good at studying, have a solid foundation, and rich experience."
Tan Qianche sat on a chair and questioned, "No more?"
"Also," Lin Zhixia said softly, "from an emotional perspective, you are not upright enough."
As soon as these words came out, Tan Qianche burst out laughing: "How can I be considered upright?"
Tan Qianche acted nonchalant and cynical. There was a faint lipstick mark on his shirt collar - is this the adult world? Lin Zhixia was suddenly at a loss for words.
Luo Ying stepped in to defend her: "Senior Tan, you are ten years older than Lin Zhixia. Shouldn't you be more careful when chatting with her?"
Tan Qianche sat sideways, leaning against the back of his chair. He intertwined his fingers, looking at Luo Ying with a casual attitude. But after a moment, he stood up and said, "Lin Zhixia, come here, I have prepared something interesting for you."
He walked to an operating room, turned on the machine, prepared the components, explained the experimental instructions again, and guided Lin Zhixia step by step.
Lin Zhixia memorized every word he said and couldn't wait to start a series of operations.
Tan Qianche called Yang Shuwen over again and asked Yang Shuwen and Lin Zhixia to supervise each other. Yang Shuwen was very reluctant, but Lin Zhixia was very happy. She said, "If I make a mistake, don't be polite, just correct me directly."
Yang Shuwen covered his forehead with one hand, his fingers resting on his hairline. He smoothed his hair back to ease his tension, then said, "Okay, I'll correct you."
The nearby conversations gradually stopped. Luo Ying stood at the door of the operating room and could faintly hear the low hum of the machines. She said hello to Lin Zhixia and was about to leave, but Tan Qianche stopped her.
In a quiet corner, two large machines blocked the figures of Luo Ying and Tan Qianche. Tan Qianche slowly approached Luo Ying and asked her, "Lin Zhixia is fourteen years old. How old are you? Are you an adult?"
Luo Ying said, "I'm nineteen."
Tan Qianche leaned against the wall and laughed for no reason: "Nineteen-year-old Luo Ying, how did you get your name? It reminded me of the text "Peach Blossom Spring" in middle school... The petals are falling and the grass is fresh. It's very beautiful."
The bright light illuminated his profile. He had a striking appearance, a straight nose, and silver-rimmed glasses, which gave him the illusion of being gentle and abstinent.
He has been doing fitness all year round and has maintained a very good figure. He wears a slim-fitting shirt, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, which makes him look particularly thin. His abdomen and back have a solid muscle outline, and all the male students in the laboratory have become his foils.
However, Luo Ying's attitude towards him was lukewarm: "Sorry, I want to leave first."
He made a "please" gesture: "I'll take you out."
He had no intention of trying to stop Luo Ying from leaving.
Luo Ying thought to herself, he is really an expert in flower gardens.
Tan Qianche mentioned it casually: "I estimate that Lin Zhixia will not be back until the afternoon. Her experiment takes a lot of time. Just waiting for the experimental results will take half an hour. At noon, our group will have a lunch..."
Luo Ying stopped and glanced at Lin Zhixia.
Lin Zhixia was discussing some problem with the doctors. She gestured in front of the computer screen, and Yang Shuwen couldn't help but applaud her. She then buried her head in drawing sketches, completely immersed in the magical and mysterious world of quantum.
Luo Ying changed her tone and said, "Give me an empty table and I'll study here, okay?"
Tan Qianche immediately cleared a place for her.
She sat down slowly and took out a math book from her bag.
Tan Qianche set up a desk lamp nearby, adjusted the brightness, and said in a gentle voice, "I'm going to be busy. Call me if you need anything."
Luo Ying remained silent. She looked at her math book absentmindedly, letting time pass by.
Lin Zhixia didn't pay any attention to Senior Luo Ying.
Lin Zhixia spent a whole morning and finally mastered some techniques. She summarized her gains this morning and browsed through the quantum circuit diagrams one by one. She could understand the structure and function of the circuit without anyone's explanation.
Yang Shuwen rubbed his face and thought of Niu Siyuan's email again.
Niu Siyuan said in the email: There may be one or two people who draw water in the experimental group. When those students who draw water meet Lin Zhixia, it will be like a chick meeting an eagle. Their academic level will be completely exposed, making their already poor academic career even worse.
Yang Shuwen has been under a lot of psychological pressure in recent days. When he looked at the wall, he happened to see Lin Zhixia's shadow, which became dark and tall, like an eagle spreading its wings and soaring.
Yang Shuwen took a breath of cold air.
Fortunately, at this time, Tan Qianche shouted loudly: "It's half past twelve! Time to eat!"
Yang Shuwen immediately took off his gloves: "It's time to eat."
The doctors around him ran away one after another. They were like a group of negatively charged electrons. Tan Qianche was like a positively charged atomic nucleus. He attracted a group of electrons - Lin Zhixia was the only one left alone.
Quantum computing is a field that Lin Zhixia has always longed for. Gu Likei's laboratory has world-class machinery and equipment. Lin Zhixia is eager to produce results and is working day and night to study it.
Tan Qianche called her again: "Lin Zhixia, take your time, you can't skip meals."
Lin Zhixia came to him with a drawing. He listened to Lin Zhixia's question patiently and said with a smile: "Not bad, you have thought of this level. Your senior Yang Shuwen has been with us for more than two months, and there has been no such progress."
Lin Zhixia turned around and glanced at Yang Shuwen secretly.
Yang Shuwen turned around and took two steps backwards.
Lin Zhixia was full of doubts: "What happened to Senior Yang?"
Tan Qianche said: "Don't worry about him."
Their laboratory is located on the fourth floor. At the end of the corridor on the fourth floor is a restaurant with a sink, a microwave, a dozen tables and sofa chairs. This place is very close to the laboratory, with a good environment and cleanliness. Tan Qianche often has dinner here with his classmates.
Half an hour ago, several students in the group went to the cafeteria. Now, they came back with large and small bags of takeout boxes. The atmosphere suddenly became noisy and lively. Tan Qianche helped to open the lunch boxes and said, "Sit down, it's rare for us all to have time to get together."
Lin Zhixia blinked and looked around: "Are we going to go Dutch? I brought some change today..."
"How can you spend money?" Tan Qianche handed her a pair of bamboo chopsticks. "It's your first day in the lab, and we, the seniors, should treat you."
Another senior echoed, "For two or three years, there have been no girls in our group. Let alone treating you to a meal today, even if I treat you every day..."
Everyone's eyes fell on him. He silently calculated the meal money and changed the topic: "Haha, my salary is not much. Tan Qianche gets more. He is the richest man in our group."
Lin Zhixia asked, "How do you usually make money? How much can you make?"
Luo Ying wanted to ask Lin Zhixia if she was short of money, but the crowd was filled with doctoral and master's students from Gu Likai's group. Considering Lin Zhixia's face, Luo Ying did not ask.
Compared to Luo Ying's cautiousness, Tan Qianche seemed very calm: "I have a fixed salary of 1,500 yuan per month, and the school will transfer the money to my card. I am a teaching assistant for the "Quantum Computing" course, with an annual salary of 50,000 yuan. I have a president's scholarship of 5,000 yuan per month, and another project funding of 30,000 yuan per year. That's all the money in total. There is someone in the group who earns more than me. He went out to play during the National Day holiday. I will ask him for you when he comes back."
Lin Zhixia calculated the total in one second: "So, even if you haven't graduated with your PhD, you can get an annual salary of 158,000 yuan before tax."
"You can get it later." Tan Qianche smiled at her.
Lin Zhixia picked up a box of fried rice, looking thoughtful.
It turns out that being a PhD student under Gu Likekai is so lucrative.
Lin Zhixia remembered that the seniors in Shen Zhaohua's group were not so wealthy. For example, senior Niu Siyuan was a very frugal person. He often sorted supermarket discount cards on his desk and was a frequent visitor to the second-hand market. If he was as rich as Tan Qianche, he wouldn't have to cry about poverty in the office.
After thinking it over, Lin Zhixia couldn't help but ask, "Can I be a teaching assistant?"
Luo Ying was shocked: "You want to be a teaching assistant for undergraduates?"
Lin Zhixia said to herself, "Most of the undergraduate courses are relatively simple. As long as I am given some time to prepare, I will definitely be able to meet the teacher's requirements."
Luo Ying said, "Science and engineering teachers are very strict, the teaching load is heavy, and the teaching assistants are so busy that they have to stay up late."
"I won't stay up late," Lin Zhixia explained. "I have a detailed schedule. I can finish everything I want to do during the day. After 7pm every night, it's my leisure time."
After listening to Lin Zhixia's words, Yang Shuwen picked up a bowl of extremely spicy hot and sour noodles. Tan Qianche was still persuading him: "Yang Shuwen, you have a very light taste. You can't eat chili peppers."
"It's okay." Yang Shuwen sniffed and took a big gulp of hot and sour soup.
Lin Zhixia turned around and stared at Tan Qianche: "Are you still in need of teaching assistants?"
Another senior student replied: "Teaching assistants are a scarce resource. If the positions are full, you can ask about other professional courses."
"That's not a problem with the professional courses." Tan Qianche opened a can of beer. He took a sip of the beer and said, "You are younger than the average undergraduate. If you stand there, I'm afraid no one will regard you as a teaching assistant, Lin Zhixia."
Lin Zhixia was a little frustrated: "I will grow up, don't think I'm young."
Tan Qianche looked at her quietly. He shook his beer and smiled even more: "Don't worry, I will wait for you to grow up."
He lowered his head, holding the wine bottle in his hand, and muttered to himself: "It's only four years. I can wait. In four years, you will be eighteen years old."
Luo Ying suddenly punched Tan Qianche on the shoulder.
Luo Ying used all her strength, and Tan Qianche's face turned blue in pain. Most of his classmates were busy eating, and Luo Ying's speed was so fast and urgent that no one noticed how strong Luo Ying was.
Tan Qianche never thought that Luo Ying, who looked weak and skinny, could hit someone so hard! That punch almost emptied Tan Qianche's blood tank. After several minutes, Tan Qianche barely recovered.
Luo Ying did not apologize to him.
Luo Ying was very angry.
The atmosphere in the restaurant was harmonious and cheerful. Several doctoral students were discussing circuit design, and some mentioned chip production in the next-door laboratory. Only four people looked strange - Yang Shuwen was holding a bowl of hot and sour noodles, looking listless and distracted; Lin Zhixia was considering a part-time job, she wanted to study and make money at the same time; Luo Ying looked at Tan Qianche coldly, and Tan Qianche sat up straight, as if nothing had happened.
Tan Qianche whispered, "That's not what I meant. The people I date are all girls over 18 years old."
"Have you ever dated a girl?" Luo Ying asked sarcastically, "Do you have a girlfriend?"
Tan Qianche picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth: "I'm single now."
Luo Ying smiled and said, "The lipstick mark on your neck hasn't disappeared yet."
Tan Qianche held the tissue and covered his chin: "Do you mind?"
Luo Ying picked up her lunch box, and the soup oil splashed onto her fingers. She said with a double meaning, "It's so dirty."
Tan Qianche never seemed to get angry. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I haven't been dirty this month, so take my virginity this month."
Luo Ying slammed the table and stood up.
Lin Zhixia came back to her senses and asked hurriedly, "Senior, what's wrong with you?"
Luo Ying said, "I can't eat anymore."
Lin Zhixia was surprised and asked, "Senior, what happened?"
The classmates around asked about Luo Ying's condition one after another. The boys who were responsible for buying meals felt a little guilty, thinking that they had not chosen the right meals and that the meals did not suit Luo Ying's appetite, which made her unhappy.
Luo Ying stood still for a moment, wanting to break up with Tan Qianche, but afraid of affecting Lin Zhixia's work in the laboratory. She could only hold back her rage. But she had been spoiled since she was a child, so how could she have suffered such anger?
She sat back down. This time, she took the initiative to approach Tan Qianche.
Tan Qianche listened attentively.
Luo Ying said to him, "If you dare to say something like that to me again, or if you dare to have any thoughts about Lin Zhixia that go beyond the friendship of classmates..."
"What about you?" Tan Qianche asked her.
She scanned his body. "I'm not just going to hit you on the shoulder."
Tan Qianche took another sip of beer and asked calmly, "Are you not afraid of being expelled from school for fighting on campus?"
"My family is in the real estate business, so I had something to do when I dropped out of school," Luo Ying said softly, "The Peach Blossom Spring villa complex next to the Provincial No. 1 Middle School was designed by my mother. You guessed it right, my name is related to "Peach Blossom Spring"."
Tan Qianche remained silent.
Luo Ying asked him again: "You make 158,000 a year, right?"
She twitched her fingertips, looked down at the floor, and placed her platinum Hermès bag on her lap: "It's not as expensive as mine."
Luo Ying raised her voice a little, and this time, many people, including Lin Zhixia, heard her words. The group of doctoral students looked at each other, not quite understanding why Luo Ying suddenly showed off her wealth to Tan Qianche.
Yang Shuwen, holding a bowl of hot and sour rice noodle, stood beside another table and whispered to a doctor: "This is called PUA."
Lin Zhixia walked behind them, holding the lunch box in both hands.
She heard Yang Shuwen say: "I was at home during the summer vacation and browsed the Tianya forum. There was a post on Tianya that introduced PUA. PUA achieves its evil purpose by undermining a person's self-confidence and controlling his spirit."
Lin Zhixia unconsciously repeated: "PUA?"
Yang Shuming clearly heard Lin Zhixia's voice, but he did not turn around. He suddenly realized that Lin Zhixia's attack on him might also be a kind of PUA. The more he cared about Lin Zhixia, the easier it would be for her to knock him down.
After the lunch gathering, everyone returned to their respective posts.
Lin Zhixia recalled the morning's operation process and devoted herself to the research work. She dared to try and make mistakes, and often encountered difficult problems. Sometimes, even Tan Qianche could not give an accurate explanation.
Lin Zhixia wrote an email, listing some difficult points, and sent it to Gu Like's mailbox, with a copy to the entire research team.
Lin Zhixia believes that the problems she discovered will be helpful to all the students in the group.
However, after reading her description, Yang Shuwen's eyelids trembled, his head felt sleepy, and he just wanted to lie down on the table and take a nap.
Tan Qianche asked him to stay in the rest room for a while, but he declined. He put on gloves and uniform and continued his unfinished work.
While setting the experimental parameters, Yang Shuwen was still thinking about Lin Zhixia's email. He adjusted the instrument unconsciously, and vaguely felt that his stomach was very uncomfortable. He was not used to eating spicy food, and the hot and sour soup at noon... It really killed him.
Yang Shuwen endured the discomfort and put away a quantum chip. Suddenly, a red box popped up on the screen of the instrument, asking for a password. He had never seen this red box before, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Tan Qianche, what is the highest-level password?"
Tan Qianche was writing a report. He answered distractedly: "What do you want the password for?"
"I'm the only one in the lab who doesn't know the highest level of authority!" Yang Shuwen shouted, "What's the password?"
Tan Qianche directly said: "351426!"
Yang Shuwen entered the number "351426" on the touch screen. He clicked the "Confirm" button, but heard another doctoral student say, "Hey? Don't move yet. That's an old machine. It was bought several years ago. It's used to make super strong magnetic fields. The system of the machine has been modified by seniors. It usually won't ask you for the permission password unless the parameters you set exceed the safety range..."
Yang Shuwen's whole body stiffened.
He tried to click "Pause" but it didn't work. The system said "Experiment is in progress". He hurriedly said, "Where is the main switch? Turn it off! Turn it off!"
Another doctor said, "Press the emergency button!"
The distance between the emergency button and Yang Shuwen was only three meters.
At the critical moment, Lin Zhixia just walked out of another room. She was holding a stack of drawings and was about to pass by Yang Shuwen. Yang Shuwen gave up the emergency button. He grabbed Lin Zhixia's sleeve and dragged her to the emergency exit, shouting as he ran: "It's going to explode! It's going to explode!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a loud "bang" in the distance.
The excessive current caused the coil to explode instantly.
The windows were shattered and glass was splashed everywhere.
A light smoke filled the air and several boys screamed.
Lin Zhixia was shocked.
She slipped and fell to the ground, her ankle hurting badly and her experimental drawings scattered all over the floor.
The alarm in the laboratory buzzed, and Tan Qianche rushed out of the operating room with a pale face. He quickly regained his composure and cut off the power supply of the relevant machines. Even though Yang Shuwen kept calling him, he still took his time to deal with the aftermath.
He organized all the students to leave in an orderly manner and called Teacher Gu. When Teacher Gu heard that the coil had exploded, he immediately asked, "Is anyone injured?"
Tan Qianche squatted in the stairwell of the emergency passage. He looked down at Lin Zhixia's swollen ankle and sighed repeatedly: "Lin Zhixia fell and twisted her ankle, but the other students are fine."
Teacher Gu said he would come right up and asked Tan Qianche to move the students out of the laboratory building first. Teacher Gu also said that on the 27th of last month, that is, September 27th, three doctoral students from the neighboring university also blew up the laboratory.
Tan Qianche said hurriedly, "Teacher, our losses are not serious. It's just that one machine. The coil exploded, the circuit was burnt, and the window was broken. There is a green belt downstairs, so no one was hit. I called the fire department and they came right away."
Teacher Gu instructed: "Okay, carry your junior sister downstairs and take her to the school hospital to take an X-ray to see if there are any bone injuries..."
Tan Qianche hung up the phone and knelt on one knee in front of Lin Zhixia: "Come up, I'll carry you downstairs."
Lin Zhixia was still in shock.
She couldn't describe her memory to others.
When she recalled the incident, the deafening noise, the loud sound of shattering glass, the strange pungent smell, and the sudden fear all overwhelmed her perception like a tide. At that moment, she understood why she hated injections since she was a child, because her most feared memory would emerge uncontrollably, causing her to experience the scene again, like a real horror cruise ship that would loop and never end.
Her face turned pale: "Mom..."
Tan Qianche lowered his head and asked her, "What are you talking about?"
She repeated, "Mom, I want Mom."
Tan Qianche thought: A 14-year-old girl shouldn't be so dependent on her mother, right? She is quite smart, why is she still a mother's boy?
But she was very young after all, ten years younger than Tan Qianche, and was his direct junior. Tan Qianche patiently coaxed her: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, I'll carry you downstairs."
Lin Zhixia lay on his back. He stood up and asked in surprise, "You are so light, do you eat well?"
Lin Zhixia remained silent.
Tan Qianche carried her on his back and quickly crossed the stairs.
The entire laboratory building was evacuated of students and teachers. Students walked down the stairs of the emergency passage. Along the way, Tan Qianche heard someone ask, "Which laboratory exploded?"
Another person replied: "It seems to be the quantum computing group..."
“Why can quantum explode?”
"Quantum computers are based on spin, so the magnetic field must be strong. If the current is overloaded, won't it explode?"
“Don’t they have a protocol for lab operations?”
"I just don't follow the rules."
These gossips grew louder and louder. They hung in the air, continuing to flow.
Tan Qianche had no choice but to quicken his pace. He ran out of the laboratory building with Lin Zhixia on his back. A group of security guards stood outside the building, and the atmosphere was serious and solemn. The security guards set up a cordon and did not allow any students to step into the laboratory building again.
Outside the cordon, Luo Ying had been waiting for a long time.
After lunch today, Luo Ying left the laboratory building. She wanted to go to the fruit store to buy some strawberries for Lin Zhixia, but she heard from her classmates that something big happened in a laboratory of the quantum computing group.
She immediately ran to the door of the laboratory building.
Students fled the building one after another, and Luo Ying followed the crowd closely. She found Tan Qianche and Lin Zhixia, and breathed a sigh of relief. Then she saw that Lin Zhixia's face was pale, so she asked hurriedly, "Are you injured?"
"I sprained my foot," Lin Zhixia replied, "and my ankle is swollen."
Luo Ying said: "I'll go to the hospital with you."
Lin Zhixia said: "Thank you, senior."
Tan Qianche still carried Lin Zhixia on his back. He asked her, "I took you to four floors, why didn't I hear you thank me?"
Lin Zhixia uttered dryly, "Thank you, Senior."
Tan Qianche and Luo Ying escorted Lin Zhixia to the hospital.
Ever since entering the hospital, Tan Qianche's role has become less obvious - Lin Zhixia no longer needs him to carry her on her back.
Luo Ying rented a wheelchair and let Lin Zhixia sit in it. Luo Ying pushed Lin Zhixia around, helped her register, accompanied her to see the doctor, took her for examinations, and waited for the results with her.
She sighed, "Senior is so nice."
Luo Ying said softly, "You are my junior schoolmate. We are from the same city, so of course we have to take care of each other."
Tan Qianche interrupted, "I am also your fellow countryman."
Luo Ying smiled but didn't really smile. She found a spot at the edge of the corridor, with Lin Zhixia's wheelchair next to her.
The bright lights were reflected on the clean tile floor, casting white shadows one after another. Occasionally, nurses, doctors, patients, or family members would step over the white shadows. Lin Zhixia looked at other people's shoes and couldn't help shaking her own feet.
"Does your foot hurt?" Luo Ying asked her.
She leaned over and rested her head on Luo Ying's shoulder: "It doesn't hurt much anymore."
"Are you still afraid? Do you want your mother?" Tan Qianche crossed his arms and asked Lin Zhixia in a low voice.
Lin Zhixia took out her cell phone from her pocket and called her mother on the spot. Her mother coaxed her for half an hour, and her mood gradually improved. Her mother also said that Lin Zeqiu was frightened after hearing what happened to Lin Zhixia. Especially the word "explosion" made Lin Zeqiu nervous. Lin Zeqiu asked Lin Zhixia to return to the dormitory tonight and must take time to have a QQ video chat with Lin Zeqiu.
Lin Zhixia reluctantly agreed to Lin Zeqiu's request.
After that, Lin Zhixia called Jiang Yubai again. Jiang Yubai told her that he would take the IELTS speaking test in a few days. Lin Zhixia encouraged him vigorously: "Come on, Jiang Yubai, you will definitely do well in the test!"
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