"I know," Zhou Mo said, "We hadn't left when Yu Yizhou beat her. What happened?"
"Don't you feel good?"
Zhou Mo rolled his eyes at her. "It wasn't me who slapped you, why are you so happy?"
Zhao Xiaoshuang was stunned for a moment, then she felt that Zhou Mo's words were right, "That's right."
"Is that all you want to say?" Zhou Mo asked something else tentatively.
"Yeah," Zhao Xiaoshuang said, "I heard that Cong Manyong's face is swollen like a steamed bun, and she refuses to take off her mask in the office. Also, wasn't our college eliminated yesterday? She was scolded by the director of the union."
Zhou Mo smiled slightly, but his eyes were filled with cold pride.
"When Xiaochi and Jiahui were doing their graduation project, did they use the equipment in the West Building?"
Zhao Xiaoshuang paused, "It seems so, what's wrong, Senior Sister?"
"I'll go check and see if they've filled out the lab logbook."
Zhao Xiaoshuang immediately understood what Zhou Mo meant.
She is going to the west building to watch the show.
"I'll go with you."
The two headed straight for the west building.
Zhou Mo spent three years in this building when he was studying for his master's degree. It's hard to say whether he had a happy or unhappy time. Apart from scientific research, everything else was quite annoying.
The first floor is the college's laboratory, which has applied for the title of National Key Laboratory. However, the professor who took the lead in applying for the National Key Laboratory left for Shanghai because he failed in the election for vice president.
The application for a National Key Laboratory must meet various indicators and terms, and is reviewed every few years. The departure of this big boss may affect the next round of review, and the School of Health Management may lose the title of National Key Laboratory in the future.
When passing by one of the laboratories, Zhou Mo couldn't help but stop and look inside through the glass partition.
Although there was no one in the laboratory, she couldn't help but want to take a look.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Xiaoshuang also looked inside following Zhou Mo's gaze. There was nothing special inside except the humming sound of the running machines.
Zhou Mo pointed to a test bench in the middle. "That's where my ex-boyfriend and his doctoral sister were hugging and chewing on it."
Zhao Xiaoshuang was surprised. She didn't expect Zhou Mo to talk about the past so frankly and frankly.
Zhou Mo retracted his gaze and said, "Let's go."
Zhao Xiaoshuang suddenly understood why Zhou Mo didn't like coming to the West Building.
Led by Zhou Mo, the two went up to the second floor.
When Zhou Mo was studying for his master's degree, his department was here, and graduate students also had independent offices.
A large classroom, with nearly twenty graduate students from the entire department in one room, including Ph.D.
Zhou Mo also spent three years in this big house. At that time, Cong Manyong was in other departments upstairs. Now Cong Manyong is studying for a doctorate here, also in this big house.
She knocked on the door, and everyone in the room immediately turned around to look at the door.
"Yeah, Sister Momo."
"Sister Momo, why are you here?"
There were a few junior sisters of Zhou Mo in the room. When they saw Zhou Mo coming, they all stood up to greet him.
Zhou Mo glanced in the direction of Manrong.
She was sitting at the workstation in the innermost corner. When she saw Zhou Mo come in, she immediately shrank back and turned her head, facing the screen, pretending to be working.
Zhou Mo chuckled and responded to the enthusiasm of several junior sisters, "Someone in our group used the equipment here some time ago, and came to see if the experimental record book has been filled out."
Several junior sisters pulled Zhou Mo over and found an empty chair for her to sit on.
Zhou Mo was not polite and sat down with confidence.
She was too familiar with this place. The workstation where Manrong was sitting at the moment was exactly where Zhou Mo had sat before.
"Sister Manyong, what are you busy with? Come over and chat," one of the junior sisters greeted Cong Manyong.
Zong Manrong didn't look back, feeling a little unnatural, "There's something I need to deal with first."
"What's the matter?" Zhou Mo asked deliberately: "Oh, I just happened to ask you something, do we still need to prepare for the cheerleading team?"
Cong Manrong froze, "No need."
"Have you confirmed it with the hospital leaders?" Zhou Mo asked deliberately.
Cong Manrong was a little embarrassed, but more impatient, "Confirmed."
"Why haven't I seen any notices from the union teachers? Everything still has to be based on official notifications, right?"
Cong Manrong was pressed, "Zhou Mo, are you doing this on purpose? Our school has been eliminated, and you are still here asking about the cheerleading team."
Zhou Mo acted very innocently. "I'm just a student. I do whatever the academy asks me to do. What's wrong with asking for clarification? Besides, it wasn't me who eliminated the students. We cheered for the academy so hard yesterday that we almost cried ourselves hoarse. Right, Xiaoshuang?"
Zhao Xiaoshuang nodded repeatedly, "Yes, that's it. The academy didn't even give us a sip of water."
Cong Manyong was furious, but unable to refute.
Zhou Mo felt inexplicably happy when he saw that she wanted to explode but couldn't.
How could I not feel good when Cong Manyong also suffered a loss in silence?
"Let's not talk any more. Our team has something to do, so I'll leave first," Zhou Mo stood up.
"Can you sit for a while longer?" a junior sister asked.
Zhou Mo looked at Cong Manrong and said lightly, "No, didn't the flu spread from this building a while ago? Look, Manrong is still wearing a mask. Is the flu still there? We dare not stay any longer for fear of infection."
Zhao Xiaoshuang was trying very hard to hold back her laughter.
I just want to give a thumbs up to Zhou Mo's weird skills.
Cong Manyong's face turned green.
The junior sisters had no idea what happened yesterday and really thought Zhou Mo was afraid of catching the flu. They quickly explained, "Sister Momo, our building is disinfected every day. It's okay."
Zhou Mo pretended to be skeptical, "Really? I don't think so. Your Senior Sister Manyong is covering herself up so tightly, I'm afraid it's because this flu is quite virulent."
"No, Senior Sister Manyong has a toothache and half of her face is swollen," said the younger sister.
Zhou Mo nodded in understanding. She said to Cong Manyong, "So that's how you explained it to them?"
The junior sisters looked confused. It was obvious that Zhou Mo had something else to say, but they didn't quite understand.
"Let's go," Zhou Mo waved to the younger sisters.
After saying goodbye, he walked out of the west building with Zhao Xiaoshuang.
Zhao Xiaoshuang took a few quick steps to catch up with Zhou Mo.
"Sister, you did a great job," Zhao Xiaoshuang couldn't help but praise. "I thought you'd think less is more and just let it go, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to come to Cong Manyong."
"Why should she be allowed to trip me up behind my back? Why can't I just be fair and show off in front of her for once?"
Zhou Mo believes that he is not someone who can suffer losses.
Manrong was secretly making things difficult for her and picking on her, and Zhou Mo was determined to stab her in the heart.
Half an hour later, almost everyone in the group arrived.
Zhao Xiaoshuang saw Ding Ning had also arrived, but Zhang Lanlan was nowhere to be seen. She asked, "Xiao Ding, where is Lanlan?"
Ding Ning shook her head, clearly clueless. "She didn't return to the dormitory last night. I called her, and she said she was staying out."
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