laboratory.
Qin Ran finished typing the last piece of data, turned sideways, and said with her eyelashes drooping: "Brother Ye."
Senior Brother Ye took the data, looked at Qin Ran, and couldn’t help but open his mouth: “Junior Sister, I will find another project for you…”
Before Qin Ran could say anything, Academician Liao raised his eyes and said in his usual cold voice, "Have you chosen the person for your project?"
Senior Brother Ye pursed his lips, nodded, and was about to use the words he had prepared.
Zuo Qiurong, who came in to get the experimental equipment, said politely, "I'm sorry, my other two teammates don't agree to report another new person."
In order to prevent Zuo Qiurong from getting angry and to win back their teammates, the other two teammates made a special phone call and message to Zuo Qiurong in the afternoon, comforting her several times.
The two chose not to offend either Senior Brother Ye or Zuo Qiurong, and this was not particularly surprising.
After listening to this, Senior Brother Ye stopped talking. He turned around and silently adjusted the magnetic field by comparing it with the data Qin Ran gave him.
“Your two teammates don’t agree?” Academician Liao glanced at Zuo Qiurong, then retracted his gaze and turned to Qin Ran. After a pause, he spoke, “Since those two teammates don’t want to team up with you, don’t force them. Pay attention to the projects initiated by the laboratory and the school during this period. I’ll ask other professors…”
...
...
Although Academician Liao has never accepted any disciples, he has taught many doctoral students and professors.
As for Senior Brother Ye's team, Liao Gaoang was concentrating on research and would not do anything to force anyone.
Zuo Qiurong just smiled faintly when he heard this, without saying anything, but his hands on both sides tightened.
Qin Ran was putting the books she had borrowed from the library at noon back into her backpack. Listening to Liao Gaoang's words, she shook her head and said, "Thank you, Academician Liao, but I already have a research project in hand and have formed a team with my classmates."
Upon hearing this, Senior Brother Ye and Academician Liao were quite surprised.
Academician Liao is a man of few words, so Senior Brother Ye was very happy. "That's great."
Zuo Qiurong leaned against the table slightly and looked at Qin Ran, smiling with some curiosity, "I didn't expect that Junior Sister also has a project on hand. As far as I know, Jingda University didn't offer a few projects today. Which project did Junior Sister participate in?"
Qin Ran zipped up her backpack, raised her eyes, looked at Zuo Qiurong, and said slowly: "ICNE finals."
After saying this, without even looking at Zuo Qiurong's reaction, he politely greeted Liao Gaoang and Senior Brother Ye, then left with his schoolbag.
ICNE is the highest honor for students pursuing advanced studies in physics.
Writing ten papers with greater impact factors is not as good as winning a medal by participating in the ICNE finals.
Freshmen in the physics department of university may not know what this competition is, but it is the research project that every graduate or doctoral student most wants to participate in.
Even Senior Brother Ye was stunned for a long while before he could not help but sigh, then laughed, feeling relieved. "No wonder I told Junior Sister that there was no quota this afternoon. Junior Sister was very calm. It turns out that she also has a project of her own, an ICNE final. Junior Sister's starting point is good enough... Even if she doesn't win the award, it doesn't matter. Fortunately, I didn't really pull Junior Sister into my research project, otherwise it would have hindered her."
Just participating in this final is the dream project of top physics graduate students around the world.
Senior Brother Ye wanted to ask Qin Ran if she needed an assistant or a worker.
Academician Liao turned back and nodded slightly, praising her for once: "Her project is indeed good."
Zuo Qiurong on the side could only laugh and could not say anything else.
She originally thought that Qin Ran was eager to participate in the review, so she tried her best to stop her. Who knew that Qin Ran had a project of her own... and it was ICNE...
Qin Ran could say it herself, so Zuo Qiurong naturally wouldn't think she was lying...
Compared with popularity, the projects she and Senior Brother Ye signed up for were considered good among all the projects, but compared with Qin Ran's ICNE, they were simply a big witch and a small witch.
Zuo Qiurong pursed her lips, bitter jealousy gnawing at her heart...she couldn't utter a word.
This is not a comparison of the same level at all.
**
Qin Ran didn't know what Zuo Qiurong was thinking now.
At this time she had already walked out of the laboratory door.
Towards the end of December, the capital finally welcomed its first snow.
The snowflakes were not particularly fine and fell slowly from the sky. Each snowflake was quite large and melted as soon as it hit the ground.
Cheng Juan stood under the street light and looked down at the time on his wrist.
The figure was slender, with a few snowflakes falling on his body and head.
Under the illumination of the street lights, the coldness has a hint of warmth.
He reached out and casually brushed the snow off his shoulders. When he looked up, he saw Qin Ran and paused.
When Qin Ran came to his side, he reached out and hugged her, put his cold hands on her neck, and let go in just a second, and asked with a smile, "Are you cold?"
“It’s not cold.” Qin Ran looked up and asked him to get in the car. The car was still running and the air conditioner was on. After he got in, Qin Ran asked him how long he had been waiting outside.
"Ten minutes?" Cheng Juan drove the car into the avenue and glanced at her.
It suddenly snowed tonight, and there were fewer people on the road, so it took him a few minutes less time to drive here than usual.
Qin Ran nodded, put her hands on the car window, and rested her chin on her hand, thinking about the laboratory.
The laboratory is now full of academician Liao's research, and she will also have her own research in the future. It is impossible to bring back the research on several radioactive materials, and it may be even later...
Thinking of this, Qin Ran leaned against the car door and looked in the direction of Cheng Juan.
Think about it for a moment.
The two of them returned all the way to Tinglan.
In the hall, Cheng Wenru still had her computer on her lap. When she saw Qin Ran coming back, she put the computer aside and asked, "Ran Ran, you're back?"
Cheng Mu also stood up from the wooden table and greeted Qin Ran and Cheng Juan.
Qin Ran changed her shoes at the entrance, put her backpack aside, and said hello to Cheng Wenru.
Cheng Juan lazily stepped into his furry slippers.
“By the way, Ranran, this is your express delivery.” Cheng Wenru handed the long box on the table to Qin Ran and pointed at the signature and asked Qin Ran: “What is this?”
Qin Ran looked down.
Purse your lips.
Then just tear off the sheet that is loosely attached to it and throw it into the trash can.
Clean and neat.
"My friend is half foreigner and can't write." She tilted her head and explained to Cheng Wenru.
Cheng Wenru nodded: "No wonder."
She tried for a long time but couldn't recognize him.
Qin Ran opened the package again. Cheng Mu went downstairs immediately, took out the scissors he used to trim flowers and plants, handed them to Qin Ran, and asked her to cut the tape: "Miss Qin, what did your friend send?"
“Maybe it’s a painting?” Qin Ran untied it carelessly.
Cheng Juan sat casually opposite her, looking at her courier box and slightly raised his eyebrows.
There were two stamps on the box.
"Is your friend from abroad?" He leaned back on the sofa.
One of the chapters is clearly from abroad.
Qin Ran nodded and tore off the tape with a "rip" sound.
“Things coming in from abroad weren’t even checked?” Cheng Wenru crossed her legs and looked at Qin Ran’s delivery.
Cheng Mu's memory was still good, and he suddenly realized, "Miss Qin has a friend who is a war correspondent."
"War correspondent?" Cheng Wenru was quite surprised, but he couldn't tell at all: "Very impressive."
Those who dare to go to the war zone to be journalists are not ordinary people.
As they were talking, Qin Ran had already opened a large cardboard box.
Inside was a rectangular, wrapped, antique wooden gift box and two small wooden boxes.
Cheng Juan took a quick glance and knew that the rectangular wooden box contained a painting. He asked casually, "Did you prepare a gift?"
There is no need to guess who this painting is for.
Qin Ran said “hmm” nonchalantly, then she opened the ingenious little mechanism on the outside of the rectangle and lifted the lid.
Inside was a rolled-up painting, slightly yellowed at the edges.
Cheng Wenru had collected a few paintings for Old Man Cheng before. As soon as she saw the condition of this one, she knew it was probably an antique. Seeing Qin Ran casually trying to pick it up, she quickly said, "Don't open it casually, be careful not to damage it."
Qin Ran put down her hand and closed the lid.
Cheng Wenru pointed to two other wooden boxes and asked, "What are those?"
Qin Ran didn't know either.
She only asked the giant crocodile to send a painting.
After thinking about it, he reached out and picked up one of the wooden boxes.
Inside was a blue hairpin inlaid with fine jade and golden tassels. It was obvious from its age, but it was obviously well preserved, with bright colors and exquisite and gorgeous craftsmanship.
Qin Ran couldn't tell what kind of hairpin it was.
I just took it out and played with it against the light. "It's not as heavy as it looks."
Ran, an outsider who doesn't really understand these things, commented indifferently.
Cheng Wenru looked away and looked at Qin Ran, a little surprised: "Which friend of yours gave this to you?"
“My brother?” Qin Ran narrowed her eyes and replied.
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