Qin Wei stood up abruptly as he spoke, "Also, the official announcement for 'The Strongest Opponent' is coming soon. You'd better make a decision quickly. I've already decided on two celebrity guests, and two expert judges. One of them is Professor Shang's childhood sweetheart, what's her name? He—"
"He Zhiyan"
"Yes, it's him." Qin Wei clicked his tongue. He still says he doesn't like him, but he even knows what his love rival is called?
Unfortunately, before his unrequited love could be brought into the open, he passed away.
"Think about 'The Strongest Opponent' again. This time, it's said that they're selecting players who will directly qualify for international competitions. I know you're going to investigate the car accident, and you're also going to investigate this fake Ning Kong who seems so genuine. But life goes on, and work is work."
"I know."
“However,” Qin Wei said, looking at Jin Yining, “when did you become so temperamental? You actually told her to get lost, this isn’t like you.”
Jin Yining raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at Qin Wei's mocking face, and lightly uttered a single word: "Get lost..."
"Tsk, get lost. Registration for 'The Strongest Opponent' closes today, and the official announcement will be next week if nothing unexpected happens. You'd better make a decision as soon as possible." Qin Wei said, picking up his clothes and leaving. But when he reached the door, he turned back to look at Jin Yining. "By the way, when I went out today, I heard the old man mention that optical waveguide experiment you were talking about the other day..."
"Photoconductive sensing kills cancer cells by transforming them into targeted and directed reactive substances."
"Anyway, that's what it was, it was rejected." Qin Wei said and left.
Jin Yining raised her hand and pinched her temple. It was better that it was rejected. The person was already gone, so there was no point in restarting the plan.
The sun was shining brightly, and pedestrians hurried to and fro on the asphalt road, seemingly unafraid of the midday sun.
The fountain in front of the TV station was constantly spraying water, and one or two people were standing in the shade, avoiding the hot sun.
Shang Ning took a taxi over, and after getting off, she went to the TV station to register according to her previous memory.
There were many people signing up, and Shang Ning waited a while before getting her registration form. Then she found a place to start filling it out.
When Shang Ning filled out the form, she filled in her ID card number against her ID card. Ning Kong was a few years younger than her, just turned twenty-three this year. That is to say, Ning Kong married Jin Yining as soon as he reached the legal marriage age.
When Shang Ning saw the education section, he instinctively wrote "Postdoctoral Fellow in Optics, Professor of Optics," but only realized what he had done after writing it and slapped his forehead.
"Excuse me, I made a mistake in writing a line. Could you please change it for me?" Shang Ning said, setting aside the page with the mistake and filling out a new one.
A gust of wind blew the form Shang Ning had filled out to the ground, but she didn't notice and continued filling out a new form.
"Professor He, this way please." A TV station staff member led He Zhiyan in through the staff entrance, their eyes filled with admiration for him.
He Zhiyan is only thirty years old this year, making him the youngest university professor besides Shang Ning. He is 1.83 meters tall, with long legs and a slender figure. Because he has been teaching at the university for many years, he exudes a scholarly air.
Such a person would be hard to miss even if they were standing on the street.
When He Zhiyan and the staff went in, they saw the registration form on the ground. He stopped, bent down, and picked it up.
The familiar font made He Zhiyan's pupils constrict slightly, but the name itself felt unfamiliar.
Ning Kong?
Who is this?
People who don't follow gossip news would have no idea what this name actually represents.
Postdoctoral fellow in optics, professor of optics?
"Excuse me, this is..."
Before the word "mine" could be uttered, Shang Ning and He Zhiyan looked up at each other almost simultaneously, meeting each other's eyes.
Shang Ning: "..."
Shang Ning's raised hand trembled slightly, then slowly clenched into a fist.
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