After leaving Song Zhangran's house, the smile on Mr. Li's face faded. He glanced at the student who was more than half a head taller than him and said, "You are really promising, little boy. You actually dare to ask the country to help you find a partner! Do you know that I, your teacher, have always been upright and honest and would never do such a thing..."
Xie Mingcheng smiled and interrupted: "Teacher, I have already produced that set of data."
“…”
Mr. Li paused, then took a logical turn. "But then again, Qianqian is indeed the most suitable choice this time. Your suggestion is a good one... By the way, is that data set actually ready? It's only been a few days, so it should take at least two weeks."
When it comes to professional issues, Xie Mingcheng is very serious: "I checked it twice, it's accurate."
If you say so, then there is really no problem.
The smile on Mr. Li's face suddenly widened. He patted Xie Mingcheng on the shoulder and laughed, "Good boy, you have good taste. I think you and Qianqian are the best match!"
This project does require a designer, but not necessarily an architectural designer. However, some data requirements are strict, and the selection requires political review. In a short period of time, Song Qianqian is indeed a good choice.
Because the project was confidential, Song Qianqian had to stay at the Academy of Sciences for a whole week. Every day of her work she had to check the information on the drawings, and she naturally had to eat and live in a temporary place arranged opposite the laboratory.
There were seven people in the team. Apart from her and Xie Mingcheng, the remaining five were all highly respected professor-level scientific researchers. Of course, Song Qianqian was the only woman, so she was arranged to stay in a single room.
This was the first time Song Qianqian saw Xie Mingcheng working. He was wearing a pair of glasses and looked focused.
From her perspective, she could see his handsome nose and delicate lip lines, then his tightly buttoned white shirt, his smooth neck and prominent Adam's apple...
Song Qianqian retracted her gaze and reminded herself that this younger brother was Xie Yunshu's biological younger brother!
And Xie Yunshu is her best friend!
After working for several days in a row, she and Xie Mingcheng barely exchanged a few words, let alone had much contact. However, as they worked together to catch up on the progress, time passed quickly.
After completing a stage of work this day, Professor Li explained that they could take a break, but they had to stay within the campus and avoid contact with people who were not related to their work.
There was only one young girl, Song Qianqian, who was very bored. She watched TV in the dormitory for a while and then went to stroll in the playground outside. On the basketball court, several other professors were playing basketball to relax, and Xie Mingcheng was there.
Old Li was too old to jump much, so he stood aside and watched Song Qianqian smile and said, "It's good to be young. Mingcheng has so much physical strength that he can't beat five of us old men."
Song Qianqian followed Xie Mingcheng's gaze towards the playground, only to see that Xie Mingcheng had changed into a sports vest, revealing his fair but strong arms. His basketball moves were completely different from his gentle and handsome appearance. In one word, he was very fierce...
It seemed as if several professors really surrounded him, but he easily avoided them with his height and long arms. With a beautiful turn, the ball went steadily into the basket.
Teacher Chen is in his forties and has always thought he was in his prime. But now he realizes he can't compare to twenty-year-olds. He took the basketball unhappily and said, "Go away, young people, play with young people. Don't hang out with us old guys. You're so annoying! I haven't even touched the basketball in half a day."
Xie Mingcheng smiled good-naturedly, sweat on his forehead. He lifted up the hem of his shirt to wipe his face, revealing his well-defined belly.
Teacher Chen touched his big belly and became even more annoyed: "I don't want to play with you anymore, go find Xiao Song over there."
Xie Mingcheng was stunned when he heard this, and then he paid attention to Song Qianqian.
He immediately lost all thoughts about the ball and trotted over to her, his voice still slightly breathless as he spoke, "Sister Qianqian."
She was clearly calling her sister properly, but the panting tone in her voice made Song Qianqian's face turn red for some unknown reason. Her eyes fell on her exposed arms, and she suddenly thought of that time in Haicheng.
These arms are supporting my thighs...
Song Qianqian quickly cleared her throat twice to drive out the blushing and heart-pounding images from her mind: "Why don't you play anymore?"
Xie Mingcheng curled his lips, his voice a little hoarse: "You asked me to play with you..."
Maybe because he has been in Beijing for too long, the ending of "놛" has some of the old Beijing-Beijing sound of "er", and the word "玩er" makes it sound ambiguous.
Song Qianqian put on a serious face, trying to appear more dignified: "What are you talking about? You're not a child, what are you playing with?"
Professor Li, who was standing by, had already left quietly and tactfully, leaving the space for his students to "express themselves".
Xie Mingcheng nodded obediently: "Then don't play."
Song Qianqian: “…”
I always feel that there is ambiguity between the words.
She was about to start talking again when a cry of alarm came from the other side of the court: "Xiao Song, be careful!"
A ball flew straight from the basketball court towards where the two were standing.
Song Qianqian was startled. It was too late for her to dodge, so she subconsciously closed her eyes. However, the expected pain did not come. She was pulled into an embrace, and the ball hit Xie Mingcheng's back steadily.
Song Qianqian slowly opened her eyes, looked up at the boy's handsome jaw, tightly pursed thin lips, and lowered her head to look at him with a pair of cold eyes: "Are you okay?"
The big hands on her waist held her tightly, and her nose was pressed tightly against his hard chest...
Teacher Chen trotted over and said, "Oh, oh, the old man's aim is off. Is Xiao Song okay?"
Song Qianqian quickly struggled out of Xie Mingcheng's arms, not daring to look at him at all: "I'm fine."
Professor Zhao came over and wiped his sweat: "I saw it clearly, the basketball hit Xiao Xie's back! Oh, if this ball hit Xiao Song's head, it would be a big problem!"
Teacher Chen was still apprehensive: "Xiao Xie, are you okay? I'm quite strong."
Xie Mingcheng frowned slightly: "It hit my bones, it hurts a bit."
"Xiao Song, go check Xiao Xie and apply some medicine. Don't let him interfere with Ming's work!" Professor Zhao patted Song Qianqian's shoulder and rushed over: "Xiao Xie is a hero saving a beautiful woman. You can't just ignore him."
Song Qianqian's mind was in a mess. Is it that serious?
Xie Mingcheng looked down at her and smiled, "Then I'll trouble you, Sister Qianqian."
Song Qianqian didn't know what else to say. She just pursed her lips and said, "Then come with me to the dormitory. I think I have some iodine."
The men's quarters all had two rooms, so it would be inappropriate for her to go there alone, so she could only go to her place.
After the two men left, Teacher Chen immediately raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "Well, my sword is still sharp, the sword is so accurate, it hits directly!"
Professor Zhao tutted his words and said, "I've discovered that I have great potential in acting. When a science documentary is being made, I'd like to appear in it."
…
The dormitory is simply furnished with a bed and a desk.
Xie Mingcheng sat on the only chair and took off his shirt without waiting for Song Qianqian to move. He looked at her with the same seductive eyes as Xie Yunshu: "Sister Qianqian, please be gentle. I'm afraid of pain."
Song Qianqian's hands trembled, and she almost dropped the iodine in her hand: "You, why did you take off your clothes!"
Xie Mingcheng looked innocent: "How can I apply the medicine without taking off my clothes?"
Song Qianqian was unable to refute. She took a deep breath. This was her good friend's younger brother, and he was hit by the ball because his family protected her. What's more, she had seen him shirtless in Haicheng last time.
In the summer, some men don't care about the appearance of the clothes. Do they go out to enjoy the cool air with their shirts bare?
Song Qianqian, don’t think too much!
She prepared herself mentally and tried to keep her tone calm: "Then I'll apply the medicine for you."
But when I looked over again, I blushed again!
Xie Mingcheng was only wearing a pair of black sports shorts. His skin was very fair, but he was thin without being skinny. His smooth back muscles were very attractive. He was still holding the vest in his hand and looked over leisurely: "Sister Qianqian, why is your face so red?"
Her tone was calm, as if she was genuinely just curious: "Are you embarrassed?"
Song Qianqian immediately retorted: "Who is blushing? It's June already, and I'm so hot!"
"Oh, you?" Xie Mingcheng said leisurely, his eyes filled with an overwhelming aggression. He glanced at her and then slowly looked away: "That's good..."
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