As soon as we entered the lab, Steven and Emma rushed over.
Emma smiled and said, "Luo, what are these?"
Luo Qiao took out a big bag and said, "These are for everyone."
Then he picked up the remaining bags and said, "These are what my family prepared for the professor. In China, they are called festival gifts. They are for my teacher."
Professor Wilson was coming out and said like a child: "Don't snatch it from me."
Everybody burst into laughter.
Professor Wilson's wife loves Chinese culture very much, and she likes Chinese food even more. She had previously mentioned to Professor Wilson that she wanted to visit Luo Qiao's home.
There just hasn't been the time or the opportunity.
Professor Wilson put the things away and came out with two bags of four bottles of red wine in his hands: "Luo, this is a holiday gift from my wife. She likes Chinese food very much."
Luo Qiao smiled and answered: "Then welcome professor to bring your wife, oh, we call her "teacher's wife" in Chinese, to my home to be a guest and taste authentic Chinese food."
Professor Wilson was obviously very happy: "Oh, my wife would definitely be very happy if she knew. Thank you, Luo."
Everyone finished eating the five-spice fried dough twists that Luo Qiao brought. It was almost time, so they packed up and started the day's work.
During the time that Luo Qiao has been back, he has reviewed all the data collected previously, pointed out three problems with the data, and proposed a new solution. After re-testing, it is indeed more applicable.
Professor Wilson said she was a genius, very sensitive to data and had a keener sense of smell than ordinary people.
Previously, Professor Wilson took a new anti-allergic drug developed by another laboratory, and Luo Qiao was able to identify all the ingredients just by her sense of smell, without any mistake.
It was just the ratio of the ingredients. It was not said directly at the time, and it was just a matter of time. So the professors who knew about it liked to invite Professor Wilson for coffee when they had nothing to do, and their main purpose was to discuss it with Luo Qiao.
After finishing a day's work and coming out of the laboratory, I thought I was dazzled and rubbed my eyes, wondering if I missed Brother Chen too much.
But when I looked up, the person was still standing there, and his smile was even more bright. It wasn't seeing things. I pinched my face lightly. It hurt. It wasn't a dream.
Luo Qiao didn't care about the brothers and sisters around her. She screamed, threw away the books in her hands, ran over, and jumped into Lu Yichen's arms: "Why are you here?"
"I missed you, so I came here. Are you happy?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, happy, happy, really very happy."
At this time, a senior brother who came out with everyone happened to be fiddling with a camera in his hand. He took a lot of photos of Luo Qiao and kept muttering to himself: "Oh, it's so beautiful."
When the two of them were tired of being together, they remembered that there was someone behind them. Luo Qiao quickly got off Lu Yichen and said a little embarrassedly: "Brother Chen, let me introduce you to my senior brothers and sisters. They are very nice to me."
Luo Qiao generously took Lu Yichen to the front of everyone. In fact, some people knew Lu Yichen, so Luo Qiao introduced him again: "This is my husband, Lu Yichen."
Emma stepped forward: "Hello, I'm Emma, Luo's good friend."
Lu Yichen smiled and nodded: "Hello."
Steven also came forward to say hello, and then the senior brother who took the photo just now came forward: "Luo, I took the photos for you, and I'll give them to you after they are developed."
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Luo Qiao was very happy when she heard it: "Oh, thank you very much."
After saying goodbye to everyone, the couple walked back hand in hand. Emma, who was standing not far away and had not left yet, said with some envy: "They are really in love."
Steven looked at Emma and smiled: "We can too."
Emma reacted: "Oh my God, what are you talking about, this joke is not funny at all."
After saying that, he turned and ran away.
Steven was left alone there, looking at Emma running away, thinking, wasn't my performance obvious enough? (End of this chapter)