Extra 3

The snow is getting heavier.

As soon as Song Shixia stopped at the door, he saw Ji Weiqing coming out with a group of middle-aged scholars, and someone said goodbye to him from time to time.

Song Shixia pushed open the car door, and the professors who came out looked at the car curiously.

“What a beautiful car.”

"Yes, it's very beautiful. I think I saw it at the University of Chinese Medicine."

"It doesn't look cheap. There are very few white cars."

Ji Weiqing raised his head subconsciously and met her eyes.

He turned and said goodbye: "I'll take my leave first, everyone please be safe on your way home."

"Professor Ji, aren't you going to the bus stop to wait for the bus?"

Ji Weiqing said cheerfully: "Someone from home is here to pick me up." He quickened his pace to prevent the snowflakes from falling on her head.

The colleagues behind him watched Professor Ji walk towards the car. He raised his hand to block the falling snow for the young girl, opened the door and carefully helped her get in the car. He turned and went to the passenger seat.

Combined with Professor Ji's claim during the meal that his wife made some money in business, everyone finally came to their senses and had different looks on their faces. Professor Ji's luck is really good! How come he always encounters all the good things? !

Su Aimin, who had just returned from a business trip, had the least reaction when he heard about the gossip that was going viral inside. This group of people didn't know that the tea they drank and the medicinal liquor they ordered were all from the name of Professor Ji's wife. For the sake of friendly exchanges between colleagues, he had better keep it a secret, otherwise these old colleagues would be jealous to death.

"It seems that I left at the right time. You should have finished your meal by now."

Ji Weiqing fastened his seat belt,

"The roads are slippery in the snow, so you don't have to go out of your way to pick me up next time."

Song Shixia glared at him: "I should have gone out to pick you up just because I knew the road was slippery. It's been so late waiting for you to take the bus home. Wouldn't the kids and I still be worried about you at home?"

The matter was resolved only after Ji Weiqing apologized to her.

Song Shixia started the car and accidentally caught a glimpse of a black jeep. This car was really handsome, with a shiny black shell and a colorful black, which made it different from the small cars on the street at a glance. The owner had good taste and must be quite wealthy.

The driver who got out of the driver's seat was tall and strong. His gait was a little unnatural, and it was not noticeable unless you looked carefully. But Song Shixia happened to notice it with her sharp eyes.

Seeing that she hadn't driven away yet, Ji Weiqing curiously followed her line of sight and looked over.

"What are you looking at?"

"The car in front is so cool. If I had known, I would have brought a camera with me and asked my brother to buy an identical car."

"This is a private car. I probably need to find someone to customize it overseas."

Song Shixia turned around in surprise: "Do you know the owner of this car?"

"Well, this is a car specially provided for Dean Liang, and the driver is Dean Liang's husband."

Song Shixia thought she had heard wrongly.

"The dean of the Academy of Sciences? The dean's husband is a driver?"

Ji Weiqing didn't know much: "He was once an excellent soldier. Later, he was discharged due to injury and returned to his hometown to get married. He became Dean Liang's husband."

Song Shixia sighed with emotion: "It seems that the other party should be a good person, willing to be a driver to protect Dean Liang."

"He was very good before he was discharged from the army, and he was kept even after he was discharged due to injuries. It is said that he has great military talents, so he was made an exception to protect Dean Liang's safety."

Song Shixia was a little suspicious whether this was a secret that she could hear.

"Stop, stop, don't let the secret leak out if you continue."

Ji Weiqing smiled.

"President Liang has been on TV, so the information about her is not confidential."

As they were talking, Song Shixia saw a woman with her hair tied up and glasses, walking quickly towards the man with a skillful posture. She first grabbed the man's hand and touched it on the cheek, and then they smiled at each other.

The man tied a scarf around Dean Liang before opening the car door and escorting her to the back seat. He got in the car and glanced in her direction, then Song Shixia looked away feeling guilty.

As expected of a soldier, his eyes are really scary.

"Director Liang's husband is really scary. Even after being injured and discharged from the army, he still remains vigilant."

"Dad knows him. If you are interested, you can ask him."

Song Shixia shook her head quickly: "I have no interest in other men, I just think that the relationship between them is really good."

Liang Hao got into the car and took off his glasses.

"What's behind that?" She never doubted his professionalism, just as he always believed in her and supported her career.

"A white car, with a man and a woman in the driver's seat and the passenger seat observing us."

Liang Hao breathed a sigh of relief: "It's Professor Ji from our unit and his wife. It's snowing today, so his wife drove here to pick him up."

Wen Yan did not comment, saying that women who can drive nowadays come from unusual family backgrounds.

Liang Hao suddenly became interested: "Have you ever heard of Song Shixia when doing business with your second and third brothers?"

"I haven't heard of it. Is his last name Song? There is a real estate developer named Song Qiu Sheng who married the daughter of the richest man."

Liang Hao is not interested in anything else.

"Please help me find out. You have nothing to do anyway. Professor Ji's wife invested in a private laboratory for him. I'm eyeing it."

If an ordinary man heard this, his self-esteem might be hurt, but Wen Yan knew that she always spoke directly and did not like to beat around the bush.

"I'll try." He had never heard of Song Shixia's name in his previous life. He probably thought it was a small company that went bankrupt after only a few years. However, Song Qiusheng didn't marry the daughter of the richest man so early in his previous life. Maybe his rebirth affected some things.

"I knew you were the best!"

"You want a private laboratory? Didn't the Academy of Sciences prepare a whole floor of office space just for you?"

"It's different. The laboratory prepared for me by the Academy of Sciences is ultimately theirs. Professor Ji not only has laboratories in the Institute and the Academy of Sciences, but he also has a private laboratory to teach students. If I were not more experienced than him, I would have wanted to be his student and use his laboratory."

Wen Yan: "I see. Which university's atmosphere do you like? I'll invest in a laboratory for you."

Liang Hao held his face with his hands and said, "Our family doesn't have the financial means, so don't try to be stubborn."

Wen Yan: ...

Before going to bed, Song Shixia thought of the troubles she had not yet solved.

"He Jianjun wanted to give me his mobile phone. I didn't want to force it. It would be more useful in your laboratory."

Ji Weiqing said, "Since he sincerely gave it to you, just accept it. The laboratory has sufficient funds, and he can make a new one."

Song Shixia felt helpless: "The problem is that it seems useless to me. What if the secret is accidentally leaked?"

Mobile phones are the mobile phones of the future. They look like old people's phones, very thick and heavy. The battery alone probably accounts for a lot of the weight.

Ji Weiqing raised the corners of his lips slightly: "A cordless phone won't reveal secrets. He has a strong sense of self-esteem. You lent money to his father for medical treatment, and the only thank-you gift he could give was a cordless phone."

After He Jianjun paid off his medical bills this year, he planned to give out a thank-you gift. After much thought, he decided to give out a mobile phone with better functions.

My father can now work in the fields. Although he is not as strong as before, at least he can do things at home and is no longer dull. My mother can also go to the county town to find odd jobs to earn money, and life at home is gradually getting better.

His father was afraid of being a burden to him and his mother and had long wanted to die. If it weren't for Teacher Song lending money for his father's medical treatment, he might have lost his most beloved relative now. Who would lend hundreds or thousands of dollars to others without any relatives or friends? Only Teacher Song was willing to help him.

The mobile phone he gave to Teacher Song was the product of his hard work. Teacher Song helped him when he was in the most difficult time, and asked the tutor to give several students new clothes as work clothes to protect their sensitive self-esteem. He had never seen any unit whose work clothes were cotton coats, cotton pants and cotton shoes.

He had to repay this favor. To forget about it would be tantamount to being ungrateful.

Song Shixia understood what He Jianjun meant, but felt guilty about it. If he accepted someone's hard work for just a few hundred yuan, maybe he could develop a mobile phone by researching it a little more.

She has dozens of mobile phones in her room. She has a hobby of collecting. She will buy any new models of domestically produced Far Eastern and Fruit Machine. Each mobile phone has the highest configuration. There are also several tablets and laptops on her desk.

She didn't take it out because she didn't fully understand the level of technological development in this world. After spending a long time with Ji Weiqing, she began to have some idea.

Foreigners are already using mobile phones, and the Nokia system has taken shape. If nothing unexpected happens, mobile phones will become popular in mainland China next year.

Her brother had boasted to her a long time ago that he would give her a pager, but Song Shixia took one look at the pager and refused to accept the gift. It was hard to imagine having to hang a palm-sized thing on the waist to show off, and it was even more troublesome to operate.

A mobile phone is sold for four thousand US dollars abroad. The current exchange rate is 1:25. The price of a mobile phone can buy a car. Song Shixia also looks down on the mobile phone that is as cheap as a brick.

The mobile phones in movies and TV shows are very old-fashioned. Just imagine holding a mobile phone that is as heavy as a brick in your hand, so forget it.

Song Shixia was thinking about how to take out his first-generation fruit machine. The first-generation fruit machine was about the same size as He Jianjun's mobile phone and only one-third of the thickness.

There was no point in holding a cell phone by herself, and now that there was no Internet for her to surf the Internet, she did stock up on a lot of recipes and novels.

Song Shixia hadn't touched her phone for a long time. Every time she entered the space, she came and went in a hurry, for fear that she would be accidentally bumped into by the nanny and disappear in mid-air.

Tomorrow, Ji Weiqing and I will be alone at home, so I might as well find an opportunity to hand the phone to him and let him lead the students in research. He is also instructing He Jianjun on related topics anyway.

A wave of sleepiness came over Song Shixia, and she fell asleep holding her phone in a daze. She didn't realize that she had taken the phone out of the space.

Ji Weiqing was awake in the middle of the night because of the pain of a foreign object under his waist, as if someone had placed a dictionary under the mattress.

He reached out and grabbed the culprit, a small square board. He didn't understand how a foreign object could appear on the bed in the middle of the night, and looking at his wife's sleeping face, it was even less likely to be her work.

Ji Weiqing casually placed his cell phone on the bedside table and continued to fall asleep with his wife in his arms.

Song Shixia always felt like she had forgotten something until Ji Weiqing slowly woke up.

"A rectangular metal plate suddenly appeared on the bed in the middle of the night yesterday. Did they come in to take a nap again?"

Song Shixia finally realized what stupid thing he had done while half asleep and half awake.

She explained weakly, "I was wondering why I couldn't find it. Did you put it away for me?"

Ji Weiqing didn't even blink, he grabbed the phone from the bedside table and handed it to her.

"How come you are sometimes smart and sometimes clumsy."

Seeing his attitude, Song Shixia simply lay on his chest and started playing with her phone.

Ji Weiqing heard a strange noise in his dream. He opened his eyelids despite feeling sleepy.

"Don't make a fuss. I was kept awake by your little metal board until three o'clock last night."

Song Shixia was playing a single-player game of Candy Crush: "Aren't you curious about what it is?"

Ji Weiqing put one hand on her waist: "I guess it's a mirror."

Song Shixia had a bad idea and turned on the camera to take a photo with him with their heads close together.

"You're half right. Go back to sleep."

Ji Weiqing slept until nine o'clock and while brushing his teeth he finally realized something was wrong.

If it's a mirror, why does it make strange noises?

The nanny prepared breakfast and went out to buy groceries. Song Shixia was eating breakfast leisurely.

Ji Weiqing asked suspiciously: "Is that thing on the bed a mirror?"

Song Shixia swallowed the soy milk in his mouth.

"You finally reacted. I thought you were not going to ask me anymore."

Song Shixia unlocked the phone and handed it to him.

"Do you have any questions?"

Ji Weiqing lowered his head and fiddled with his mobile phone. Every function in the phone was a topic that his students were currently researching. Although his research directions diverged widely, scientific research has always been one family.

He didn't even bother to eat breakfast. "Is this what you're doing this morning?"

"I was playing Candy Crush, the one with the colorful icons."

Ji Weiqing accidentally opened the photo album and saw the "photo" of her and him.

He closed his eyes tightly, and she smiled like a flower.

Song Shixia tried to grab the phone back quickly, but failed as she forgot to take a photo.

"The photo doesn't look good, why don't you wake me up and take it again?"

"Who told you to be so blind? I called you twice."

Ji Weiqing was speechless. If he hadn't been unable to sleep last night due to the noise, he wouldn't have stayed in bed until nine o'clock.

Song Shixia clenched her fists with a guilty conscience: "You only have one chance."

Ji Weiqing put down his phone, and Song Shixia immediately sat up straight and waited to answer his question.

"Everyone has secrets. The more I know, the more dangerous it is to you. If the secret is too big, don't tell anyone else, including me."

Song Shixia moved to his side with sparkling eyes. She didn't expect that his first reaction was to ask her to protect herself.

"My secret is a little big, but I think I'm lucky. Unless you open my brain and dissect it, I'm sure there's nothing inside. That's my secret."

If space is in the head, then traveling through time and space cannot happen along with the soul.

But this is too abstruse and may involve the science of space. With Ji Weiqing's current ability, he probably can't figure it out.

As her bedmate, Ji Weiqing could sense her difference to some extent, but he believed more in what he saw with his own eyes. No matter who she was, it had always been her since they got married, and he only judged her by her actions, not her heart.

Ji Weiqing returned the phone to her.

"Put it away. Once items beyond the current technological level appear, it may bring trouble to you."

Song Shixia posed proudly, "The technology level of this phone is pretty good. Except for the chip, which we won't be able to catch up with in 30 years, all other components can be made domestically."

Seeing her fearless look, Ji Weiqing felt a rare headache.

"Listen, keep it."

Song Shixia slyly smiled: "I still have a computer forty years from now, do you want it?"

Ji Weiqing was hesitant and undecided.

Song Shixia was still tempting him: "No one else can enter your laboratory except students. Don't you want to keep it for research?"

Thinking of more intelligent remote computer control programs, he could roughly guess what the level would be like in forty years, but he still wanted to see it with his own eyes.

"Let me see."

Song Shixia was secretly delighted. If he let him study the principles of computers, would the Internet era come sooner?

Liang Hao and Wen Yan are the protagonists of the pre-collection. They have met each other and have heard of each other's names, but they don't know each other's experiences.

Wen Yan was reborn. In his previous life, he developed in H City and did not pay attention to the capital. He did not know Professor Ji, let alone Comrade Xiao Song.

Liang Hao traveled into the book to protect herself. She was a daughter who was taken away by mistake. It was also a story in H City and had no intersection with the capital's circle.