Huayu for engineering students

Chapter 169 At least there is you

All scientific research institutes are suffering from a talent shortage, and Mizuki cannot be alone. How to quickly cultivate their own talent echelon has always been the core issue of universities in this era.

Therefore, the school regards this project as an opportunity to train young teachers.

The scientists in Huaxia have long been accustomed to the gameplay of large projects, and this time the initiator was replaced by a more monstrous student.

It may be difficult for people in later generations to understand the difficulties faced by scientific research institutes and universities in this era.Shortage of funds, lack of talent, these are all clichés.

Even some capable people still face the problem of lack of experience, because the vast majority of teachers have never really engaged in scientific research work, and even most of them have the illusion that they can't start when facing the work.

Back then, the two bombs and one satellite were indeed successful, but it was a miracle created by integrating almost all top scientists in the country.However, apart from a few projects of national engineering, all scientific research institutes are lackluster. On a poor foundation, it is already a great success to be able to imitate them.

It can only be said that an era has a mission of an era, and looking beyond the era, there are often too many incomprehensions or even misunderstandings. Wang Xu only truly understands this in this era, even though he has experienced this era, but Still can't escape.

It’s no wonder that Time Traveling is defined as historical nihilism. In this era, making those achievements is already a remarkable thing.

It seems that the translation of theses can be used as an index for evaluating professors. Later generations of college students will find it funny when they read it, and even openly mock these translation professors on the Internet.

But in this era, when faced with the talent shortage that even top domestic universities like Mizuki, Wang Xu can't laugh anyway.If not for them, where are the students who can laugh at their instructors?

Wang Xu's plan can promote the construction of the teaching team in the department and meet his own small needs by the way, which is not too much.Therefore, looking at the few roommates who rushed out after a hasty lunch, Wang Xu felt that reading was very pleasant.

In fact, human beings are quite strange animals. When you adapt to a certain rhythm, you will feel accustomed to it, and sometimes even feel a little leisurely. Wang Xu felt this way during this period.

Reading books every day seems to have become a habit, and rushing to the show in the evening seems to be a rest. He even has the leisure to rearrange the songs he sings every day.

Studying step by step by myself, looking at the busy classmates, the evening symposium will not last long, and the tired roommates will quickly fall asleep.

"Did it be squeezed too hard? Fortunately, I didn't do it. I just started and mentioned it to the professor. This is good for them, it must be." Wang Xu frantically carried out his own psychological construction , and then accept everything frankly.

Regular days always go by quickly, half a month has passed in a blink of an eye, all kinds of materials required for project application have been basically prepared, and the roommates can finally have a day or two to spare.

As for Wang Xu, he finally found the girl he had been thinking about day and night.

This time, Wang Xu rented a car to pick him up, because Chen Jiaying also came along, Wang Xu suddenly felt that the motorcycle seemed a bit insufficient, maybe it was really time to buy a car.

Although he has always felt that buying a car now is a waste, those cars look ugly and expensive, so he has nothing to look at.But at least buy it now without lottery.

Wang Xu was waiting at the airport, and Wang Jinghua also came to welcome Sister Ying.Chen Jiaying often communicates with Wang Jinghua on the phone, so she is familiar with her. Fortunately, Sister Ying has many friends from all over the world, and she can pass Mandarin, so the communication between the two is smooth.

After coming and going, Wang Jinghua became acquainted with Chen Jiaying.Therefore, this time the pick-up was actually arranged by Wang Jinghua, and she had to go to Shuimu to pick up Wang Xu first, and then go to the airport to pick up the plane.

When Wang Fei appeared at the exit with two slender legs, Wang Xu immediately went up to meet her, and then the two hugged tightly. Wang Fei became famous, but most of them had only heard of her, but not many people. One really knows her.

This may be the last time Wang Xu hugged her at the airport so brazenly.In the future, it is estimated that he will have to get into the car in a hurry and leave quickly like the stars of later generations.

Wang Jinghua and Chen Jiaying took the same car, and they went to the hotel, while Wang Xu and Wang Fei went straight to the small courtyard, their old lair.

"A little skinny."

"Where is it?"

"My hand is sure."

"Hooligans."

Not too much tossing, more tenderness, Wang Fei was a little tired, curled up in Wang Xu's arms and chatted with Wang Xu casually.

Wang Fei's little hand touched Wang Xu's body lightly, with some rhythm, as if it was fun.Wang Xu felt a little itchy, reached out and grabbed the naughty hand, grabbed it in front of his eyes, faced the bright light, and looked carefully.

The concubine's hands were a bit skinny, with long, slender, fair, and soft fingers.The nails are well manicured, and the transparent nail polish has a slight luster, giving it a translucent beauty.

The palm is smooth and shiny, but there is a small mole on the palm, which destroys the flawless perfection, but adds a touch of vividness, giving people a more real feeling.

Wang Xu played with Wang Fei's hand carefully. Her hand was not small, but it could be completely wrapped in Wang Xu's palm, making her look petite and exquisite.

He stared at the mole on his palm, why did he seem to remember a song? Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Wang Fei say coquettishly:

"Sing me a song, I haven't heard you sing for a long time."

Oh, with this kind of voice again, Wang Xu almost transformed immediately.But soon he held back, firstly, he didn't want to make the girl too tired, and secondly, he wanted to satisfy the girl's little wish, who made him think of a song just now.

"I'm afraid it's too late, I want to hug you.

……

Until the vision becomes blurred, until we can't breathe, let us be inseparable.

……

I always remember where the mole on your palm is. "

Wang Xu sang softly and softly, as if he was just whispering, without Lin Yilian's affectionate style in his memory, and even the high notes were just floating in falsetto.

It was just so faintly, slowly, slowly dissipating in the silent night, filling the whole room with his soft singing voice.

Wang Fei listened quietly, raised her head slightly, stared blankly at Wang Xu, her eyes met.

The man in front of him seemed to have grown up a bit, but he didn't seem to have changed at all.His eyes are clear, but full of sparkle, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is contentment, warmth, love, and longing.

Wang Fei has been completely immersed in Wang Xu's singing, and only has this man in her eyes. She is really satisfied and happy, and feels that her travels outside suddenly have a home.

The harbor of the soul is here. At this moment, Wang Fei is extremely sure.

She belonged here, not in this place, not in this room, but in this embrace, a warm embrace.

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(Third update, a bit late, sorry, no more)

(End of this chapter)