Movie King Dad, your daughter came to you from the countryside.

Chapter 85 Precocious
Chapter 85

"Where's Professor Nie?"

Zhao Yuxin asked curiously, "What do Professor Nie think about his future partner?"

"..." Nie Fuyao looked down at the walnut bag in his hand and said, "I am new to this year. I don't think about such long-term things in a hurry, and I prefer to do experiments than my other half."

Zhao Yuxin pursed her lips and said no more on this topic.

not on purpose.

In fact, Professor Nie always made her ignore the other person's age.

Although he is eight or nine years younger than her, he always gives people the feeling of "elder".

At this time, Zhao Yuxin would feel ashamed that she was still "pretending to be young" despite her age.

After finishing breakfast, Nie Fuyao and Professor Cheng got together and continued to talk obscure words.

As for Feng Zhan, it didn't even appear in her mind at this time.

During this time, all her energy and time were devoted to work.

Even in her previous life, she often spent so much time forgetting to eat and sleep like this.

It's not that her moral character is noble, it's just that she loves her profession.

To put it bluntly, she is no different from those who are addicted to the Internet all night long.

It's just that her work is "great" in the eyes of many people.

When she was busy, not to mention Feng Zhan, even her parents in her previous life were excluded.

In the middle of the morning, it rained in Beijing, dispelling the dryness of autumn.

Near noon, Feng Zhan held an umbrella in one hand and came to the door of the laboratory carrying a large food box.

Knocking lightly on the door, someone opened it soon.

"...Professor Feng?" Liu Huifeng looked back at the two professors and whispered, "Are you okay?"

Feng Zhan handed him the food box, "Lunch prepared for the two professors."

"Then I..."

"No need to disturb them, I'm leaving first."

"Oh!" Liu Huifeng put the food box on the table by the window. It was quite heavy.

At about 11:30, the three of them were preparing to go to the cafeteria.

Liu Huifeng greeted Nie Fuyao, "Professor Nie, the lunch sent by Professor Feng is for you and Professor Cheng."

Nie Fuyao glanced at it and nodded, "Thank you, go ahead."

There was still something unfinished. After the three people left, the two of them worked for another half an hour before it was over.

"Professor Cheng, let's come together."

She stepped forward and opened the thermos box.

Professor Cheng came up and saw the two large lobsters on the top floor. He said, "This is not the food in our school cafeteria."

The second layer is steamed short ribs with beautiful color, neatly stacked around the plate, with milky white fish balls in the middle.

The third layer is a portion of lettuce mixed with scallion oil, and the bottom is rice with distinct grains.

Professor Cheng sat down next to him and said, "Then I'll join you at noon to get some exposure."

"Professor Feng sent it. It's obviously for two people, not my light." Her smiling eyes were like two crescent moons.

Very cute.

Professor Cheng smiled kindly and said, "Yes, you are still a child, and you acted too mature before."

"You've never seen anyone who matures precociously?"

"I've seen it before. I went to the youth class of Anseong University of Science and Technology two years ago. The children there are all precocious and have a huge amount of knowledge. I can't even accept it. When I was that age, there was a lot of difference between them. That was all Some good seeds."

Nie Fuyao smiled and said: "As you said, it is a juvenile class. There are only three juvenile classes in the country. The total enrollment nationwide is only 300 students every year. Each of them is a rare genius boy."

"Yes." Professor Cheng nodded, "I am also optimistic about you. I had a private chat with Lao Ye and others before, and we all wanted to see when you could become an academician." "Is it difficult?" She was a little curious.

Professor Cheng nodded, "It's difficult, but I believe it's not difficult for you."

"You really think highly of me."

"Hey, you kid, my old man is already listening to your orders, doesn't he think he respects you?"

During this period of working together, the two felt like they had been friends for years.

"Didn't you say you wanted to develop photonic chips before? We old guys have decided privately. As long as we have an idea, we will jointly recommend you to join the ranks of academicians."

"Then I have to work hard, I won't embarrass you."

"Hey, that's right. Eat quickly, eat quickly, and let's continue after eating."

**
"Canglan, what are you looking at?" Nie Zhentang came forward.

Nie Canglan raised his phone in front of the old man and said, "I'm searching for Sister Fuyao's information on the Internet."

When the old man sat down next to her, he said with a longing expression: "Grandpa, Sister Fuyao is really amazing. I have set her as my goal."

"That's right." The old man smiled from ear to ear and rubbed Nie Canglan's soft hair, "Then we will have two scientists in our family in the future."

The pretty young boy pursed his lips and suppressed a smile, "When I was a kid, I thought about becoming a big star."

It's a pity that he is disabled.

"It's okay to be anything, as long as it's what you like. Whether it's a big star or a scientist, as long as you face the job with a sincere attitude, you are worthy of recognition. After all, there is no distinction between high and low professions, and small people also have their shining points."

The old man likes this child very much. He is so well-behaved and sensible that it makes people feel heartbroken.

He and Fuyao are almost two different personalities.

It may be that his legs are not good enough to walk, but Nie Canglan's personality is particularly sensitive, and it is difficult to accept other people's teasing and strange looks.

And what about Fuyao?

When faced with overwhelming negative comments, I was still able to straighten my spine and rebut with reason, leaving people speechless.

"Canglan, you still have a long life, never give up on yourself, just like your sister, she didn't give up on herself either."

Nie Canglan squeezed the phone tightly and nodded gently, "Grandpa, I will work hard."

"Good boy."

He looked up at the old man and said, "Sister Fuyao hasn't been back for a long time."

"She is a professor now and will be busy with work until the end of the year. What, do you miss her?"

"Yeah!" He liked Nie Fuyao's sister very much.

Compared to the strange or cautious looks in other people's eyes when they faced him, Sister Fuyao behaved very normally.

It was as if he was an ordinary child, not a cripple.

The feeling of relief that welled up from the bottom of my heart had not been felt for many years.

He liked his grandfather very much, but at the same time, it was particularly painful when he was with him.

Every time he saw his grandfather's distressed and cautious eyes, an emotion he couldn't express, it always put him on the edge of collapse.

He hoped that his grandfather would treat him as a healthy child instead of over-protecting him.

This kind of over-protection reminds him all the time that he is a useless person.

"Where's grandma?"

"Knit a sweater." The old man pointed upstairs, "It's almost winter, and the winter in the capital is very cold. She wants to knit a sweater for you two."

Nie Canglan's eyes were bright, and a pair of small pear dimples appeared, "Grandma is so amazing."

The old man chuckled and said, "Grandpa secretly told you that your grandma has never knitted before, so don't worry about sweaters. This weekend, you and I will buy a few pieces and wait for your grandma's clothes to be worn. Keep them and freeze to death." .”

Nie Canglan: "..."

(End of this chapter)