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Chapter 94 Helpless
Chapter 94

"Today is the first test, right?"

Nie Fuyao glanced at the clock on the wall. Time flew by so fast, and it was almost New Year's Day in a blink of an eye.

"Have you considered it?" Professor Cheng pushed up his glasses, "I think you didn't seem to have this intention before."

"I can't help it. I'm too busy. There are some small things that students need to do." Nie Fuyao sighed, "These three students of yours are a bit unorganized. They just want the diploma, right?"

Professor Cheng cannot argue with this. This is the general trend today.

Even if there are students who want to devote themselves to scientific research, they may be blocked by their talents.

"Being your student is probably the most tiring thing."

Professor Cheng said it euphemistically.

Not to mention the students, even he, the old professor, was whipped by Nie Fuyao.

It’s been several years since I lit a lamp and boiled oil to do research.

I have done some research before, but I didn’t work so hard. After all, my energy is not as good as before, and time is not forgiving.

Nie Fuyao was slightly startled, and then said angrily, "I think it's pretty good."

"Haha..." Professor Cheng couldn't stop laughing, "Okay, just say yes."

Then he sighed with emotion: "If young people are like you, those of us in the older generation can live our old age with peace of mind."

"There is no need to be so pessimistic. Society is composed of countless types of jobs. Each one performs its own duties. Every position must work hard to develop."

Professor Cheng nodded, "What kind of students do you want?"

"Those who are talented, able to endure hardships, have firm beliefs, and have good character." She stated her request and said with a smile: "After all, the students who will follow me next year will participate in the research and development of photonic chips. , you must be careful in your selection.”

"Yes, yes, you are right." Professor Cheng muttered repeatedly, "This cannot be ignored."

At noon, Nie Fuyao put on her down jacket, put on her mask, and walked out of the laboratory.

The white snow boots made a squeaking sound when stepping on the snow, which was inexplicably pleasant.

Occasionally, sparrows would fall on the branches. The snow that was already crumbling on the branches would rustle down, making the sparrows fly up in an instant.

After a while, it circled and fell down again, chirping.

This is a rare bird call that can be heard in winter.

There are other birds as well, but they are not so numerous and not so common.

Most of them are on trees in the school with less traffic, but sparrows are not very shy about humans.

When I came to the canteen, I found Qu Ling who was preparing a meal.

There was a bowl of steaming hot Malatang in front of her. There wasn't a lot of chili in it, but a lot of sesame paste.

"Hurry up, I'll give you the fish ball soup while it's hot."

"There are not many people in the cafeteria today." After Nie Fuyao sat down, he took a sip of soup to dispel the cold air around his body.

"It's the weekend." Qu Ling breathed out from the heat, "Many people go out to buy food and some go shopping."

"You didn't go?"

"I'm too lazy to move, so I might as well stay in the dormitory and play games." Qu Ling is more or less a homebody.

Seeing the clothes she was wearing, Nie Fuyao was convinced, "Are you really not cold?"

"Winter in Beijing is relatively warm. Our family usually gets minus 50 degrees Celsius in winter, and the coldest time can be over minus [-] degrees Celsius. Now it's just below zero."

Nie Fuyao: "..."

Okay, she has no temper.

The dormitory has already been heated, and the indoor temperature is about 22 degrees. You must wear single clothes in the house.

Nie Fuyao and Qu Ling dispersed at the entrance of the cafeteria. One went back to the dormitory for a lunch break, and the other went to the laboratory to continue working.

On the way, they saw Chu Fan and Song Zhi coming towards them.

"Fuyao." The two waved to greet her.

"Why are you here?"

"We went out to eat and just came back." The two of them walked through the northwest gate, "Going to the laboratory?"

"Well, I won't talk to you anymore, see you later." He said and left.

Song Zhi wore a black woolen coat, covering his slender and straight body, and looked back at Nie Fuyao as he walked away.

“If I wear thick clothes in winter, I don’t feel so thin anymore.”

Chu Fan smiled and said: "My misconception is that I am still very thin. My legs are not much thicker than a bamboo pole."

The two of them walked towards Chu Fan's bedroom while chatting.

"How is the situation at your home?" I heard before that the Song family was a little uneasy.

Song Zhi looked at the sky in the distance. It was gray. It was likely that it would snow again later today.

"It's all a small friction, it doesn't affect me."

"I'm not saying that, aside from other factors, Sister Ting is still a good person."

"Some factors exist in fact and cannot be thrown away." Song Zhi exhaled a white breath and continued: "I can't be her safe haven. Her feelings are too heavy. I can't bear it and I don't want to."

Chu Fan patted his shoulder sympathetically, "What's your attitude, old man?"

"His attitude doesn't matter. My parents can't pass this test." Song Zhi is not worried about this kind of thing. As he grows older, he rarely goes to his old house.

Lin Yueting was afraid of Mother Song, let alone finding her home.

Therefore, most of the time she would go to the company to block people, which made Song Zhi quite irritated.

But when it comes to getting angry at the other party, Song Zhi can't do it.

She didn't ask for love, and she didn't do anything excessive. She just watched quietly. What could she do?
scold?
Song Zhi's upbringing prevented him from doing such an extreme thing.

"I told the front desk not to let people into the company before."

"Then what?" Chu Fan didn't think Lin Yueting would give up.

"She waited in the lobby until I got off work without saying a word." Song Zhi's tone was full of helplessness.

Chu Fan was inevitably a little gloating, "What are you going to do?"

"What can I do? Hide." Those who can't be beaten can't be scolded, so they have no other choice but to hide.

"You..." Chu Fan felt a little pity for him, "You really don't like her?"

"Changing places." Song Zhi rolled his eyes at him, "What would you do if your father adopted the daughter of his first love and wanted you to get married?"

"Of course I'll fight back." Chu Fan didn't even pause, "Does the old lady know?"

Song Zhi nodded, "The two of them have been inseparable for a long time. They usually don't interfere with each other. It's just that life is coming to an end. In order not to embarrass our children, we have to make do with it."

"This is really difficult to handle." Chu Fan frowned, "If Sister Ting is the kind who cries and makes trouble, it would be easy to solve. In a situation like hers, there is really nothing we can do."

Song Zhi nodded and asked what he was talking about.

"So, first love is just like a fly's excrement. Either we get together despite all the difficulties, or we forget each other." Chu Fan didn't know how to comfort him, "Many years later, if you come to disturb other people's families again, immoral."

The old lady was also very powerful, and she sent her granddaughter to Mr. Song to raise her without any care.

Even before death, people are troubled.

"The death of Sister Ting's parents back then was really that simple?"

The two stopped in a sheltered place next to the dormitory building.

Song Zhidao: "Her mother dragged her husband and jumped off the building. I have investigated before and found that her father actually did it voluntarily."

Chu Fan: "...voluntary?"

Okay, my eyes are popping.

(End of this chapter)