Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

After going through the formalities, Qinger became the guide.

"Princeton has a history of three hundred years. Most of the buildings are in the post-Gothic style and have a sense of history." Qinger smiled at the teenagers around him. "You will like it here."

"Huh." A Yao smiled slightly and asked curiously, "Sister Qing'er, where do you usually take classes? Where is your laboratory?"

Qinger immediately came to express interest: "I usually work in the School of Physics, and the laboratory is over there. It is not far from your law school. Go, let me take you to see and see."

A Yao smiled slightly: "Okay."

At the beginning of school, the school is busy, but the School of Physics is a bit deserted, probably because most of these future scientists are immersed in their own world. Qing'er, who was familiar with the way, brought Ayao to his laboratory and couldn't help telling him about his research content and direction.

"... Wait another half a year for our laboratory to use the latest large particle collider!" she said expectantly.

A Yao looked at her intently, her eyes almost greedy.

He knew that Sister Qing'er was a child who was curious about the world from an early age. When she was an undergraduate, she took almost all natural sciences. She didn't specialize in theoretical physics until her doctorate. In comparison, the major he chose is more practical, completely for the future preparation of his entry into politics.

In his impression, the children from their family seem to be the only ones who are purely addicted to academics and knowledge, and they don’t care about fame and fortune. She never cared about the attribution of the great interests of Ji Family. For her, as long as the money is enough, unless she can't eat, she may not be willing to spend any effort on anything that has nothing to do with her academics and research.

Talking about the career she loves, she is glowing all over, and her beautiful eyes are shining brightly.

Qinger said for a long time, but did not get any response, could not help but ask: "A Yao, do you know what is a large particle collider? ... In other words, in your years at the military academy, the grades in the cultural class did not fall. Right?"

She suddenly worried about the kid's cultural qualities.

A Yao stunned, and said with a smile: "Of course I know. Sister Qing'er, the progress of basic physics depends on you. Also, when I was in military school for a few years, my dad invited me several teachers to make up for me. , So you don’t have to worry about my cultural grades. Otherwise, I won’t be able to get a offer from Princeton."

"It's the same thing." Qing'er patted his shoulder. "You're going to take Uncle Jiang's mantle in the future. You can't keep up with cultural literacy. Do you want to study hard to know?"

He blinked and nodded, "Know."

In fact, A Yao is not interested in politics, or, in fact, he is not interested in anything, even though his talent is very high, his performance in all aspects has not been outstanding, but it is just the degree of being able to deal with the diplomatic generation. Dissatisfied, so he is extremely strict with him, but A Yao does not intend to change.

If he had to let him know the interests and goals of this life... At present, there are probably only women in front of him.

So, as long as it is what she wants him to do, he will do his best.

Qing'er was very satisfied with his obedient and obedient, smiled and dragged his sleeve and said: "Go, I will take you to look elsewhere."