I am devoted to scientific research, but you want to trick me into having a love relationship?

Chapter 667 Kong Xianbo: Deadly Hand, Why Be a Jerk?
Regarding Wang Wei and his colleagues' request to work overtime.

Xu Qingzhou nodded in agreement. After all, this was a major discovery, and he could understand Wang Wei and his team's eagerness.

It's like a treasure placed in front of everyone; what decent person could resist it?

He will have to work overtime this weekend to quickly organize the data on quantum dot composite materials.

After spending half an hour in the lab confirming the details of the experiment with Wang Wei and others, Xu Qingzhou didn't stay there any longer.

Although Professor Zhao Shengwen and Zheng Xu are conducting battery experiments, they have now begun to work on fusion experiments. During this period, they visited the Institute of Plasma Physics with Academician Ren Nan to participate in discussions on superconducting magnets and fusion technology.

Xu Qingzhou sat in his office until 6 p.m., when Song Yao sent him a message. He then went to the cafeteria for a quick meal and returned to his office to continue his calculations.

the other side.

After sending a message to Xu Qingzhou, Song Yao walked straight towards the school gate, as she had arranged to meet her two roommates that evening.

From a distance, I could see two girls whispering to each other.

Zhang Qiong and Teng Xiaojuan.

Zhang Qiong was accepted into Peking University for postgraduate studies and often went shopping with Song Yao. Zhong Ruotong took the civil service exam in a county in Shandong Province, while Teng Xiaojuan was pursuing her postgraduate studies at Jinling University in Shanghai. Teng Xiaojuan came back to Beijing for a visit, so we decided to have a meal together.

"Xiaoyao."

Zhang Qiong waved her hand in acknowledgment.

Compared to three years ago, Teng Xiaojuan has changed a lot. To be precise, she dresses more and more simply, wearing simple jeans and a sweatshirt, unlike when we first met in freshman year, when she wore shorts and a sports top and looked incredibly cool.

"I've already reserved a seat."

Zhang Qiong said regretfully, "It's a pity Ruotong isn't here."

"She's probably still working overtime right now."

Teng Xiaojuan smiled.

Everyone says that being a civil servant is great, but in some places at the grassroots level, people are really exhausted every day and have to work overtime every day.

The only advantage might be its stability.

Why didn't you call your Professor Xu over?

"He has a job."

"Yeah, it's such a big research institute. Let me tell you, I've been dieting for a week, just so we can have a good meal together today."

"I'm talking," Teng Xiaojuan said, patting her belly.

"You're not fat."

"You've gained weight around your stomach."

"It's good for girls to have some belly fat; it helps protect the uterus."

The three girls chatted and laughed as they walked towards Changchun Garden. Like the girls in Dorm 101, they often gathered here for meals.

A Cantonese restaurant.

The three people sat down.

Teng Xiaojuan turned to look at the aloof girl opposite her and said with some envy, "Xiaoyao, your skin seems to have improved a lot since I last had time for you."

"Yeah."

Zhang Qiong nodded in agreement: "Your complexion is much better than when I last saw you."

"I've been getting plenty of rest lately."

Song Yao's expression was a little strange. She could only make up a reason and looked away, feeling somewhat guilty.

Maybe applying something to Xu Qingzhou's skin really helps with blood circulation?
This reminded her of the madness of last night.

Her fingers tightened around the cup; the thought of that scoundrel at home made her hands itch.

She finally understood the biggest lie between husband and wife—that calling your husband means you can rest.

The word "husband" can increase attack speed.

"Managing a company and having to write a graduation thesis, just thinking about it makes me tired."

Teng Xiaojuan sighed from the side.

"It wasn't tiring, and it was quite interesting."

Song Yao really enjoys her current life; it's challenging. As for whether she's tired, she added in her mind, "Not as tired as being talked back to last night."

Zhang Qiong rested her chin on her hand and said, "In your world of geniuses, writing a thesis is probably the easiest thing."

"Your paper is finished."

Song Yao told Zhang Qiong that when they went shopping last time, Zhang Qiong mentioned that she was writing a thesis and hoped to publish it in a Q2 journal.

"Not yet. They called it back again."

At this point, the owner started serving the dishes.

Zhang Qiong took photos with the two girls while they were sitting at the dining table. "We have to post this on WeChat Moments," she said. Song Yao casually took two photos and sent them to Xu Qingzhou.

After Zhang Qiong finished posting, she turned around and saw Teng Xiaojuan sipping her tea without making any move. "Xiaojuan, you haven't posted on WeChat Moments in ages."

"I don't feel like there's anything good to post."

Teng Xiaojuan smiled and said helplessly.

"Me too, but I still want to make a simple record of it."

The three girls toasted each other with tea instead of alcohol, chatting about gossip from their undergraduate days or complaining about their colleagues.

I left the store at 8 p.m.

Doorway.

Aren't they cold?

"It's nice to be young."

Looking at the little girl in the miniskirt by the roadside, Zhang Qiong sighed again. Before she knew it, they were already senior students.

Unlike these younger female students, who are dressed up in fancy clothes.

Song Yao also breathed a small sigh of relief. Although it was mid-April, the temperature had dropped these past few days, and it was incredibly cold at night.

Teng Xiaojuan laughed: "We're all senior students, how can we compare to these eighteen or nineteen-year-old juniors?"

"Too."

"Okay, I'm going back now. Let's meet up again next time."

Teng Xiaojuan waved her hand.

"Goodbye."

"See you next time."

Soon, Teng Xiaojuan was left alone at the school gate. As her gaze swept over the various college students around her, she suddenly felt a sense of how time flies.

The original four people.

Zhong Ruotong has been working as a corporate slave for two years. She and Zhang Qiong are pursuing master's degrees, and the other is about to graduate with a doctorate.

Goodness, everyone says you'll feel the gap between classmates a few years after graduation, but we haven't even graduated yet and the gap is already there, and it's a crushing one at that.

Of course, her relationship with Zhang Qiong is normal, but Xiao Yao and Xu Qingzhou are the exception.

The scene of her first meeting with the two men involuntarily flashed into her mind.

Xu Qingzhou brought Song Yao to her dormitory at that time.

We're still just friends.

Thinking of this, Teng Xiaojuan smiled softly and decided to stroll around the school for a while.

Meanwhile, inside the rented room.

"Xu Zhengyang, that Moriguchi, we agreed to have dinner together."

Kong Xianbo slurped his instant noodles, secretly looking down on Xu Zhengyang, and then idly scrolled through his phone.

"Shut up~"

As if he had seen something, he slurped up the noodles in one go.

"Did she post it on her WeChat Moments?"

“Zhang Qiong and Song Yao.”

Kong Xianbo nodded at Teng Xiaojuan's post on WeChat Moments, looked at it for a while, and then couldn't help but open her WeChat.

Although the two broke up, they didn't harbor any deep resentment and still kept in touch.

If he remembered correctly, this was Teng Xiaojuan's first post on WeChat Moments in several months.

She is currently in Kyoto.

Kong Xianbo took a sip of instant noodle soup and typed rapidly, "Want to meet up?"

Click Send.

"No way, am I crazy? Why would I bother someone after we've already broken up!"

Kong Xianbo wanted to slap himself for bothering his ex-girlfriend when he had nothing better to do. But after not seeing her for more than two years, he actually missed her a little.

But why did they break up?

Yes, their career plans are different. Also...
"I almost forgot, we need to backtrack right away!"

He silently thought to himself, "Since we've broken up, let's just wish each other well."

However, before Kong Xianbo could even click "retract," a single word appeared next to Teng Xiaojuan's profile picture—"Okay."

(End of this chapter)