I have special communication skills

Chapter 150
When Yang Mianmian went to see Professor Wilson for the first time, he was not in the laboratory. One of his assistants said he was in the kendo hall. She asked the address and rushed to the kendo hall with the pirates.

The place is not far away, and Yang Mianmian found it in a short while. As a Westerner, Professor Wilson doesn't like fencing but kendo. This made Yang Mianmian a little curious, and sat aside to watch.

The only sound heard in the audience was the slapping sound of the bamboo sword, which was as crisp as a slap in the face.

Speaking of which, since the master she worshiped who learned Wing Chun became pregnant, she has never learned any self-defense skills... and at the speed at which she got into trouble with her upper body, she should take advantage of this time to learn from a master while she is seeing a doctor.

I don't know if it is expensive to learn this... As a good boy who is diligent and frugal (stingy), Yang Mianmian's first reaction is always money.

After the round was over, Professor Wilson sat down not far from her, kept a safe distance, took out a pen and paper, and wrote, "Kevin told you?"

Kevin is Dr. Brown's name.

Yang Mianmian carefully recognized his scribbled English and nodded.

"Would you like to see the instrument?"

Yang Mianmian thought about it: "I want to see that meteorite again, the one with number 531."

The meteorite is actually a piece of worthless stone except for scientific research. Professor Wilson agreed without hesitation and took her to his laboratory to look at the stone.

Yang Mianmian picked up the stone and put it on his face, feeling as if he had applied balm to his temples, his head lightened: "It makes me feel very comfortable."

Professor Wilson showed a surprised look. Yang Mianmian didn't want to reveal too much, so she asked selectively: "Is your instrument related to the magnetic field?"

There are relationships.Although the magnetic field therapy instrument jointly researched by Professor Wilson and Dr. Brown was dismissed by many scientists as crooked and pseudoscience, Professor Wilson has specialized in magnetism for many years, but because of various rumors such as what crystals to wear There have long been rumors that what stones to wear during transshipment can help you sleep, and his research has always been ignored by people.

Not to mention that in China, this has always been combined with Feng Shui, and many people scoff at it.

So Yang Mianmian's sudden statement surprised him: "Why did you say that?"

Of course, Yang Mianmian couldn't say it was because I saw that its magnetic field line pattern matched the twisted pattern in my brain, so she could only vaguely say: "It's not that my ears are wrong, I just feel that my head is very uncomfortable, but This made me feel a little more comfortable.”

Professor Wilson pondered for a moment, and asked his assistant to cut a piece of meteorite for her, and polished it into a ring: "Then you take it and try it. If you feel better, I can try to adjust the magnetic field of the instrument to match this meteorite. Maybe it will help your condition."

Yang Mianmian agreed.

When Jing Chu came back, he saw her holding a dark ring and looking at it: "What is this?"

When Yang Mianmian explained the whole story, Jing Chu found it quite inconceivable. This kind of statement was beyond his usual scientific understanding: "So... miraculous?"

"I also find it a bit unbelievable. It sounds like a liar, but he is really a physicist." Yang Mianmian threw the stone in his hand, "Anyway, there is no loss if you try it. I will wear it for two days to see."

Having said that, Jing Chu was still very worried. Yang Mianmian promised to let Yang Xiaoyang observe the situation 24 hours a day, so he was a little relieved: "If there is no restraint, we will go to see a doctor immediately."

But thinking about the doctor's unacceptable suggestion, Jing Chu felt very delicate.

"You think too much, and at most it's useless. Do you think anyone wearing a crystal suddenly becomes smarter? The magnetic field on the stone is very weak." Yang Mianmian comforted him, "If you really want to take risks, then Just try that machine."

Jing Chu was very conservative: "Let's see the situation again."

Yang Mianmian was not careless about her body, so she decided to wait and see.

Wearing meteorites for a while will certainly not be effective. She has nothing to do, and she happens to be studying physics. She met a physicist, so she went to find Professor Wilson every three days. Professor Wilson dedicated most of his life to After studying magnetism, this time I encountered a case that was likely to be successful, so I was naturally very concerned. I wanted to call Yang Mianmian every day to record my feelings, just like doing experimental records.

This is of course impossible, but more communication is always right. When Dr. Brown went to the university to find Professor Wilson, he found that they, the old and the young, were playing kendo.

Brown: "..." What happened, why are you so familiar all of a sudden.

Yang Mianmian: "This is a very humorous old man." She originally thought that Professor Wilson should be a very strict and rigid old man, but unexpectedly, the old man is quite humorous and knowledgeable. Although communication is quite difficult, the fight is quite enjoyable.

For Professor Wilson, kendo is an amateur hobby, but unfortunately there are not many people who like to play it. Brown likes rugby and surfing. Some students like racing cars, playing the violin and boxing, but none of them like kendo as much as he does. Yes, except for the owner of the kendo gym and his disciples, Professor Wilson has been lonely for a long time.

Suddenly there is a genius little girl who studies physics and also likes kendo. It’s amazing to play with him. She can not only talk about kendo but also physics. He must have chased after her 40 years younger (just kidding).

But it is true at first sight.

Looking at Jing Chu, she knew that she had forgotten that she had to learn criminal psychology back then. After a long time, it would be very easy to prove who is the true love... Thinking of this world-renowned university of science and technology, he My heart moved slightly.

Still, it's too early.Jing Chu thought, if things were not arranged properly, Yang Mianmian would definitely not agree. The most important thing at the moment is to cure her hearing.

Half a month later, Yang Xiaoyang, who had been observing the distortion zone, screamed: "I can be sure that it has a moderating effect on your distortion! Although it is very small and you can't hear it if you don't think about it, it really has an effect. I suggest you give it a try."

Yang Mianmian weighed the pros and cons in his heart, and decided to give it a try, the risk was worth taking.

Jing Chu seemed worried, but he was indeed not an expert in this area. Both Yang Mianmian and Dr. Brown thought it was worth a try, so he agreed to it.

At the very beginning, of course, the intensity was adjusted to a very weak level. There were four sessions in total, and the treatment lasted for a month. After one month, the treatment ended.

Yang Xiaoyang opened the door representing hearing again, and suddenly, a buzzing sound rang in his mind, but compared with before, the intensity was indeed weakened.

And amidst the noise, her brain received a faint but familiar voice signal: "Lamb."

Yang Mianmian opened her closed eyes in a flash, she knew that Jing Chu was talking to her, she could feel the heat in her ears, but hearing the real voice in her ears, she almost wept with joy.

"I can hear a little bit, although it's only a little bit." She threw herself into his arms, obviously wanting to laugh, but who knew that she pulled her face and burst into tears.

Jing Chu's nervousness was no lower than hers. Hearing her words, his whole body felt lighter by ten catties. He breathed out a foul breath and hugged her tightly.

Doctor Brown and Professor Wilson couldn't hide their excitement.

And when Yang Mianmian fully recovered her hearing, it was already February of the following year. She took a plane back to China in the snowy winter, and felt that this trip was born from death, completely nirvana.

On the plane, Yang Mianmian buried her head in his arms: "It's so noisy..."

The world has returned to being noisy, there are many things that should be noisy, and the nonsense of the plane is not necessarily less: "︿(?︶?)︿I am a little bird~ No matter how I fly, I can't fly high︿(?︶ ?)︿"

In one sentence, it is judged to be a divine comedy party, but isn’t this a foreign plane, it can even sing Chinese songs, and it is also drunk.

Yang Mianmian was discussing the Chinese New Year with Jing Chu: "It's also winter vacation when I go back to school, I'll sell the vacation after school starts."

"Okay, Mianmian, my father has returned to China, we should visit him."

Yang Mianmian was still very curious about Jing Qin, so she readily agreed: "Okay, where are you going?"

Jing Qin didn't live in a mansion in Nancheng or the imperial capital when he returned to China. Every time he returned to China, he always returned to the old house in his hometown. Fortunately, the old house has been repaired many times and is suitable for living.

Jingqin's hometown is Qingshuitang, a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, which is completely different from the scenery in Nancheng. Yang Mianmian feels quiet when he arrives there.

"There is something that I can't say that doesn't suit me..." Yang Mianmian complained embarrassingly. She was born in a big city, and she always felt that her temperament was not suitable for this kind of misty and rainy Jiangnan water town.

Jing Chu held an umbrella and walked home with her arms around her. There was snow on the ground, and it creaked when she stepped on it. Yang Mianmian said, "The snow here is quite clean. It's rare that it can accumulate in the south."

They walked along the river, and there were buildings with white walls and black tiles on both sides. Yang Mianmian took a few glances and felt that even the characters of these houses were more gentle and lingering.

When passing a stone bridge, Jing Chu stopped and said, "That's our home over there, and this is the Bridge of Sadness, and that's where Chu Qingqing jumped off."

Qiao said, "Yes, I still remember her to this day."

Yang Mianmian saw that there was no one around, and couldn't help asking in a low voice, "How many years ago, do you still remember?"

"The town is so big. Everyone knows everyone. This is a big event. At that time, it was spread all over the city. How could I forget it?" After many years of hardships in the bridge, he sighed like an old man, "There used to be a lady from a rich family who came here. She jumped into the river and made an appointment to go together, but the man didn't come. Her family found him, and she plunged into it. However, she was the only one who jumped into the river these years. After a few minutes, I jumped down and never came up again. Fortunately, I caught it early, otherwise it would be swollen and ugly, but Qingqing is still very beautiful."

Even a bridge remembers the scene at that time so clearly, which shows how much trouble there was back then.

How can such a small town hide these scandals?Coupled with the exaggeration and utilization of caring people, everyone at home and abroad knew about it at that time, and it was a rare romantic news.

Jing Chu didn't say much, took her hand and walked to his house, there was a sign on the wall beside the door: Jing's House.

It was the old housekeeper who answered the door, and he didn't care about the young master, so he called Jing Chu by his name directly: "Ah Chu brought the young wife back."

"Uncle Ying, don't make trouble, our family is thin-skinned." Jing Chu didn't let the old man take an umbrella, and dragged Yang Mianmian into the house, and Uncle Ying brought over hot tea: "It's cold outside, I'm going to drink tea today." Soup, you should drink more."

"Definitely." Jing Chu took off Yang Mianmian's outer coat and hung it up, "Where is my dad?"

"I just took the medicine. My husband has been in poor health for the past two years, but I have to come here because the winter here is cold." Uncle Ying sighed.

Yang Mianmian felt the same way: "The cold in the south is freezing to the bone, it's damp and cold, and there's no heating."

"Is it cold, little girl? I'll turn up the air conditioner for you a few degrees."

"It's not cold." Jing Chu held Yang Mianmian's hand all the time, it was unbearably warm.

Jing Chu was also casual: "Then we'll go again later, whether you're tired or not, let's take a rest."

"Not tired." She shook her head.

Uncle Ying looked at the sky: "It will snow soon, go to sleep for a while, and then you can eat when you get up."

Jing Chu took Yang Mianmian back to his room to rest. Although this was his hometown, he didn't come to live much. He spent most of his days living in the capital with Bai Xiangxue. This place was more like Jing Qin's obsession.

(End of this chapter)