The night before the college entrance exam results were released, I redeemed my Peking University ad

"Site 7?"

"Orders from above?"

Ji Bai's voice was still a little dazed, as if he was struggling to process those words.

"Oh...then you should contact Secretary Li and have him arrange a time."

Secretary Li.

It's that wretched Secretary Li again!

Upon hearing those three words, Qin Ye's anger, which he had just suppressed, suddenly flared up again.

Still need to schedule a time?

We've been waiting at the door for almost four hours!

"Ji Bai, we've arrived at the research institute's entrance. We're right there now, please come and see us!"

"Of course, I know this may have disturbed your sweet dreams, and may even have disturbed the person beside you. I apologize in advance."

"I know that your rest is important, your time is precious, your work is very busy, and you were very tired last night."

"We've been traveling all night, waiting since dawn. We don't deserve for you to get up a minute earlier. Why don't you go back to sleep?"

"We promise to be quiet and won't disturb you."

Ji Bai laughed when he heard this.

This girl speaks her mind directly; who is she indirectly insulting?

The old Yin-Yang master belongs to that category.

However, they said they came under orders from their superiors, and since they were already at the door, it wouldn't be appropriate to refuse to see them.

"Alright, then wait for me for twenty... no, thirty minutes."

What?

Another half hour?

Qin took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice steady:

"Ji Bai, may I ask... what do you need to do that will take thirty minutes?"

"I need to poop!"

"Well……"

Qin was stunned.

She imagined a million possible responses from the other person.

For example, "I'll tidy up," "I'll take a shower," or "I'll have breakfast."

But she never expected to receive such a simple, unadorned, and soul-stirring answer.

shit.

How could she possibly refute that?

You can't stop people from taking a dump, can you?

"But……"

Qin opened his mouth, but his voice was incoherent: "Taking a...poop...it shouldn't take more than half an hour, right?"

On the other end of the phone, Ji Bai's lazy laughter came through:

"Hehe, you don't have a boyfriend yet, do you?"

Qin Ye's face flushed red instantly:

"Why are you asking this?!"

"You'll understand when you have a boyfriend; half an hour will be considered fast."

After saying that, Ji Bai hung up the phone.

Qin stood there, holding his phone, completely stunned.

"You'll understand once you have a boyfriend... Half an hour is considered fast..."

She subconsciously repeated it, but the more she thought about it, the more off it seemed.

That bastard is saying...

Qin Ye's face turned even redder, as if it had been washed with chili water.

She, a 26-year-old major with a doctorate, was actually harassed in public by a 19-year-old brat?

Seeing this, Director Lu quickly came over and asked, "Xiao Qin, have you made contact? What did you say?"

Qin also came to her senses and tried to make her expression normal, but there was still an indescribable awkwardness in her voice:

"Uh... Ji Bai got up, and he said... we should wait another thirty minutes."

"You're up?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd first stirred, then their faces showed expressions of relief.

But when they heard the second half of the sentence, they were all dumbfounded.

"What?"

"Another thirty minutes?"

"Isn't he already up? What else does he need to do?"

"Isn't this a bit too much? We've been waiting all morning, what's another half hour? Can't we just have him come out and meet us directly?"

"Exactly! Thirty minutes is enough time for me to debug the whole set of equipment!"

"What exactly is he trying to do?"

Everyone looked at Qin Ye.

Qin pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and said, word by word, with an extremely complex expression:

He said... he needed to poop.

shit?

The air suddenly became quiet.

Lu Weiguo: "..."

Liu Guodong: "..."

Zhou Yongqiang: "..."

Chen Zhe: "..."

Everyone: "..."

A morning breeze swept by, stirring up a few fallen leaves on the ground.

After an unknown amount of time, someone in the crowd whispered:

"That's a pretty solid reason."

"puff--"

I don't know who couldn't hold back and burst out laughing first.

"Hahahaha, I fucking... need to poop! He said he needs to poop!"

"So, the biggest obstacle we all faced after traveling all this way wasn't a technical problem, but Ji Shen's intestinal motility!"

"What can we do? Just wait! We can't stop people from taking a dump!"

"Thirty minutes... Ji Shen's squatting skills are god-level!"

Director Lu shook his head helplessly, and after a long pause, he managed to utter a sentence:

"Then let's wait a little longer, thirty minutes... it'll be over soon."

As he said this, the corners of his mouth were twitching.

Chen Zhe, a key research member of the institute, plopped back down on the steps, took off his glasses, breathed on them, and slowly wiped them with the corner of his shirt, but his mouth couldn't stop talking:

"Let me break down the timeline for you. Last night at 11 p.m., we arrived in Fucheng, and Ji Shen was conducting 'important research'."

"We're here to block the door at six this morning, but Ji Shen is catching up on sleep."

"At 9:40 a.m., we finally woke him up. Ji Shen said he needed to take a dump."

Chen Zhe put his glasses back on, looked around, and his expression became serious:

"So, as of now, we've been in Fucheng for twelve hours and haven't met Ji Shen for a single minute, but we've already waited for him to go on a date, sleep, and take a dump."

"I just want to ask, what's the next activity? Eating? Drinking? Or playing games?"

"Stop talking."

Liu Guodong replied in a low voice, "The more you talk, the more I feel like I'm not here to report on work, but to participate in the filming of Ji Shen's life documentary."

The others also started talking all at once, as if they were discussing some major research project.

"Do you think Ji Shen will fall asleep halfway through his poop in these thirty minutes?"

"Really? That's incredibly carefree; someone could fall asleep on the toilet."

"What do you know? The real masters are either taking a dump in the lab or conducting experiments while taking a dump."

"Maybe they're just sitting in the toilet right now and they'll casually solve one of our projects."

"Ha, if that's really the case, I'd rather hand him a tissue at the door than wait thirty minutes!"

"Dream on! You think you can just hand out tissues?"

"That's true, their security level is even higher than our station chief's."

"Don't drag me into this!"

Director Lu glared at the person who spoke, clearly annoyed.

The crowd burst into laughter.

Qin sat on the far side, listening to the old hands in the institute teasing each other, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

She actually wanted to laugh too.

But her pride wouldn't allow her to laugh.

So she could only purse her lips tightly, hug her arms, and try her best to maintain an expression that said, "I'm cold, don't mess with me."

But the more this happened, the more strangely the annoyance in my heart turned into something else.

She has met too many important people.

The higher the rank of a leader, the more they value time and efficiency.

On the contrary, it is some half-baked people who like to use being late and procrastinating to show their importance.

But what about Ji Bai?

He doesn't seem to be either!

They told her directly over the phone that they needed to take a dump.

shit!

These two words made Qin feel that all the emotions he had been holding back since last night—resentment, disdain, dissatisfaction, and indignation—felt like punching a ball of cotton!

No, it hit a bunch of... indescribable things!

what!

Nausea!

Qin gritted his teeth so hard they were practically spitting out a loud crack.

asshole.

That kid is such a bastard!

……

Our gaze falls upon Ji Bai's bedroom.

Ji Bai put down his phone, rubbed his face, and looked at the pillow.

On the bed…