I was exposed for adding my female boss to my group of female friends.

—That's what Lu Ai'ai used to think.

She believed she could distinguish well between literary rhetoric and precise description.

Two weeks ago, she thought that "heartache," "deep sorrow," and "heart-wrenching pain" were all literary rhetoric.

Until she saw Chen Ya kissing that woman.

At that moment, she was truly heartbroken.

Looking at this kiwi fruit shaped like Chen Ya's head, she felt "heartbroken" and "deeply saddened".

It's a genuine feeling, not literary rhetoric.

“I spoke to him on the phone a few days ago,” Lu Aiai said to Yan Yiting with her hands on her lap, her tone indifferent. “I told him we shouldn’t see each other anymore.”

Yan Yiting decided to respect her choice: "Making up early might be a good thing for you."

“But it hasn’t healed yet,” Lu Aiai said, touching her chest. “In fact, it feels like it’s been drained.”

"...This is also a normal phenomenon."

"I thought it wouldn't hurt anymore." Lu Aiai turned to look at Yan Yiting. "Hey, Yiting, how can I stop the pain?"

Yan Yiting rubbed her forehead: "There's nothing we can do but wait for the great treatment."

"How long will it take? If it takes a lifetime, won't the pain last forever?"

"It shouldn't be that long..." Yan Yiting was a little unsure of herself when facing Lu Aiai.

“Sigh…” Lu Ai’ai frowned and sighed softly.

Yan Yiting finally couldn't hold back any longer. She grabbed the kiwi on the table, put it on a plate, and chopped it in half with a small fruit knife.

"If you can't stand it, just eat it! You get half, I'll take half!"

Lu Aiai stared at the severed head... no, the kiwi, and suddenly shuddered.

"Good news, good news!"

Yang Changshuo suddenly walked in, waving a stack of papers. He was stunned when he saw Yan Yiting, whose mouth still had green juice on it.

"Yiting, you're here too? Perfect timing. Bai Yujing is free this afternoon. I contacted him, and he said he can come over this afternoon."

"Hmm." Lu Aiai was still immersed in the sadness of losing the kiwifruit and didn't feel much about the news.

"Why do you seem a little out of sorts?" Yang Changshuo said somewhat sheepishly.

Based on his understanding of Lu Aiai, she should have been extremely excited—although perhaps just raising an eyebrow or slightly opening her eyes would have been enough to make her very excited.

But she didn't even lift her eyelids.

"There's another piece of news, though it's not exactly good news." Yang Changshuo's expression turned serious. "The American Gias Laboratories announced that they have found a dielectric material that can achieve room-temperature superconductivity at 21 degrees Celsius."

Even Yan Yiting, who had long since faded from academic circles and become a casual observer of peaches, widened her eyes in surprise: "What?!"

Lu Aiai finally lifted her eyelids slightly: "How much pressure? What material?"

Lu Aiai's two questions were crucial. The fact that she could ask these two questions showed that her scientific acumen was still intact, which reassured Yang Changshuo a little.

"They claim it's near atmospheric pressure, a lutetium-nitrogen-hydrogen material. The news report is here; see for yourself."

Yan Yiting held her breath.

The first industrial revolution was the invention of the steam engine, the second industrial revolution was the application of electricity, and the third industrial revolution was the application of atomic energy and computers.

If the fourth industrial revolution is to occur in the future, then room temperature superconductivity is very likely to be its leader.

Lu Ai'ai studies room-temperature superconductivity. If this technology were first discovered by an American laboratory... it would have a huge impact on Lu Ai'ai from any perspective.

Lu Aiai took the newspaper, glanced at it, and finally looked up and said, "It doesn't seem very reliable."

Yang Changshuo smiled and said, "I think so too. This team has a history of such things. They made some exaggerated claims a couple of years ago and had their papers retracted by Nature."

Lu Aiai put the newspaper aside. She was a very opinionated person, and since she had already decided that the other party could not pose a threat to her side, she didn't need to care about them anymore.

"How about it, are you interested in disproving it?" Yang Changshuo looked at her with a smile. "You guys have worked on lutetium-nitrogen-hydrogen materials before, right? This news is all the rage right now, and that person is enjoying praise that doesn't belong to him."

Lu Aiai thought for a moment and said, "It has nothing to do with me, but I can give it a try."

“Perfect, this project will be left to you and Bai Yujing,” Yang Changshuo said. “He has other requests for you.”

Lu Aiai did not ask that person what they wanted from her.

If Yang Changshuo is willing to speak, then he should speak directly. If that person insists on it, then he should wait until they are face to face to discuss it.

For Lu Aiai, none of this mattered. What people she had never met were thinking or worrying about was irrelevant to her.

Seeing Lu Aiai sitting there quietly, Yan Yiting quietly pulled Yang Changshuo aside and whispered:

"Professor Yang, have you noticed that Ai Ai has been acting a little strange lately?"

"Something's not right?...Now that you mention it, something does seem a bit off."

Yang Changshuo had no idea that Lu Aiai's mindset had changed. When Yan Yiting said that, he thought it was because Lu Aiai's style of dressing had changed, and he carefully examined her appearance to see what changes had actually occurred.

"She's heartbroken," Yan Yiting said with a complicated expression.

"Ok??"

Yan Yiting's words caught Yang Changshuo off guard.

He didn't even know Lu Aiai was in a relationship, and he immediately told him that she had broken up with her boyfriend?

It feels like your well-behaved daughter, whom you've raised at home, suddenly comes to you one day and tells you she wants a divorce.

"Wait, what you're saying is jumping around too much. Tell me slowly. What happened? Who is she dating? Who is he?"

Yang Changshuo pulled Yan Yiting into a corner.

Yan Yiting made a gag with her hand and whispered, "I don't know who she likes, but she's been in a lot of pain these past few days, and it's starting to affect her research."

Yang Changshuo frowned. Scholars ruined by love are not many, but they are not unheard of; he had seen quite a few.

Moreover, as more and more young people begin to pursue academic studies, he hears more and more stories of being heartbroken and troubled by love.

Not long ago, wasn't there an incident where "three postdoctoral fellows fought over a woman, two committed suicide, and one became depressed"?

"Why didn't you tell me this sooner? You should have carefully vetted her boyfriend when she was dating," Yang Changshuo said seriously.

Yan Yiting smiled bitterly: "I was preparing for the wedding at the time and had no idea about her situation. By the time I found out, she was already deeply involved. Fortunately, she has broken up with that guy now."

Hearing that the call had been cut off, Yang Changshuo felt much relieved, and then asked, "So, what about her now...?"

"Girls are very affected by relationships. She's really depressed right now. I've heard her sigh at least eight times since I got here."

Yang Changshuo said, "What are you talking about? Being infatuated isn't just a woman's prerogative. We men are also affected when we experience heartbreak."

“Ah…” Yan Yiting was stunned for a moment.

The fact that Professor Yang, who was always highly respected, would say such a thing has somewhat tarnished her image of him.

However, that wasn't the point, so she skipped over it and said, "She's been sighing a lot lately, and I'm worried that if this continues, she'll become depressed."

"You're a girl, do you know what to do?" Yang Changshuo asked humbly.

Yan Yiting tilted her head and thought for a while, then said, "It would be best if she had friends of the same age who could take her out to eat and drink, have fun for a while, and let her completely relax. Gradually, her inner conflict will dissipate."

Yang Changshuo's eyes lit up: "Then you..."

Yan Yiting immediately said, "I can't. I've been feeling lately that there's a generation gap between us. She's still a young girl, and I'm already 30."

Yang Changshuo was silent for a while before saying, "...But she is mature beyond her years. I don't think I've ever seen her go shopping."

“It’s not just that she’s never been shopping; she’s never done anything outside of academics except for eating, drinking, and using the toilet,” Yan Yiting said. “I’ve invited her before, but she has absolutely no interest in going out to play.”

Yang Changshuo immediately felt overwhelmed: "Then what should we do?"

“There’s another way…” Yan Yiting hesitated for a moment before speaking, “Introduce her to another potential partner.”

"Huh??" Yang Changshuo's eyes widened, and he instinctively wanted to object.

"A new relationship is the best medicine to get over the previous one," Yan Yiting said confidently. She used to be a little reserved in front of Yang Changshuo, but now she can talk flirtatiously.

Yang Changshuo pondered for a moment and then said:

“That makes sense, but this time, we have to choose a partner for her. It can’t be the kind of guy who starts something and then abandons it, or who just appears out of nowhere. He has to be decent, have to be on an academic path, and have to be able to take care of Lu Ai’ai’s life.”

Yan Yiting said, "Professor Yang, doesn't this feel a bit like an arranged marriage...?"

"How can this be considered an arranged marriage? We're just introducing the young people to each other; we're not forcing them to be together."

Yan Yiting then asked, "Do you have a candidate for Professor Yang?"

Yang Changshuo chuckled mischievously, "It's better to be lucky than early. The person I just mentioned is a perfect candidate."

Yan Yiting thought for a moment, then raised her eyebrows: "Bai Yujing?"

“Yes.” Yang Changshuo smiled. “He is upright and honest, and he is also pursuing an academic career. He and Lu Aiai can be said to be a match made in heaven.”

Yan Yiting said, "Professor Yang, although Ai'ai may seem clueless, she is actually quite romantic. If the other person's conditions are not particularly good, she may not be able to fall in love with someone else."

Yang Changshuo smiled and said, "I know what you mean. Don't worry, the person I chose is handsome, tall, and has good emotional intelligence. There won't be any problems."

Although Yang Changshuo seemed very confident, Yan Yiting remained reserved.

She knew Yang Changshuo's taste preferences—he would think that men with square faces and an old-fashioned demeanor, like those seen on TV, were very handsome.

She was willing to believe that the other party had high emotional intelligence, but she didn't know if Yang Changshuo had good taste.

But since things had come to this, she had no choice but to believe him and said, "Oh dear, since they met for the first time this afternoon, shouldn't we make some arrangements?"

Yang Changshuo asked, "How should we arrange it?"

"Hurry up and make the other person dress more formally, so as to leave a good impression on Ai'ai!" Yan Yiting said. "I also need to dress up with Ai'ai. She always wears a white coat, which makes her look unfeminine."

Yang Changshuo exclaimed, "You've really thought of everything!"

The two hid in a corner and whispered their discussion for a while before finally walking into the classroom together. Lu Aiai looked at them suspiciously.

"What are you talking about? You've been talking for so long!"

"It's nothing," Yan Yiting quickly replied.

Lu Ai'ai didn't delve into it. She just asked the question casually, showing no curiosity about other people's affairs. Her curiosity was entirely devoted to exploring the infinite universe and the endless world of physics.

“Ai’ai, I need to talk to you about something,” Yan Yiting immediately moved closer and sat down next to her. “How about I take you to pick out some clothes?”

"Why?" Lu Aiai asked, puzzled.

"Aren't you meeting with Bai Yujing this afternoon?" Yan Yiting said. "You need to make a good impression on him."

Lu Aiai looked down at her white coat: "It's not dirty."

"No, what I mean is, you should change into something nicer," Yan Yiting patiently advised. "You represent the face of Peking University. People already have misconceptions about Peking University. If they see you and think we're all bookworms, wouldn't that be bad?"

Do I look like a nerd?

"...No, you...okay, you are, you really are."

"..."

Lu Aiai felt a little hurt.

“You just have a similar style of dressing. Look, you’re still wearing jeans that only high school students would wear.” Yan Yiting pulled her to her feet. “You have such a good foundation. With just a little dressing up, you’ll definitely amaze everyone. Come on, I’ll take you to pick something out.”

After the two left, Yang Changshuo also called Chen Ya.

"Hey, Professor, what's wrong?"

"When you come over this afternoon, dress more formally," Yang Changshuo said.

"I'm dressed very formally. I just happen to be wearing a suit today."

"Don't dress too formally either," Yang Changshuo said anxiously. "Don't dress like a salesman."

Chen Ya only knew that he was going to meet a lab leader today, and he thought that Professor Yang was giving him some advice on his attire so that he could leave a good impression.

He subconsciously assumed the person he was going to meet in the afternoon was a middle-aged or elderly woman, so he still felt that a suit was the best choice.

"Could you tell me the specific dress code?"

“Exactly, he needs to be handsome and exude masculine charm,” Yang Changshuo said.

"??"

Chen Ya suddenly felt a little suspicious of the person he was supposed to meet.

The image of the kind and approachable academic auntie in my mind (whose appearance was similar to that of Marie Curie) suddenly became somewhat alluring.