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Dean Jiang has already arranged an experimental classroom for the physics department, and he and several professors have also sorted out the assessment content of the physics laboratory.

When Qinran arrived at Dean Jiang's office, the printer was still printing.

Before Zhou Ying left, Qin Ran took the book in another hand and greeted politely: "Dean Jiang, Dr. Zhou."

Dean Jiang waited by the printer with a stapler in his hand. After all the papers were printed, he ordered them one by one and sorted them out. Then he lowered his eyes and handed them to Qin Ran.

Qin Ran took it and flipped through it casually. It was a bunch of physics theories and experiments.

"Qin Ran, you've been here for so long, have you ever heard of the physics laboratory?" Dean Jiang murmured and spoke slowly.

Qin Ran unhurriedly sorted out a bunch of documents and returned them before nodding.

When I went to Dean Zhou to sign the confidentiality agreement last time, Dean Zhou explained it to her.

"Then I won't say more. Principal Zhou skipped us and gave you the name for early December." Dean Jiang took out the key to the small laboratory prepared for Qin Ran and handed it to Qin Ran. The experiments are all on the paper I printed out, and there is still half a month left, you should concentrate on your research, and ignore other nuclear engineering and automation courses.”

After listening, Qin Ran lowered her eyes.

She probably knew why Dean Jiang was looking for her. She and Dean Zhou had talked about the assessment in December alone, and Dean Zhou had also listed the pros and cons with her.

Right now... Dean Jiang and Dr. Zhou's expressions probably mean that she failed the normal exam. She might pass the theory exam, but the physics experiment is unlikely...

Even so, a group of people from the physics department opened up a separate classroom for her.

Qin Ran looked at the pile of documents in her hand for a long while, then smiled: "Okay."

"Go back and read." Dean Jiang didn't want to put pressure on Qinran, and didn't explain too much to Qinran: "If you encounter something you don't understand, you can ask the doctor. I also printed out the doctor's information, which is on the last page."

Qin Ran didn't have any sense of belonging to Beijing University. She was admitted to Beijing University only because Pan Mingxuan and Song Luting also happened to be in Beijing University before.

Looking at Dean Jiang at this moment, she let out a deep breath.

She didn't tell Dean Jiang much, and she hasn't touched a physics experiment for more than four years. She doesn't know how difficult the experiment assessment in the physics laboratory is. Even Song Luting is so serious, and Qin Ran doesn't know if she can reach the level of Dean Jiang. request...

She took the key given to her by Dean Jiang and went to a small classroom in the complex building, where there were a bunch of physics experiment equipment.

There was no one in the lab, so she used a small reactor and did an experiment.

**

At seven o'clock in the evening, Cheng Juan parked the car downstairs of the physics building.

It's seven o'clock.

Qin Ran hasn't come down yet.

Cheng Juan raised his eyebrows. He pulled out the key, turned on his phone to look at the classroom that Qin Ran had sent her before, and walked directly to the small classroom in the complex building.

The classroom is in the innermost corner of the third floor, very quiet.

The door is half-closed, with a white door frame and transparent glass. Through the glass, Qinran can be seen standing on the experimental table, holding a closed metal magnetic container with her white fingertips. Carefully put it in the glass cover with one hand...

She lowered her eyebrows, and from this angle, she could see her drooping long eyelashes, light shadows fell on her eyelids, and the frivolity between her brows was the frivolity of a teenager, the only bright color in the laboratory.

Cheng Juan knew that she was supposed to be doing a physics experiment, so he didn't go in to disturb her. He only took two steps forward, with his long legs casually lying across the corridor, and stopped by the window, with his hands on the window sill, his black eyes With a casual smile, he looked at her shallowly and brokenly.

Qinran has always been very serious about doing experiments.

She paid attention to the changes in the small reactor, picked up the pen and the record file beside her, and recorded the data.

Checking the time in the record, it was already half past seven.

She subconsciously glanced out the door, and Cheng Juan stopped at the window, with jade-like eyebrows and a slender figure.

**

"Why are you doing an experiment?" In the car, Cheng Juan turned up the temperature of the air conditioner.

Qinran asked him to turn on the car lights, then lowered her head, and flipped through the data she had just recorded. The first time the reactor was not successful, the energy was only as she expected. She leaned back in her chair and said in a nasal voice, "Laboratory assessment."

As she spoke, she flipped through the recorded data.

When encountering difficulties, she sent them to the professor of nuclear engineering.

Major in nuclear engineering, the professor is revising his SCI thesis.

The social account in the lower right corner of the computer jumped. The professor opened it and saw that it was Qin Ran, the freshman king of the physics department.

After adding her for so long, Qin Ran hardly asked him any questions.

The professor put down his thesis, opened Qin Ran's profile picture, and looked at the questions she asked. The professor is in his fifties and has been in the laboratory for more than 20 years. He is familiar with the content of experiments.

He quickly found out the problem Qinran had and sent it to her.

After making sure that Qinran had no other questions, the professor continued with his thesis. He had just revised a few lines before he realized something was wrong...

"Strange..." The professor opened Qinran's chat history, read it several times, and then murmured, "Isn't this...not...a C-level experiment..."

**

Here, Cheng Juan parked the car in the underground parking lot.

Tinglan's parking lot is very large, with two floors, very wide, and the lights are not so dark at night. There are four elevators in a building, and there are basically only one household on two floors or one floor, and the elevators are not busy.

Cheng Juan held Qin Ran's nuclear engineering book in one hand, and pressed the elevator button with the other.

Qin Ran half followed behind him, holding a mobile phone in his hand, looking back at the professor's explanation to her, with serious eyes, and casually thinking about what went wrong with his step.

The elevator comes down from the 18th floor.

Ding--

The door opened, no one was there.

Cheng Juan turned to see that the person was still behind him, reached out and grabbed her waist directly, and dragged her in.

He pressed the floor calmly, "Sister Ran."

Qin Ran probably had an idea, raised her head casually, and said in an unhurried tone, "Say."

Cheng Juan lowered his head, pressed his palm around her waist, and pressed it against her lips, feeling a little cool.