Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

laboratory.

After Qinran finished typing the last data, she turned sideways, her long eyelashes drooping slightly: "Senior Brother Ye."

Senior Brother Ye took the data, looked at Qin Ran, and couldn't help opening his mouth: "Junior Sister, I'll find another project for you..."

Before Qin Ran could speak, Academician Liao, who was busy at the same time, raised his eyes, and his voice was always cold: "Your project person has been selected?"

Senior fellow apprentice Ye pursed his lips, and he nodded, just about to use the rhetoric he had prepared.

Zuoqiu Rong, who came in to get the experimental equipment, said politely, "Sorry, my other two teammates don't agree to report another newcomer."

In order not to make Zuo Qiurong angry and save their teammates, the other two teammates specially called and sent a message to Zuo Qiurong in the afternoon, so they comforted her a few times.

The two of them chose Senior Brother Ye and Zuoqiu Rong to offend neither of them, and it was not particularly surprising that they did so.

After Senior Brother Ye finished listening, he stopped talking. He turned around and silently compared the data Qinran gave him to adjust the magnetic field.

"You two teammates don't agree?" Academician Liao glanced at Zuoqiu Rong, then looked away, turned to Qinran, paused, and then said, "Since those two teammates don't want to form a team with you, don't Reluctantly, pay attention to the projects initiated by the laboratory and the school during this time, and I will ask other professors..."

Although Academician Liao has never accepted apprentices, there are quite a few doctoral students, Professor Jiao, who have been instructed by him.

As for Senior Brother Ye's team, Liao Gaoang devoted himself to research, but he couldn't do anything to force people.

Hearing this, Zuoqiu Rong just smiled faintly and did not speak, but his hands on both sides were tightened.

Qin Ran was putting back the book she borrowed from the library at noon into her backpack. Listening to Liao Gaoang's words, she shook her head, "Thank you, Academician Liao, but I already have a research project in hand, and I have formed a team with my classmates."

Hearing this, Senior Brother Ye and Academician Liao were quite surprised.

Academician Liao never talked much, Senior Brother Ye was very happy, "That's great."

Zuoqiu Rong leaned against the table slightly, looked at Qin Ran, and smiled curiously, "I didn't expect my junior sister to have a project on hand, as far as I know, Beijing University didn't open a few programs today, which project did my junior sister participate in? "

Qin Ran zipped up her backpack with all her fingers, looked up at Zuo Qiurong, and said unhurriedly, "IE finals."

After finishing speaking, without looking at Zuo Qiurong's reaction, he politely greeted Liao Gaoang and Senior Brother Ye, and left with his schoolbag.

IE, the highest project award for students who are still studying in the physics hall.

Writing ten sci papers with an impact factor greater than 25 is not as good as participating in an IE final.

Freshmen who are still in the physics department of the university may not know what this competition is, but it is the research project that everyone who is studying for graduate school or Ph.D. wants to participate in most.

Even Senior Brother Ye was stunned for a long time before he couldn't help sighing, and then laughed, feeling relieved in his heart: "No wonder I told Junior Sister that there were no more places in the afternoon, and Junior Sister was very calm. Junior Sister’s starting point is good enough...it’s okay if she doesn’t win the prize, but luckily I didn’t really invite Junior Sister into my research project, otherwise she should be hindered.”

Just participating in this final is a dream project for top physics graduate students around the world.

Senior fellow apprentice Ye wanted to ask Qinran if he needed an assistant or a part-time job.

Academician Liao turned back to his body, nodded slightly, and rarely expressed his appreciation: "Her project is really good."

Zuo Qiurong on one side couldn't say a word other than laughing.

She originally thought that Qinran wanted to participate in her project because she was eager to participate in the review, so she tried her best to stop it. Who knew Qinran had a project of her own... or IE...

If Qinran can tell it by herself, Zuoqiu Rong will naturally not feel that she is telling lies...

Compared with the popularity, although the project she and Senior Brother Ye signed up for is considered good among all the projects, compared with Qinran's IE, it is simply a big witch and a little witch.

Zuo Qiurong pursed her lips, biting and jealous gnawing at her heart...she couldn't say a word.

It's not a level comparison at all.

**

Qinran didn't know what Zuoqiu Rong was thinking now.

At this time, she had already left the door of the laboratory.

December is approaching the end of the month, and the capital finally ushered in the first snow.

The snowflakes are not particularly dense, and the speed is not fast. They fall from the sky slowly. A snowflake is quite big, and it melts when it falls on the ground.

Cheng Juan stood under the streetlight, looking down at the time on the watch on his wrist.

The figure was slender, with a few snowflakes falling on his body and head.

Illuminated by street lights, the coldness has a warm tone.

He stretched out his hand and brushed the snowflakes off his shoulder casually, and when he looked up, he saw Qin Ran, and stopped for a while.

When Qinran came to him, he reached out and hugged her, put his cold hand on her neck, let go of it in a second, and asked with a smile, "Are you cold?"

"It's not cold." Qin Ran raised her head to let him get into the car. The car was on and the air conditioner was still on. After he was registered, Qin Ran asked him how long he had been waiting outside.

"Ten minutes?" Cheng Juan drove the car into the avenue and turned his head to look at her.

It snowed suddenly tonight, and there were fewer people on the road. It took him a few minutes less time to drive here than before.

Qin Ran nodded, resting her hands by the car window, resting her chin and thinking about the laboratory.

The laboratory is now the research of Academician Liao, and she will also have her own research later. It is impossible to bring back several kinds of radioactive research, and the time may be later in the future...

Thinking of this, Qin Ran couldn't help leaning against the car door and looking in Cheng Juan's direction.

Think a little.

The two returned to Tinglan all the way.

In the hall, Cheng Wenru still had the computer on her lap. When she saw Qin Ran coming back, she put the computer aside casually, "Ran Ran, are you back?"

Cheng Mu also stood up from the wooden table and greeted Qin Ran and Cheng Juan.

Qin Ran changed her shoes by the entrance, put her backpack aside, and said hello to Cheng Wenru.

Cheng Juan lazily stepped his feet into the furry slippers.

"By the way, Ranran, this is your courier." Cheng Wenru handed the long box on the table to Qinran, and pointed to the signature and asked Qinran, "What's this word?"

Qin Ran looked down.

pursed lips.

Then just tear off the loosely attached list and throw it into the trash can.

Crisp and neat.

"My friend is half a foreigner and can't write." She tilted her head and explained to Cheng Wenru.

Cheng Wenru nodded: "No wonder."

She recognized it for a long time, but she didn't recognize it.

Qin Ran unpacked the courier again, Cheng Mu immediately went downstairs, handed the scissors he used to trim flowers and plants to Qin Ran, and asked her to cut the tape: "Miss Qin, what did your friend send?"

"Probably a painting?" Qin Ran casually untied it.

Cheng Juan sat casually across from her, looked at her express box, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

There are two stamps on the box.

"Is your friend from abroad?" He leaned back on the sofa.

One of the chapters is clearly overseas.

Qin Ran nodded, and tore off the tape with a "tear".

"Things coming in from abroad have not been inspected?" Cheng Wenru looked at Qinran's courier with his legs crossed.

Cheng Mu's memory is not bad, he suddenly realized, "Miss Qin has a war reporter friend."

"War correspondent?" Cheng Wenru was quite surprised, but couldn't see it at all: "It's amazing."

Those who dare to go to the battlefield to be reporters are not ordinary people.

While the two were talking, Qin Ran had already opened a rather large cardboard box.

Inside was a rectangular packaged antique wooden gift box and two small wooden boxes.

Cheng Juan glanced at it and knew that there were paintings in the rectangular wooden box. He said casually, "Have you prepared a gift?"

No need to guess who this painting is for.

Qin Ran let out a casual "hmm", and she opened the delicate mechanism on the outside of the rectangle, and lifted the lid.

Inside was a rolled painting, slightly yellowed around the edges.

Cheng Wenru had collected a few paintings for Mr. Cheng before, and at first glance, she knew it was probably an antique. Seeing Qinran's casual movements, she wanted to pick it up, and she quickly said, "Don't open it casually, be careful of damage."

Qin Ran put down her hand and closed the lid.

Cheng Wenru pointed to the other two wooden boxes, "What are those?"

Qin Ran didn't know either.

She only asked the giant crocodile to send a painting.

After thinking about it, he reached out and picked up one of the wooden boxes.

Inside is a blue hairpin, which is inlaid with fine jadeite and golden tassels. It can be seen from the age, but it is obviously well preserved, with bright colors and exquisite craftsmanship.

Qin Ran couldn't tell what kind of hairpin it was.

I just took it out casually and played with it against the light, "It's not as heavy as it looks."

The layman who has never understood these things made a light comment.

Beside her, Cheng Wenru withdrew her gaze. She looked at Qinran and was a little surprised: "Which friend of yours gave this?"

"My brother?" Qin Ran squinted and replied.