"What are you thinking?" the voice in your ear pulled back the thoughts of Jiang Fuyue floating away.

"Nothing."

Xie Dingyuan glanced at her, "have you considered taking the road of scientific research?"

Jiang Fuyue said honestly, "I've considered it, but I haven't decided."

The man raised his eyebrow: "so, you have other plans."

The girl didn't answer, but she acquiesced when she was silent.

Jiang Fuyue has too many things to do. She is not sure whether she can sink down and focus on research like Xie Dingyuan.

"That's right," the man nodded. "You're still young and have too many choices."

"What about you?" Jiang Fuyue suddenly turned her head.

"What?"

"Have you always been so firm?" he firmly chose scientific research and made unremitting progress on this road.

"No. I didn't decide what to do in the future until I was in college. So you're still early, don't worry..."

Jiang Fuyue hooked her lips and gave a light hum.

In the past, I thought this man was an iceberg of ten thousand years. Later, I thought he was a volcano under the iceberg. Now... It's more like a bowl of chicken soup.

It was getting late. It was blocked until sunset.

The car stopped at the gate of Jiangjia villa. Jiang Fuyue took her bag, said thank you and was ready to get off.

Suddenly, "my third sister is here today." the man said coldly.

Jiang Fuyue was stunned: "I know."

At that time, she heard Xie Dingyuan call someone.

"Cough... Her friend is with my third sister."

"... oh." Jiang Fuyue doesn't know why he said this to herself. Oh, should he be right?

"Aren't you curious?"

"Didn't you just say that?" do you need to be curious?

"I mean --"

Jiang Fuyue waited earnestly for the following: "what does it mean?"

The man's Adam's apple rolled gently and his eyes showed frustration: "... Forget it."

Jiang Fuyue looked inexplicably: "then I'll go back first?"

"Well, I'll wait for you here at seven thirty tomorrow."

"OK."

……

At this time, a red sun was slowly sinking in Tingzhou, Northwest China, and finally disappeared into the horizon.

The sky and the earth suddenly darkened and night fell slowly.

A Research Institute located in the yellow sand also lights up, and the brick red exterior wall and green tile eaves can be vaguely identified.

In a laboratory on the third floor.

Assistant Zhong Hao carefully put a document on the desk, took a half step back, and then glanced at the straight and indifferent figure on the wheelchair, with a complex expression.

"Professor Ming, the old leader asked me to take it. Do you have a look?"

"I said, no apprentices, no students." the man's eyebrows and eyes were warm, but his tone was very tough.

"This is the list of iPho gold medal winners this year. China has four gold and one silver. One of the girls also won a special award. The old leader said that she was a very good seedling. The physics departments of Q University and B University scrambled to..."

"You don't have to say much," Ming Yu interrupted. "That's the same sentence. I don't take students."

"But the old leader..."

"I'll explain it myself."

"No, I'll come over now and listen to your explanation." an old man with white beard appeared at the door of the laboratory, his voice was loud and his eyes were hale and hearty.

Zhong Hao lowered his head and gently called, "Hong Lao."

"Well, let me tell him."

Zhong Hao stepped back and gave way to the position next to the wheelchair. The old man walked forward with his knuckles bent slightly and tapped on the document.

"These are very talented children. Cultivate them well. The future is our successor."

Ming Yu: "I know."

"Then you..."

"Old Hong, you think too highly of me. I don't have the patience to take the students. I'd better let other colleagues come."

"You said so last year, and this year is the same excuse. Ming Yu, we are not young. If we don't have an heir, we will really return to dust and earth as soon as our eyes are closed. We can't leave anything. We are just a life ourselves. It's no pity, but have you ever thought about how much loss it will be to the country?"

It is not easy to train a scientific research personnel, and excellent scientific research personnel are rare. There is no one like Ming Yu who can stir up the backbone of national defense.

Unfortunately, the people in the wheelchair were still indifferent. They looked straight ahead, and the pupils attached to the blue gray shadow were inhumane.

Seeing this, old Hong heaved a sigh. His eyes showed regret and grief, and a trace of helpless depression: "ah Yu, it's been 20 years. Why can't you come out?"

"Who said I didn't come out?" the man's voice was clear and his expression was as usual.

Old Hong watched him grasp the right hand of the wheelchair, and the position of his knuckles was blue and white.

"Just," he shook his head, "leave the information of these four students first. Whether you look or not, you can give me an answer tomorrow."

Although he knew it was impossible for him to agree, old Hong still held a weak hope and delayed for a day. What if he changed his mind?

With that, the old man left with his hands on his back.

"Zhong Hao, put away your things."

"... yes." Zhong Hao came forward to take away the folder. Suddenly, an A4 paper fell out of it. He quickly picked it up and prepared to put it back.

Suddenly, a slender hand stretched out in front of him: "give it to me."

"Ah?" Zhong Hao was a little confused. He swallowed his saliva nervously at Mingyu's blue gray pupil. "Do you... Want to see it?"

Ming Yu still kept her hand reaching: "HMM."

He is going to hand over the whole folder.

Mingyu shook her head: "just that one."

"OK, OK." Zhong Hao immediately sent it to him.

The man took it over, put it on his leg, pulled out a cassette from the wheelchair and took out the special correction lens inside.

He can't wait to put it on the bridge of his nose.

From Zhong Hao's point of view, I saw the professor's trembling hands when wearing glasses.

Because of that piece of paper?

He couldn't help glancing at it. It seemed that it was a student's answer paper. Steps were written for each question. The surface of the paper looked clean and pleasing to the eyes.

Ming Yu's fingers gently stroked each number above, and her body began to tremble with visible changes.

And his eyes at the moment

How to describe it?

Zhong Hao followed him for so many years. It was the first time he saw the professor show such a confused side.

Like a lost child, he suddenly finds a way, but he is not sure whether it is right or where it leads——

Is it a bright way forward? Or the abyss of despair?

Zhong Hao panicked: "Professor? What's the matter with you?! don't scare me..."

"Whose is this answer sheet?" Ming Yu clenched her teeth and tried to contain the excitement from the depths of her soul, word by word.

Zhong Hao immediately looked through the folder and checked: "I found it! Jiang Fuyue! The candidate's name is Jiang Fuyue."

"Give me her information."

Zhong Hao took it out and handed it to him: "do you need my help..."

Although there are special lenses, Ming Yu's eyes still can't see clearly enough. Zhong Hao is always there to help with reading papers or preparing reports.

Usually Ming Yu won't refuse.

But this time——

"No, I'll do it myself!"

Jiang Fuyue... 18 years old... Senior 3 student of Linnan No. 1 middle school in linhuai city

"How can it be 18? How can it be 18?!" Ming Yu shook her head, and her hopeful eyes were filled with despair.

"Yes, and photos! Give me the photos -"

"Professor Ming, the photo is on page two..."

The man brushed and turned over, his pupils constricted, and he was disappointed.

Not the face in memory, not her

But why is the handwriting so similar?

No, it's as like as two peas!

When she writes trigonometric function symbols such as sin and COS, there will be unique fancy combos, which is related to the English font she practiced since childhood.

Before, he joked: "if I were a marking teacher, I could recognize this test paper as yours at a glance. Is it cheating?"

She hummed: "I can be all right without you releasing water. Believe it or not?"

Of course he does!

How can you not believe it?

She is Lou Mingyue!

A genius with outstanding intelligence, he is the best successor of the building family who can do everything!

"Professor Ming? Professor Ming?!"

Mingyu suddenly regained her mind. The next second, she suddenly raised her eyes: "I want all the information about this girl!"

Zhong haomu was embarrassed: "Professor, the database authority is in Hong Lao's hand, I can't move..."

"Then go to find Hong Lao!"

"But Hong Laogang is very angry. I'm worried..." it's not that easy.

"You tell him that I agree to take the girl, but only if I need to know more about her."

"Did you promise to accept students?" Zhong haomu was shocked. The next second, he almost jumped up. "I, I will go to find Hong Lao now. He will be happy and crazy!"

With that, he rushed out of the laboratory.

Ming Yu sat in a wheelchair, her fingers gently stroking the answer sheet, as if facing the love of her life, her eyes were full of tenderness and obsession

"Bright moon, is that you?"

"You finally came back..."

In the whisper, a drop of tears fell on the roll surface, making a snap, and the moisture gradually fainted