Chapter 372: Smelling the scent of a big melon

The next day, Xu Qingzhou was doing calculations in the library when he received a text message. The project bonus from Professor Zhao Shengwen's side had arrived.

150,000 yuan.

Xu Qingzhou wasn't surprised by such a high bonus.

Yes, the initial startup funds for Professor Zhao's project were indeed not much, but after the first phase of the experiment ended, it seemed that a second sum of money had been credited.

Subsequent funds must have been quite a lot too.

After all, lithium-ion batteries are a hot spot for current research, a new battlefield for major car companies to compete.

Looking at it this way, for a postdoc, Zhao Shengwen's research is actually quite promising, whether it's the previous superconductor material niobium-titanium alloy or this lithium battery project.

Research groups have levels.

First-class research groups do academics, second-class research groups do politics, third-class research groups do water-filling (padding), fourth-class research groups pull horizontal projects, fifth-class research groups do PPTs, and sixth-class research groups check hygiene.

Professor Zhao's research group can definitely reach the first-class level.

And, the people are also very good.

Just take this first-author paper by Xu Qingzhou, for example; Professor Zhao didn't even want the position of corresponding author.

Xu Qingzhou took a screenshot of the text message page and sent a message to Song Yao with his phone: "Wife fund +15."

Song Yao: "Pride. jpg."

Song Yao: "Teacher Xu, you don't need to save a wife fund."

Xu Qingzhou was just sighing at his girlfriend's thoughtfulness when he saw Song Yao's message come over, domineeringly leaking: "I can marry you."

"..."

"I'm responsible for earning money, you're responsible for being a stay-at-home husband."

"..."

Xu Qingzhou chatted with Song Yao for a while, then exited, only to find that in the small group of four, Wang Wei was excitedly bombing with messages.

Wang Wei: "Damn."

Wang Wei: "What did I see!"

Wang Wei: "400,000. I was scared when I woke up this morning. I have to say it again, Professor is awesome!"

Gong Yunfei: "My 400,000 (Shocked. jpg)."

Xu Qingzhou frowned. How come Gong Yunfei's way of speaking was so "Hong-like"? Hong Yayu had no expression in reality, but online she was definitely an expression emperor.

However, this message was quickly withdrawn.

Gong Yunfei sent a new one.

Gong Yunfei: "Saw it wrong, my 300,000, but I'm satisfied too."

Gong Yunfei: "Professor is awesome!"

Xu Qingzhou nodded. This was normal.

Wang Wei: "Damn, you sent an expression pack, making me think it was Junior Sister Yayu. Professor is awesome!"

Hong Yayu: "Mine is also 400,000 (Happy. jpg)."

Library, Xu Qingzhou looked at Hong Yayu's message and fell into deep thought.

Of course, it wasn't because of the money.

Last night, it seemed that Hong Yayu sent Gong Yunfei back.

Xu Qingzhou felt that he seemed to have eaten some incredible big melon (gossip).

At the same time, in the rental house.

Gong Yunfei was wrapped in a quilt, looking at Hong Yayu who was holding a computer and looking at materials at the table: "Senior Sister... I'm going to change clothes."

"Yeah." Hong Yayu nodded slightly.

"You don't avoid it?"

Hong Yayu raised her eyes and looked at Gong Yunfei: "It's not like I haven't seen it. Um, if you're shy, you can close your eyes yourself."

"..."

After Xu Qingzhou participated in the drinking party, he returned to being busy, every day being library, canteen, home, a three-point line.

At the tail end of 2016, there was another super long heavy snow.

Yandong Garden. Outside the window, white snowflakes were intertwined. The buildings that could usually be seen were shadowy in the white, and the few people on the road were wrapped in thick down jackets, walking very fast.

Xu Qingzhou sat at the table and continued to advance the calculation. Song Yao hadn't returned from the office yet.

On the manuscript paper were dense and complex formulas.

Lemma 10.2: Let zk be the center of qk, define the extension operator as follows...

Xu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes, his brain spinning at high speed. Within a sufficiently small spatial region, in a certain sense, λ can be regarded as the fifth formula above. Here, a weak form appears, which is applicable to the separation inequality, but... it is invalid for the square function inequality.

For this reason, an improved pointwise estimation version is needed.

Xu Qingzhou rubbed his temples and leaned back in his chair to relax his brain. The bilinear problem was solved, but the subsequent advancement was also very complex.

Just like Lemma 10.2 that was just written, corresponding adjustments must be made to meet the requirements of his own calculation. After that, to prove the correctness of Lemma 10.2, two known lemmas must be introduced first.

He glanced out the window. The snow was still falling. He then poured himself a cup of hot tea and stood by the window looking at the snow scene outside.

On this side, Er Miao flicked its tail and stepped on the laptop keyboard.

"Hiss~"

This action made Xu Qingzhou feel a myocardial infarction. He grabbed Er Miao by the neck and lifted it up.

【In one look...】

Er Miao was held by the neck of fate and could only meow, but it didn't hinder Xu Qingzhou from lifting it to its exclusive throne.

He also hurriedly closed the computer. If the formula he had been writing for two hours was deleted, he would want to kill someone—kill a cat.

The snow outside the window had a tendency to get heavier. Xu Qingzhou leaned on the table, his thinking spreading out.

From 2014 to now, it's been almost three years. The memories of the past are gradually blurring, even making people feel a bit dazed: is what happened in the previous life true?

Perhaps, he just had a daydream at the time?

Science can't explain it; with current theory, it's fundamentally impossible to explain the matter of rebirth.

After thinking for a while, Xu Qingzhou shook his head and returned to reality. He now seemed to have completely adapted to the life of two people.

The traces of two people's lives in the living room are getting heavier and heavier.

Song Yao...

Thinking of that arrogant, cold, and violent girl, Xu Qingzhou couldn't help but laugh lightly. Compared with the current life, the days of soaking in the laboratory all day before were called monotonous.

8:00 PM.

The snow outside was much smaller.

Xu Qingzhou wrapped his coat, tucked his hands, and went to pick up Song Yao. Just as he arrived at the School of Economics, he saw the chubby girl walking out from inside.

Song Yao helped Xu Qingzhou pat the snow on his hair and clothes: "Don't even know how to hold an umbrella."

"What umbrella to hold when it's snowing."

Xu Qingzhou said indifferently, and at the same time took the umbrella from Song Yao's hand, "Besides, don't you have one? It's still early, do you want to go to the lakeside..."

Song Yao said "Hmm" and reminded him to pay attention to his wording.

Under Song Yao's threatening gaze, Xu Qingzhou continued the words just now: "Go for a walk by the lake. After the snow, Weiminghu is still very interesting."

"Let's walk."

Song Yao nodded. After using her brain for a day, it was just right to breathe some fresh air outside.

Weiminghu had already frozen into an ice rink, and the skating facilities were covered with a layer of snow. The orange lights on both banks were on, and there were sparse young people on the road, some taking photos for check-ins, and others, like Xu Qingzhou and them, coming to see the night view.

When walking, stepping on the snow made the friction sound of snow particles.

Xu Qingzhou asked: "Is the thesis determined?"

"Yeah, I discussed it with Professor Li, still doing the project of tax credit refund."

Song Yao mainly had two directions.

First, about foreign trade, production networks, and Xia Nation's industrial structure transformation.

The second was focusing on tax credit refunds.

Finally, she decided to do tax credit refunds, starting from micro-enterprises.

Arriving at the lakeside, Song Yao saw the scenery was good and pulled Xu Qingzhou to take quite a few photos.

Xu Qingzhou pressed the shutter, took two photos with a "click-click," handed the phone to Song Yao, and showed off: "Is the shooting okay?"

"Clearly because I look good."

Song Yao hummed lightly, also very satisfied with the photos.

"Teacher Song, pay attention. If you are too proud, be careful that your persona collapses."

"Telling the truth doesn't count as pride."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 373 =====