Chapter 515: Alcohol is really harmful

December 25th, Christmas is equivalent to the Spring Festival in the Xia Nation and is one of the most important festivals abroad, so Xu Qingzhou temporarily stopped the experiment and gave everyone a 10-day long vacation in advance.

As for Xu Qingzhou himself, he also set aside 3 days to rest.

The experience of sudden death in his previous life told him that doing scientific research still requires a combination of work and rest.

Following the custom of the place, the two in the apartment also got busy. Xu Qingzhou got a Christmas tree on the 24th and put it at home, and Song Yao also decorated the house with a strong festive atmosphere.

Roast turkey, smoked ham, corn porridge, and even opened half a bottle of red wine, drinking until slightly tipsy.

Night fell.

Bang~

The banks of the Charles River were decorated with lights. The two had just finished cleaning the dining table. Outside the window, brilliant fireworks shot straight up, blooming with dazzling colorful light in the pitch-black night sky, illuminating the ancient buildings on the riverbank, and at the same time reflecting on the white snow, making people feel dreamy for a while.

The two watched the fireworks on the balcony for a while before being forced back into the house by the biting cold wind.

"Why is celebrating a festival more tiring than resting." Xu Qingzhou lay on the sofa with his limbs spread out, the cold wind blew, and the remaining drunkenness dissipated.

"You are too weak." Song Yao sat cross-legged, curled her lips and despised him.

At the same time, her crystal-clear fingertips tapped on the phone screen, sending photos of them celebrating Christmas to Wang Xiaping and the others in the group.

"..."

He really wanted to change the scene to see if this girl could still be so tough.

Xu Qingzhou muttered in his heart with resentment.

At this time, the flush brought by alcohol on Song Yao's cheeks also dissipated, and the serious little expression always made people want to tease her a few times.

Xu Qingzhou wanted to reach out to pull Song Yao's leg, but Song Yao's phone rang. Seeing the name of the person, Song Yao's little face froze. She swiped away Xu Qingzhou's claws that were about to make trouble and pinched her fists at Xu Qingzhou, warning him not to mess around.

Immediately after, the threatening expression on the girl's face disappeared instantly, and she shouted in a pinched voice: "Aunt Wang~"

"Hey~ Xiao Yao."

Xu Qingzhou: "..."

Both are old actors.

"I saw it snowed on your side, how is it, is it cold?"

"Not cold~ there is heating at home~"

In Rongcheng, Wang Xiaping looked at the photos Song Yao took in the group, looking like she was looking at a Western mirror. These two actually got a tree at home.

Can't say it's not, it really looks good.

Although Rongcheng is not as heavy as Boston, you can also feel the festive atmosphere on the street, Santa Claus wearing red robes at the door of the store, Christmas trees with colored lights, even she, who doesn't celebrate Christmas, can feel the festive atmosphere.

After chatting for a while, she couldn't help asking: "When are you two coming back for the New Year?"

"New Year, it's still early, right."

Xu Qingzhou leaned beside Song Yao to brush his presence. Hearing the two words "New Year", he was stunned and felt a bit distant. Subconsciously, it felt like he had just finished the New Year.

Wang Xiaping changed her speaking style to Xu Qingzhou and said angrily: "There is still more than a month until the New Year, what early, not early."

Xu Qingzhou picked up the phone on the side, checked the calendar, and sure enough, saw that the New Year was on February 4, 2019.

"It's really only a month and a half, if the New Year is on the 4th..."

He pondered for a while, asked for Song Yao's opinion, and said: "Let's come back around the end of January and the beginning of February."

Song Yao nodded her chin. Not to mention Xu Qingzhou, she was busy with her thesis and Professor Morton's project, and couldn't get away.

"So late?" Wang Xiaping frowned.

"We are all social animals now. You thought it was the same as college before, with fixed winter and summer vacations to come back early."

Xu Qingzhou said helplessly.

Hearing what her son said, Wang Xiaping on the other end of the phone was suddenly a bit trance-like.

Yes, Song Yao went abroad to study, heard she was researching big companies' economics with her tutor, not to mention this kid Xu Qingzhou, who was already a professor at two schools, both busy.

"Besides, distance creates beauty. After coming back for a period of time, you won't start disliking us again."

"I only dislike you, I don't dislike Xiao Yao."

Thus, the world where only Xu Qingzhou was injured was achieved.

Rongcheng, Wutong Community.

"Last time he said he was doing that thin film experiment, I don't know how it is." Wang Xiaping cleaned up the breakfast bowls and chopsticks and sighed. Still hard to imagine, what experiment could spend more than 10 million.

"This kid has a lot of guts." Xu Shouyun rubbed the thermos cup.

Although he felt emotional, the couple didn't intervene in their son's experiment at all. Xu Qingzhou was already an adult, and even married, so he had his own ideas about what to do.

"Heh, can his guts not be big? Saying that even if he lost it all, Xiao Yao would support him..."

Wang Xiaping laughed helplessly: "Already a professor, yet still sloppy all day long without a proper appearance."

After a pause, she said again: "However, I think it shouldn't be a loss."

"You understand again?"

Xu Shouyun closed the thermos cup and took the car keys to prepare to set off.

"I asked someone to calculate it before, Xiao Yao is prosperous for her husband. Look at this stinky kid's ghost appearance before, he changed after meeting Xiao Yao, first place in exams, and that person's conjecture."

Apartment.

After finishing the phone calls with parents on both sides, Song Yao was chatting with Ding Jiahui about Christmas photos, while Xu Qingzhou was leaning on the sofa, watching Friends, and playing with the feet Song school beauty stuffed into his arms.

This kind of little life is called comfortable, unlike the past, purely a nuclear-powered scientific research ox and horse.

He leaned back again to better appreciate the Song school beauty's side face.

Beauties often belong to the kind of 360-degree beautiful without dead ends.

Looking from the side, only the girl's long eyelashes were trembling slightly. In the process of chatting with her sisters, when mentioning interesting topics, the corners of her mouth would occasionally hook up a shallow smile.

Xu Qingzhou pinched the fair feet and said unfathomably: "I'll tell you a secret."

"What?" Song Yao moved her feet a few times. This is a tacit thing. Every time this happens, Xu Qingzhou will change places to pinch.

Busy for an afternoon, now lying down, and then putting her feet into Xu Qingzhou's arms, there is a feeling of relaxation and comfort.

"Santa Claus is real." Xu Qingzhou said in a deep voice.

"Hmm?"

Song Yao's eyes sank. She used her toes to hook Xu Qingzhou's clothes to play, and asked very cooperatively: "And then?"

"Tonight, you can wear the black silk stockings in the drawer, and you will definitely receive a gift." Xu Qingzhou's fingertips slid over the delicate skin, saying it as if it were true.

These feet... how can he not touch enough? Holding them in the palm of his hand, warm and moist like jade, the toes would occasionally move with the owner's emotions, inexplicably cute.

"..."

Song Yao looked at Xu Qingzhou with the eyes of a fool. She didn't know if she would receive a gift, but the socks would definitely be dirty.

However...

Her thoughts began to fork a little bit.

That pair of black silk is very comfortable to wear, silky and smooth, soft, and can show the perfect curve of the lower leg...

Today is Christmas, a good day, this guy is very hard-working, it seems not impossible, just take it as a reward.

The Song school beauty's toes moved uneasily, and the picture of Xu Qingzhou's claws sliding over the surface of the silk stockings appeared in her mind unconsciously.

Especially, the feeling of being slightly tipsy hasn't gone away, which makes her feel even more uncomfortable and wants to cuddle with Xu Qingzhou.

Sigh~

Song Yao finally regained her composure, realizing she had misinterpreted the situation. She secretly took a breath, suppressing the tingling sensation in her heart.

The more guilty the Song school beauty is, the colder her expression will be, to cover it up.

"This reason is not good?"

Seeing the girl's expression was even more serious than just now, Xu Qingzhou continued: "Then I'll change one... forget it... let me play... no, let me help you pinch for a while."

He grabbed the leg that was about to shrink back.

Song Yao found that every time her feet were pinched by Xu Qingzhou, her strength was easily "drained." She could only say: "Xu Qingzhou, I'm going to take a shower."

Just drank alcohol, there was alcohol smell on her body and mouth.

"Fine." Xu Qingzhou reluctantly let go of Song Yao's feet. Seeing Song Yao shuffling in slippers to the bedroom, before leaving, he couldn't help asking: "Do you want..."

"I'll beat you if you dare to come over."

"..."

Xu Qingzhou didn't force it, put his attention on the TV, not together is not together, anyway, there are so many things to do.

10:00 PM.

Xu Qingzhou also came out after showering, blowing his hair with a hairdryer, Song school beauty just said she wanted to change the sheets and went back to the bedroom.

After a while, the buzzing sound of the hairdryer disappeared.

"Closing the door to change sheets." Xu Qingzhou shook his head, fell on the sofa, and scooped Er Miao over.

Since buying the automatic feeder, this silly cat's weight has been controlled, not rising like before, "Not bad, still effective."

Just when Xu Qingzhou was ravaging Er Miao, Song Yao's shout suddenly came from his ear.

"Xu Qingzhou~"

"Hmm?"

Xu Qingzhou looked up, and when he saw the picture in front of him, he was stunned for a moment as if hit by a bullet.

"This is really New Year!"

At this time, at the bedroom door.

Song Yao completed a big makeover.

Dark hair draped over rounded shoulders, already wearing those glasses, the upper body is a gray silk shirt, revealing exquisite collarbones, paired with a khaki skirt, and below, perfect legs wrapped in silk stockings...

The imperial sister atmosphere of the academy style came rushing.

"You..."

Facing Xu Qingzhou's fiery gaze, the Song school beauty suddenly regretted wearing this to tease Xu Qingzhou.

This guy looks like he wants to eat her up.

It will definitely be super tiring tonight.

"I... I won't wear it."

Song Yao said muffledly, kicking and stepping into the bedroom, rarely appearing flustered on her face, secretly scolding herself for being crazy, actually wearing some strange things like Xu Qingzhou, a pervert.

Used to seduce...

"I'll help you!"

Xu Qingzhou had already followed in happily.

"Xu Qingzhou, woo~"

Because it was really a bit tiring that night, even the Song school beauty with strong recovery ability lay down with Xu Qingzhou until 12 o'clock before crawling up.

Finally, the two simply rotted at home.

Christmas, the number of tourists in various scenic spots also increased exponentially, although it was not as terrifying as the crowds in the country, it was not interesting, it was better to stay at home and rest.

On the third day of the Christmas holiday, Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao went to the Christmas market at 100 Seaport Blvd together.

After the long holiday ended, Xu Qingzhou put his energy into the battery at hand.

Because Carson and the others were all on vacation, the superconducting thin film experiment was suspended, and there was nothing to worry about. He just happened to check the battery data that appeared a few days ago.

Last time, he did two sets of experiments, one of which the control group did not apply the diffusion model.

The effect was also very obvious. The dendrite density of the control group was 12.3±1.8 (n=5), while the latest experimental group was 5±0.2 (n=5). Not bad, except for lithium dendrites, surface roughness, average dendrite length, etc., all had significant reductions.

Overall, there was progress, but wanting to truly realize lithium dendrite control seemed a bit far off.

Xu Qingzhou had a good mentality. What is urgent now is the superconducting thin film experiment. The wife's money has been thrown in, so there must be some harvest. The research on the lithium dendrite problem is considered a pastime in his spare time, and he will concentrate on solving it in the future.

Time passed like water, quietly passing. The New Year's Eve passed, and he stepped into the new year.

In the blink of an eye, it was January 3rd, the parking lot in the southeast corner of MIT.

As soon as Xu Qingzhou got out of the car, he felt the bone-chilling cold. He tightened his scarf, "January seems colder than last year."

The maple leaves on both sides had long fallen, leaving bare branches. The bright morning sun shone over, casting the shadows of the branches on the ancient buildings, swaying with the wind.

Restarting the test after more than ten days, many pieces of equipment need precise debugging. Fortunately, after several months of running-in, it is not as troublesome as the initial debugging.

In the office, the three people of Carson had already arrived.

After a simple greeting, the four entered the laboratory, debugged the equipment, and started a new round of experiments at 1:30 PM.

"The samples for this experiment should be able to reach the level of industrial application."

Carson stared at the superconducting thin film sample in the chamber, with an emotional expression on his face. Who could believe that they actually made a good sample in just a few months?

"To truly realize the application, there is still a long way to go."

Xu Qingzhou didn't feel anything worth getting excited about. Judging from the data derived from the model, it can indeed reach the industrial level, which means it can meet the needs of basic scientific research or small-scale prototypes.

But to truly achieve large-scale production, it still needs to pass a large number of experiments to count the fluctuation range of performance, control costs, pilot tests, etc. The transformation from laboratory to market is like climbing Mount Everest, and every step needs detailed planning.

And most importantly, their goal is to reach the commercial level, which can be applied to cutting-edge equipment on a large scale.

Laboratory, Xu Qingzhou and Carson started debugging the equipment.

These days, Carson has borrowed a quadrupole mass spectrometer according to Xu Qingzhou's requirements, and has also established a signal intensity-concentration curve through known concentrations of CH/NH, etc.

Next, Carson needs to find the mathematical logic of the correlation between reaction by-products and reaction progress and reaction completion degree, and perform dynamic modeling.

After debugging the equipment and making the latest set of samples himself, Xu Qingzhou started to be a hands-off shopkeeper again.

There is indeed nothing for him to do now.

The sample has been put into the equipment, and the parameters are fixed.

His current role in the experiment is to build a process-performance database, discover problems from abstract data, and transform them into specific experimental requirements.

If there are no accidents, according to the current experimental progress, doing composition and grain boundary optimization of superconducting thin films, it should be possible to make commercial-grade samples before going home for the New Year, that is to say, achieve the goal of Jc ≥ 1.5×10^5 A/cm.

3 days later, the characterization test of the new sample was sent to Xu Qingzhou's computer, Jc reached 1×10^5 A/cm, consistent with the model estimation result.

Carson and others were full of energy and had already started the next set of experiments.

However, Murphy's Law also applies to experiments.

Just when everything was going well, an accident still appeared.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 516 =====