Chapter 524: I Just Like Professor Xu's Personality

January 31st.

Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao had been busy for several days in a row, and after a hearty battle last night, neither of them had any intention of getting up, lying in bed until past 10 o'clock.

It was only because Xu Qingzhou was moving his hands and feet that Song Yao grumbled and climbed up, giving the "lsp" (lecher) a claw on her way out.

School Beauty Song had a day off and was packing things at home to go home on the 1st.

Xu Qingzhou helped busy through the afternoon, settled Er Miao in advance, and packed two suitcases full with Song Yao. At 4 PM, they drove to the characterization testing laboratory.

The office at the southeast corner of MIT.

"Professor Xu."

Xu Qingzhou walked in with a pile of materials, and Carson and the others couldn't help but hold their breath, their gazes all falling on the report in his hand.

Struggling from the beginning of the month to the end, in order to test the samples, they even pulled several all-nighters.

Ma Ersi stretched his neck, attempting to infer some signals from Xu Qingzhou's expression.

The professor's face was somewhat solemn...

His heart skipped a beat, and he muttered to himself: "The situation seems... not very good."

Carson was always carefree, but now seeing Xu Qingzhou's expression, he was also a bit nervous and asked carefully: "Professor, are the results out?"

Xu Qingzhou nodded, his gaze sweeping over Carson and the others one by one, and said in a deep voice: "You might need some psychological preparation."

Carson turned to look at Sun Simin and Ma Ersi, took a deep breath, and spoke first: "You say it, we're prepared. The worst case is just working a few more days of overtime."

Xu Qingzhou nodded, and under the nervous gaze of the few, his serious face turned into a smile, "I'm very happy you can have this mindset, but you shouldn't be able to get the overtime pay for the next few days—the results... are okay."

He handed the test chart to them.

"Ah?"

"Results are okay?"

The three were stunned for a moment, snatched the things from Xu Qingzhou's hand, and huddled together.

"Jc, 2.2×10^6 A/cm² for the best piece, even reaching 2.5×10^6 A/cm²!"

Carson's voice trembled slightly.

"Oh, my God, are my eyes playing tricks on me?!" Ma Ersi stared with wide eyes.

Sun Simin's small face was full of excitement, "Professor, we really did it!"

Xu Qingzhou stood to the side with a faint smile, waiting for everyone's excitement to pass before clapping his hands and saying: "Hey, everyone, calm down first. This set of samples means our experiment is about to enter the third stage. I've seen everyone's efforts and hard work. Of course, compared to empty praise, I think you'd prefer to hear this—this month's salary and bonus have already been deposited into your accounts."

"Long live the Professor!"

"No, it's all what you deserve."

Xu Qingzhou shook his head and continued: "After 2 days of vacation, for the next 10 days, there will only be Carson and Ma Ersi in the laboratory. You follow the experimental plan. If there are problems, call me anytime—if there are no problems, even better."

As the second Xia Nation person in the research group, Sun Simin naturally also had a ten-day vacation. Her parents had arrived in Boston a few days ago, ready to spend the New Year with their daughter.

"Carson, you need to continue analyzing the reaction path here, striving to achieve in-situ diagnosis and quantitative evaluation of the ALD reaction early."

"As for you two."

He looked at Sun Simin and Ma Ersi, "During this time, you can consider the topic for your thesis. My suggestion is to focus on process optimization or basic performance analysis. If you don't have ideas, I can also give you topics."

"Understood."

Sun Simin and Ma Ersi nodded.

Xu Qingzhou arranged all the work, didn't waste any more time, tidied up his desk, and prepared to go home.

Rongcheng.

"Xu Qingzhou, get up quickly."

Xu Qingzhou was sleeping comfortably when he vaguely heard Wang Nushi's shouting.

His consciousness gradually returned.

At this time, his mother's voice came from far to near, becoming clearer.

Xu Qingzhou slowly opened his eyes. What came into view was the familiar and old ceiling. A nap, sleeping somewhat dazed, he looked around again.

On the bedside table was a pile of yellowed comic books, Dragon Ball, Wulongyuan... Near the door, several bags of rice and several bottles of Jinlongyu oil were stacked neatly.

"Xu Qingzhou, get up!"

The door panel knocked twice, and Wang Xiaping stood at the door shouting.

"Right, we returned to Rongcheng on the 2nd."

Xu Qingzhou came back to his senses, remembering he and Song Yao had returned to the country a few days ago, so he said to the person outside the door: "Awake, awake, getting up immediately."

He left the quilt.

"Swish," he pulled open the curtains.

A layer of water vapor had condensed on the glass, and he could only vaguely see the scenery outside the window.

Sunny days in Rongcheng's winter could be counted on one's fingers. Today was the same—overcast, and still windy. Small red lanterns on the cherry tree branches in the residential area swayed with the wind.

"It's estimated to snow this New Year."

Xu Qingzhou muttered, changed his clothes, and went out. On New Year's Eve, the Song family came over to spend the New Year, and the two families ate the reunion dinner together.

Wang Nushi attached great importance to this reunion dinner, starting to fuss from the 27th of the twelfth lunar month until today.

Wang Xiaping glanced at the sleepy-eyed Xu Qingzhou and urged him, "Brush your teeth and wash your face quickly."

Xu Qingzhou leaned against the door frame, glanced at the wall clock in the living room, and said to Wang Xiaping, who was wiping the table with a rag: "Mom, it's only 8:30."

"It's already 8:30?"

Wang Xiaping couldn't be bothered to pay attention to her slacker son, "Time to buy groceries. If you go late, the vegetables won't be fresh. Old Xu, let's go. The buns are in the kitchen, take them and eat."

Wang Nushi said to Xu Qingzhou before dragging Xu Shouyun to buy groceries.

In the morning, Xu Qingzhou and Xu Shouyun got the pig head out, and Wang Xiaping was also busy in the kitchen. By 1:30 PM, there was a knocking sound in the living room.

"Old Song, please come in, please come in. Look... you came, you came, why bring so many things."

Xu Shouyun took the lead, smiling and welcoming the Song family in.

Song Shisong lifted the wine bottle in his hand, "Old Xu, hehe, wine that has been treasured for many years, we must drink it tonight."

"Hahaha, good, come, come in quickly..."

Wang Xiaping and Zhang Junli both shook their heads helplessly.

Usually, they were strictly controlled and not allowed to drink, but drinking a little today didn't matter.

Song Yao was still very beautiful. Because it was New Year, she matched it with a red scarf, and plus being wrapped up like a penguin, it gave people a cute feeling.

The two families sat in the living room and chatted for a few minutes.

Wang Xiaping went to the utility room and brought out a box; a box of hand-rubbed mahjong was lying inside.

The parents started playing mahjong.

Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao sat on the sofa, watched the card table for a while, then pinched Song Yao's hand, "Go out for a walk?"

Song Yao nodded, no opinion.

Seeing the two young people stand up, Wang Xiaping asked while touching the cards: "Where are you two going?"

"Haven't been back for a long time, going out for a stroll."

Xu Qingzhou answered with a smile.

"Young people just can't sit still. It's cold outside, put on your clothes." Zhang Junli urged.

Xu Qingzhou had already helped his daughter wrap up her scarf and everything.

The daughter stood obediently, obviously a habit the two had long since developed.

She nodded with satisfaction in her heart; one could see how good the two's usual interaction was from some small details.

From their perspective, these two young people were different from most people from the beginning of being together to getting the certificate, so much so that they... didn't even have a reference point.

Or rather, they were also experiencing this kind of thing for the first time.

Completely inexperienced.

Fortunately, the daughter was very happy now.

(End of chapter)