Chapter 579: I want to challenge my soft rib

Kyoto Materials Research Institute.

In the office, Xu Qingzhou's fingertips tapped the table lightly, and his thoughts gradually diverged.

He once made three plans when designing the superconducting thin film plan, and the first two had already raised the performance of the superconducting thin film to the world's top level.

The last plan: self-healing nano-cavity.

Can refer to the design concept of lunar extreme environment stability. At that time, they pre-implanted He ion irradiation-induced nano-cavities in electronic equipment, capturing irradiation defects through cavities and dynamically repairing the lattice.

That is, using ion implantation technology to generate controllable cavity arrays, and using molecular dynamics simulation to verify the capture efficiency of cavities for defects.

From a technical point of view, it should be feasible to use it in superconducting thin films.

At that time, he was abroad, and neither time nor place was right. After all, this superconducting thin film is crucial for nuclear fusion engineering, and can provide higher magnetic field strength and longer-life superconducting magnets for nuclear fusion devices.

Superconducting thin films with Jc=3.5×10A/cm, although top laboratories cannot achieve stability and mass production, they can also be made.

Exceeding this value again is a bit eye-catching.

"Why do I feel like I'm smashing the rice bowls of superconducting thin film peers."

Xu Qingzhou felt a bit cruel.

"The shuttle effect group needs at least 15 people."

Xu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes. The institute has few people, almost one carrot one pit, everyone is crucial, which is also the reason for his strict screening, rather not recruit, than let people who are incompetent stay in his institute.

"Extract two people to be responsible for superconducting thin film experiments, if it goes well, there should be results within two months."

"Phew~"

Xu Qingzhou exhaled, leaned back in his chair, and sighed that there were too many things.

Lithium dendrites, shuttle effect, superconducting thin films, besides these, there is also the supersymmetric function theory he decided to try earlier.

He smiled and shook his head.

Fortunately, he is still young now, and has plenty of time to finish all these things. Opened the computer, these days he has been dealing with lithium dendrites and shuttle effect problems, he plans to change his brain, preparing to perfect the self-healing nano-cavity technology direction of superconducting thin films first.

August 5th, Monday.

Early morning, the air carried a trace of moist earthy scent, a night rain last night washed away the midsummer heat.

Xu Qingzhou woke up at 8:30, pillowing his hands behind his head, his whole body relaxed. During this period, he was either interviewing or doing experimental plans, and even busy on weekends. Today is Song Yao's birthday, just right to rest for a day.

The rain seems to be still falling.

Such weather is suitable for lying on the bed and rotting.

Song Yao was sleeping soundly, sniffing her nose in her dream, and arched a few times towards him, her posture was still very heroic, like an octopus clinging to him.

After being familiar, the idol baggage was gone.

Thinking of when they were just together, this girl would pretend to tidy up her hair before going out, he couldn't help but find it funny.

Xu Qingzhou cooperated and lay for a while, but this girl slept, and her legs kept rubbing on him, so he moved, thinking of getting up to cook breakfast.

"Don't move around."

Song Yao seemed to be disturbed, murmured and hummed, gave the human pillow she was holding a punch, but still rubbed on him a few times, her whole body almost lying on him.

She woke up, but it was refreshing after the rain, without the hot atmosphere of the past, always wanting to hold on for a while.

Xu Qingzhou played with the girl's hair with his hands, looking at the girl sticking to him, suddenly said: "I saw a sentence on the Internet."

"What?"

Song Yao was sleepy, burying her head in Xu Qingzhou's chest, warm, carrying the hot hormonal atmosphere.

Xu Qingzhou blathered seriously: "I often see people say that the highest realm of love between husband and wife is actually that touching you is the same as touching myself."

"So?" Song Yao blinked, chin on Xu Qingzhou's chest, already trying her best to cooperate with this guy's performance.

"I just want to challenge my soft rib, to see when I can reach this realm of love."

Xu Qingzhou's claws drilled into the girl's pajama hem.

"I'm going to buy breakfast."

Song Yao saw that the situation was not good and wanted to crawl up from him to run away.

Creak~

But it was still a bit late, pressed by Xu Qingzhou, both hands were restrained.

"Get up."

Song Xiaohua's beautiful eyes stared, attempting to use the eye-killing technique to deter Xu Qingzhou.

But Xu Qingzhou had already seen through this girl's routine.

"Xu Qingzhou, I'm counting to 3... woo~"

11 AM.

"The whole morning was wasted."

Song Yao finished washing and was annoyed looking at Xu Qingzhou lying on the sofa like a waste.

Xu Qingzhou retorted: "I am diligent, conscientious, working hard, just a bit lustful, so what."

Song Yao's unicorn arm couldn't help it again.

Seeing Song Yao staring at him unkindly, Xu Qingzhou made a gesture of shutting up.

At noon, the two cooked some noodles casually.

Xu Qingzhou was dressed very simply, work shorts paired with a white T-shirt, packed up and took a grain of cat food to tease Er Miao who was waiting for food with wide eyes.

"Let's go."

Song Yao was especially beautiful today, black long hair falling on her shoulders, white sleeveless long dress, revealing a section of beautiful calves, waist tied with a belt, the whole person suddenly became tall.

"Beautiful."

They have been together for four or five years, and they still feel amazing.

"Facts don't need to be repeated." Song Yao raised her eyebrows, turned around in front of the full-length mirror, very satisfied with today's outfit, thought of something, and waved to Xu Qingzhou: "You come over."

"Hmm?"

Song Yao pulled Xu Qingzhou to look in the mirror for a long time, nodded, it was very suitable.

Now, all of Xu Qingzhou's clothes were bought by her, matched quite well, of course, also because this guy barely has some appearance.

Song Yao commented: "Looks more like a human than before."

"..."

Outside the window, the rain had stopped, and the two packed up and went out.

Today's main task, shopping with Song Yao, eating, watching a movie.

At 4 PM, Xu Qingzhou was carrying a pile of things in his hand, the dishes for the evening, while Song Yao was holding a bunch of beautiful tulips in her arms, one hand carrying a doll caught in the mall during the day.

Xu Qingzhou followed into the kitchen, finished the chores and was chased out.

Although Xu Qingzhou took the initiative to cook, he was disliked by Song Yao. As Wang's last disciple, her cooking skills had formed a crushing trend over Xu Qingzhou.

"I'll do some work too."

Living room, Xu Qingzhou hooked Er Miao's chin, got up and took out the balloons just bought, and filled them with air using a pump.

Birthday, sense of ritual still needs to be there, have to decorate the house a bit more.

1 hour passed.

Xu Qingzhou was hanging balloons in the living room, when he saw Song Yao coming out of the kitchen in slippers, digging the red wine out of the cabinet on the side, and pouring it into the decanter.

"This..."

Xu Qingzhou subconsciously hammered his waist.

(End of chapter)