Chapter 64: The school promised five hundred thousand in funding—we can't let it go to waste!

Damn! How long has it been since we last saw each other? Little junior brother, what's with your look? Did you get dumped or something? Why do you look so dejected?

In the blink of an eye, it's been a little over two months since Li Mingyang officially entered Harbin Institute of Technology, and it's almost been a month since he received the materials from his eldest senior sister.

If we say that a month ago he was still quite satisfied with his first work, but after experiencing a month of study...

Looking at the Stellar Vessel he had previously built, Li Mingyang felt it was full of flaws from every angle.

When he originally designed it, there should have been many places for optimization.

Although he feels this way every time he sees it, it doesn't affect Li Mingyang's fondness for his first work in life.

It's still well preserved, kept in his collection cabinet, after all, it holds a different commemorative meaning for him.

Although for his current self, the Stellar Vessel is already somewhat unsuitable for display, it's even more so for his future self.

However, purely as his first work in life, Li Mingyang feels that no matter when, he should be satisfied with Xin Chenghao.

"Little junior brother? Little junior brother? What are you thinking about? You couldn't have really been dumped, could you? Are you still thinking about your ex-girlfriend who broke up with you?"

After asking that, Li Mingyang didn't respond for a long time, and Wang Yaqin really couldn't help but feel a bit surprised.

I was just making a casual joke, but looking at the current trend, could it be that my offhand remark actually hit the mark?

This really made Wang Yaqin unable to stop worrying: if her little junior brother's studies were affected by this issue...

Would she then suffer an undeserved disaster at the hands of her own teacher?

After all, her teacher had specifically instructed her to take good care of her little junior brother's life at school, whether in studies or daily life.

"Whoa! Senior sister, where did your thoughts go? Boyfriend or girlfriend, I basically don't have any of that stuff at all."

"And why have I become like this? Isn't it all because you, senior sister, caused it? Yet you're still asking if I got dumped..."

Li Mingyang's facial expression was one of speechlessness; he felt his senior sister was basically mocking him.

He felt that the four words 'lovelorn' would never happen to him in this lifetime, let alone this life—he hadn't even experienced it in his past life!

"Because of me?"

Wang Yaqin's thoughts had gone off track from the start, and by this time they still hadn't returned to normal; upon hearing that, she couldn't help but blush.

"Could it be... that my little junior brother actually likes someone like me?"

And the reason he's become like this... could it be...

Li Mingyang didn't know what thoughts and images were flashing through his senior sister's mind; instead, he kept muttering to himself:

"I really do admire you, senior sister—you just tossed me a few hard drives packed full of all kinds of study materials."

"This period has made me study to the point of exhaustion; every day just studying drains all my energy, leaving no time for grooming."

"Besides, I have no interest in looking for a girlfriend, so I don't need to strive to show off like a peacock displaying its tail."

"As for minor details of appearance, there's no need to worry too much about them."

"To be frank, it's because you and I aren't in the same year; you've already mastered this knowledge and these materials."

"Otherwise, I'd actually kind of want to drag you into studying with me so you could experience what endless learning feels like."

At the end, Li Mingyang couldn't help but take a fierce bite of the chicken leg in his hand, as if it were those damned knowledge points.

Two big bites and it goes straight into his stomach to be digested!

Upon hearing that, Wang Yaqin instantly felt embarrassed, wondering what she had just been thinking about.

Moreover, her little junior brother is so big... it really shouldn't be like this.

In an instant, Wang Yaqin even felt like she wanted to dig a three-bedroom underground apartment with her big toe and just hide herself in it.

To avoid continuing to be embarrassed on the ground, or perhaps there's a ticket for an interstellar spaceship somewhere? Something that would let her flee this planet at top speed.

That is, Li Mingyang doesn't know Wang Yaqin's thoughts and embarrassment; otherwise he would surely have laughed out loud.

He considered this a small revenge on her.

Although the other party gave him these study materials with good intentions, the fact that he has been tormented by them is also true.

A little payback against her puts Li Mingyang under absolutely no psychological pressure.

……

"Hello, is this President Zheng? I have something I'd like to consult you about."

In the blink of an eye, Li Mingyang's studies have approached the end of term, which is quite different from high school when he could still pay some attention to his appearance.

In college, Li Mingyang has practically given up on managing his image, only remembering to do so when he occasionally relaxes.

Only then does he think about getting a haircut, shaving his beard, and so on.

However, these are minor details that aren't very important to Li Ming; now, after a full semester of study...

... he feels his ability has made considerable progress since building the Stellar Vessel, and scientific research is always a step‑by‑step ascent.

Isn't it also time for him to start accumulating more hands‑on practical experience?

And Li Mingyang hasn't forgotten an important matter: when he first enrolled, the principal had promised him...

... that after entering the school, each year there would be 500,000 in research funding, and as long as he remained a student, he would have the right to allocate that 500,000 each year.

Of course, this isn't cash but is converted into various experimental consumables.

And today Li Mingyang called President Zheng precisely for this matter.

"I understand, I understand, Mingyang classmate, you don't need to say it—if I, the principal, haven't guessed wrong..."

"Mingyang, you're calling about the lab, right? Or perhaps about this year's experimental supplies?"

"As for this, the principal has already taken it into consideration!"