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Here.

Dean Jiang has arranged an experiment classroom in the physics department. He and several professors have also organized the examination contents of the physics laboratory.

When Qin Ran came to President Jiang's office, the printer was still printing.

Zhou Ying hasn't left yet. Qin Ran changed his hand to hold the book and greeted politely: "President Jiang, Dr. Zhou."

Dean Jiang was waiting by the printer, holding a stapler in hand, and after all the paper was printed, he booked it one by one, finished it up, and then lowered his eyes and handed it to Qin Ran.

Qin Ran took over and turned it over, which was a bunch of theoretical and experimental physics.

"Qin Ran, have you been to school for so long, have you heard of the physics laboratory?" Dean Jiang said with a deep voice, slowly speaking.

Qin Ran tidyed up a bunch of documents before he nodded.

When I last went to Dean Zhou to sign a confidentiality agreement, Dean Zhou explained to her.

"Then I won't say much. Principal Zhou passed over and we directly reported you the name in early December," President Jiang took out the key of the small laboratory prepared for Qin Ran and handed it to Qin Ran. The experiments are all on the paper I printed out. There are only half a month left. If you concentrate on your research, don’t worry about other nuclear engineering and automation courses."

After listening, Qin Ran's eyes fell.

She probably knew the reason why Dean Jiang was looking for her. In December, she was talking with Dean Zhou separately. Dean Zhou also listed the pros and cons with her.

Right now...the expressions of Dean Jiang and Dr. Zhou probably think that she can't pass the normal test. She may pass the theoretical test, but the physics experiment is unlikely...

Despite this, the physics department opened a classroom for her alone.

Qin Ran looked at the pile of documents in his hand and smiled for a long while: "Okay."

"Go back and read," Dean Jiang did not want to put pressure on Qin Ran. He didn't explain too much to Qin Ran: "If you don't understand anything, just ask the doctor. I also printed out the doctors, on the last page."

Qin Ran had no sense of belonging to Beijing University. He was admitted to Beijing University only because Pan Mingxuan and Song Luting had just been at Beijing University before.

Looking at Dean Jiang at this time, she exhaled deeply.

I didn’t tell President Jiang that she hadn’t touched the physics experiment for more than four years. She didn’t know how difficult it was for the physics laboratory. Even Song Luting was so serious, and Qin Ran didn’t know if she could reach President Jiang. Requirements...

She took the key that Dean Jiang gave her, and went to a small classroom in the comprehensive building, where a pile of physical experiment equipment was placed.

No one in the laboratory, she used a small reactor and did an experiment.

**

At seven in the evening, Cheng Jun parked his car downstairs in the physical building.

It's seven o'clock.

Qin Ran has not come down yet.

Cheng Jun raised his eyebrows. He pulled out the key, turned on his cell phone to see the classroom that Qin Ran sent to her, and walked directly to the small classroom in the comprehensive building.

The classroom is in the innermost corner of the third floor and is very quiet.

The door is half-covered, white door frame, transparent glass, through the glass, you can see Qin Ran standing on the laboratory table sign, white fingertips holding a closed metal-shaped magnetic container, a circle of threads, complex structure, another Put it cautiously in a glass cover with one hand...

She lowered her eyebrows. At this angle, she could see her long eyelashes hanging down. The light shadow fell on the eyelids. Between the eyebrows was the frivolous of the young people. It was the only bright color in the laboratory.

Cheng Jun knew that she should be doing a physics experiment, so she didn’t go in to disturb her. She only took two steps forward. Her long legs ran across the hallway, stopped by the window, with both hands on the window sill, and black eyes. With a careless smile, she looked at her shallowly and brokenly.

Qin Ran has always been very serious in doing experiments.

She noticed the changes in the small reactor and picked up the record file on the side of the pen and recorded the data.

The record looked at the time, and it was half past seven.

She looked subconsciously out of the door, Cheng Jun stopped at the window, her eyebrows were like jade, her figure was slender.

**

"How are you doing the experiment?" Cheng Jun raised the temperature of the air conditioner in the car.

Qin Ran asked him to turn on the lights, then looked down and turned on the data she had just recorded. The first reactor was not very successful. The energy was only as she expected. She leaned on the back of the chair with a nasal voice, "Lab Assessment."

As she spoke, she read the recorded data.

When she encountered difficulties, she sent it to a professor of nuclear engineering.

For nuclear engineering, the professor is revising his SCI thesis.

The social account in the lower right corner of the computer jumped, and the professor opened it to see Qin Ran, a freshman in the physics department.

After adding her for so long, Qin Ran hardly asked him questions.

The professor put down his thesis, opened Qin Ran's head, and looked at her questions. The professor entered the fiftieth year and spent more than 20 years in the laboratory. He was familiar with the experimental content.

Soon I found out the problems of Qin Ran and sent her the past.

After confirming that Qin Ran had no other problems, the professor continued his thesis. He just revised a few lines and found that it was not right...

"Strange..." The professor opened Qin Ran's chat log and read it back and forth several times before murmuring: "Isn't this... not... C-level experiment..."

**

Here, Cheng Jun parked his car in the underground parking lot.

The parking lot of Tinglan is very large. It has two floors and is very wide. At night, the lights are not so dim. There are four elevators in a building. The residents are basically two floors or one floor. The elevators are not busy.

Cheng Jun held the Qin Ran Nuclear Engineering book in one hand and pressed the elevator button in the other.

Qin Ran was half behind him, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and looking back at the explanation given to her by the professor, his eyes were serious, and he thought about which step was wrong.

The elevator came down from the 18th floor.

Ding--

The door opened, nobody.

Cheng Jun looked sideways to see that the person was still behind him, reaching for her waist directly and dragging the person in.

He pressed the floor calmly, "Sister Ran."

Qin Ran probably had a thought, raised his head casually, his tone was not slow, "say."

Cheng Jun lowered his head, pressed down the palm of her waist, and pressed it against her lips, with a hint of coolness.