Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

laboratory.

After finishing the last piece of data, Qin Ran turned sideways, his eyelashes drooping slightly: "Brother Ye."

Brother Ye took the data, looked at Qin Ran, and couldn't help opening his mouth: "Little Sister, I will find another project for you..."

Qin Ran hadn't spoken yet. While busy academician Liao raised his eyes, his voice was always cold: "Your project person has been selected?"

Brother Ye sipped his lips. He nodded, and he just wanted to use his prepared speech.

Zuo Qiurong, who came in to get the experimental equipment, said politely, "Sorry, my other two teammates did not agree to report another newcomer."

In order to prevent Zuoqiong Rong from being angry, the other two teammates specially called Zuoqiong Rong in the afternoon to comfort her a few words.

The two chose Brother Ye and Zuo Qiurong to be guilty, and this was not particularly surprising.

After listening to Brother Ye, he stopped talking. He turned and silently adjusted the magnetic field that Qin Ran gave him.

"Your two teammates disagree?" Academician Liao glanced at Zuo Qiurong, then turned his gaze back to Qin Ran, and paused before speaking: "Since those two teammates are not willing to team up with you, don't use Reluctantly, pay attention to the projects initiated by the laboratory and the school during this time. I will ask other professors..."

Although Academician Liao has never accepted students, there are many doctoral professors who have been directed by him.

As for Brother Ye's team, Liao Gaoang was devoted to research and could not do anything to persecute others.

Zuo Qiurong heard the words with only a faint smile, and did not speak, but the hands on both sides tightened.

Qin Ran was putting the book she borrowed from the library at noon back into the backpack. She shook her head when listening to Liao Gaoang, "Thank you Academician Liao, but I already have a research project in hand and I have already teamed up with my classmates."

Upon hearing this, Brother Ye and Academician Liao were quite surprised.

Academician Liao always talks a little, and Brother Ye is very happy, "That's great."

Zuo Qiurong leaned slightly on the table, looked at Qin Ran, and smiled curiously, "I didn't expect Shimei to have a project at hand. As far as I know, Beijing University has not opened several projects. Which project did Xiaoshimei participate in?" "

Qin Ran pulled the zipper of the backpack up, raised his eyes, and looked to the left Qiu Rong, with an unhurried opening: "ICNE Final."

After talking, I didn't look at Zuo Qiurong's reaction. I politely greeted Liao Gaoang and Brother Ye, and left directly with my schoolbag.

ICNE, the hall of physics is still the highest award for advanced students.

Writing ten sci papers with an impact factor greater than 25 is not as good as participating in an ICNE final.

Freshmen who are still in the physics department of the university may not yet know what this competition is, but it is the research project that everyone who wants to study and study for is most interested in.

Even Senior Brother Ye was stunned for a long while before she could not help but sigh, and then she felt relieved in her heart: "No wonder I told the little sister in the afternoon that the quota is gone, the little sister is very calm, it turns out that she also has a project, ICNE finals, little This is a good starting point for Shimei... Even if you don’t win an award, it’s okay. Fortunately, I didn’t really pull Xiaoshimei into my research project, or I should stop her.

Just participating in this final is the dream project of the world's top physics graduate students.

Brother Ye wanted to ask Qin Ran whether he needed a helper or a part-time job.

Academician Liao turned back and nodded slightly, and rarely gave a compliment: "She is really good at this project."

In addition to laughing, Zuo Qiong on the side couldn't say anything else.

She thought that Qin Ran was anxious to participate in the review before she wanted to participate in her project. She tried her best to block it. Who knew that Qin Ran had his own project... or ICN...

Qin Ran could say it himself, and Zuo Qiurong wouldn't think she was telling lies...

Compared with the popularity, although the project she signed with Brother Ye was good in all projects, compared with Qin Ran's ICNE, it was basically a big witch and a little witch.

Zuoqiong Rong pursed her lips, biting jealously and gnawed at her heart... she couldn't say a word.

This is simply not a comparison of the same level.

**

Qin Ran didn't know what Zuo Qiurong thought now.

At this time she had already left the gate of the laboratory.

Near the end of December, the capital finally ushered in the first snow.

Snowflakes are not particularly dense, and the speed is not fast. Slowly falling from the sky, a snowflake is very large, and it melts when it falls on the ground.

Cheng Jun stood under the street lamp and looked down at the time on his wrist.

The figure was slender, and a few snowflakes fell on his body and above his head.

It was illuminated by the street lamp and brought a warm tone in the cold.

He reached out and carelessly flicked off the snowflakes on his shoulders. As soon as he looked up, he saw Qin Ran, and his movements stopped a little.

When Qin Ran came to his side, he reached out and hugged the man, put the cold hand between her necks, and then let go of it in just a second, and asked with a smile, "Are you cold?"

"It's not cold." Qin Ran raised his head to let him get on the car, the car didn't turn off, and the air conditioner was still on. When he was on the book, Qin Ran asked how long he had waited outside.

"Ten minutes?" Cheng Jun drove the car into the avenue and glanced at her sideways.

It suddenly snowed tonight, and there were fewer people on the road. He took a few minutes to drive over than before.

Qin Ran nodded, resting his hand on the window of the car, holding his chin and thinking about the laboratory.

The laboratory is now the research of Academician Liao, after which she also has her own research. Several kinds of radioactivity research cannot be brought back to the research, and the time may be later...

Thinking this way, Qin Ran couldn't help leaning on the door, looking at Cheng Jun's direction.

Think a little.

The two returned to Tinglan along the way.

In the hall, Cheng Wenru still had the computer on her lap. When Qin Ran came back, she put the computer aside, "Ran Ran, come back?"

Cheng Mu also stood up from the wooden table and greeted Qin Ran Cheng Jun.

Qin Ran changed shoes at the entrance, put the backpack aside, and said hello to Cheng Wenru.

Cheng Jun lazily stepped his feet into the furry slippers.

"Right, Ran Ran, this is your courier." Cheng Wenru handed the long box on the table to Qin Ran, and pointed at the payment and asked Qin Ran: "What is this word?"

Qin Ran glanced down.

Pursed lips.

Then directly tear off the loosely attached list and throw it into the trash.

Simply neat.

"My friend is half a foreigner and can't write." She leaned her head and explained to Cheng Wenru.

Cheng Wenru nodded: "No wonder."

She recognized for a long time, but did not recognize it.

Qin Ran opened the courier again. Cheng Mu immediately went downstairs and took the scissors she had pruned and handed them over to Qin Ran to ask her to cut the tape: "Miss Qin, what did your friend send?"

"Probably a painting?" Qin Ran casually untied.

Cheng Jun sat casually opposite her, looked at her courier box, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

There are two chapters on the box.

"Your friend is abroad?" He leaned back on the sofa.

One of the chapters is clearly foreign.

Qin Ran nodded, "tearing" and tearing off the tape.

"None of the things that came in from abroad were even checked?" Cheng Wenru looked at Qin Ran's express delivery with Erlang's legs tilted.

Cheng Mu's memory is okay, he suddenly realized, "Miss Qin has a friend of a war reporter."

"Battlefield reporter?" Cheng Wenru was quite surprised and couldn't see it at all: "It's amazing."

Those who dare to be reporters in the field are not ordinary people.

The two were talking, Qin Ran had opened the big cardboard box.

Inside is a rectangular, packed antique wooden gift box, and two small wooden boxes.

Cheng Jun glanced at it, and knew that the rectangular wooden box was filled with paintings. He casually said, "You still have a gift?"

No need to guess who prepared this painting.

Qin Ran's careless "um" sound, she opened the delicate small organ outside the rectangle and lifted the lid.

Inside is a curly picture with slightly yellowish edges.

Cheng Wenru had also collected several paintings for Master Cheng before. Upon seeing this condition, he knew that it was probably an antique. When Qin Ran saw her movements, she would pick them up. She quickly said: "Don't open it casually, be careful of damage."

Qin Ran put his hands down and closed the lid.

Cheng Wenru pointed to two other wooden boxes, "What are those two?"

Qin Ran did not know.

She only sent the giant crocodile a picture.

After thinking for a while, I reached for one of the wooden boxes.

Inside is a blue hairpin, which is also inlaid with fine pieces of jade and golden tassels. It can be seen from the age, but it is obviously well preserved, bright colors, fine and gorgeous craftsmanship.

Qin Ran couldn't see what the hairpin was.

He just took it out and played with it against the light. "It's not as heavy as it looks."

A layman who hasn't understood these things lightly commented.

On the side, Cheng Wenru withdrew her gaze, she looked at Qin Ran, a little amazed: "Which friend did you send this?"

"My brother?" Qin Ran narrowed his eyes and returned.