The voice just fell, and the young professor who was still warm and calm suddenly raised his head and his eyes lit up.
Because of the action just now, his clothes were not as upright as before, and his neckline was slightly open, but instead he added some vitality that he should have at his age.
Wu Zhanzhan's eyes were crystal clear and clear, and he raised his eyebrows, making Gu Chuanbai's chest warm when he touched him, and he couldn't help but hold his breath.
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Four credits.
The brain cannot be rubbed.
With 100% self-control, Gu Chuanbai stopped the hand that almost rubbed the professor's head in the middle of the road, hesitated for a moment, and cautiously turned to Lu Jingmo's neckline.
Seeing that Lu Jingmo still didn't resist, he reached over with confidence and smoothed out the messy collar of the other party.
The fabric of the casual shirt is soft, and the fabric fibers are lightly rubbed against the fingertips. Gu Chuanbai's movements became slower and slower, and finally almost stopped at his neckline.
The bells have been worn, and the collar is really nothing. Satisfied with the ice cream, Lu Deng lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his lips, and leaned forward voluntarily.
The subtle force that is difficult to detect made Gu Chuanbai's heart crackle and burst into tiny bubbles. He couldn't help pursing the corners of his lips, and his courage gradually increased. He turned the back of his hand and brushed the young professor's chin lightly.
The soft touch covers the chest, but it is refreshing and cool when it falls to the bottom of my heart, as if even the hot sunlight outside the window has become gentle.
Gu Chuanbai's eyes became darker, and his heart throbbed under the air pressure, and he took his hand back.
As if he didn't notice his movements at all, Lu Jingmo squinted his eyes against the sun, and Wen Xiu's eyebrows were still slightly curved.
Seeing his completely unaware posture, Gu Chuanbai felt a little worried instead.
Any genius who is particularly good at some aspects must be more or less good at others. Lu Jingmo's personality is not withdrawn, but he is too easy to trust others. He can talk to each other with a can of Coke, and he is so happy when he promises to make ice cream. The professor turned straight home.
Thinking of such a possibility, Gu Chuanbai felt a faint unease in his heart.
Lu Deng didn't know what he was struggling with, raised his eyebrows slightly, lowered his head and glanced at his clothes that were not abnormal, with mild doubts in his eyes.
Strike first.
Facing the soft light in his dark eyes, Gu Chuanbai pondered for a moment, made up his mind, and took a step forward: "Professor Lu, do you still need a teaching assistant?"
No salary, great strength, single, can make ice cream, can send professors to school to help with carrying the computer and the kind.
Gu Chuan Bai fixed his gaze on him, trying his best to imply his agreement with his eyes, but he was still a little nervous.
They had already called Jingmo, but suddenly they were called back to Professor Lu. Lu Deng pursed his lips and was about to speak, when he was immediately attracted by the latter sentence: "Can I also have a teaching assistant?"
Teaching assistants help lecturers or professors to assist in teaching. Most of them help with courseware modification assignments, are responsible for preparations before each class, and occasionally help guide experiments. His class was a general education class, and because he was too young to take students, in principle, there would be no teaching assistants assigned by the school.
Of course, he hoped that Gu Chuanbai could be his own teaching assistant, but the teaching assistants who were not established would not be paid.
"Yes, I work voluntarily and don't need wages."
Seeing that he didn't immediately refuse, Gu Chuanbai immediately grinned, looked at Lu Jingmo who seemed to be still hesitating, and continued to add.
"Actually, I've always been interested in botany. I love plants, especially classification and naming. I used to watch "One Hundred Thousand Whys" when I was a kid..."
Lu Deng raised his head, with a bright smile in his eyes: "I don't do classification, I do molecular mechanism."
Although in charge of teaching only elementary courses in botany, the funding available for taxonomy is meager. In order to take care of the other party smoothly, he deliberately chose plant physiology, which is a hot spot in the current world, focusing on metal ion absorption, and almost got access to all the expensive instruments. Gu Chuanbai's experiments need instruments, and he can open the back door for him. .
If you don't have wages, you can pay him by yourself, and you can find it for him if you don't have time. I came here to get the other party out of the bitter sea. As long as you think of a way, the problem is not difficult to solve.
Looking at Gu Chuanbai who looked momentarily disappointed, Lu Deng's eyes were almost overflowing with a smile, he reached out and pulled his hand, and put the backup access card and office key into his palm together.
"I'm still worried about taxonomy in my lectures - having a teaching assistant is much more reassuring."
The turning point came too quickly, and Gu Chuanbai recovered from his loss and stared at him, his eyes gradually lighting up unstoppably.
Lu Deng raised the corners of his lips and patted his shoulder like Gu Chuanbai. He turned around and planned to clean up his desk.
Looking at the smiling young professor, Gu Chuanbai squeezed his thigh, and the pain immediately returned to his senses. He hurriedly put away the access control card carefully, pulled the person back with his arms, and put it back on the sofa: "Teacher-Jingmo, I'll just come."
Lu Jingmo's physique is weak and weak. At first glance, it seems that he has been immersed in his work all year round, and he has been asked to hold books that can be called murder weapons. Gu Chuanbai is still somewhat uneasy.
Although most professors have a lot of rules, his little professor has already accepted him as a teaching assistant, and he will not be too out of line to help him do this.
After being re-pressed by the sound of Beijing ink, Lu Deng frowned and sat back on the sofa, watching the vigorous figure busily busy in front of the desk, relaxing his body and leaning into the exceptionally bright sunlight.
The air-conditioning in the room is fully open, but it feels warm in the sun. Gu Chuan's brows were full of vigour, and Lang Jun's face couldn't stop smiling, humming an unknown tune, sorting books and documents neatly into categories, and the movements of his hands. But very careful.
The ice cream can be made very delicious at a glance.
Recalling the taste described by the other party at that time in his mind again, Lu Deng closed his eyes with satisfaction, and let the system hand him an application for a private laboratory.
The afternoon sun was so good that Lu Deng's jet lag had not reversed when he arrived in the new world. Now that he had time to rest, he simply leaned his body against the sofa and closed his eyes relaxedly.
On the wooden floor, the footsteps squeaked a few times and then immediately relaxed. The curtains were pulled slowly, the single-layer gauze curtain blocked most of the bright sunlight, the temperature of the air conditioner was turned up a little, and the thin blanket folded beside the sofa was gently shaken and covered him.
The arms clinging to the thin blanket wrapped him between the sofa and his chest, and didn't move.
As soon as the faint coldness was born, it was dispelled by the gentle warmth. Lu Deng moved his body comfortably under the blanket, and was silent for a long while, almost half hugging his arm before finally making a move, quietly ascending, his palm resting on top of his head.
Then knead slowly.
The force was extremely careful, Lu Deng could guess that as long as he had a slight reaction, the other party would definitely bounce three meters away, and continued to clean up the table as if nothing had happened.
But even with such careful strength, the familiar temperature still poured into his heart silently through the palm of his hand, following the gentle movements.
Lu Deng stretched the blanket up to the tip of his nose, covering the faint smile on his lips.
After rubbing the hand, he retracted it contentedly, moved back, and returned to the table with the sound of light footsteps, and the room was completely quiet.
Probably because the atmosphere of doing nothing was too relaxing and pleasant, in order not to frighten his new teaching assistant, Lu Deng pretended to be asleep.
Half asleep and half awake, there was a soft sound of page turning from the desk.
Thinking of taking a break, when I opened my eyes again, the sky outside the window was already dark.
The curtains were half closed, the light in the room was darker than outside, and only the outlines of the desks, chairs and bookcases could be seen faintly.
nobody.
Lu Deng lifted the thin blanket and tried to sit up, but his heart skipped a beat, his arms softened for no reason, and the world in front of him turned dark for a moment.
Cold sweat penetrated the clothes leaning against the sofa, but it was still bubbling out. The system went to help him submit the application for the private laboratory, and he has not returned yet, so it cannot convey the current accurate situation. The sudden dizziness disturbed him, and he couldn't concentrate.
Between the jagged rubble, there is thick darkness on all sides.
The chill penetrated into the body one by one, and the body could not move or make a sound.
With great difficulty, I found a fifth stone of the right size, which I held in my palm, but had no strength to put it down.
This is not the first time he has faced such a dangerous and desperate situation. Whether he is holding on to wait for rescue or exiting, he has never experienced such a clear sense of unease.
The environment is similar, the conditions are the same - the cause and effect, the mutable factor probably lies in the person you are waiting for.
Lu Deng closed his eyes, moved his fingertips to hook out the key, the bell rang crisply between the metal bumps, and counted slowly and silently.
one two Three.
The sound of hurried footsteps came hurriedly, and stopped abruptly outside the door. The deliberately lowered sound of unlocking sounded slightly, the door was carefully pushed open, and the rich aroma of the food spread instantly in the office.
The memory was instantly washed away by the warm current, but his heart became more and more panic. In the tempting aroma, Lu Deng suddenly felt hungry.
Realizing that he seemed to have woken up, Gu Chuanbai was relieved, raised his hand to turn on the overhead light, and raised the bag in his hand towards him with a smile, but was startled by Lu Jingmo's face.
The little professor's eyes were a little dizzy, and he quietly leaned on the sofa and looked at him, his lips were white, and his forehead was cold with sweat, and there was still a sense of unease about the current state in his eyes.
Gu Chuanbai immediately guessed what was going on, and couldn't help but sighed for his foresight. Gu Chuanbai chuckled softly, put down what was in his hand, unscrewed a bottle of sweet milk and walked over quickly, taking the person carefully into his arms: "Open your mouth."
The two met at noon. Lu Jingmo was carrying a suitcase, and most of the time he didn't eat lunch. It was strange that he was not hungry after sleeping through the night.
Carrying candy for others and starving yourself to low blood sugar, it seems that no one is watching his little professor is really worrying.
The sweet milk was carefully fed. Gu Chuanbai carefully paid attention to his reaction. Seeing that Lu Jingmo was swallowing in his throat, he continued to feed the next time. He drank half of the bottle, but Lu Jingmo never choked. half o'clock.
Supplementing the deficient sugar, Lu Deng's heart calmed down a little, and the dizziness and panic disappeared quietly, but the burning hunger in his stomach became more and more distinct.
Seeing that his expression gradually became clearer and his face was no longer pale, Gu Chuanbai was relieved. He added a pillow behind Lu Jingmo's back, half squatted in front of the sofa holding his hand, and said warmly with a smile, "Okay, you'll be fine after a while."
He just went to buy food, thinking about buying back all of You You's special dishes, and the queue became longer. Worried that Lu Jingmo would be hungry, he bought some snack milk on the way back, which came in handy.
The cold palm was wrapped in warm warmth, and Lu Deng's eyes were moist for a moment, but he smiled at him again, with a little force on his hand, leaning against his shoulder: "Thank you."
Gu Yuan never made promises to him out of thin air.
Because waiting is for the person who has to wait, so I feel that time is limited. Because I know that the other party will come no matter what, I feel uneasy about the possible miss.
The mutagenic factor has been found, but there is no plan to control the variable at all.
Suddenly Lu Jingmo took the initiative to hold him up, and Gu Chuanbai quickly straightened his body to support him. His movements were too hasty, and his knees that had been kneeling slammed onto the wooden floor with a bang.
Ignoring the significance of this pose at all, Gu Chuanbai just raised his hand to caress the still slightly damp back, and gently patted down: "It's alright, it's alright. It's just low blood sugar, just eat something... "
Sure enough.
A bottle of sweet milk can be exchanged for a hug. Fortunately, I started early.
He couldn't help but be thankful for his decisive decision, but Gu Chuanbai's face remained motionless as a mountain, calmly comforting the young professor who had almost fainted from starvation, helping him sit at the table, and opening a few insulated lunch boxes.
The crystal clear sweet and sour meat has an attractive sweet and sour aroma, and the eggplant is full of the soup, and is simmered in the dark sauce. Seabass and water-cress soup is light and delicious, and the tender leaves seem to melt in the mouth with a sip.
Gu Chuanbai carefully avoided the books and materials, put the food on the table for him, and made two egg tarts that were just baked, and put them on the table with a smile: "Dessert after dinner."
Lu Deng looked up at him in the aroma of the food, his eyes were clear and focused. Gu Chuanbai's eyes collided with him lightly, his heart swayed softly, and he asked with a deliberate smile, "I have a meal at the professor's place, okay?"
The corners of his lips raised a brisk arc, and Lu Deng pulled him to sit down, pushed him an egg tart, and picked up a few chopsticks for him, heaping them full on the steaming white rice.
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After eating a meal to his heart's content, Gu Chuanbai stood up after Lu Jingmo was full and put down his chopsticks, rubbed his stomach, and happily cleaned up the table.
Lu Deng wanted to help, but he pressed him back to concentrate on digesting food, and put another bottle of chocolate-flavored milk in his hand.
Seeing that Gu Chuanbai didn't intend to ask him to intervene at all, Lu Deng bent his lips helplessly, and had no choice but to pull out the computer and sit back on the sofa.
Gu Chuanbai packed the lunch box for him, wiped the table top, opened the window again, and let the cool night wind blow in.
In the evening of the summer night, the summer heat of the day has faded, and the faint chirping of insects can be heard, the stars twinkle quietly, and the fresh air instantly fills the chest and lungs.
Gu Chuanbai turned around and temporarily turned off the air conditioner. Lu Jingmo had changed into a new dry shirt, and was leaning on the sofa with his computer in his arms, beating and beating, probably modifying the courseware for his lectures.
It was getting late, and there was a place to rest in the office. Lu Jingmo had just arrived at the school, and it was normal to take a day off here, but there was no need to rush back.
The light is cooler than the sun, and his breath is more and more clear and pure. The cuff board was covering his wrist, his eyes focused on the screen, his long and thin eyelashes were occasionally raised, and the brisk sound of tapping on the keyboard was continuous, and his expression became serious, and finally he faintly showed a bit of a professor's posture.
Lu Jingmo was focused, and Gu Chuanbai also let go of his courage and looked at him carefully, stood for a while, then suddenly became dumbfounded.
If you were so serious and focused when you first met him, you probably wouldn't dare to talk to him so rashly.
Fortunately there is no if.
Secretly glad that his eyesight was accurate, Gu Chuanbai rubbed the tip of his nose and was about to close the window, but suddenly noticed a smile that spread quickly on the brows of the serious young professor.
The two have been together for a day, and this is the first time they have seen such a cunning and clear light in each other's eyes.
Gu Chuanbai felt a strong curiosity in his heart, guessing that Lu Jingmo must have come up with some inspiration during the lesson preparation, he couldn't help but want to sneak a glance over there. Lu Jingmo had turned the computer completely to his side, held the screen with both hands, looked at him with a smile and opened his mouth.
"Chuan Bai, have you written your homework?"