Lu Deng raised his head and looked at him in the dark.
It was pitch black in front of me, and I could only vaguely see the outline, but the touch was real and clear. The force behind his back was steady and constant, the familiar warmth covered his body, and the kiss Rong Rong that had just been put on was gently separated with just one touch, but it had already hit his heart with the gentle voice.
Don't be afraid anymore.
Lu Deng looked at him fixedly, his brows creased, his empty hands wrapped around his shoulders and leaned against him.
With a humming sound, the laboratory lights suddenly returned to light.
The lights are bright and everything is visible. Meeting the pupils of young professor Wu Zhan, Assistant Gu, who was extremely courageous in the dark, jumped in his heart and was about to back away immediately, but the hand behind him suddenly pulled back with force.
It's not the almost strong support force in the electron microscope laboratory. The force behind it is gentle and gentle, but it doesn't give him a chance to retreat.
His little professor looked at him, his eyes were crystal clear, the fresh breath of grass and trees came up, and a cool touch covered his lips.
Gu Chuanbai's heart skipped a beat.
One more jump.
The ecstasy of being answered echoed in his chest, drowning all anxiety.
The corners of his lips couldn't stop rising, and Gu Chuanbai hugged him hard, almost wanting to pick him up and turn around a few times, but remembering that this was actually a serious laboratory, he forced back the almost rushing joy. , Only the brilliance in the eyes, still waiting for the confirmation of the other party in disbelief.
Facing his gaze, Lu Jingmo smiled and nodded: "I remember."
New memories covered the shadows that were too heavy, and the chest was filled again. In the same darkness where everything was invisible, the other party groped and came over carefully but accurately.
Come and kiss him.
Meeting the warm smile in those eyes, Gu Chuan's ears were hot, he raised his hand and touched his head, the corners of his lips still grinned in an unconscious arc.
Lu Jingmo shook his hand with a smile, confirmed that the machine had been repaired, and put the reagent in his hand in, and the electronic prompt sounded smoothly.
The system disappeared, and after calling it several times, there was no response. It was probably because he had learned his routine, and after repairing the circuit, he went to look for evidence that the experimenter deliberately destroyed the instrument.
His system learning has evolved very quickly, and he is becoming more and more helpful. When he goes back this time, he should pack a red envelope for him as an encouragement.
Lu Jingmo retracted his mind and continued to work on the experiment. Gu Chuanbai handed over the test bench and assisted him, but he couldn't help but look at the young professor Wen Jun's face in front of the instrument.
I don't know if I was thinking about the laboratory, but the particularly delicate face showed a faint seriousness, but the corners of the lips were still pursed softly, so beautiful that it could be directly drawn into people's hearts.
Seemingly aware of his gaze, Lu Jingmo turned to look over, but Gu Chuanbai quickly turned his gaze back and focused on checking the readings.
Although the experimenters were somewhat distracted in the middle, at least they still remembered the business, and they all calmed down after a while.
Half a night later, the entire experiment has been completely repeated.
"It is indeed biased. The offset value causes the data at the tail to be flattened. Here-"
After tidying up the laboratory, Gu Chuan Baili made a curve, straightened up and pointed to Lu Jingmo.
The young professor had nothing else to focus on, and quickly walked over after answering. He didn't sit, just bent his elbows on his shoulders, and moved the mouse to carefully check the details that were more difficult to find.
The refreshing breath swept gently in his ears, and it was impossible to tell whether his little professor was unaware or self-taught. Gu Chuanbai's heart was pounding, and he looked away unconsciously, and his palms were already sweaty. .
Lu Deng was accustomed to being close to him, and he didn't even realize that there was anything wrong with his actions. He lay on his shoulders and checked the data for the last time. He nodded with satisfaction and straightened up. He exported the data and turned off the computer.
"That's it, we will go home tonight to write the paper and try to send it out as soon as possible."
Zhan Pei's idea is not difficult to guess. First, he bought someone to maliciously tamper with the data, and then he broke the instruments that must be used in the verification experiment. The speed of publishing the paper by himself is too fast, and it is very likely that he will directly submit it without looking closely.
When he takes hold of this handle, whether it is used to coerce him to negotiate conditions, or desperate revenge on himself, he will have a lot of confidence and reliance.
It's a pity that Zhan Pei probably didn't expect that his carefully tampered experimental data would be picked out by the graduate students trained under his high-pressure policy.
His heart beat faster because of his words "go home". Graduate Gu, who picked out the wrong data at a glance, didn't realize that he had made a great contribution, and nodded hesitantly. He was led out of the laboratory by Lu Jingmo with a smile, and handed the key to his hand.
It wasn't until he was pushed into the driver's seat that Gu Chuanbai finally recovered: "Jing Mo—"
"The car was issued by the school. I can't drive it, so I just parked here."
Lu Jingmo sat in the co-pilot, explained patiently, and fastened his seat belt sideways: "I'll leave it to you later."
The thin shoulders swayed in front of him, causing Gu Chuanbai's chest to feel astringent, and he responded in a low voice, holding his palm that was still not fully warmed: "Go back and rest well, I will help you write this paper, and you can change it after you finish writing it. ,OK?"
Without hearing the timely response, Gu Chuanbai felt a little nervous in his heart. He grabbed the other person's shoulder and wanted to see his expression, but Lu Jingmo looked up at him: "Write on the bed, okay?"
Habit is a very fatal thing. Since he developed the habit of sleeping with each other, he has not been able to sleep soundly for many days.
Since they have already brought people home, there is no reason not to go to bed together.
Feeling that he was probably burned to the root of his neck, Gu Chuanbai took a deep breath and repeatedly warned himself that the little professor was just feeling lonely and wanted to sleep with him. Dynamic pressure in the bottom of my heart, close the hand and shake it: "Okay."
Lu Jingmo raised the corners of his lips contentedly, reported a place name to him, and settled into the passenger seat with peace of mind.
After the call, Gu Chuanbai couldn't completely calm down. Gu Chuanbai tried his best to concentrate on the car and came to a fork in the road. He was about to ask Lu Jingmo how to go, but his voice was suddenly silenced.
His little professor has fallen asleep.
I just fell ill and did the experiment for half a night, and my body must have been very tired long ago. Gu Chuanbai pulled over carefully, took off his coat and covered him, his eyes fell on the peacefully sleeping Qingjun face, and his brows unknowingly filled with warmth.
That's it.
The palm of the hand was covered with a soft top of hair, and it was gently rubbed. Gu Chuanbai put on his headphones, turned on the navigation, quietly leaned over, and put a kiss on his lips.
When he was about to get home, Lu Jingmo woke up to the sound of the system.
The residence assigned to him by the school is in a high-end community. He has never lived in it before. It is just a house number, and it will not generate a real residence.
The system spent two hours helping him build a home. In order not to make him seem too unfamiliar with his own home, he chatted with him about the environment, and took the trouble to instruct him to take people home for the night. Common sense, specially introduced the location of emergency supplies. It is said that there is a pair of handcuffs hidden by the bedside. If he sees that the situation is not good, he will be handcuffed and run first.
Lu Jingmo couldn't help laughing when he heard it, and turned his eyes out of the window, but Gu Chuanbai still noticed the soft curvature of the corners of his lips.
Stopping the car in the parking space, Gu Chuanbai raised his hand to put his cheek on his face, waiting for him to turn his eyes around, his voice was curious and soft: "What is the professor laughing at?"
Hearing what he was picking up again, Professor Lu smiled more and more, rubbed the palm of his hand, and actually relaxed his strength and leaned forward.
Gu Chuanbai's heart softened, and he no longer asked. He unfastened the seat belts of the two with one hand, still holding his cheek, leaning over to place a light kiss on his forehead.
Realizing that he was wearing only a thin shirt, Lu Jingmo moved to return the clothes he was wearing, but Gu Chuanbai raised his hand and held it down: "I'm not afraid of cold, I'll freeze."
Lu Jingmo blinked, but before he understood the meaning of this sentence, Gu Chuanbai had already turned off the car and got out of the car, went around to the other side to open the door for him, and wrapped the man with his clothes and hugged him out.
The dark clouds that covered the night have dissipated, but the moonlight is still indistinct, which makes the starlight brighter.
Standing in his arms, Lu Jingmo wanted to find his hand, but Gu Chuanbai had already held it firmly and put his clothes on for him: "Go, go home."
Although it was an emergency residence, it didn't look cold and blunt at all, but it almost copied his residence in the real world. Lu Jingmo recognized the purpose of each room as soon as he recalled it, and led Gu Chuanbai straight to the bedroom, where he saw the familiar big bed that was enough to sleep three people.
After sleeping on the single bed for so long, I finally saw the bed I was familiar with, and it would be a lie to say that I was not moved.
Lu Jingmo breathed a long sigh of relief, and moved back to the bed. The body that had just recovered from the illness finally felt a deep sense of tiredness.
On the way back, he was so sleepy that Lu Jingmo must have been very tired. Gu Chuanbai coaxed him to take a shower and lie down, stuffed him into the quilt, stroked his forehead and gave him a kiss before quickly entering the bathroom.
He had slept in the office for a few hours before starting the experiment in the afternoon, and he didn't feel sleepy at all now.
Gu Chuanbai stood under the shower, lowered the water temperature, raised his hand and pressed on the cold tiles. Thinking of how docile and good-natured the little professor was when he was drowsy in the bathtub just now, his cheeks became hot again, and he shook his head vigorously to drive the thoughts about snacks out of his mind.
I actually went home with the professor.
It's far warmer than a cold office, and it's a better place to rest. Now that he knows the way, he can often send his little professor home to sleep well, and he must not be so tired that he falls ill.
Separated by a wall, the man lay on the bed and fell asleep peacefully.
Gu Chuanbai felt his chest warm just thinking about it, so he hurriedly took a cold shower, dried the water and changed into pajamas. Looking at Lu Jingmo, who was soundly asleep, he stood beside the bed and hesitated for a moment, but he took out the computer lightly and sat down on the side of the bed.
The little professor is afraid of the dark, and he has made up his mind to sleep with him, so he will accompany him well.
Gu Chuanbai sat quietly for a while, and when Lu Jingmo fell asleep, he turned the brightness of the screen to the lowest level and called up the experimental records and data.
Just typing a few words on the keyboard, the warmth next to him suddenly leaned up.
Worrying that he was disturbing him, Gu Chuanbai hurriedly stopped. Just as he was about to lower his head to ask, he saw that Lu Jingmo was still sound asleep, with only his forehead pressed against him, rubbed gently, and the corners of his lips curved into a soft arc.
Under the dim light of the computer screen, Gu Chuanbai's eyes softened into a deep pool of still water, concentrated for a long time, leaned down while holding the little professor's chin, and gently placed a kiss on his lips.
Every night after that, I will be with him.
Hearing that Lu Jingmo had indeed sent the paper, Zhan Pei finally let go of his heart that had been hanging for a long time.
I hadn't heard of borrowing instruments in the plant laboratory these days. The experimenter who bought it patted his chest and assured, saying that Lu Jingmo didn't find any problems with the data at all. As long as this paper is sent up and passed the review, it will be a time bomb in his hand.
He wants fame, and Lu Jingmo also wants fame. There are problems with the data of the two people's papers. If you give each other face, the words will be much easier to talk about.
Taking a sip of the first-class coffee made by the graduate student, Zhan Pei leaned in the boss chair gracefully, and slowly flipped through the latest weekly newspaper.
There was a soft knock on the door, Zhan Pei frowned and raised his eyelids impatiently: "Is something wrong?"
"Boss, someone in the school is looking for you, in the laboratory, say yes - talk about..."
The student who came in was a third-year graduate student. His face was pale and his voice was careful, but there was a strange light in his eyes.
Accustomed to the way these graduate students kept silent in front of him, Zhan Pei twitched the corners of his eyes with his unusual gaze, and slapped the weekly newspaper on the table displeased. The student shivered immediately, lowered his head and took a few steps back.
Seeing that his majesty was still there, Zhan Peicai snorted with satisfaction, told him to clean up the office, got up and pushed the door out.
The graduate students under him have been dissociated recently, and have not produced any valuable results for a long time. The school sent people to find him, either to urge him to produce results, or that kid Lu Jingmo has already stabbed himself.
The former is easier to handle. Even the latter, this is not the first time that this paper has been stabbed. If he can fool him once, he can fool him a second time. As long as the tampered paper was published in time before Lu Jingmo handed in the results of the repeated test, he would not be afraid of this doll professor who didn't even grow his hair again.
Before walking into the laboratory, Zhan Pei adjusted his expression and put on a warm smile.
Reach out and don't hit the smiling man, he is already an old man in the school, and anyone should give some face. If something really happened, just explain to each other and take care of them and it's over.
He thought so with a smile, pushed open the door to say hello, but the smile suddenly condensed on his face, and a trace of unease flashed quickly in his eyes.
Gu Chuanbai hasn't been to the electron microscope laboratory for a long time. He doesn't want to ruin his future because of such an insignificant graduate student, so he has been indulging in half knowing.
But this time, Gu Chuanbai was brought by the school leaders.
Lu Jingmo was also there, sitting in front of the test bench, his eyes fell silently on the empty space.
His face seemed to be a little pale, but his eyebrows were still calm and indifferent, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking, but he still staggered half of his body without a trace, and protected Gu Chuanbai's stubborn wings behind his arms.
If only there were these two people, it would be fine. What made him even more disturbed was that the researcher he had bought was still standing in the crowd.
The principal only focuses on scientific research, usually not on campus. The vice-principal in charge of administration walked over slowly with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a sad expression.
Zhan Pei grinned and said with a mocking smile, "Old Ding—"
As soon as the words came out, he felt the atmosphere was wrong, and when he met the other party's gaze, his fluent articulation suddenly stumbled, and he changed his words bluntly: "Ding, Principal Ding..."
"Professor Zhan, your students are all outside, do you want us to say more?"
The evidence is so conclusive that it is impossible to solve it in private. The news, images, and transfer records, the researcher was so frightened that he said what he should say clearly, and sold Zhan Pei completely without any reservations.
The vice-principal sighed heavily, and continued speaking in a deep voice.
"Professor Lu's paper doesn't conflict with yours. What are you doing? If Assistant Professor Gu hadn't verified carefully and helped him find out that mistake, he had to redo the experiment urgently, and there would have been a problem with the paper he handed in— Professor Lu was invited back by the principal himself, so should we persuade them to dismiss him?"
The corners of his eyes narrowed by the word "also", Zhan Pei took a deep breath and his voice trembled: "Principal Ding, what do you mean?"
The vice-principal did not speak, but just pushed the document over: "Sign it, your report letter is already piled up in the office. As far as we know, in addition to falsifying the thesis, maliciously tampering with other people's experimental data, you also have long-term irregularities with your graduate students. Human oppression. This kind of behavior has continued for so long in broad daylight, we should reflect on…”
"who said it!"
With blood in his eyes, Zhan Pei slammed open the door of the laboratory, and a group of graduate students outside stood up instantly in fright.
Zhan Pei glared furiously, and said coldly, "Who said that?! Who am I oppressing! You have the courage to stand up now—"
Before he finished speaking, the young man at the head had already stepped forward and bowed silently to him.
More and more postgraduate students followed, and more people's eyes were red. A few girls couldn't hold it any longer, they squatted on the ground with their faces covered and cried bitterly.
"If we can use our future, and change junior brothers and sisters to stop jumping into the fire pit, then this future will not be needed."
The leader of the youth twitched the corners of his mouth, the moisture in his eyes accumulated, but he still walked in front of the vice-principal, took out a report letter and handed it over with both hands.
"This is the last letter of reporting. My name is Bi Song. I report Professor Zhan's real name for oppressing and insulting graduate students, collecting graduate students' internship wages, and withholding the signatures of students' papers..."
They didn't know why Zhan Pei was unlucky, but Gu Chuanbai came to them and asked them if they dared to report it, saying that there was a way to hand it over.
They only thought about it for one night, and they all made an appointment to write a real-name report letter.
Rather than saying that they were willing to believe in Gu Chuanbai, they were more willing to believe in Lu Jingmo—that night, when they watched Gu Chuanbai being led away by the wrist of the young professor who came to protect him, I don’t know how many people lost sleep. All night long, a faint but indelible longing for envy emerged from the bottom of my heart.
If there is still a last ray of light in this already very dark student age, even if a moth flies into the flame, they will pounce on it.
Before he could finish his words, Zhan Pei rushed over in a rage and raised his hand to hit, but was immediately held down by several people.
"Z University wanted you at the beginning, and Z University will give you your future!"
The vice-principal pressed his shoulder tightly and spoke loudly. Watching Zhan Pei desperately resisting and struggling under the pressure, his eyes finally darkened after knowing that he was completely hopeless, and finally he signed the document tremblingly, and finally sighed.
Someone pushed Zhan Pei, and the figure sitting at the table suddenly fell down. It took a long time to get up and stumble out the door.
The sound of footsteps receded in the hallway.
Zhan Pei was removed from the professorship, and the original graduate students could choose new supervisors to apply for transfer. Suddenly aware of a lot of burning eyes, Professor Lu, who was still concentrating on pretending to be a high-cold genius, shuddered, and after realizing it, he raised his head to look at Gu Chuanbai, and there was a vague sense of helplessness in his eyes.
He wanted to recruit graduate students, but he didn't expect to have so many.
Gu Chuanbo's fifty questions were approved for a whole day, and he was allowed to get out of bed after he had approved the homework.
This idea came up, and a messy mechanical sound suddenly came out in my mind, and the system went black with a snap, probably because of insufficient memory and stuck.
Lu Jingmo sighed worriedly, chose to restart the system, and was suddenly lightly supported on his shoulders.
Raising his eyes, he was greeted by the warm smile in Gu Chuanbai's eyes: "I can help the professor criticize."
They have been preparing for this battle for a long time today, and when repeated experiments have completely proved the data falsification, and the paper has been successfully published, they will hand over the evidence they have collected at the beginning.
The academic circle is quiet, but I am only afraid that things will get worse. These are all time bombs that explode at the touch of a button, and there are reports from students to make things worse. One item was not appeased and detonated on the Internet, all of which had a fatal impact on the Z biggest.
Colleges and universities must issue clear documents on the disposition of professors. In this way, Zhan Pei probably has nowhere to go to the next level of school.
A lot of people came, and they were surrounded by the back. Gu Chuanbai became more courageous, moved his hand, and groped to find Lu Jingmo's hand, on which he wrote "Ten, Dao, Question, Kiss" stroke by stroke.
Only four words were written, and the crowd was already scattered.
Gu Chuanbai pulled his hand away in time, and before the graduate students surrounded him, he led his little professor to break out with the crowd.
The sun is just right, there are no clouds, it is a rare good weather.
Another spring and summer.
The train rumbles, and the light and shadow are constantly changing. In the seat by the window, the young professor was concentratingly reading the application materials of the new batch of graduate students, when he was suddenly held lightly by another hand.
Lu Jingmo raised his head, met his gaze, smiled and said warmly: "It's not good for the eyes, wait until the hotel to see."
Although he does not do taxonomy, Lu Jingmo still has funds for travel and inspection. I often travel with my graduate students, nominally to inspect new plants in the mountains, but in fact, it also gives these hard-working graduate students time to breathe.
Gu Chuanbai originally wanted to book a soft sleeper for him, but at Lu Jingmo's insistence, he changed back to a hard seat. He sat for ten hours, and his little professor didn't even know he was tired.
Put the stack of materials on the small table, take out a cup of mung bean soup from the thermos and hand it over. Seeing that Lu Jingmo took it and took a sip, Gu Chuanbai smiled again: "Is it good?"
Lu Jingmo looked up at him, raised his brows and nodded lightly, and while he was not paying attention, he took out a pen, and on the file with Jiang Zhou written on it, he approved "The quota is full, no admission."
Jiang Zhou is the protagonist of this world. He was a graduate student who should apply for the director of the biology department. He was actually tempted by the benefits of his own side.
Others can be considered, but this one must be rejected as soon as possible and the plot line corrected.
Before the two came out, they had just completed a small revision of a paper that impacted "science". Seeing the faint relaxation and tiredness between the delicate eyebrows, Gu Chuanbai covered him with a thin blanket and leaned against his arms: "Would you like to lie down for a while?"
"Don't lie down, go back to the hotel and lie down."
Lu Jingmo sipped the mung bean soup, shook his head gently, and looked curiously at the ever-changing scenery outside the window.
He was born in data, shuttled between worlds, and went to many places, but there were very few long journeys on the train like this. The scenery outside the window is staggered and changing, the vegetation is getting more and more lush, the sunlight is dazzling, the northern country is still barren, and all the way south, everything you can see is lush.
He focused on the scenery, but Gu Chuanbai looked at him.
I have been following his little professor for five years, from graduate school to Ph.D., but the habit of peeking has never been changed.
The train passed through the light and shadow, the sunlight jumped between Wen Jun's brows, reflected in Hei Che's soft pupils, Gu Chuanbai looked forward and suddenly couldn't help smiling.
Aware of his chuckle, Lu Jingmo turned back curiously, but his vision suddenly darkened.
The train was passing through the tunnel, and the rumbling sound echoed in an instant.
This is a tunnel through the mountains, only the front of the car is illuminated, and there will be no light in the carriage for nearly a minute.
Lu Jingmo had already overcome his original heart disease, but Gu Chuanbai still held his hand firmly and sealed him between his arm and the seat.
Taking advantage of the darkness in the carriage, amid the increasingly excited laughter and the deafening roar of the train, Gu Chuanbai hugged him and kissed him softly.
Lu Jingmo closed his eyes with a smile, leaned closer to it, raised his head and responded quietly.
The keys flicked in his pockets, and the bell rang crisply.