The professional foundation courses are very long and contain a lot of content, which requires people to concentrate fully. As a result, when the class is over, many people lie down on the table, with their faces showing that they are exhausted.
The prayer spirit is very good.
He slept for the entire class, and because he slept with his arms as a pillow, there was a light red indentation on the side of his face. He had just woken up, so his eyes were still a little fuzzy.
Lu Fenghan handed over the cup of water: "Drink some water."
Qi Yan was two seconds slower, took the cup as he was told and took a sip.
Very obedient.
Lu Fenghan, who had never paid any attention to weak animals in his life, suddenly realized the joy of feeding small animals. "Another sip?"
Qi Yan held the cup and took another sip.
There was a thin layer of water stains on the lips.
Just as Lu Fenghan was about to persuade him again, Qi Yan woke up from his sleepy state and handed the cup back to Lu Fenghan, "I don't want to drink it anymore."
Feeling a little disappointed, Lu Fenghan put the cup away casually. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed that the holographic projection had lit up again and Professor Fu appeared on the podium.
Many people in the classroom looked over.
Professor Fu smiled and called out the name: "Qi Yan."
Pray and look up.
"Are you interested in joining the second-year research group?"
Qi Yan was puzzled, "Research team?"
Knowing that Qi Yan had never heard of this word, Xia Zhiyang, who was sitting in front, was extremely anxious. He quickly turned around, grabbed the edge of Qi Yan's table, and spoke quickly:
"Hurry up and agree to it! Every grade has a research group. Although the first and second graders are only in a large scientific research project and are doing basic data sorting, this is a step up! Those who were in the research group in the first and second grades in previous years will definitely be able to join the professors' official project team in the third and fourth grades!"
Qi Yan understood.
"Also, only 20 people are admitted from a grade. One person withdraws and one more person is admitted. Professor Fu is looking for you now. It should be because someone withdrew from the group for some reason, and a vacancy has been created." Xia Zhiyang was afraid that Qi Yan didn't understand, so he gave another example, "It's a rare opportunity! Laurent, and that Mondrian, both got in in their first year."
Chen Mingxuan also said: "Professor Fu has some projects that will be in contact with the alliance and the military. Whether you like scientific research, have related plans in the future, or want to make connections, joining the team is a good opportunity."
Qi Yan thought about it and accepted Professor Fu’s invitation.
Professor Fu smiled kindly and said, "After class this afternoon, go to the research group's laboratory and report in."
Qi Yan replied yes.
After Professor Fu's holographic projection disappeared from the podium, a lot of discussions were heard in the classroom, most of which were about Professor Fu's invitation to Qi Yan to join the group.
The boy sitting next to Laurent spoke slowly and pointedly, "This Qiyan is really lucky. It seems that Professor Fu thinks highly of him. He obviously came to find Qiyan as soon as the quota became available. Who knows, one of the two quotas for Professor Fu's official project team will be given to Mondrian, and the other one may be given to Qiyan. He really has a bright future that can be seen with the naked eye. It's hard to compare."
Laurent said nothing.
He remembered that last semester, he had shown strong scientific thinking in several experiments, and was finally noticed by Professor Fu and invited to join the research group. That night, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.
But now, he turned around and glanced at Qi Yan who was talking to the bodyguard sitting next to him - originally he was the only one in the class who received an invitation from Professor Fu, but now there was one more.
This was something I had worked so hard to get, but Qi Yan acted as if it was nothing.
This was clearly the goal I had been working towards for two years, but when this person showed up, everyone thought he would win and I would lose.
Laurent looked calm, as if he didn't care much, but his fingers holding the metal pen were so tight that they turned white. He said to the person sitting next to him calmly, "It's not certain who will win or lose."
After class in the afternoon, Qi Yan and Lu Fenghan walked out of the classroom and saw Mondrian waiting at the door.
Lu Fenghan didn't say anything, just stood beside Qi Yan.
Qi Yan was surprised: "You came to me because you don't understand anything about the PVC simplification process?"
"No, you explained it in detail, and I understand it." Mondrian was holding a portable recording board. His eyes were dark and single-lidded, and he looked a little unapproachable. He explained, "This is your first time to go to the research group's laboratory. I also happened to be going there, so I came to find you to go together."
Although Laurent was in the same class as Qiyan, the whole grade knew that Laurent had accused Qiyan on the second day of school. No need to guess, Laurent would definitely not wait for Qiyan to join him.
You mean... you're afraid he'll get lost
Qi Yan had memorized Turan's map on the first day of school. Just as he was about to say "I know the way", Lu Fenghan, who was standing next to him, interrupted at the right time: "Then let's go together."
Qi Yan looked at Lu Fenghan, then said to Mondrian: "Thank you."
Mondrian shook his head and said, "I should say thank you. Your process of simplifying PVC has given me another way to think about the problem, which has benefited me a lot."
The laboratory of the second-year research group was in Building D-77. When they arrived, almost everyone was already there. After exchanging names, most people continued to work on what they were doing.
Laurent was already there. When he saw Qi Yan and Mondrian come in, he just glanced at them and then looked away.
Mondrian introduced Qi Yan: "There are 20 of us in total, divided into two groups, following two different scientific research projects. Heqi, who dropped out of the group earlier, is in my group, so according to convention, you will take his place and join our group."
Qi Yan saw that there was an empty seat with a clean table, so he thought it should be his seat.
He was not a person who was curious about other people's affairs, but Lu Fenghan cautiously asked, "Why did He Qi quit the group?"
Mondrian knew that this was the bodyguard brought in by Qi Yan, so he did not hide it: "Hutch has been fired because he leaked the project information. Although we are sophomores, we only organize and collect basic data for a certain project and do not have deeper access, but if the project is of great significance, even the basic data is very valuable."
He didn't say much, but it generally involved leaking scientific research information, either by selling it to competitors or to the enemy - such as rebels.
Handing a palm-sized optical storage device to Qi Yan, Mondrian reminded him, "This contains all of our group's data and related progress. It is classified as confidential and cannot be taken out of the laboratory. It also records your personal information, and only you can open it."
After finishing his general talk, Mondrian went back to do his own work. Lu Fenghan took a look at the internal structure of the laboratory out of habit.
The room was very large, and the area near the window was designated as an office area, with ten sets of tables and chairs with touch-screen desktops, which were quite expensive. There was also a long table next to it, which should be used for group seminars. As for the various instruments placed inside, Lu Fenghan looked familiar, but he didn't know their specific uses. He only estimated that they were very valuable.
The corruption and extravagance of the league's greatest prodigal son is truly reflected in every aspect.
Qi Yan connected the optical storage device to the optical computer and looked at the contents inside.
Then I understood why Hedge was fired by Turan.
This project should be a cooperative project between Turan and the military to develop a new information processing model. This new model is mainly used in military starships and is one of the hundreds of auxiliary devices that dock with the starship's central control system.
The entire project was broken down into pieces, and what they got was just the most basic data mining and analysis, without any connection to the starship.
Qi Yan recognized it because he was familiar with the starship's central control system.
The team leader was a girl named Ye Pei. She came to the lab last and welcomed Qi Yan. She then asked, "You are new here. If you have any questions, you can ask me as I am the team leader."
Laurent pushed his chair back with a "hiss" sound. He said bluntly: "Ye Pei, he is a genius student in our class, how could he not understand?"
Ye Pei was a little annoyed. She was clearly just expressing welcome and friendliness, but when it came to Laurent, how did it become like she was questioning Qi Yan's ability
She quickly explained: "I—"
"Thank you," Qi Yan said almost at the same time as Ye Pei, "I'll trouble you from now on."
Ye Pei smiled and said, "No problem, let's make progress together!"
Qi Yan had almost no adaptation period and quickly got into the state. He was even the first one among the ten people in the entire team to complete the task and still ensure accuracy.
Ye Pei used Laurent's own words to stop him: "Hey, I didn't expect that what you said was really right. This genius student in your class actually has nothing he doesn't understand!"
Laurent almost broke the pen in his hand.
Being the first one to leave the laboratory, Lu Fenghan drove the hovercraft onto the fast lane and saw that Qi Yan kept his head down, looking a little serious.
He asked casually, "What are you looking at? Your expression is so tense."
Qi Yan showed Lu Fenghan the page of the Leto Daily, "The expeditionary army suffered a great defeat on July 21st, and today is September 11th."
The 21st? It's been so long.
Lu Fenghan was distracted for a moment, then asked, "So?"
"The newspaper said that the commander-in-chief of the Southern Cross Region's front-line expeditionary force has been missing for a full fifty days. But both the expeditionary force and the alliance have never given up the search and have been hoping for a miracle to happen."
Qi Yan read out the last sentence of the news, "Although the commander-in-chief's chances of survival are slim, we still don't give up an inch of hope!"
Lu Fenghan retracted his hand holding the joystick and almost crashed the hovercraft diagonally into the slow lane.
How does it feel to see someone on the news say their chances of survival are slim
Anyway, as the miracle itself, Lu Fenghan experienced it.
He estimated that he might see his own obituary after some time.
He had been on the front lines in the Southern Cross Region for many years, relying on his own military achievements to rise from the rank of lieutenant when he graduated to the rank of one-star brigadier general without any duplication.
This meant that as long as the newly appointed acting commander wanted to appease the people and stabilize the situation, he would not dare to make the final decision to say that he had died in the ambush.
At least you have to show your attitude.
Even though everyone felt that he couldn't survive.
As for not giving up the possibility of survival, not giving up searching and rescuing
The temperature in the universe is close to absolute zero, and it is impossible for humans to survive in the universe without protection.
The military must have already determined that he was dead, and they were just waiting for the day when Leto would decide on the next commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force after the bargaining of interests among various parties. Only then would he, the commander-in-chief whose chances of survival were slim, die a worthy death.
He didn't expect that Lu Fenghan didn't even have the right to choose his own death date.
Lu Fenghan leaned his elbows on the window, feeling a little bored, like a lazy, dormant beast.
He asked Qi Yan again: "Why are you suddenly looking at this?"
Qi Yan answered truthfully: "Because this is the fourth article on the front page."
Article 4
When Virginie came to Leto for a concert, she made the front page headlines, but he only took the fourth place
It's really embarrassing.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Qi Yan lowering his head and continuing to read the newspaper, turning the pages carefully. I couldn't help but wonder - was he reading this paragraph to him intentionally or unintentionally
In other words, change your mind and attend the Qi family's celebration banquet, delete the surveillance footage of him and Monger at the celebration banquet, or even save his life and sign a two-year contract with him -
Was it intentional or unintentional
After reading today's Leto Daily, Qi Yan noticed the date on the newspaper and remembered: "The clothes I ordered from Debo are ready."
"Go get it on the way?" Lu Fenghan turned the joystick and the hovercraft took another road.
He recalled that when Qi Yan was making clothes, the tailor shop brought dozens of fabrics. Qi Yan touched them one by one and finally picked out three of them, numbered e7-12, e7-43, and one e8-02.
—They are all the ones that Lu Fenghan particularly disdains, they are soft and tender, and cannot withstand any torture.
However, thinking of how delicate Qi Yan was, Lu Fenghan changed his mind and thought that perhaps only this kind of fabric that could be torn apart with two fingers was suitable for making clothes for him.
The two got out of the car and just as they got downstairs, before they went upstairs, people from Debo's studio had already delivered the carefully packaged clothes.
Lu Fenghan picked up the light and exquisite packaging bag and couldn't help but wonder, the total amount in his savings account was probably enough for Qi Yan to buy this... three times
Tsk.
I don’t know if he can still get the salary paid regularly by the league every month now that his chances of survival are slim.