laboratory.

After Qin Ran finished the last data, she turned sideways, and her long eyelashes drooped slightly: "Senior Brother Ye."

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

Before Qin Ran could speak, Academician Liao, who was busy, raised his eyes and his voice was always cold: "Have you chosen the project person?"

Senior Brother Ye pursed his lips, he nodded, just about to use the words he prepared.

Zuo Qiurong, who came in to get the experimental equipment, spoke politely, "Sorry, my other two teammates disagreed with another newcomer."

In order not to make Zuo Qiurong angry and win back his teammates, the other two teammates called Zuo Qiurong to send a message in the afternoon, and comforted her several words.

The two chose not to offend either Brother Ye or Zuo Qiurong, and it was not particularly surprising that they did so.

After hearing this, Senior Brother Ye stopped talking. He turned around and silently compared the data Qin Ran gave him to adjust the magnetic field.

"You two teammates don't agree?" Academician Liao glanced at Zuo Qiurong, then withdrew his gaze, turned to Qin Ran, paused, and then spoke: "Since those two teammates are unwilling to form a team with you, don't force it. Pay attention to the projects initiated by the laboratory and the school during this period, and I'll ask other professors..."

Although Academician Liao has never accepted disciples, there are many doctoral students who have received his guidance from him to teach.

As for Senior Brother Ye’s team, Liao Gaoang was concentrating on research and could not do anything to force people.

Zuo Qiurong just smiled faintly when he heard this, but his hands on both sides tightened.

Qin Ran was putting the book she borrowed from the library at noon back back to her backpack. Listening to Liao Gaoang's words, she shook her head, "Thank you, Academician Liao, but I already have a research project in my hand and have already formed a team with my classmates."

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

Academician Liao has always been talking little, and Senior Brother Ye is very happy, "That's great."

Zuo Qiurong leaned against the table slightly, looked at Qin Ran, and smiled with curiosity, "I didn't expect that my junior sister also had projects on hand. As far as I know, Beijing University did not open several projects today. Which project did the junior sister participate in?"

Qin Ran pulled up the zipper of the backpack, raised her eyes, looked at Zuo Qiurong, and spoke slowly: "icne final."

After saying that, he didn't even look at Zuo Qiurong's reaction, and politely greeted Liao Gaoang and Senior Brother Ye, and left with his schoolbag.

icne, the highest project honor for students in the physics hall.

Write ten SCI papers with an impact factor greater than 25, and medals won in the e-finals.

Freshmen who are still in the physics department of university may not know what this competition is, but it is the research project that everyone studying for a doctorate wants to participate in the most.

Even Senior Brother Ye was stunned for a long time before he couldn't help sighing, then laughed, and felt relaxed: "No wonder I told the junior sister in the afternoon that there was no place. The junior sister was very calm. It turned out that she also had a project, the ICN final, the starting point of the junior sister is excellent enough... It's nothing even if she doesn't win the award. Fortunately, I didn't really bring the junior sister into my research project, otherwise it should be hindered."

Just participating in this final is a dream project that top physics graduate students around the world have.

Senior Brother Ye wants to ask if Qin Ran lacks assistants and if there is a job.

Academician Liao turned his body back, nodded slightly, and said a rare word of praise: "Her project is indeed good."

Zuo Qiurong on the side couldn't say anything except laughing.

She thought Qin Ran was eager to participate in the review, so she tried her best to stop her. Who knew that Qin Ran herself had a project...e...

Qin Ran can tell it herself, so Zuo Qiurong naturally doesn't think she is lying...

Compared to popularity, although the projects she and Senior Brother Ye registered for are good among all projects, compared with e, they are all big witches and little witches.

Zuo Qiurong pursed her lips, and her sarcasm and jealousy ate her heart... she couldn't say a word.

This is not a comparison of the same level at all.

**

Qin Ran didn't know what Zuo Qiurong was thinking now.

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

As December approached late, the first snowfall in the capital was finally ushering in.

The snowflakes are not particularly fine and not fast. They slowly landed from the sky. A snowflake was quite big and melted when it fell on the ground.

Cheng Jun stood under the street lights and looked down at the time of the watch on his wrist.

The figure is slender, and a few snowflakes fall on his body and head.

When the street lights were illuminated, it was cool and warm.

He reached out his hand and casually brushed the snowflakes on his shoulders. As soon as he looked up, he saw Qin Ran and stopped moving for a moment.

When Qin Ran walked beside him, he reached out and hugged the person, put his cold hand between her neck, and let it go again in just a second, and asked with a smile, "Are you cold?"

"It's not cold." Qin Ran looked up and asked him to get in the car. The car had not turned off and the air conditioner was still on. When he was booked, Qin Ran asked him how long he had been waiting outside.

"Ten minutes?" Cheng Jun drove the car into the avenue and turned his head to look at her.

It suddenly snowed tonight, and fewer people on the road, and he drove by several minutes less than before.

Qin Ran nodded, put her hand on the car window, and supported her chin and thought about the laboratory.

The laboratory is now full of Academician Liao’s research, and she has her own research later. Several radioactive research cannot be brought back for research, and it may be later in the future...

Thinking of this, Qin Ran couldn't help but lean against the car door and look in the direction of Cheng Jun.

Think a little.

The two returned to Tinglan all the way.

In the hall, Cheng Wenru still had a computer on her legs. When she saw Qin Ran coming back, she put the computer aside, "Ran Ran, are you back?"

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

Qin Ran changed her shoes at the entrance, put her backpack aside, and greeted Cheng Wenru.

Cheng Jun lazily stepped on his feet into his furry slippers.

"By the way, Ranran, this is your express delivery." Cheng Wenru handed Qin Ran the long box on the table, and pointed to the signature and asked Qin Ran: "What is this?"

Qin Ran looked down at him.

Pussy lips.

Then tear off the loosely pasted list on it and throw it into the trash can.

Be clean and neat.

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

Cheng Wenru nodded: "No wonder."

She recognized her for a long time but couldn't recognize her.

Qin Ran dismantled the express delivery again. Cheng Mu immediately went downstairs, took the scissors he had trimmed with flowers and plants and handed them to Qin Ran, and asked her to cut the tape: "Miss Qin, what did your friend send?"

"It's probably a painting?" Qin Ran unconsciously untied it.

Cheng Jun sat casually opposite her, looking at her express box, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Two chapters were covered on the box.

"Is your friend from abroad?" He leaned on the sofa.

One of the chapters is clearly from abroad.

Qin Ran nodded and tore off the tape with a "tear".

"The things coming from abroad have not been checked?" Cheng Wenru crossed her legs and looked at Qin Ran's express delivery.

Cheng Mu had a good memory, but he suddenly realized, "Miss Qin has a war correspondent friend."

"Battlefield reporter?" Cheng Wenru was quite surprised and could not tell at all: "It's amazing."

Those who dare to be journalists on the battlefield are not ordinary people.

As the two were talking, Qin Ran had already opened a large cardboard box.

Inside is a rectangular antique wooden gift box with two small wooden boxes.

Cheng Jun glanced at it and knew that there was a painting inside the rectangular wooden box. He casually said: "Have you prepared a gift?"

No need to guess whom this painting was prepared for.

Qin Ran casually said "um" and she opened the delicate small mechanism outside the rectangle and lifted the lid.

There is a scroll painting inside, with slightly yellowing on the edges.

Cheng Wenru had also collected several paintings for Mr. Cheng before. When he saw the quality of this, he knew it was probably an antique. When he saw Qin Ran’s movements casually, he wanted to pick it up. She quickly said, “Don’t open it casually, be careful to damage it.”

Qin Ran put down her hand and closed the lid.

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

Qin Ran didn't know either.

She only asked the giant crocodile to send a painting.

After thinking about it, I reached out to pick up one of the wooden boxes.

There is a blue hairpin inside, with fine jade and golden tassels embedded on it. It can be seen that the age is obvious, but it is obviously well preserved, with bright colors and exquisite craftsmanship.

Qin Ran couldn't tell what kind of hairpin it was.

I just took it out casually and played with it in comparison with the light, "not as heavy as it looks."

The layman who has never quite understood these comments lightly.

Beside her, Cheng Wenru retracted her gaze. She looked at Qin Ran and was a little surprised: "Which friend of yours gave it?"

"My brother?" Qin Ran narrowed her eyes and replied.
Chapter completed!