I almost touched the moon

On July 7, Wen Song attended Si Yao's graduation defense. Seeing her answer the professors' questions accurately, he felt proud of her and wrote 19 on the score sheet.

After the defense, Si Yao walked up to her and expressed his gratitude in German, and finally said, "Professor, I would like to invite you to dinner, is that okay?"

Wen Song smiled, hugged her, and said apologetically, "Not today. I have to go to Hintertux. Cheng Che is training there, and I promised to accompany him. Let's have dinner together another day when I return to Munich. However, as compensation, I can tell you the final score we gave you."

"What is it?" Si Yao's eyes lit up. "Tell me quickly, professor. I'm really nervous."

Wen Song smiled and said to her, "1.06, congratulations. But are you really determined to participate in my doctoral project? With your academic background and average score in graduate school, I can definitely write you a letter of recommendation and recommend you to go to Oxford to join the project of my doctoral advisor, Professor Vintecen. He is far superior to me in terms of qualifications and team research funding. His team also won the Nobel Prize in Physics in 2019."

"But for me, these are not the most important things." Si Yao said with a smile, "The prices in the UK are too high. Even if I get a full scholarship, it is difficult to cover all the expenses. Moreover, I really want to continue working with you. I like your research direction and team work style. Most importantly, Professor, the most important thing for me now is to get permanent residency in Germany."

Wen Song nodded to show his understanding, hugged her again and said, "In that case, I absolutely welcome you. You will be another outstanding doctor in our team."

When leaving, Cheng Xuan walked to Wen Song with a sad face and asked for help: "Professor, you must help me."

"What's wrong?" Wen Song was a little confused. He looked at his watch and said, "It's getting late. I have to go to hintertux to train with your brother. Will you come with me?"

"I won't go." Cheng Xuan refused immediately. "I still have to go home to revise my thesis. Professor Wender rejected my PhD application... He said that his team involves a lot of German research, but I don't speak German, and I didn't pass the interview. Professor, can you help me ask Professor Wender, is there really no way out? Or can I apply for your doctorate?"

Wen Song shook his head, smiled at him and asked, "What do you think? Actually, Che also wanted me to ask you why you suddenly want to get a Ph.D. Don't you hate research work the most?"

Cheng Xuan's eyes fell on Si Yao, who was communicating with Samuel, other doctoral students, and Professor Ferrero. She said a little embarrassedly, "Si Yao admires strong people. If I don't study for a doctorate, she will never look at me straight in the eye in her life."

"..."

Wen Song was speechless for a moment, thinking in his heart that Cheng Xuan was really Cheng Che's biological brother, even their childish thinking was exactly the same.

"Admiration for the strong is not just about academic qualifications." Wen Song said earnestly, "I also admire the strong, but I won't think that Cheng Che is inferior to me just because his academic qualifications are not as high as mine. Everyone is good at different fields. To be honest, your personality is not suitable for academic research.

When you study for a PhD in Germany, your supervisor is your employer. He or she will definitely require you to fully fit in with his or her research direction and will have certain requirements for your work style. But your work style is obviously different from Lukas’.

"Oh, I know that too." Cheng Xuan sighed, "I'm really exhausted from studying, and I don't know when I can graduate. If I study for a doctorate, I will definitely die. But I don't want to leave Germany... I'm also embarrassed to tell my brother and ask him to pay for my investment immigration or something."

Wen Song smiled and gave him an idea, "If you just want to stay in Germany legally, there are many ways to do it. Just ask A Che or your father to arrange a position for you in the company, and then you can get a work visa."

"Then I'm still relying on my brother..." Cheng Xuan shook his head and said angrily, "Si Yao must look down on me even more."

After hearing what he said, Wen Song comforted him, "You can't say that. I heard your father mention it before. Puhua is developing automated observations and has cooperated with the Munich Observatory. A Che also asked me about AI models leading automated astronomical observations. I remember that your master project also involved AI. You can consider working in the R&D department of your company. This doesn't count as relying on your parents."

"yes!!"

Cheng Xuan suddenly realized, "My brother also asked me if I wanted to go back to work in the company. I didn't want to be controlled by my father so I refused. But my father doesn't really manage the German branch now, so it seems that it's not impossible. At least I can stay in Germany first. Sister-in-law, can you talk to my brother and let me be a department manager or something? I don't ask for too much salary, 10 Euros a month is enough."

"..."

Wen Song was speechless again, laughed dryly and said: "That's your family's company, it has nothing to do with me, you can talk to your brother yourself, or I will help you call now?"

Cheng Xuan immediately shook his head and said quickly, "No need, sister-in-law, I can talk to him myself. Sister-in-law, aren't you going to Austria? Go quickly, and remember to cheer for me and my brother for the Winter Olympics."

"The Winter Olympics is still half a year away..." Wen Song smiled speechlessly and said goodbye to him.

Two hours later, Wen Song arrived at the ski resort in Hintertux, but did not see Cheng Che on the ski slope. He called him but no one answered.

She also put on her skis and slid slowly on the snow track while looking for Cheng Che.

In the rest area beside the ski slope, she saw a person wearing the uniform of the Chinese team. Thinking that he must be a staff member or athlete, she quickly walked up to him and said, "Hello, sorry to bother you."

The staff member looked up and saw a woman with a baby face. She looked very sweet and her tone was a little gentler. "Excuse me, do you know where Cheng Che is training? I can't get through to him on the phone."

"Cheng Che?" The woman suddenly became a little impolite and said unhappily, "What's wrong with you fans? What are you doing? You've come all the way to Austria, but would I tell you where Cheng Che is? Get out of here quickly and don't disturb our national team's training."

Wen Song didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing what she said, and explained: "No, Cheng Che is my husband."

"You are kidding me." The woman snorted, "You fans, calling Cheng Che 'husband' and 'husband' every day, what are you dreaming about? Stop making trouble."

Wen Song was speechless for a moment, he never thought that one day he would have to prove that Cheng Che was her husband. When he was about to show her the wedding photos, he saw Evan also finished training and walked into the rest area, and he immediately waved to him.

Evan also saw Wen Song and walked towards her, "Hallo Iseylia, are you here to see Roche?"

"Of course." Wen Song nodded and said, "But I can't find him or get through to him on the phone. I don't know where he went."

Evan immediately said, "Oh, I remember he went to indoor training this afternoon. He probably didn't bring his phone with him. I'll take you there."

The woman who had just spoken rudely was also puzzled by this scene, but Wen Song and Evan were speaking German, and she couldn't quite understand, so she asked Evan in English: "Mr. Merche, you know her?"

"Of course." Evan said with a smile, "You don't know her? She's Roche's wife, Dr. Iseylia."

(Of course, you don't know her? She is Roche's wife, Dr. Iseylia)

Now it was the turn of the woman who had just spoken to feel embarrassed. She laughed dryly and said to Wen Song: "I'm sorry, I don't know what Cheng Che's wife looks like..."

"It's okay." Wen Song smiled faintly, signaling her not to take it to heart, "You are also protecting the athletes, thank you."