Open book is beneficial + special episode

Gu Yazhen quickly turned the swivel chair and gave Wang Xiaonan a supercilious look.Wang Xiaonan stuck out her tongue mischievously, and smiled: "Sister Yazhen, don't be angry, the female junior holds a gold brick, sister Yazhen, you are blessed."

Cheng Zhou looked blank: "Shouldn't I be blessed?" Gu Yazhen was three years older than her.

"No, Xiaozhou, you are a junior this year, so sister Yazhen is blessed."

Zhou Yuning couldn't stand it anymore: "Wang Xiaonan, are you uneducated! Junior means junior." This junior is not that junior.

"Huh? Is that so?" Wang Xiaonan scratched her head, feeling that she had increased her knowledge, but she didn't notice the three indescribable gazes beside her.

Zhou Yuning and Wang Xiaonan usually go to eat earlier at noon, while Gu Yazhen usually waits until one o'clock in the afternoon to eat because he has to guard the experiment.

After the idlers left, Cheng Zhou burst into joy in an instant, ran into the laboratory bouncing around, and hugged Gu Yazhen's waist affectionately from behind.

Gu Yazhen was hugged by her without moving, holding a notebook to record, her brows and eyes bent casually: "Are you wearing a white coat?"

"Put it on, and I also brought gloves and protective glasses." Cheng Zhou is not short-sighted, so he needs to wear an extra pair of protective glasses when entering the laboratory.

"Yes." Gu Yazhen nodded reassuringly. "Recently, we are doing a feasibility analysis of a new experiment. After this step is completed, we may start a new project together."

"Okay." Cheng Zhou looked forward to it. This experiment was discussed and thought up by Gu Yazhen and himself, and it is very commemorative.

"By the way," Gu Yazhen paused, "My article submission has been accepted. I am the first author and you are the second author."

Cheng Zhou couldn't believe his ears, and was a little flattered: "Really... But I didn't make any major contributions, just clean a beaker, pass a pipette and blow a balloon..."

"Forget? In the third step, you also searched for documents and solved a difficult problem." Gu Yazhen reminded, "Zhou Zhou, don't always narrow down your contribution, it's useless to be humble."

Cheng Zhou pouted aggrievedly, and Gu Yazhen taught her again, so serious.But she was right, and Cheng Zhou was always powerless to refute.

"You are clearly the most humble one." Cheng Zhou murmured dissatisfiedly, "Usually you are quiet, you can answer anything as long as you ask."

Gu Yazhen smiled, stretched her legs back and hooked Chengzhou's ankle. "The experimental data of your project is almost ready. Have you started writing the article yet? I am the second author, and I want to urge you every day."

"Write after eating, I can't write when I'm hungry." Cheng Zhou was confident.

"Okay, I'll watch you write this afternoon, don't be lazy."

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Back in the dormitory at night, Cheng Zhou hummed a song, enjoying the freedom of the single dormitory.Everyone has almost run away during the winter vacation, not to mention Cheng Zhou's dormitory, the whole girls' dormitory is empty.

A vibrating reminder sound came from the phone, Cheng Zhou opened it and looked at it, his eyes lit up.

Song Yimeng, a good friend from high school, sent a WeChat message, saying that she had just returned from country C, and asked if Cheng Zhou was free to go to the city tomorrow for a gathering.

Song Yimeng is Cheng Zhou's best friend in high school, and the three views of the two are in harmony.It's a pity that after graduating from high school, Cheng Zhou was admitted to C University, while Song Yimeng chose to study abroad because of a mistake in the college entrance examination.The two haven't seen each other for a year, and Cheng Zhou still misses her strangely recently.

Tomorrow... Cheng Zhou thought about it, and it seemed that he had no special arrangements other than writing articles.So she picked up her phone and replied, "Okay, I'm free tomorrow."

Song Yimeng: "That's good. Let's meet at Bailian near No. [-] Middle School tomorrow at [-]:[-] noon? Do you have a boyfriend? You can bring it with you, hahaha."

Cheng Zhou: "[Baiyan] doesn't have a boyfriend. Do you want to bring one?" There is a girlfriend, the kind that makes people envy and hate.

Song Yimeng: "Hey, the study abroad party can't afford to be hurt, you can't find a partner at all, okay. Not much to say, I'm jet-lagged, and I'll talk to you tomorrow."

After chatting with Song Yimeng, Cheng Zhou immediately switched the WeChat chat interface to Gu Yazhen, and obediently reported to his girlfriend.

Tomorrow is Saturday, and Gu Yazhen is going to teach in the city, so she can't accompany Cheng Zhou.She told Cheng Zhou to pay attention to safety on the road, and said that if get out of class was over early, she would pick her up.

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The next day, Cheng Zhou went to the agreed restaurant first, and found a seat for two people to sit down.Not long after she sat down, a head popped out from behind, so frightened that she almost dropped her phone on the ground.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you actually use your mobile phone to read papers, Zhouzhou, you are terrible." Song Yimeng walked up to her and sat down opposite her, smiling cordially and cheerfully. "There is no limit to the sea of ​​learning, and it's the shore when you turn back."

Song Yimeng is still dressed casually, with a solid color T-shirt and down jacket, baggy jeans and sneakers.She raised her legs comfortably, and looked up and down Cheng Zhou with great interest.

After seeing who was coming, Cheng Zhou suddenly opened his eyes wide, covered his mouth with his hand to cover the ecstasy on his face: "Song Yimeng!"

"Miss me?" Song Yimeng propped his head in his hands, and looked at Cheng Zhou with a smile, "You've been doing well recently, your complexion is ruddy and shiny. It's not like me, who was tortured by various course essays and looked haggard. "

It's been really good recently, Cheng Zhou thought. "Yimeng, you have lost a lot of weight compared to last year. Why is the pressure of foreign university courses so heavy?"

"Yeah, I stayed up all night for three consecutive days at the end of the semester, and I almost died suddenly." Song Yimeng pouted, "The high school teacher said every day that it would be easy to go to college. Who are you lying to?"

Cheng Zhou fully agreed, and she also read college as an extended version of high school.

Song Yimeng took the menu and wailed that he had been abroad for a long time and wanted to eat everything when he came back.Looking at the dazzling array of dishes, she suffered from the difficulty of choosing again.

Cheng Zhou smiled, and helped her order three dishes that both of them liked.The restaurant specializes in Hunan cuisine, and it puts a lot of peppers. After taking a few mouthfuls, Cheng Zhou immediately burst into tears, and his throat was burning hot.

"That's not right, Zhouzhou, why has your combat effectiveness declined? You used to be very good at eating spicy food." Song Yimeng was a little puzzled.Before going out for a dinner party, Cheng Zhou made all sorts of weird and spicy dishes, but I didn't see her lose the battle.

"Hiss - I haven't eaten much chili recently." Cheng Zhou stuck out his tongue and drank half a cup of chilled plum juice.Gu Yazhen's taste is relatively light, and she doesn't like spicy food, so Cheng Zhou's frequency of eating chili has been greatly reduced after falling in love.Even though Gu Yazhen always proposed to eat Chongqing hotpot and Sichuan cuisine, she rarely agreed.

"Shouldn't you—"

"What?" Cheng Zhou was immediately alert.

Song Yimeng looked up and looked around, leaned close to Cheng Zhou and whispered, "—Have you got hemorrhoids?"

Cheng Zhou: "..." Thank you friend for your concern, she can't laugh or cry now.

Having not seen each other for a year, the two of them naturally had a lot to say, and two or three hours of chatting like this passed without knowing it.

The relationship between Cheng Zhou and Song Yimeng has always been very good. The two basically talked about everything, and even exchanged and kept secrets with each other.Of course, Cheng Zhou doesn’t have many secrets, most of them are mischievous things in middle and high school, such as spending the money from buying textbooks on snacks, secretly hiding in the storage room to read novels during late study, etc. Little things that are innocuous but have a great impact on the image.

It's just that during this conversation, Cheng Zhou had hesitation and scruples towards her for the first time.Under the influence of public opinion, the relationship between the two girls was cautious. She never mentioned the matter of being with Gu Yazhen to anyone.Song Yimeng is her best friend. Cheng Zhou didn't want to hide such an important matter from her, but he didn't know how to talk about it.

It's not that he's worried that Song Yimeng won't be able to control his mouth. They have been friends for so many years, and Cheng Zhou can trust her.What Cheng Zhou was worried about was that Song Yimeng would find it difficult to accept her long-term directness, showing her unprepared bending.

"Yimeng, I want to tell you something." Cheng Zhou finally couldn't bear it anymore, and planned to tell the whole story.Song Yimeng took a neutral and tolerant attitude towards most things, and Cheng Zhou had a hunch that she would support him.

"What?" Seeing Cheng Zhou's serious face, Song Yimeng quickly focused.

"I... fell in love."

"What?" Song Yimeng raised the volume reflexively.

Cheng Zhou made a silent gesture, and Song Yimeng lowered his voice and asked embarrassingly, "My God, Zhouzhou, you are so happy. How did you meet? How long have you been talking? Are you handsome?"

A series of questions made Cheng Zhou at a loss for words.

"Don't worry, don't worry, just speak slowly, I'm listening." Song Yimeng sat upright, assuming a posture of listening attentively.

Cheng Zhou looked straight into her eyes: "She is the senior sister of my research group."

"Oh, office romance—wait a minute, senior sister?" Song Yimeng couldn't believe his ears.

"Yeah." Cheng Zhou bit his lower lip, his eyes still didn't move away, trying to see all the slightest facial expressions of Song Yimeng.