Rival roommate wants to be my boyfriend

"He is the god-level figure I told you before, Cheng Yue who beat An Mingyu at the beginning of the school competition." Zhao Xuyang introduced to his friends.

Cheng Yue's ears felt hot, he nodded: "It's not that exaggerated..."

"Yes, yes, there must be!" The two girls next to Zhao Xuyang wanted to shake hands with him one after another, "Let me be imbued with the aura of the god of learning!"

The girls were very enthusiastic, and Cheng Yue gently shook hands with them both, feeling embarrassed.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that there was a line of sight coming from behind, sticking tightly behind his back.

Cheng Yue was more sensitive about this, so he looked back.

The students in the back row were basically joking with each other, and no one looked at him.

"By the way, Cheng Yue, where are you sitting?" Zhao Xuyang asked, "We can choose any public elective courses here, what a fate, why don't you sit here, and have a companion."

Cheng Yue looked at the light on his head, then shook his head and said, "No, I'll sit in the back, where the light is brighter, and I want to read a book again."

Zhao Xuyang understood: "That's true. It's really dark in front of this classroom." He thought for a while, and then said: "If you ask for leave and tell me, I will definitely go and cheer you on!"

"Okay." Cheng Yue rolled his eyes.

Just as the class bell rang, he bid farewell to Zhao Xuyang.

Back on his seat, Cheng Yue reopened the half-read book, looking for the reading marks he just made.

"You don't look too happy."

Suddenly someone whispered in his ear.

"Ah?" He was startled, and only when he looked up did he find that it was An Mingyu, "I... am I unhappy?"

Guo Yuxiang next to him leaned over: "Why aren't you happy? I don't think he's smiling... Hiss, ouch!"

Halfway through his speech, his whole body was shaken, and he bent down with a distorted face.

Cheng Yue was surprised and wanted to see what was going on, but An Mingyu leaned forward a little, completely blocking his gaze: "You just walked off the podium, feeling very depressed."

How obvious is he?

Cheng Yue opened his mouth slightly, and was about to tell about the teacher's refusal to change classes with Zhang Tingting, but his thoughts changed, and he still didn't want An Mingyu to know that Zhang Tingting originally planned to take this class.

He glanced down at the books on the table and had an idea: "I... I'm struggling with how to deal with the COD and BOD values ​​of wastewater."

This is indeed one of the most important parts of their project.

An Mingyu leaned closer to him: "The COD value can be hydrolyzed and acidified."

"Yeah." Cheng Yue nodded, "This is pretreatment, and I haven't thought about the follow-up. I don't think deep well aeration is suitable for our school. If someone asks this question during the teacher's questioning session, will the points be deducted if they can't answer it? ?”

"I have to go to the laboratory again for the specific suitable method." An Mingyu also pondered, "But I will answer the day after tomorrow, and the laboratory will not be open on Thursday."

Cheng Yue pursed his lips when he heard the words, and said for a while, "Then I'll think about it again."

"It's not always possible to ask such detailed questions. If you do, unfortunately, you should explain all the methods so that you won't be unable to answer." Seeing his frown, An Mingyu comforted him.

This is also a more speculative approach.

Cheng Yue nodded: "Okay."

During the defense on Friday, An Mingyu helped to get a collective leave slip from the counselor Yu Qin, and everyone went to the meeting room of the School of Chemistry.

After discussing with everyone, Cheng Yue decided to let An Mingyu complete the speech.

The speech was written by him. Although the idea is in line with his own ideas, it is inevitable that there will be small discrepancies. Let him speak to avoid any possible mistakes in the middle of the speech.

"Come on, An Mingyu!" Zhang Tingting bought a cup of milk tea for the two of them, "Come on, Xiao Yue!"

Zhao Xuyang smiled warmly: "Xiao Yue will definitely do it, don't be nervous! I'm waiting for you to eat Japanese food tonight."

Cheng Yue hugged the laptop: "Thank you."

He wasn't nervous at first, but when he saw the posture in the conference room, he opened the door and met the eyes of the students and professors who were sitting full, his heart began to beat a little.

"Which one are we?" An Mingyu took his computer over and checked the PPT one last time.

Cheng Yue unfolded the crumpled lottery paper in his palm: "The... tenth."

There are a total of three opening quotas, but there are a total of [-] groups on stage to defend, and besides them, there is only another group of law majors who are undergraduates, and the rest are all graduate students.

Cheng took a deep breath.

An Mingyu heard the movement and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, just help me click down the PPT in order, it's not that scary."

"I'm not afraid." Cheng Yue pinched the hem of his clothes, "I'm relaxing."

An Mingyu's smile deepened: "Well, take a few more deep breaths."

"..." Cheng Yue didn't want to talk to him.

Listening carefully to other students' speeches can really help people calm down. When it was the seventh group's turn, he had already adjusted his mentality.

"They are all so powerful." Cheng Yue said to An Mingyu.

All the people on stage are eloquent, they sound very imposing, and they have a wealth of knowledge.

An Mingyu glanced at the people on the stage, raised her eyebrows, and turned her head: "Don't believe me?"

"I believe." Cheng Yue said seriously, "Although they are very powerful, we are even more powerful."

His serious appearance made An Mingyu smile.

"I really believe in you." Cheng Yue was annoyed.

"Well, I know." An Mingyu's smile didn't decrease but increased, "I believe you too."

"Team No. [-] will be invited next! The project hosts, An Mingyu and Cheng Yue from the second class of chemical medicine." The host shouted.

In the conference room, most of the students who had completed their defense had already left, and there were not many people left, which made Cheng Yue relax a lot.

The two walked onto the stage calmly, and An Mingyu took the microphone: "Teachers, hello students, I am An Mingyu from the second class of chemical medicine, and this is my classmate, Cheng Yue. Our research topic is' Pharmaceutical Wastewater and Environmental Pollution——Taking W Dahua Pharmaceutical Laboratory as an Example'."

Several professors in the audience frowned when they heard the beginning of the topic, and their expressions softened when they heard the second half of the sentence. One of the female professors nodded to them and showed an encouraging smile.

Cheng Yue silently let go of his clenched right hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

He bent down and sneaked behind An Mingyu, and helped him adjust the PPT according to the speed of his explanation.

"First of all, our research background..."

An Mingyu's speech was neither too fast nor too slow, and she spoke smoothly all the way. Cheng Yue was completely relieved, and devoted himself to unfolding the contents of the PPT page by page for him to ensure the best speech effect.

After the speech, the female professor on the far right pushed up her glasses: "Did you propose the theme of your project?"

"You snatched the questions I prepared." The short and fat male professor in the middle said cheerfully.

Someone grabbed Cheng Yue's shoulder, and he stood up in a daze.

"It was proposed by Cheng Yue." An Mingyu said.

Cheng Yue stood up quickly.

The female professor nodded: "Well, that's good. Now we encourage our students to start researching from small problems. Have you listened to the previous group...it should be your senior sister's speech? Their topics are even smaller than yours, that is, It was launched in response to the use of disposable tableware in our school."

"Yes." The tall and thin male professor beside her nodded, "That group is students from our college. Today they are here to defend their project. They have already published their papers. Their research ideas are very similar to yours. You guys If you have time, you can go to them for reference and ask the experience of the seniors."

"Okay, okay." Cheng Yue responded.

The female professor raised the pen in her hand: "I remember that we had a group of students in the last period, who studied the problem of left-behind children in towns below City Z. The project was also done very well. A few families in a township have launched an investigation, and I will give you the contact information of that group of students later, you can refer to it."

"Teachers, do you have any other questions? I'm done asking my questions." She turned around with a smile.

"I'm fine." The two male professors who spoke just now gave Cheng Yue and An Mingyu approving glances.

Cheng Yue pursed his lips and lowered his head to tidy up the computer on the table.

He was about to leave the stage with An Mingyu, when the host took the microphone and was about to call the next group, the gray-haired old professor sitting in the middle suddenly beckoned: "Wait a minute."

Cheng Yue's heart tightened, and he stopped at the same time as An Mingyu.

The old professor's glasses flashed: "How are you going to deal with the waste water?"

It came, and sure enough, I still asked.

An Mingyu froze for a moment.

Cheng Yue raised his head and gave him a reassuring look, and said to the old professor, "Our pretreatment is going to be hydrolyzed and acidified in the laboratory's conditioning pool."

"Yeah." The old professor nodded, "What's next?"

Cheng Yue's mind was spinning quickly: "In the future, because of the school's environmental conditions, we have ruled out deep well aeration, and we will determine whether to use the AB method or aerobic biological treatment after sampling and analyzing the wastewater. If the ammonia nitrogen content... "

"Okay." The old professor interrupted him, "Go on, get ready, it's very good."

Is this... the end?

Until he left the meeting room, Cheng Yue still felt a little unreal.

"Yes, Cheng Yue!" Zhao Xuyang flew over and gave him a bear hug, "Go, go, eat Japanese food, go!"

Cheng Yue was also amused by his actions, and scratched his hair with a smile: "We, have we passed?"

"It must have passed! Do you know who the last person who asked you the question was?" Ruan Wenjing looked excited, "That's an academician of your School of Chemistry!"

Several people gasped at the same time.

Zhang Tingting also leaned over: "I feel that he is very satisfied with your answers. After reading all the way, he only smiled when he met our group."

Cheng Yue was stunned: "Really?"

"Really, you are great." An Mingyu gently embraced him, "The rescue was very timely."

His face flushed: "Is...is it such an exaggeration..."

"No exaggeration!! I declare that Xiao Yue will be my male god from today on!" Zhao Xuyang roared.

The rest all laughed.

An Mingyu glanced at Zhao Xuyang lightly, expressionless.

Because of the time delay, there was only one table for four when we arrived at the Japanese food store, but fortunately, there was a long sofa on the other side, so it would not be crowded for five people.

As soon as Zhao Xuyang arrived at the store, he sat down next to Cheng Yue: "I'm treating guests today, Xiao Yue can order whatever he wants!"

Cheng Yue blushed: "No, everyone is helping."

"You're welcome!"

An Mingyu was stopped for a few seconds by the crowd queuing at the door.

When he arrived, the four people at the table were already seated.

Zhao Xuyang was sitting on Cheng Yue's left hand, the two were chatting happily, Ruan Wenjing was on his right hand, and the girl rested her chin, listening to their speech with great interest.

There was only one seat left, opposite the three of them.

An Mingyu's eyes fell on the only diabolo chair.

"An Mingyu, ah...how about we wait and change to a bigger table?" Zhang Tingting asked beside him.

An Mingyu lowered her eyelids, pulled away the chair next to her, and sat down: "No, it's fine as it is."