Don't fall in love with the professor

The bright and clean laboratory was filled with the sound of large machines running. Zhong Kexing was concentrating on processing reagents at the workbench. Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound from the pocket of his white coat.

He took off his rubber gloves, took out the cell phone in his pocket, and was stunned after seeing the caller ID clearly.

At this time, Jiang Xiaocheng should be busy with work, how can he have time to call himself?Is it something urgent?

While thinking about it, he stood up and stepped out of the laboratory.

Standing in the long corridor, glanced at the location of the fire escape, and walked in that direction.

While pressing the connect button, he gave a "feed", but did not get a reply, and listened carefully, there was the sound of light breathing.

Zhong Kexing couldn't figure out the current situation, so he couldn't help feeling worried and anxious, and asked, "Small town? What's the matter, what happened?"

After two seconds, there was finally movement.

"Come on, I'm so nervous."

After Jiang Xiaocheng finished speaking with a trembling throat, it seemed as if the emotions suppressed in his chest suddenly found an outlet.

All in all, he said: "The board of directors came to inspect the work today. I have to report Wenmu's plan on behalf of the department. It was originally something to be done the day after tomorrow. I, I am not ready, what should I do?"

As soon as he explained this, Zhong Kexing understood, and asked with a sinking heart: "Don't worry, when is the report?"

"after an hour."

"Where is it not ready?"

"There is still a tail left in the PPT, and the animations are all messed up. The key is that I haven't practiced it once, and I haven't thought about how to say it. There is no time at all. This time I must..."

"Xiaocheng, don't panic, listen to me, calm down first."

"Big inhale—exhale—inhale—exhale—"

"Is it better?"

Jiang Xiaocheng on the other side of the phone let out a long breath, "It's better."

Listening to his voice, Zhong Kexing was much calmer than before, and then said: "It takes half an hour to complete the PPT—just to complete, not to seek perfection and perfection, can it be done?"

Jiang Xiaocheng hesitated, and then said, "Yes."

And a little frustrated: "I could have done better."

"Time is always limited. What we can do now is to make full use of the limited time and do our best."

Jiang Xiaocheng hummed, agreeing with Zhong Kexing's words from the bottom of his heart, leaning against the white wall, looking up at the ceiling, trying to calm himself down.

"I'm still nervous."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid...I'm afraid that I will forget my words, stutter and have nothing to say, and behave badly, and it will be embarrassing."

Zhong Kexing knew that he was making an old mistake, sighed, and said, "I promise, what you said will never happen."

This was obviously deceitful words, Jiang Xiaocheng said: "Then what if? What if the brain goes blank and I don't remember anything."

"Let's not think about those unexpected situations now, just concentrate on expressing what we have prepared, so that we can live up to our hard work for a while."

"Don't worry about whether you lose face or not. We just want to be ourselves and don't live in the eyes and mouths of others."

Jiang Xiaocheng's eye sockets were hot, and he hummed lightly.

The two listened to each other's breathing, and they did not speak in a tacit understanding, nor did they hang up the phone.

After a while, Zhong Kexing said again: "I'll find you at noon, and we'll have dinner together."

Jiang Xiaocheng didn't want him to be tossed like this, so he immediately said: "You don't want to come, if you have this time, why don't you have a good sleep."

"But I want to find you."

The speaker of the mobile phone is close to the ear, and this sentence penetrates the eardrum without leaking, ripples in the water in Jiang Xiaocheng's heart, and turns into a rope, lifting him from top to bottom. .

"Xiaocheng, are you done? The report will start soon."

Jiang Xiaocheng stared at the screen, typed the keyboard quickly, and pressed the save button.

He stood up, hurriedly gathered the documents on the workbench together, and held them in his arms.

He took a deep breath and said, "Okay, here we come."

Pushing open the glass door of the conference room, and taking a quick look, there is already a circle of people sitting around the square table. In addition to the department colleagues who meet each other every day, several leaders of the company are also there. The meeting is very important.

The person in the middle is probably the high-level executive from Singapore. He is looking down at the documents, not saying a word, with an indescribable aura.

The first time Jiang Xiaocheng saw him, he felt a little familiar. He turned his body slightly, trying to take a closer look at his appearance, but the person pouring tea blocked his view.

Because I was still thinking about the report for a while, I stopped being attached to this trivial matter and started to sort out the copy in my heart.

Seeing that everyone was present, the manager announced the start of the meeting. First, he gave a grand introduction to the identity of the director, and then said respectfully, "Now, Mr. Lu Huaijing, please speak to everyone."

While talking, clap your hands.

The crowd also started applauding.

Lu Huaijing seemed to be used to such scenes, he put his hands in the air, pressed down, and made a stop motion.

Leaning on the back of the chair, he smiled elegantly and kindly, and said casually: "I am an observer today, so I won't say anything else, just follow the usual meeting procedure."

Jiang Xiaocheng heard this voice very familiar, raised his head, and finally saw Lu Huaijing's appearance clearly through other people's shoulders, he was really surprised.

It turned out that Mr. Lu was the one who invited him to drink coffee this morning.

There is such a coincidence.

Before he had time to think about anything, the reporting session began. Jiang Xiaocheng hurriedly stood up and walked to the stage under the whispered reminder of his colleagues.

After debugging the computer, pinch the presenter with your right hand and stand in front of the screen.

The conference room was strangely quiet, Jiang Xiaocheng's eyes met with the eyes of the audience, and he couldn't help but get nervous.

"As long as you concentrate, express what you have prepared, and live up to the efforts you have made for a while..."

Recalling what Zhong Kexing said in his head, he secretly cheered himself up, and said: "A group of projects that are being prepared recently are Wenmu's 'Gewu' series. In the early stage, we have already designed..."

It turns out that as long as you devote enough attention and focus on expressing your thoughts, all anxiety and tension will be thrown out of your body.

Jiang Xiaocheng gradually forgot the surrounding environment, and said the plan step by step, without making any language mistakes.

Speaking of the wonderful things, there are stars in his eyes, which makes people agree from the bottom of his heart that he has a sincere love for his work.

"The above is the mid-term plan of the Gewu series. I implore everyone to criticize and correct."

It wasn't just who started it, applause broke out in the meeting room one after another.

As if a boulder had finally been unloaded, Jiang Xiaocheng felt a burst of relief. He saw Xiao Qi secretly raised his thumbs and made a gesture of "you are awesome", and couldn't help smiling.

Seeing Lu Huaijing looking at him again, he nodded slightly in return.

"Xiaocheng, you are too powerful."

"Who says it's not, thanks to our sweating for you."

"This idea is so simple, I dare say, it will definitely become popular when it is released."

At the end of the meeting, the people in the group returned to the office, escaped from the eyes of the leader, and returned to their free-spirited appearance.

Jiang Xiaocheng was very embarrassed to be praised like this, and said that he was just lucky and got inspiration by chance.

I also implore everyone to take a look at how to improve the plan.

Xiao Qi presided over: "We are all our own people here, we can speak freely if we have any ideas."

There was a lively discussion again.

After expressing their opinions, it was almost noon, and several people agreed to go to Dongjiekou to visit the shop.

Because Jiang Xiaocheng had an appointment, he didn't go with them, but waited for Zhong Kexing at the gate of the office building.

The summer sun became hot, shining brightly in people's hearts. Not long after, a familiar figure approached from a distance.

Jiang Xiaocheng put his hands on his forehead, squinted his eyes to recognize the appearance of the visitor, ran forward happily, and said as soon as he opened his mouth:

"I'm hungry, what shall we eat?"

Zhong Kexing saw his smiling face, his eyes softened, he took his hand, and asked, "I'm not familiar with this neighborhood, what's good to eat?"

Jiang Xiaocheng thought that he would go back to school soon, and said, "I know a noodle restaurant not far from here, it takes about 10 minutes to walk, so we can eat something simple."

Because of the great sun, the two of them only walked along the shade of the trees, and they didn't feel too hot. The breeze wafted up the fragrance of camphor leaves, which was refreshing.

Jiang Xiaocheng shook Zhong Kexing's hand lightly, and said, "Why don't you ask how my report is going?"

Zhong Kexing said: "Don't ask, it must be very successful."

There was a happy smile on Jiang Xiaocheng's face, and he couldn't help sharing it with Zhong Kexing.

"Those unexpected situations that I thought about before going on stage really didn't happen."

"Well... Anyway, I think I have expressed everything I want to express."

"However, everyone has also put forward some opinions, which are very pertinent. I will make good changes in the next step."

He kept talking all the way, and Zhong Kexing didn't show any signs of impatience, and even echoed a few times from time to time.

When they arrived at the restaurant, they ordered two bowls of plain noodles. The two chose a seat by the window and sat down to wait.

Zhong Kexing's appearance is very handsome and handsome, especially when he smiles, two deep dimples appear on his cheeks, making him even more sexy and charming.

The more Jiang Xiaocheng looked at him today, the more he felt pleasing to the eye, touching his hand for a while, and touching his collared shirt across the table for a while.

Of course, Zhong Kexing couldn't let him make trouble like this, and pinch his fair face instead.

For some reason, Jiang Xiaocheng suddenly called Zhong Kexing's name, and a sentence came out.

"Ke Xing, what can I do for you?"

Zhong Kexing was slightly stunned, and looked up at Jiang Xiaocheng.

Jiang Xiaocheng was stared at by such gazes, his heartbeat blushed even more, but he still said: "This morning... thank you, if you need me to do anything, just tell me."

Between lovers, there is no need to be so polite, but Jiang Xiaocheng feels that Zhong Kexing is really kind to him.

This "good" made Jiang Xiaocheng feel happy and lucky, but at the same time a little panicked, just like a fisherman who caught jewels, he was overjoyed, but he would inevitably feel uneasy.

Zhong Kexing's heart seemed to have been pricked by a very thin needle, and suddenly there was a long pain.

He didn't show it, but said: "There is really one thing that I want your help with."

Jiang Xiaocheng sat up straight and asked seriously, "What's the matter?"

Zhong Kexing said: "I want to play table tennis, but I have no one to accompany me."

Jiang Xiaocheng knew that he clearly meant to drag him to exercise, his small face immediately wrinkled like an apple that lost water.

But still said: "Okay, I will accompany you."

This look of being reluctant but still agreeing to it is really cute.

When mentioning table tennis, Jiang Xiaocheng thought of another thing.

"Do you still remember, the last time we went to the gym, we met a middle-aged uncle, and he even played a game with you."

Zhong Kexing stirred the noodles in the bowl, raised his eyes and said, "I remember, what's wrong?"

"He is actually a shareholder of our company, or one of the founders. He is here to inspect today. Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

Zhong Kexing agreed, and then asked, "Did you see him while you were working?"

Jiang Xiaocheng shook his head and said: "He has been in Singapore before, and I heard that this time, he will stay in the branch and shift the focus of business to China."

It was just a trivial matter, and Zhong Kexing put it aside after hearing it.

Unexpectedly, two months later, he actually received a call from Mr. Lu.

"Hello, I'm Lu Huaijing. Jiang Xiaocheng and I are in the affiliated hospital. He has acute appendicitis, but don't worry too much. The doctor said that the situation is fine, but he needs an operation..."

The author has something to say: I named them Zhongcheng (Zhong Cheng) CP.

I really want to write about their marriage soon.