The difference between cloud and mud

After buying a laptop, the siblings got on the bus home.Beibei was so tired that she fell asleep in the car, half leaning on Jiang Tong's body, still tightly holding the Apple computer box in her arms.

The phone buzzed and vibrated, it was Xiao Fengtai's message.

"You don't have to force yourself." The words were endless, but Jiang Tong knew that he was referring to the invitation this afternoon.

The envelope was still in his coat pocket, and Jiang Tong had a strange illusion, as if the place where the envelope was stored began to heat up slightly.

"I haven't," he replied slowly, "Thank you for your invitation, I'm looking forward to it."

Xiao Fengtai didn't reply again, maybe he finally saw Jiang Tong's insincere words.Jiang Tong stared at the sent messages on his mobile phone, feeling sincere disgust at his hypocrisy again.

His subtle self-loathing persisted until he got home.Jiang Bei was so sleepy that she went to bed and fell asleep with her head covered after hastily washed.Jiang Tong couldn't let go of the turbid breath in his chest. He sat in the living room for a while, not wanting to disturb his sister, so he simply got up and went to the laboratory.He urgently needs to do something to prove that he still has undoubted positive value to this society.

At midnight on weekends, the laboratory is quiet and empty, only the continuous hum of the centrifuge, like a hypnotic white noise.The restlessness in Jiang Tong's heart was miraculously soothed by the white noise. He turned on the computer and prepared to process the experimental data during the day.

While waiting to turn it on, he suddenly heard a very light click from behind.However, the laboratory is so silent that any sound is automatically amplified.

Jiang Tong's back felt cold, so he picked up a large flask and stood up, and approached cautiously, only to find that the source of the sound was Pei Jing.

"Why are you?" He relaxed instantly, and put the flask on the table casually: "You didn't say hello when I came in just now, which made me think that a thief had entered the laboratory."

Pei Jing stared intently, without raising her head: "Didn't you come here by yourself?"

Typical of his style.Jiang Tong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to change the subject: "Do you want to be so late on weekends?"

"I want to finish the RNA sequence comparison as soon as possible," Pei Jing said in a low voice, with the four big characters of "Do Not Disturb" written on his face.

Jiang Tong scratched his head: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

He finally raised his head and looked him up and down critically.

"Can you do RNA sequencing?"

Pei Jing is of Eurasian descent, tall and tall, with sharp features.Although he was young, there were already dots of gray and white spots on his forehead.A pair of gray-blue eyes are embedded in the deep eye sockets, and the gaze is more serious and serious than ordinary people.

"I did it in Professor Gu's class before," Jiang Tong replied calmly, ignoring his suspicious and scrutinizing expression.

Pei Jing snorted through her nostrils: "Get the samples yourself."

"If not, tell me as soon as possible, and don't pretend to understand." He paused, and whispered in a warning tone: "I will not allow your mistakes to slow down the progress of the experiment."

Jiang Tong was used to his tyrant demeanor when he entered the working state, so he put on his gloves with a smile and started to work.

From a certain point of view, the genetic sequencing performed by migrant workers in the laboratory is similar to that of the old lady in the old society who kept copying the Diamond Sutra in the Buddhist hall. The repetitive mechanical work is monotonous and boring, but requires participants to concentrate.In the simple movement of the body, the redundant distracting thoughts in the brain are gradually diluted, leaving only a blank space of ecstasy.

Jiang Tong finished it in one breath, looked up at his watch, it was already five o'clock in the morning.Pei Jing remained motionless in front of the computer, with her back straight, tapping on the keyboard from time to time.If it wasn't for the heavy blue marks under his eyes, Jiang Tong would almost suspect that he was a robot driven by electricity.

"I'm done." Jiang Tong walked towards Pei Jing: "The data has been sent to your computer."

"I'm watching." Pei Jing's eyes were piercing, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.Most people can't see good or bad in raw data, but he looks at the screen with eyes full of love and compassion, as if the computer is inhabited by a peerless beauty.

Pei Jing must be a virgin.He suddenly remembered the comment of the senior sister in the laboratory - the pleasure of making results is far higher than a pleasant sex life.

It takes time for the computer to process several gigabytes of data.After Pei Jing set up the software, she finally leaned her back back and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You've done a good job." He said lightly, "A doctoral student entering the lab is no more than that. When this thesis is finished, the professor should write you a beautiful recommendation letter."

"I have learned a lot in the past few months." Jiang Tong said quickly: "Thank you and Professor Gu for giving me the opportunity."

Pei Jing seemed to be interested in him suddenly, and looked at Jiang Tong with a scientist's unique observation eyes: "Why don't you go home on weekends? I saw you taking your sister in the laboratory during the day, and you don't accompany her at night?"

"She's asleep. I'm fine anyway, so I'll come to the lab to have a look."

"In the end, I caught the young man." Pei Jing raised the corners of her lips, making a rare joke.

"Why do you come to work overtime on weekends?" Seeing that he was in a good mood, and Jiang Tong's inner curiosity overcame everything, he asked cautiously.

"Professor Gu arranged the progress of the experiment last week, saying that we will have time to finish the sequencing next week."

Pei Jing's answer was simple and straightforward: "I want to see the result sooner."

"It's like a lottery draw — rather than fidgeting at home, it's better to find out the results sooner. There's nothing else going on anyway."

Jiang Tong was convinced: "You are the person I have ever met who loves scientific research the most."