Fall in love with the ex Bai Yueguang

Song Yi came over panting: "Xie Li, what are you running for?"

Xie Li grabbed the waistband of Xiao Wu, a doctor of condensed matter theory, thinking that his voice was very low: "Xiao Wu, do you think he looks like a female ghost?"

Xiao Wu looked Song Yi up and down, and agreed very much: "Although he is a male, he has a pale complexion and vicious eyes, and looks like a female ghost. He has the dual nature of spirit and body, emptiness and reality. This should be the so-called wave-particle dual image." The concrete portrayal of sex in real life. A generation of sage Boltzmann once said that the so-called real world is not real..."

Song Yi gritted his teeth and interrupted the two people's nonsense: "Xie Li, I have something to tell you. Come here."

Xiao Wu looked left and right, and immediately chose to be wise and safe. He excused that he hadn't finished his thesis, and ran away with another person.

Xie Li grabbed the schoolbag on his shoulder, which still contained Professor Fang's materials, and said very heavily, "There's no need to apologize."

After Song Yi's male god image was shattered, he didn't want to see Song Yi very much, for fear that he couldn't help but give Song Yi another kick.

Song Yi sneered: "You beat me up and asked me to apologize to you, is there such a reason?"

Xie Li lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

The two were silent for a few seconds, as if confronting each other. Song Yi seemed to give in suddenly, and changed his tone: "I am partly responsible for the breakup, and I can apologize. But it's not right for you to hit me, right?"

As he spoke, even his expression gradually softened, as if the ferocity just now was just Xie Li's illusion, and he was still the gentle and considerate senior in everyone's impression.

He changed into an empathetic tone, and continued: "I don't need to pursue the matter of you beating me. After all, you were emotional and irrational at that time, and I can forgive you. But I have a condition——"

Xie Li didn't speak, just tilted his head and kicked the leaves on the ground with his feet, like a child resisting the preaching of adults.

"The analysis model of my thesis, I know you are done. If you give me the things, I won't hold you accountable for beating me." Song Yi's voice was very gentle, "We get together so well, and we are still friends after we break up. , okay?"

Xie Li didn't seem to hear what he said, and was still busy stepping on the leaves on the ground, rowing back and forth, as if it was something very interesting.

Song Yi was ignored several times and couldn't bear it: "Xie Li, I'm talking to you."

Xie Li finally kicked away the leaf under his feet, looked up at him, and took two steps back.

Song Yi subconsciously looked down at the ground and almost passed out on the spot.

Five letters - "FUCKU" appeared on the ground, right where Xie Li was standing just now, crookedly facing Song Yi, as if they were teaming up to laugh at him.

Just now Xie Li was busy stepping on the leaves of the trees for a long time, so it turned out that he was busy with this.

"What do you mean?!" Song Yi couldn't wear that gentle mask anymore, and stretched out his hand fiercely, trying to pull Xie Li over.

Like a nimble little fish, Xie Li dodged lightly, jumped up the steps in two steps, gave Song Yi his middle finger from a distance, and shouted: "That's what it means."

After he finished speaking, he quickly turned around and swiped his card, and got into the door of the dormitory building.

Through the glass, Song Yi was standing in front of the dormitory building, his eyes were so vicious as if he was really a female ghost.

Xiao Wu poked his head out from the corner of the first floor: "Palace Yuye Wine?"

"Erguotou mixed with water," Xie Li turned his head, "Hey, traitor! You have no loyalty!"

Xiao Wu Xuanran wanted to cry: "Song Yi looks so fierce today, he seems to be possessed."

Xie Lifei rolled his eyes and went upstairs, but was stopped by Xiao Wu again: "What is he looking for you for? He came here several times today, and walked around downstairs."

Xie Li was also surprised.It's not just an analysis model. It's not that Song Yi can't write it himself, so if you don't want to tear your face, you have to beg him in a low voice.

After a day, Xie Li learned from Shen Zhichuan why Song Yi was in such a hurry to find him.

Early on Sunday morning, he was woken up by Shen Zhichuan's series of fatal calls in the early morning, and then he was taken to Shen Zhichuan's home, where Shen Zhichuan stared at him to write the English speech for the Hou Xue Award.

Xie Li drooled while holding his teacher's latest Macbook Pro, daydreaming: "It would be great if the school could replace all the computers in the laboratory with this."

Shen Zhichuan came out of the kitchen with a glass of Mandheling, a black silk dressing gown set off his jade face and vermilion lips, making his appearance beautiful.

He sat across from the little apprentice with the coffee, tore open a packet of stevia and poured it in, and stirred it with a small silver spoon, making the thin bone china cup jingle.

After stirring for a while, Shen Zhichuan said calmly: "Song Yi contributed an article to "Guan Xiang", and those editors didn't know what to think. They sent the article to me the day before yesterday."

"Guanxiang" is a well-known core journal in the field of astrophysics in China.Shen Zhichuan has been a reviewer for this journal for several years.

Xie Li's eyelids twitched, feeling that Shen Zhichuan was going to scold him again.

He didn't dare to make a sound, and hid behind the 15-inch computer screen, only half of his forehead was exposed.

Shen Zhichuan was annoyed and funny when he saw it, so he simply didn't go around in circles, and simply asked him: "His data and formulas are quite beautiful. So I asked to see the model and source code. Did you give him the source code?"

It took Xie Li a half-second to understand the twists and turns inside, and he stuck out his head in shock: "He asked me two days ago, no, why did he dare to vote without a model? Then his formula , no, his article..."

Shen Zhichuan held the coffee cup, smiled half-smile, and hummed

Xie Li is a fool if he can't figure it out.

Song Yina's article is based on the data spelled out according to the proposed results, the formula is deduced backwards, and the spelled out data is given to Xie Li as a model.He released the results first, and then asked Xie Li to make an analysis model.Before Xie Li could write out the model, he was impatient to submit it first.

The reason why I was in a hurry to find Xie Li the day before yesterday was because I was in a hurry to get a model.He can write himself, but he writes slowly, so it is better to get ready-made ones from Xie Li.

Xie Li was stunned: "Then how did his diagrams, his... those things come from?"

Shen Zhichuan knocked the coffee cup into the tray lightly, but didn't speak.

Leng Yi climbed up inch by inch from behind, Xie Li gasped involuntarily, suddenly feeling like he was alive after a catastrophe.

In academic circles, reputation is everything.

Xie Li didn't understand why Song Yi did this.But the consequences are obvious.

Using data to match the proposed results is called academic fraud.

Once the incident happened, Xie Li, who did the part of the analysis model, could not escape the blame.Even if his name is not signed on the article, as long as Song Yi speaks his name, he will be ruined and ruined.

Xie Li was really frightened, his face turned pale, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing him like this, Shen Zhichuan couldn't bear it, and couldn't help but comfort him: "His formulas and diagrams are so beautiful, you can tell something is wrong at a glance. There is not even a little noise, too much, and there is no need to catch him for fraud. The abnormal data is enough to call back. Besides, you haven’t given it to him, so it’s nothing to do with you, but let’s make a good memory.”

Xie Li nodded awkwardly, then asked anxiously, "What will happen to Song Yi?"

Shen Zhichuan shrugged: "It's fine for him to rein in his horse and give up on submitting the manuscript."

Xie Li snorted.

Satisfied, Shen Zhichuan stood up with a cup in his hand: "Okay, let's continue to write your manuscript, and leave when you finish writing. If you can't finish writing today, go to my office to write tomorrow."

The school is more or less formalistic in this kind of matter. It is fine to look at the grades and essays in the scholarship evaluation, and there is also a speech to sing the praises.It's okay to sing praises, but you have to keep pace with the times and flatter in English.

Xie Li finally made it to lunch time, and finally finished a speech that was hypocritical and posturing.

He knocked on Shen Zhichuan's study with what he had written.

Shen Zhichuan was busy holding his notebook.He was curled up in a chair with his legs resting on the desk.The silk trousers slid all the way to the knees, exposing the entire slender and muscular calf.

Shen Zhichuan didn't raise his head: "Stop drooling at the door, come in and read to me."

Xie Li walked in with a notebook in his arms, found a chair, sat down, and began to read.

"A mosquito courting?" Shen Zhichuan interrupted him, "Speak louder."

Xie Li raised his voice and stuttered again, this time he didn't read a few words, his palms were already sweating.

Finally, when he repeated a word three or four times and still couldn't pronounce it correctly, Shen Zhichuan became impatient, closed his notebook and looked at his little apprentice: "What's wrong with you? Didn't you learn it in private? How long has it been?"

Xie Li was left speechless by the question, holding the computer at a loss.

Shen Zhichuan hated that iron could not be made into steel, and he could not hold back his anger: "Your oral language is intended to be No. 1 in local astronomy, and you will never go abroad for exchanges in your life, right? Or are you planning to wait until we realize the great dream of national rejuvenation, With the rise of great powers and all nations coming to the DPRK, when everyone speaks Chinese, how can we go out to communicate?"

Xie Li bit her lip and dared not speak.

It was not the first day for Shen Zhichuan to know that Xie Li was poor in English.

When Xie Li was taking the Ph.D. exam back then, Shen Zhichuan almost vomited blood when he saw his oral score.After he vomited and wiped his mouth, he still had to save face to intercede with the child, and at least he was put into the retest.

He didn't expect that Xie Li still hadn't made any progress after almost a year.

Faced with Shen Zhichuan's anger, Xie Li dared not say a word of explanation.

Seeing that he kept his mouth shut, Shen Zhichuan became even angrier, and continued to curse, but was interrupted by the doorbell outside as soon as he opened his mouth.

Shen Zhichuan stood up with an angry face, and went through the study to open the door.

He seldom comes here, even if someone comes, he will call him in advance.He had a premonition of who was ringing the bell, and couldn't help but get even more angry.

Sure enough, as soon as he opened the door, there was that hippie smiling person outside the door.

"Good afternoon, neighbor." The person outside the door greeted with a smile, and raised a hand to send a paper bag in front of Shen Zhichuan, "Try the newly opened bakery in the community."

This person was wearing sportswear, and there was still a little sweat on his forehead, apparently just after exercising.

Shen Zhichuan said with a cold face, "No, thank you." After speaking, he was about to close the door.

The man quickly stretched out his foot to block the door, and grabbed the sleeve of Shen Zhichuan's dressing gown: "Don't, I can't take it. Diabetes, one bite will kill you. I bought it specially for you."

The dressing gown was loose, the cuffs were pulled, and even the half-covered neckline was shifted, revealing half of the beautiful collarbone with clear lines.

Shen Zhichuan's face turned dark immediately: "You..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the man said, reaching out to pull Shen Zhichuan's collar, "They're all men, so you don't suffer."

The man forced the paper bag into Shen Zhichuan's hands, and smiled at Shen Zhichuan like a sunflower facing the sun: "Then what, I have to borrow a net."

It was the first time in Shen Zhichuan's life that he saw such a thick-skinned person.

This person is Fang Xian, who moved to the opposite door last month. After a greeting, he began to borrow things endlessly.

At first, he borrowed cups, chopsticks, stapler, and nail clippers. After borrowing them a few times, Shen Zhichuan got annoyed and gave him a business card for express delivery from a nearby neighborhood store.

This Fang Xian stayed away for two days, then knocked on the door again and borrowed the internet instead.It is said that the interface in the community is full, and my home will not be able to connect to the Internet for a while.And he doesn't need a wireless network, he must use a network cable to plug into the computer.

Shen Zhichuan suspected that this person had other purposes, but the other party seemed to be really urgent, and the reason was obvious, the wireless network was unstable, and it was easy to fall off the server.

Shen Zhichuan had sneaked a sneak peek, and what was running on the other party's computer screen was indeed an analysis software commonly used by financial professionals.

Shen Zhichuan didn't speak, Fang Xian immediately changed to be pitiful: "Please help, the unscrupulous boss is in a hurry, the poor social animal can't help himself."

Shen Zhichuan hesitated for two seconds, and was about to nod his head in agreement, but suddenly changed his words: "How good is your English?"

Fang Xian didn't understand, so he said, "Okay, English, French, Japanese and Russian, chat and laugh happily."

Shen Zhichuan nodded: "Okay, I can borrow from the Internet, and help one of my students improve their English."

Fang Xian fully agreed.

As soon as he entered, he met Xie Li coming out of Shen Zhichuan's study with his computer in his arms, and both of them were stunned.