Desperate

Zhou Pu was keenly aware of the lonely aura emanating from that person.He saw Cen Lu bowed his head, his jade-like forehead hair hanging down a little, covering the expression in his eyes.Half of Cen Lu's cheek was flattened by the glass, reminding Zhou Pushen of a dolphin that squeezed its nose against the porthole when working underwater.

Zhou Pu moved his plaster-bound arm deeply, and turned his body slightly. The arm that was receiving an IV was slightly raised, and his slender fingers were vaguely caged. Looking from Zhou Pushen's back, it looked like It was as if he held the curled up man in his arms.

But there is a transparent barrier between the two.He couldn't get through, he didn't dare to go through.

After Cen Lu started, he suddenly became hoarse, pondering over his words and didn't know how to continue.Fortunately, his only audience has great patience with him, as if he is willing to wait until dawn like this.

So Cen Lu felt relieved, and said with a hint of breaking the can, Shi Shi broke the sky and said, "Actually, I will let Li Zhou go once."

Zhou Pushen did not show the slightest surprise.

Cen Lu continued: "Actually, in our business, no matter how high-minded and bad-tempered, I feel that I am the one standing on the shoulders of giants, doing the work that promotes human progress with the lowest wages. Just like at the beginning The guy who discovered that the burning rate of blood silver is [-] times higher than that of oil probably never thought that his research, which he spent half his life on, turned out to be a huge profit that everyone was chasing after, and even became the scourge of two countries. "

"I didn't think about it, and I didn't care about what researching blood silver could bring me. I was just led by Master and stepped into this door. I felt that science could bring me a sense of satisfaction, so I continued like this. down."

"I don't know if you believe me or not, maybe with a counterexample like Li Zhou, you won't believe me. In fact, most scientific researchers are really not good at chasing fame and fortune. For the work in front of me, I should push the theorem a step further tomorrow, and the results of yesterday’s controlled experiment will come out next week, or the accumulated experimental data of five or six years will finally overthrow my hypothesis.”

"I believe." Zhou Pushen whispered without even realizing it, but before the voice reached Cen Lu's ears, it was lost in the cold air.

"But having said that, as a scientific researcher, you are protected from the wind and sun, especially if you are a mathematician. You don't even need to write a line of code. Taxpayers support you and the country supports you. What proof do you have? Are you qualified to sit in the country's institutions of higher learning and dream hard? For a mathematician, the two legs that support him are results, and the other is reputation."

Cen Lu blinked at Zhou Pushen: "Do you know why I let that bastard Li Zhou go?"

"Because if he loses his leg, he can't amputate it. Without waiting for someone to push him, his academic career will be paralyzed, and he will be a joke in the academic world, a puddle of mud. No one will do it again." If you give him a chance, even if he makes achievements in the future, that achievement will be nailed to the pillar of shame for people to laugh at."

"Anyone with talent can't stand it."

"I cherish talents, and I also know that Li Zhou has talents. I would rather believe that he was confused for a while, and would rather not see his wolfish ambitions, and I would rather leave him in the declining place of Chunshu."

"Because I know that going public will destroy him. I know because I've seen another example."

Having said that, Cen Lu closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling uncontrollably.The Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if enduring some kind of great pain.

Zhou Pu looked at him deeply, his fingertips deeply grasped the rough wall, his snow-white knuckles trembled, sharing the pain that made them breathless together with the person in front of him.He seemed to realize something, and lowered his eyelids: "Brother, stop talking."

Cen Lu suddenly showed a somewhat weird smile, and stared at Zhou Pushen with even cold eyes: "You know, don't you?"

Zhou Pushen did not speak.

"You really know." Cen Lu's voice was very soft, as if it could float in the dark night, "My father was the protagonist of the notorious academic plagiarism case eight years ago, Cen Bai."

He said it.

He still said it.

Cen Lu couldn't believe his ears, and he didn't know if the scar on his heart would bleed again after so many years, but he felt that he owed an explanation to the person who took his life to protect him.Cen Lu didn't want to be fooled by this explanation, so he could only show him his heart one by one.

Some shadows are hidden too deep, so roots extending in all directions are born on the heart, and when they are pulled up again, even the flesh on the heart rises up in fragments.Cen Lu sat on the interrogation table, clutching his chest and gasping for breath. The pain magnified little by little in his mind. He vaguely remembered that when he was sick and had a headache, his father always brought him porridge to the bedside. Coax him to eat bit by bit.

Not even the day he received the Lifetime Achievement Award.

"Father, just go with mom, don't miss the ceremony because of me." Cen Lu lay weakly on the bed in a suit, his fair face flushed with heat.The young man was stepping on the edge of childishness and handsomeness, and his voice was a little hoarse and unpleasant because he was in the period of voice change, but even with such a distressed appearance, it was clear from this man's face that he was suave and suave. signs of.

"Listen to Dad, drink the porridge." The man was also wearing a dark suit like his son, but it was more formal than his son, with a white bow tie on his chest. Although his temples were gray, he looked like a man But on his face, it can be clearly seen that the years still have a special preference for him, and he still looks handsome and unrestrained at the age of no doubt.

"No, I can't drink it." Cen Lu pushed the white porcelain bowl away without any strength, "I told you not to stick around here anymore. If you don't make it in time, you can see if this award will be awarded to you."

The woman sitting next to her son's bed had picturesque features, but at the moment her beautiful almond eyes were somewhat at a loss. Wen Qinglan looked at her son who was flushed with fever and then at her husband who was calm. I was so flustered that I really couldn't get the prize if I went late.

Cen Bo was aware of his wife's character of being incapable of control, so he put his broad palm on her shoulder, and stroked it comfortingly.Then he raised his head and smiled and scolded the man who ran the train with his mouth full of words: "Look at what you said, I'm not afraid that your mother will take it seriously. Are you really going to go?"

Cen Lu buried his head in the quilt, God knows how depressed he is now: "No, no, I don't want to see you old men talking hypocritically on stage."

Cen Bo was not annoyed when he heard the rebellious words, but just chuckled lightly: "Then your mother and I will set off first." After speaking, he put the bowl of white porridge with chopped green onion and shredded pork on his son's bedside, and said with a smile. The wife went out together.

It wasn't until he heard the door outside that Cen Lu stuck his head out from the duvet, and said to himself with a nasal voice: "Really... old fox, it seems like I will go again..."

After finishing speaking, he obediently picked up the bowl of porridge and began to drink.

Outside the auditorium of Digong University, everyone waited for a long time before seeing today's protagonists on the road paved with red carpets——Cen Bai and his wife.For a moment, the flashing lights rang non-stop along with whispers, and Mrs. Cen staggered nervously when she stepped onto the solemn red carpet, but felt her husband's warm hands holding her shoulders just in time, and she just Did not make a fool of myself in public.

Wen Qinglan looked into her husband's warm eyes with half gratitude and half embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I've embarrassed you."

She was telling the truth, Wen Qinglan never understood why a man with such qualifications as Cen Bai finally chose her alone.When he was in college, he was the name that everyone knew, but he was just the smallest one among the suitors, and he didn't even dare to go to the library to talk to him.

But she was like this, but for some reason he fell in love with her. After the two confirmed their relationship, he never looked at others again. In fact, even before, Cen Bai had never had any interest in lingering in the flowers.After graduating from university, the two got married quickly, and Wen Qinglan was also pregnant with a child.

Wen Qinglan had lay beside her husband at night and prayed silently more than once, hoping that this child would not be a little bit like her, from appearance to talent, from head to toe to be like his father.

Later, Cen Lu was born, and he lived up to his mother's expectations. As he grew older, he became a shrunken version of Cen Bai.But Wen Qinglan felt that she was not as happy as she imagined.

She felt more and more like an outsider.

The husband is a famous scholar, and the son is the proud son of heaven.But his own ordinary, but more and more dazzling.

"What are you talking about?" Sensing his wife's uneasiness, Cen Bo didn't take his hand away from her shoulder, but clenched it even tighter, "Wife of dross won't go to court, you're here today Fuck off, at the moment when I finally got on the podium, there will be no one to accompany me except you, not even my son."

Without the company of this cowardly but persistent wife, where would I be today?Cen Bai thought, but it's a pity that she never seemed to realize that neither she nor her son had ever had the slightest dislike for her.

Wen Qinglan saw the sincere love from the bottom of her husband's eyes, and suddenly felt a bit of sourness in her heart, she stretched out her hand to put the catkin on the hand on her shoulder, and felt that her fascination with her husband had increased a bit.

After appeasing his wife, Cen Bai felt that things went much smoother.Before the winner spoke, he just had to sit with her in the auditorium, and the two, who were nearly fifty years old, whispered to each other as if no one was watching.When the head of the Department of Mathematics was speaking on stage, Cen Bo secretly whispered jokes in his wife's ear, his soft words made the woman laugh softly.

It wasn't until Cen Bai was urged to take the stage and stood in front of the slender microphone that he glanced at the safe passage at the end of the auditorium.As he expected, a dark figure sneaked into the auditorium when all the lights were gathered on the stage.

Cen Lu bent his back and thought he was smart enough to sneak into the last row of the auditorium. A colleague with a father found him and wondered why he was not sitting in the VIP seat as a family member. He wanted to ask questions, but was stopped by Cen Lu up.

Cen Lu thought, he couldn't lose face in front of the old man.Even if someone exposes him in the future, let him save his face for two days.

The person on the stage began to speak: "I was invited here today, and the one I want to thank most is my wife..."

Cen Lu sat with his legs crossed in the dark last row, feeling a little sore in his heart, thinking that he is really a small-bodied guy, and he didn't even mention his son when he didn't come, and he only had his wife in his heart.

But I heard the man panting for a while, and added: "There is also my son sitting in the last row."

At this moment, the people sitting in this auditorium are all invited elites from all walks of life, and logically speaking, there is nothing to say about education.But as soon as the award winner uttered these words, most of these old pedants knew the ghost of Cen Bai's family.

Wen Qinglan was even more astonished, she turned her head to look for her son, but the VIP seat was too far away from the last row, so she couldn't see it.

Cen Lu's face was blue and white, and he was ashamed this time, thanks to that old fox.But she was not very angry, on the contrary, she was really happy for her father.

Father has studied for half his life, and he is able to improve the accuracy of the burning efficiency of blood silver by an order of magnitude. He deserves this honor.As a close relative, watching him light up the lamp and fighting at night, watching him hanging on the beam and stabbing his ass, how can he not be happy for him once he succeeds in one day.

So he no longer took his little self-esteem seriously, and sincerely clapped hands with everyone.

Cen Lu thought that he would continue to live like this forever, as the son of a famous scholar, with extraordinary talent, he would survive amidst the flowers and applause of the crowd.