Genius Girlfriend

Tan Qianche stretched out an arm, hooked Yang Shuwen's shoulder, and said roundly, "Lin Zhixia talks about basic concepts. It's very simple. What are you afraid of."

Yang Shuwen looked suspicious: "Hey, take her around."

Tan Qianche called Lin Zhixia's name. Lin Zhixia followed him like a tail. He introduced all the large-scale equipment in the laboratory, described the production process of quantum chips, and all the questions Lin Zhixia raised. He answered them in detail. Finally, he asked with great interest: "What do you think of me now?"

Lin Zhixia pointed to herself: "Are you asking me?"

Tan Qianche said with a smile: "Yes."

Lin Zhixia thought for two seconds and even said: "From an academic point of view, you are smart, learn well, have a solid foundation and rich experience."

Tan Qianche sat on a chair and questioned: "Nothing?"

"Also," Lin Zhixia said softly, "From an emotional point of view, you are not honest enough."

As soon as these words were said, Tan Qianche chuckles, "How can I be honest?"

Tan Qianche put on a playful and cynical look. His shirt collar is still stained with a fuzzy and hazy lipstick mark-is this the adult world? Lin Zhixia suddenly lost his words.

Luo Ying came forward and defended: "Tan Xuechang, you are ten years older than Lin Zhixia. Should you pay attention to chatting with her?"

Tan Qianche leaned on the back of the chair and sat slanting. With overlapping fingers and a leisurely posture, he looked at Luo Ying with a scrutinizing gaze. But after a moment of effort, he stood up and said, "Lin Zhixia, come, I have prepared interesting things for you."

He walked to an operating room, turned on the machine, prepared the components, explained the experimental instructions again, and took Lin Zhixia to get started.

Lin Zhixia remembered every word of his words and couldn't wait to start a series of operations.

Tan Qianche called Yang Shuwen over again and let Yang Shuwen and Lin Zhixia supervise each other. Yang Shuwen was reluctant in every way, but Lin Zhixia was very happy. She said: "If I do something wrong, don't be polite and correct me directly."

Yang Shuwen covered his forehead with one hand and put his fingers on the hairline. He stroked his hair back to relieve his tension, and then said, "Okay, I will correct you."

The conversation nearby gradually stopped. Standing at the door of the operation room, Luo Ying could vaguely hear the low hum of the machine. She greeted Lin Zhixia and was about to go ahead, but Tan Qianche stopped her.

In the secluded corner, two large machines blocked the figures of Luo Ying and Tan Qianche. Tan Qianche slowly approached Luo Ying and asked her: "Lin Zhixia is fourteen years old, how old are you? Are you an adult?"

Luo Ying said: "I am nineteen."

Tan Qianche leaned against the wall and laughed for no apparent reason: "Nineteen-year-old student Luo Ying. How did you get your name? I thought of the middle school text "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring"... It's delicious, it's beautiful."

The light was bright, illuminating his profile. He has an outstanding appearance, a straight nose, and glasses with silver frames, creating an illusion of gentle abstinence.

He insists on fitness all the year round and keeps his figure extremely well. He was wearing a slim-fitting shirt with wide shoulders and narrow waist, he was extraordinarily thin, and his abdomen and back had lean muscle contours. All the male classmates in the laboratory became his foil.

However, Luo Ying's attitude towards him was lukewarm: "I'm sorry, I want to leave first."

He made a "please" gesture: "I will send you out."

Regarding Luo Ying's departure, he had no intention of retaining her.

Luo Ying thought to herself, he is really a veteran of flowers.

Tan Qianche intentionally or unintentionally said: "I guess Lin Zhixia will not go back in the afternoon. Her experiment is time-consuming. Just waiting for the results of the experiment will take half an hour. At noon we have a dinner in our group..."

Luo Ying stopped and glanced at Lin Zhixia.

Lin Zhixia was discussing with the doctors what were the issues. She gestured to the computer screen for a while. Yang Shuwen couldn't help but applauded her. She immersed herself in the magical and mysterious quantum world.

Luo Ying changed her mouth and said, "Give me an empty table. I will study by myself here, okay?"

Tan Qianche immediately cleared a place for her.

She slowly sat down and took out a math book from her bag.

Tan Qianche set up a desk lamp next to it, adjusted the brightness, and said warmly: "I'm busy, call me if I have something to do."

Luo Ying was silent. She looked at the math book absently, letting time pass by.

Lin Zhixia did not pay attention to Senior Sister Luo Ying.

Lin Zhixia spent a whole morning and finally mastered some skills. She summed up her gains this morning, and browsed one after another quantum circuit diagrams. She can understand the structure and function of the circuit without other people's explanation.

Yang Shuwen rubbed his face and remembered Niu Siyuan's email again.

Niu Siyuan said in the email: There may be one or two paddling people in the experimental group. When those paddling students meet Lin Zhixia, just like a little chicken meets an eagle, they will thoroughly expose their academic level and make their already poor academic career even worse.

In recent days, Yang Shuwen has been under great psychological pressure. When he looked at the wall, he happened to see Lin Zhixia's shadow. The shadow became black and high, like an eagle with outstretched wings.

Yang Shuwen gasped.

Fortunately at this time, Tan Qianche shouted: "It's half past twelve! It's dinner!"

Yang Shuwen immediately took off his gloves: "I have eaten."

The doctors next to him ran away, everyone was like a group of electrons with negative charges, and Tan Qianche was like a nucleus with positive charges. He attracted a group of electrons—Lin Zhixia was the only one who was alone.

Quantum computing is the field that Lin Zhixia has always longed for. Gu Likai's laboratory has world-class machinery and equipment. Lin Zhixia is eager to make results, and has a faint posture of forgetting sleep and food.

Tan Qianche called her again: "Lin Zhixia, take your time, you can't skip eating."

Lin Zhixia came to him with a drawing. He listened patiently to Lin Zhixia's question, and said with a smile: "Yes, I thought of this level. Your chief Yang Shuwen has been with us for more than two months, and there is no such progress."

Lin Zhixia turned her head and glanced at Yang Shuwen quietly.

Yang Shuwen turned around and took two steps backwards.

Lin Zhixia is full of doubts: "What happened to Senior Yang?"

Tan Qianche said, "Don't worry about him."

Their laboratory is located on the fourth floor. At the end of the corridor on the fourth floor, there is a restaurant with sinks, microwave ovens, a dozen tables and sofa chairs. It is very close to the laboratory, and the environment is fine, clean and tidy. Tan Qianche often has dinner with his classmates here.

Half an hour ago, several students in the group set off to the cafeteria. Now they are back with large and small take-out boxes. The atmosphere suddenly became noisy and lively. Tan Qianche helped put out the lunch box and said, "Sit down, it's rare that we all have time to gather together."

Lin Zhixia blinked and looked around: "Are we AA system? I brought change today..."

"Where can you spend money?" Tan Qianche handed her a pair of bamboo chopsticks. "You come to the laboratory on your first day. Those of us who are seniors should treat us."

Another senior agreed: "It's been two or three years, and no girls in our group have come in. Don't say if I invite you today, even if I invite you every day..."

Everyone's eyes fell on him, and he silently calculated the money, and changed his words: "Haha, my salary is not much. Tan Qianche takes a lot. He is a rich man in our group."

Lin Zhixia asked, "How do you usually make money and how much can you make?"

Luo Ying wanted to ask if Lin Zhixia was short of money, but the doctoral and master students in Gu Likai's group were crowded around her. Considering Lin Zhixia's face, Luo Ying did not ask.

Compared to Luo Ying’s caution, Tan Qianche seemed very calm: "I have a fixed salary of 1,500 yuan a month, and the school will put the money on my card. I am a teaching assistant for the subject of "Quantum Computing" with an annual salary of 50,000 yuan. , I have a principal scholarship of 5,000 per month, and a project grant of 30,000 per year. That’s all in total. There are still people in the group who earn more than me. He went out to play during the November holiday, etc. When he comes back, I will help you ask him."

Lin Zhixia calculated the total in one second: "So, if you haven't graduated with a Ph.D., you can get a pre-tax annual salary of 158,000 yuan."

"You can get it later." Tan Qianche smiled at her.

Lin Zhixia held up a box of fried rice, thoughtfully.

It turned out that doing a doctorate under Gu Likai's hands makes money like this.

Lin Zhixia remembered that the seniors in Shen Zhaohua's group were not so rich. For example, senior Niu Siyuan is a very frugal person. He often sorts out supermarket discount cards on his desk. He is also a frequent visitor to the second-hand market. If he is as rich as Tan Qianche, he doesn't need to cry poor in the office.

After thinking about it, Lin Zhixia couldn't help asking: "Can I be an assistant teacher?"

Luo Ying was shocked: "Are you going to be a teaching assistant for undergraduates?"

Lin Zhixia said to herself: "Most of the courses for undergraduates are relatively simple. As long as I prepare for a period of time, I will definitely meet the teacher's requirements."

Luo Ying said: "The teachers of science and engineering are very strict, the teaching tasks are heavy, and the assistants are too busy to stay up late."

"I won't stay up late," Lin Zhixia explained, "I have a detailed plan. I can do all the things I want to do during the day. After seven o'clock every night, it is my leisure time."

After Yang Shuwen heard Lin Zhixia's words, he picked up a very spicy hot and sour noodle, Tan Qianche still persuaded him: "Yang Shuwen, your taste is very light, you can't eat chili."

"It's okay." Yang Shuwen twitched his nose and drank a big mouthful of hot and sour soup.

Lin Zhixia turned her head and stared at Tan Qianche: "Are you still short of teaching assistants?"

Another senior replied: "Teaching assistants are a scarce resource. The space is full. You can ask about other professional courses."

"That's not a question of professional courses." Tan Qianche opened a can of beer. He took a sip of wine and said, "You are younger than the average undergraduate. If you stop there, no one will treat you as a teaching assistant, Lin Zhixia."

Lin Zhixia was a little frustrated: "I will grow up, don't think I am young."

Tan Qianche looked at her quietly. He shook his beer, his lips smiled deeper: "Don't worry, I will wait for you to grow up."

He lowered his head, holding a wine jar in his hand, and muttered to himself: "It's only four years. I can afford to wait. After four years, you will be eighteen."

Luo Ying suddenly hammered Tan Qianche's shoulder with a fist.

Luo Ying used all her strength, and Tan Qianche's face was pale with pain. Almost all of his classmates were immersed in eating, and Luo Ying's speed was so fast and anxious that no one knew how powerful Luo Ying was.

Tan Qianche really did not expect that Luo Ying looked weak and weak, with only a handful of bones left. She was so painful to hit someone! The punch almost emptied Tan Qianche's blood tank. It took several minutes for Tan Qianche to recover.

Luo Ying did not apologize to him.

Luo Ying was very angry.

The atmosphere in the restaurant is harmonious and cheerful. Several doctoral students are discussing circuit design, and some people mentioned the chip production in the laboratory next door. There are only four people in the wrong state-Yang Shuwen is holding a bowl of hot and sour noodles, with a languid expression and flying soul; Lin Zhixia is considering a part-time job, she wants to make money while going to school; Luo Ying stares at Tan Qianche coldly, while Tan Qian Che sat upright, as if nothing happened.

Tan Qianche whispered: "I didn't mean that. The objects of my association are all girls over 18 years old."

"Do you have a girl with whom?" Luo Ying sneered, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Tan Qianche held up a napkin and wiped his mouth: "I am single now."

Luo Ying smiled: "The lipstick mark on your neck has not disappeared."

Tan Qianche held the tissue and blocked his chin: "Do you mind?"

Luo Ying picked up her lunch box, the soup oil splashed, and it got her fingers. She puns: "It's so dirty."

Tan Qianche never seemed to be angry. He approached her ear and said in a breath that was almost whispering: "I haven't gotten dirty this month. Take me away for the first time this month."

Luo Ying took the scene.

Lin Zhixia came back to her senses and hurriedly asked: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Ying said, "I can't eat anymore."

Lin Zhixia was surprised: "Senior sister, what happened?"

The surrounding classmates asked about Luo Ying's condition one after another, and the boys who were in charge of buying the food were a little bit self-blaming, thinking that they did not choose the food well, which did not suit Luo Ying's appetite, and made her unhappy.

Luo Ying stood still for a while, trying to tear her face with Tan Qianche, but she was afraid that it might affect Lin Zhixia's work in the laboratory. She can only hold back her monstrous anger. But she was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, where has she been so angry?

She sat back in place. This time, she took the initiative to approach Tan Qianche.

Tan Qianche listened respectfully.

Luo Ying said to him: "You dare to say something like that to me, or dare to have any thoughts about Lin Zhixia that are more than classmate..."

"How about you?" Tan Qianche asked her.

She scanned his whole body: "I don't just hit you on the shoulder."

Tan Qianche took another sip of beer and asked calmly: "Fight in the school, are you afraid of being expelled from the school?"

"My family is a real estate company, and I have to work when I drop out of school and go home," Luo Ying said softly, "The Taohuayuan villa area next to Provincial No. 1 Middle School was designed by my mother. You guessed it, my name is the same as "The Peach Blossom Spring" related."

Tan Qianche was silent.

Luo Ying asked him again: "You earn 150,000 a year, don't you?"

She raised her fingertips slightly, looked down at the floor, and put her Hermes platinum bag on her lap: "It's not as expensive as my bag."

Luo Ying's voice increased a little, and this time, many people including Lin Zhixia heard her. The group of doctoral students looked at each other, not sure why Luo Ying suddenly showed off their wealth with Tan Qianche.

Yang Shuwen was holding hot and sour noodles, standing at another table, and secretly saying to a doctor: "This is called PUA."

Lin Zhixia walked behind them with the lunch box in both hands.

She heard Yang Shuwen say: "I was at home during the summer vacation and visited the Tianya forum. There was a post on Tianya that introduced PUA. PUA achieves bad goals by hitting a person's self-confidence and controlling his spirit."

Lin Zhixia repeated unconsciously: "PUA?"

Yang Shuwenming heard Lin Zhixia's voice, but he did not look back. He suddenly realized that Lin Zhixia's blow to him might be a PUA. The more he cares about Lin Zhixia, the easier it is to be defeated by Lin Zhixia.

After the luncheon dinner, everyone returned to their posts.

Lin Zhixia recalled the operation process in the morning and devoted herself to the research work. She dares to try and make mistakes and often encounters tricky troubles. Sometimes, even Tan Qianche can't give an accurate explanation.

Lin Zhixia wrote an email listing some difficult points, sent it to Gu Likai's mailbox, and copied it to the entire research team.

Lin Zhixia believes that the problems she found are helpful to all the students in the group.

However, after Yang Shuwen read her description, his eyelids trembled and his head was sleepy. He just wanted to sleep on the table.

Tan Qianche asked him to go to the lounge for a while, but he declined. He put on his gloves and uniform to continue his unfinished business.

When setting the experimental parameters, Yang Shuwen was still thinking about Lin Zhixia's email. He adjusted the instrument unconsciously, vaguely feeling that his stomach was very uncomfortable. He has never been used to eating spicy food. The hot and sour soup at noon... really killed him.

Yang Shuwen forbeared his discomfort, put a quantum chip, a red box popped up on the screen of the instrument, asking for a password. He had never seen this red frame before and shouted, "Tan Qianche, what is the highest authority password?"

Tan Qianche is writing a report. He replied distractedly: "What do you want the password for?"

"I alone don't know the highest authority in the entire laboratory!" Yang Shuwen shouted, "What is the password?"

Tan Qianche reported directly: "351426!"

Yang Shuwen entered the series of numbers "351426" on the touch screen. He clicked the "Confirm" button, but heard another doctoral student say: "Hey? Don't move. It is an old machine, bought years ago, and used to make a super magnetic field. The senior has modified it, it will generally not ask you for a permission password, unless the parameters you set exceed the security range..."

Yang Shuwen was stiff.

He clicked "Pause" hard, but it didn't work at all, and the system prompts "Experiment is in progress". He hurriedly said: "Where is the main gate? Shut down! Shut down!"

Another doctor said: "You press the emergency button!"

The distance between the emergency button and Yang Shuwen was only three meters.

At the critical juncture, Lin Zhixia just walked out of another room. Holding a stack of drawings, she was about to pass by Yang Shuwen. Yang Shuwen gave up the emergency button. He grabbed Lin Zhixia by the sleeve, dragged her to the safety exit, and shouted as he ran: "It's going to explode! It's going to explode!"

Before he finished speaking, a loud "bang" erupted in the distance.

The excessive current caused the coil to explode instantly.

The windows shattered and the glass splashed.

The pale smoke filled, and several boys screamed.

Lin Zhixia was shocked.

The soles of her feet slipped and fell to the ground. Her ankle hurts so much that the experimental drawings were scattered on the ground.

The siren in the laboratory buzzed, and Tan Qianche rushed out of the operating room, his face greatly changed. He quickly regained his composure and cut off the power of related machines. Even if Yang Shuwen kept calling him, he still took care of the aftermath.

He organized all his classmates to leave in an orderly manner, and called Mr. Gu. Mr. Gu heard that the coil had exploded and immediately asked, "Is anyone injured?"

Tan Qianche crouched in the stairwell of the safe passage. He looked down at Lin Zhixia's swollen ankle, and sighed again and again: "Lin Zhixia fell and twisted his ankle. The other classmates are fine."

Teacher Gu said that he will come right away and ask Tan Qianche to move his classmates out of the laboratory building first. Teacher Gu also said that on the 27th of last month, that is, on September 27th, three doctoral students from the university next door blew up the laboratory.

Tan Qianche said hurriedly: "Teacher, our loss is not serious. Just that machine, the coil exploded, the circuit was scorched, the windows were broken, and the green belt downstairs was not hitting anyone. I called the fire alarm and firefighting. The team will come soon."

Teacher Gu asked: "Okay, you take your junior sister downstairs and take her to the school hospital to take an X-ray. Did you hurt any bones..."

Tan Qianche hung up the phone and knelt in front of Lin Zhixia on one knee: "Come on, I will carry you downstairs."

Lin Zhixia was in shock.

She could not describe her memory to others.

When she recalled the accident just now, the deafening sound, the loud noise of glass blasting, the weird pungent smell, and the sudden sense of fear flooded all her cognition like a tide. She understood in this instant why she hated injections since she was a child, because her most feared memory will emerge uncontrollably, allowing her to experience the scene again, like a real horror cruise ship, looping and never ending. .

Her face was pale: "Mom..."

Tan Qianche lowered his head and asked her, "What are you talking about?"

She repeated: "Mom, I want mom."

Tan Qianche thought: A fourteen-year-old girl, shouldn't she rely on her mother so much? She has a very smart head, why is she still a mommy?

But after all, she was very young, ten years younger than Tan Qianche, and still his direct school sister. Tan Qianche patiently coaxed her: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, seniors carry you downstairs."

Lin Zhixia lay on his back. He stood up and said in surprise: "You are so light, do you usually have a good meal?"

Lin Zhixia was silent.

Tan Qianche carried her on his back and quickly stepped over the steps.

The students and teachers in the entire laboratory building were evacuated. The students went down the stairs of the safe passage. Along the way, Tan Qianche heard someone ask: "Which laboratory exploded?"

Another person replied: "It seems to be the quantum computing group..."

"Why can quantum explode?"

"Quantum computers, based on spin, have a strong magnetic field and overload currents, don't they explode?"

"Do they have no experimental operating specifications?"

"I didn't follow the rules."

These gossips intensified. They floated in the air and kept moving.

Tan Qianche had no choice but to speed up his pace. He ran out of this laboratory building with Lin Zhixia on his back. A group of security guards stood outside the building with a serious and solemn atmosphere. The security guards pulled up a cordon and did not allow any students to step into the laboratory building.

Beyond the cordon, Luo Ying has been waiting for a long time.

After eating that lunch today, Luo Ying left the laboratory building. She wanted to go to the fruit shop to buy some strawberries to bring to Lin Zhixia, but she heard her classmates say that something happened in a laboratory of the quantum computing group.

She immediately ran to the door of the laboratory building.

The students fled the building one after another, Luo Ying's eyes followed the crowd. She found Tan Qianche and Lin Zhixia, and she was relieved. Seeing Lin Zhixia's face pale again, she hurriedly asked, "Are you injured?"

"I twisted my ankle," Lin Zhixia replied, "I have a swollen ankle."

Luo Ying said, "I'll accompany you to the hospital."

Lin Zhixia said, "Thank you, senior sister."

Tan Qianche still carried Lin Zhixia. He asked her: "I took you four floors, why didn't I hear you thank me?"

Lin Zhixia squeezed out a dry sentence: "Thank you, senior."

Tan Qianche and Luo Ying escorted Lin Zhixia to the hospital.

From the time he entered the hospital, Tan Qianche's role was not obvious-Lin Zhixia no longer needed him to walk with her on his back.

Luo Ying rented a wheelchair and let Lin Zhixia sit in the chair. Luo Ying pushed Lin Zhixia around, helped her register, accompany her to see a doctor, take her for examinations, and wait for the results with her.

She sighed: "Senior sister is so kind."

Luo Ying said softly: "You are my school girl, we come from a city, of course we have to take care of each other."

Tan Qianche interrupted, "I am also your fellow."

Luo Yingpi smiled but didn't smile. She found a place on the edge of the corridor, and Lin Zhixia's wheelchair was by her side.

The bright lamp was reflected on the smooth tiled floor, reflecting white shadows after another. Occasionally, a nurse, doctor, patient or family member stepped on the white shadow. Lin Zhixia looked at other people's shoes and couldn't help shaking her feet.

"Does your foot hurt?" Luo Ying asked her.

She tilted her body and pillowed Luo Ying's shoulder: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Are you still afraid, do you want a mother?" Tan Qianche folded his arms and asked Lin Zhixia in a low voice.

Lin Zhixia took out her mobile phone from her pocket and called her mother on the spot. Mother coaxed her for half an hour, and her mood gradually improved. Mother also said that Lin Zeqiu was frightened and lost after hearing what Lin Zhixia had experienced. In particular, the word "explosion" made Lin Zeqiu nervous. Lin Zeqiu asked Lin Zhixia to return to the bedroom tonight and must take time to have a QQ video chat with Lin Zeqiu.

Lin Zhixia reluctantly agreed to Lin Zeqiu's request.

After this, Lin Zhixia also called Jiang Yubai by the way. Jiang Yubai told her that in a few days, he would take the oral IELTS test. Lin Zhixia encouraged him with enthusiasm: "Come on Jiang Yubai, you must do well in the exam!"