This Cannon Fodder is Covered by Me!

After the first lesson, the young botany professor did not leave much homework for a long time.

Seeing Gu Chuanbai, an assistant teacher, running more and more into the office, and even staying away all night, his roommates determined that he was dedicated to his homework. Not only did he deeply praise his dedication, he also generously enlisted the tasks that he answered in various classes other than botany.

Only Lu Deng knew that his homework was getting less and less because Gu Chuanbai was getting more and more busy.

Hardworking, active, not deeply involved in the world, and no clear plans for their own future-in the eyes of some extremely selfish teachers, the first and second grade graduate students are always the most obedient and easy-to-use labor force.

To organize the laboratory, to help organize the translation materials, to keep expensive culture media overnight, and to run errands for the instructor. A week's work time is more than 50 hours, and Zhan Pei's graduate students have almost no spare time for normal classes.

The weather changed from hot to cold, and most of the semester passed. Gu Chuanbai gradually began to show the tiredness of fatigue.

The core subject of the Land Lamp Lab has finally begun to look around.

"That's all for today, after class."

After closing most of the textbooks already spoken, the young professor on the podium signaled the end of the lesson and methodically picked up teaching aids scattered on the table.

With the flow of people leaving the classroom, Gu Chuanbai quickly walked over, handed the prepared water cup, raised his hand to cover his tide shirt, and said, "My throat is dumb, does it hurt?"

The weather has cooled down, and the refreshing ice drink has been replaced in the insulated cup with a healthy red date and white fungus tea.

Worried that Lu Jingmo would not like to drink, Gu Chuanbo deliberately put rock sugar for him and boiled it sweetly. When he was so hungry, he could fish out the plump red dates to satisfy his hunger.

After cleaning the chalk dust on his hands, Lu Jingmo held the cup and took two sips, then shook his head with an eyebrow. Holding his hand upside down, his palm turned into a piece of coffee-flavored toffee.

Meeting the mild concern in his eyes, Gu Chuanbai smiled lightly, raised his hand to cover it, took off the sugar and peeled it in his mouth.

The night before, I stared at the medium for the night. After only a few hours of sleep in the morning, I rushed over for a day of class and said it was false.

With the sweet aroma of coffee flowing down his throat, Gu Chuanbai took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, which alleviated the choking in the chest.

Botany is a big lesson. People walk quickly, and the classroom is noisy and quickly quiets down.

Gu Chuanbai packed his things and saw that there were no more people in the classroom. He took the jacket safely and put on Lu Jingmo, and leaned down to pull the zipper carefully.

The duration of a class is fixed. Without classwork as a transfer, it will be harder to start the class than before.

Although it is clear that Lu Jingmo intimately set aside time for him to sleep in the class, the teaching assistant Gu who loves to study still does not allow himself to sleep in the class.

Not to mention Lu Jingmo's class.

He remembers that in the first class, Lu Jingmo set up his homework, his eyes were excited and clear.

Although the assignments were approved in the dark, Lu Jingmo still insisted on asking for his own approval, and he was not allowed to intervene to help. Obviously, he liked this activity that made the students mourn.

His young professor was brilliant, and he talked vividly about the lessons. He was patient and patient with his temper. Just such a little hobby of homework, why can't I enjoy it.

"Yes, I don't want to approve. The job is too tired."

Looking at the Qingwu that came out of Gu Chuanbai's eyes, Lu Jingmo shook his head carefully and shook his wrist: "I need someone to help me sort through the experimental records. Is there time today?"

Lu Jingmo's laboratory has already established a preliminary scale, and has also done a few experimental water tests. Although he does not have to pass by every day, he still needs to take an overall view of the experimental process. All the data produced must be seen by himself.

Unlike the boring and numb mechanical labor in Zhan Pei's laboratory, those experimental records were preliminarily compiled by Lu Jingmo. The key points were carefully commented, and the ideas and processes were clear at a glance.

Those experiments seem wild, but they are meticulously designed, and even simple organization can be very beneficial. Even if Gu Chuanbai is busy, as long as he has time, he will definitely go over to help.

"Yes, I happen to be free today."

Meeting his eyes, Gu Chuanbai smiled and nodded without hesitation.

I stayed in the lab overnight, and the next day usually took turns. Today is a rare break, and I just accompany Landing Beijing Mo to work together.

With such an idea, Gu Chuanbai accompanied him back to the office, but before he had time to take up a new job, Lu Jingmo couldn't help but tuck into the bathroom.

The chest was sore and painful, and it was just right to take a shower.

It has become a habit to stay in the office. It is speculated that Landing Jingmo is about to stay overnight. Gu Chuanbai yawned to boil the water, but I do n’t know if the water heater is out of order, but the temperature is slightly hot with a few hot adjustments.

Gu Chuanbai hesitated for a moment, but decided to do the wrong thing and stood under the steaming shower.

The cold water can still lift some spirits. The hot water rushes warmer and warmer, it becomes more and more drowsy, and it is difficult to even open your eyes.

Gu Chuanbai rubbed his two faces vigorously, changed his clothes and walked out of the shower. He did not wait to return to the office. He was intercepted by Lu Jingmo in time and pressed to the bed.

"Jing Mo ..."

Realizing that Lu Jingmo actually used this trick against him again, Gu Chuanbai reluctantly laughed, raised his spirit and looked up at him, and said in a voice, "I'm not tired, I'll work with you, OK?"

It is impossible not to be tired, but these days he is running between the laboratory and the big class, and time is getting tighter and tighter. Except for going to class, he has not had more contact with Lu Jingmo for a long time. On several occasions, I was forced to call the laboratory during a class, or even to the office where the other person carried the things by themselves.

He naturally wanted to rest, but he also wanted to spend more time with Lu Jingmo, and wanted to learn more about his work and touch on his life.

As long as there is a doctor's agreement as a motive, he will not be completely numb in the busyness of being unable to withdraw, and can squeeze out some time that can no longer be trivial in the almost forced life, and try to find a way towards that desired future. One step closer.

One step closer.

To meet the pair of gentle black pupils with obvious bloodshots, Lu Jingmo shook his head, and fixed his arms on the bed with open arms: "I have work to do, so take a good rest."

The body covered in his arms was warm, so it was applied without gaps, and the fresh plant and grass breath wrapped around his body. He could almost feel the slight vibration of his chest when he spoke.

After failing to sleep well for a few days, Gu Chuanbai's thoughts have been a little sluggish, and he raised his gaze subconsciously and looked at the beautiful face.

Lu Jingmo was shorter than him, so it was obviously a bit laborious to him, but in the eyes that were so dark, the light was still firm and almost stubborn.

Gu Chuanbai smiled helplessly, but he opened his eyes with one hand, covering his vision into a gentle darkness.

The sight is obscured, and the remaining senses become more sensitive.

The tired and sore eyes were pinched by the warmth of the palms, giving birth to a thick tiredness. Gu Chuanbai raised his lip corner and blinked gently under the palm of his hand. He realized that the hand was about to be removed, and he quickly raised his hand to hold it.

Lu Jingmo stopped moving, just covered his palms with his eyes, and stayed beside him quietly.

I do n’t know if it ’s been too long, obviously sleepy and upset, and suddenly relaxes, but can't sleep for a while. Gu Chuanbai tried his best to evenly breathe, but the young professor beside him still saw the clue, the palms covering his eyes moved, and a slit was set up.

Gu Chuanbai couldn't help looking out from that gap, and was facing the black eyes of Professor Xiaorun. He couldn't help but bump his eyes and closed his eyes quickly.

"Can't sleep?"

Looking at the person on the bed who wanted to cover the closed eyes, Lu Jingmo rubbed his short hair gently, sat on the edge of the bed for a while, and suddenly got up and walked out.

The little professor should not be out of patience to coax himself to sleep, Gu Chuanbai stood up slightly, looked out, and lay back in time before the footsteps turned back, quickly covering the quilt.

Lu Jingmo walked in with the book in his eyes, glimpsed his movements, his lips bent, and sat down beside the bed, turning the pages of the book open.

It turns out there is a bedtime story.

Gu Chuanbai leaned to the side, shifted some places without any trace, buried his face in the pillow, and hid the corners of his lips that couldn't help rising.

I was speculating endlessly whether the other person would read a thesis or an academic work, and Qingrun's voice sounded in his ears, which was actually smooth and beautiful Latin.

This time I really can't understand.

His little professor really grasped exactly how to make people sleep.

Lu Jingmo held one of his hands and read it softly in his ear. The pages of the book turned up and down, with occasional undulations, but always gentle.

Although he tried hard to hear clearly, Gu Chuanbai's eyelids were still sinking, and in the strange language of recurrence and recurrence, drowsiness could not be resisted.

Gu Chuanbai couldn't understand what he read, but his thoughts were dragged back into the classroom of botany by those familiar sounds.

Under bright sunlight, the image of the people on the podium was warm-plated. Rolling up the cuffs, the sound of chalk falling on the blackboard, Lu Jingmo stood there, waiting for him.

Just wait, just wait.

He also had a surprise, which was used to wait for the right time to show it to Lu Jingmo.

Give him a little more time, and he can shine a surprise in front of his little professor.

The pages flipped crisply, Gu Chuanbai listened in the dimness, his heart suddenly moved slightly, and instead he held the hand, his drowsiness made his voice hoarse: "What does ... mean?"

Although he didn't know the interpretation, he could hear that Lu Jingmo's tone just now seemed different from before.

Find some time to learn Latin.

Lu Jingmo stunned, closed the book subconsciously, his cheeks swelled.

Only when he doesn't understand, can he read it with confidence.

Looking at Gu Chuanbai, who was half asleep and awake, Lu Jingmo frowned his lips, but he did not answer, but raised his hand to turn off the light, covered his body, and embraced him: "Sleep well."

Such a long sentence is more than just that.

The soft body hugs in its arms quietly, the moist air flows across the cheeks, and the body that has taken a hot bath has completely relaxed before consciousness. Gu Chuanbai twitched the corners of his lips, and vaguely printed the pronunciation of that sentence in his mind. He planned to find another opportunity to examine it in the future, and closed his eyes obediently.

He was so tired that he almost fell into a deep sleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

That Latin hardcover "Divine Comedy" was set aside, the pages turned, the light penetrated a gap from outside the office, and landed on the last line of verses.

We climbed together until I saw a beautiful thing in the sky through a round hole. We walked out of here and saw the stars everywhere.

The person guarding the bed was breathing slowly and slowly, and then Lu Deng finally got up and his eyes darkened.

In the original plot, Gu Chuanbai was in the second year of research. But I don't know why, the other party is so busy now. If you don't want to let him take a good rest, maybe there will be an accident due to fatigue.

It is not necessary for him to leave homework for him, but Gu Chuanbai has to take other classes, plus the literature tasks arranged by Zhan Pei, it is still not easy at all.

Gu Chuanbai, who was asleep, carefully covered the quilt. Lu Deng stood there and groaned for a while, walked out of the office, and took Gu Chuanbai's schoolbag.

He used an unnamed transaction as a transaction and exchanged his homework list from Gu Chuanbai's roommates. If necessary, he could help the other party share some workload.

"Host host-!"

He just touched the schoolbag, and the system just returned from the water heater was scared in his mind. Lu Deng stopped and wondered, "What happened?"

After all, the target character did not force the host to do his homework. The host actually planned to do it for him.

The graduate course is not difficult, the system is frightened, the database is running fast, and it is desperately searching for a reason: "Assignment is an opportunity for the target person to improve himself. The host should not deprive him of this learning process ..."

My system seems to be a bit stuck, so I need to take a good look when I go back.

Lu Deng stopped and groaned for a while, then retracted his hand and put the schoolbag in place.

The system is right. He wanted to make Gu Chuanbai less busy, but he forgot that researching was an important stage for him to accumulate knowledge and experience. Many general courses will only be offered once. Zhan Pei always asks people to work in the laboratory. Gu Chuanbai cannot get many courses. Homework is the only way to learn.

But I still have something to do.

Lu Deng sat back at his desk and handed over the system to Zhan Pei's task of consulting the translated documents, turned on his computer, and brought up the finalized project.

It is just not difficult for the system to search and retrieve. The mechanical sound turns to sadness and joy, and the task is happily led. Lu Deng focused on browsing the content on the screen, occasionally quickly typing the next two lines of notes, and then continued to improve and enrich the rest.

Eyes fell on the rest room behind the door, and Lu Deng stuck one hand in his pocket, holding the bell, turning it gently between his fingers, and picking the corner of his lips briskly.

If nothing else, by the next semester, you will be eligible to recruit graduate students.

Until then, Gu Chuanbai must be absolutely protected.

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We climbed together until I saw a beautiful thing in the sky through a round hole. We went out of here and saw the stars again. -"Divine Comedy" Dante 2k novel reading network