Chapter 372 Smell the Big Melon The next day, Xu Qingzhou was doing calculations in the library when he received a text message saying that the project bonus from Professor Zhao Shengwen had arrived. 15 yuan. Xu Qingzhou was not surprised by such a high bonus. Yes, Professor Zhao did not have much initial start-up capital for this project, but after the first phase of the experiment was completed, it seemed that he received the second sum of money. There must have been a lot of follow-up. After all, lithium-ion batteries are a current research hotspot and a new battlefield for competition among major automakers. From this perspective, Zhao Shengwen’s research topic is actually quite promising for a postdoctoral fellow, whether it is the previous superconductor material niobium-titanium alloy or this lithium battery project. There are levels for research groups. First-rate research groups are engaged in academic research, second-rate research groups are involved in politics, third-rate research groups are filling up spaces with nonsense, fourth-rate research groups are horizontal, fifth-rate research groups make PPTs, and sixth-rate research groups check hygiene.
Professor Zhao's research group can definitely reach first-class level. Also, the people are very nice. Take Xu Qingzhou's paper as an example. Professor Zhao didn't even ask for the position of corresponding author. Xu Qingzhou took a screenshot of the text message page and sent a message to Song Yao with his phone: "Wife, this is +15." Song Yao: "." Song Yao: "Teacher Xu, you don't have to save money for your wife." Xu Qingzhou was just admiring his girlfriend's thoughtfulness when he saw Song Yao's message coming over. He said in a domineering tone: "I can marry you." "." "I am responsible for making money, and you are responsible for being a househusband." "." Xu Qingzhou chatted with Song Yao for a while and then left, only to find that Wang Wei was excitedly bombarding messages in the small group of four people. Wang Wei: “Fuck.” Wang Wei: “What did I see!” Wang Wei: "40. I was shocked when I woke up this morning. I have to say it again, professor, you are awesome!" Gong Yunfei: "I have 40 (.)" Xu Qingzhou frowned. Why did Gong Yunfei speak so angrily? Although Hong Yayu didn't have much expression in real life, she was definitely the king of expressions online. However, the message was quickly withdrawn. Gong Yunfei sent a new message. Gong Yunfei: "You read it wrong, I got 30, but I am satisfied."
Gong Yunfei: "The professor is awesome!" Xu Qingzhou nodded, and everything was normal now. Wang Wei: "Fuck, you sent me an emoticon and I thought it was Junior Sister Yayu. Professor, you are awesome!" Hong Yayu: "I also have 40 ()." In the library, Xu Qingzhou looked at the message about Hong Yayu and fell into deep thought. Of course, it’s not because of money. Last night, it seemed that it was Hong Yayu who sent Gong Yunfei back home. Xu Qingzhou felt as if he had tasted some incredible news. At the same time, in the rental house. Gong Yunfei was wrapped in a blanket, looking at Hong Yayu who was looking at documents on the computer at the table, and said, "Senior sister, I need to change my clothes." "Yeah." Hong Yayu nodded slightly. "Why don't you step aside?" Hong Yayu raised her eyes and looked at Gong Yunfei. "It's not like you haven't seen it before. Well, if you are shy, you can close your eyes." "." After attending the drinking party, Xu Qingzhou became busy again, going between the library, cafeteria and home every day. At the end of 2016, there was another heavy snowfall. Yandong Garden. Outside the window, white snowflakes intertwined, and the buildings that could be seen at ordinary times were dimly silhouetted in the white. Several people on the road were wrapped in thick down jackets and walked very fast. Xu Qingzhou sat at the table and continued to make calculations. Song Yao was still in the office and had not returned yet. The manuscript paper is filled with complex formulas. Lemma : Let Zκ be the center of Qκ and define the extension operator as follows Xu Qingzhou squinted his eyes, his brain working rapidly. In a sufficiently small spatial area, λ can be regarded as the fifth formula above in a sense. A weak form appears here, which is applicable to the separability inequality, but invalid for the square function inequality. To do this, an improved version of point estimation is needed. Xu Qingzhou rubbed his temples and leaned back in his chair to relax his brain. The bilinear problem had been solved, but the subsequent progress was also very complicated. For example, the Lemma just written needs to be adjusted accordingly to meet the requirements of one's own calculations. After that, in order to prove the Lemma , two known lemmas must be introduced first. He glanced out the window and saw that the snow was still falling. He then poured himself a cup of hot tea and stood in front of the window to look at the snow scene outside. On this side, Er Miao was wagging his tail and stepping on the laptop keyboard. "Sigh~" This action gave Xu Qingzhou a heart attack. He grabbed Er Miao's neck and lifted it up. The second cat was held by the neck of fate and could only meow, but that did not prevent Xu Qingzhou from lifting it to its exclusive throne.
He quickly closed his computer. He would want to kill someone or even his cat if the formula he had spent two hours writing was deleted. The snow outside the window was about to fall heavily. Xu Qingzhou leaned on the table, his thoughts wandering. It has been almost three years since 2014. My memories are gradually becoming blurred, and I even feel a little confused as to whether what happened in my previous life was true. Maybe I was daydreaming at that time? Science cannot explain it. Current theories simply cannot explain the issue of rebirth. After thinking for a while, Xu Qingzhou shook his head and returned to reality. He seemed to have completely adapted to living with two people now. The traces of the two people's lives in the living room became heavier and heavier. Song Yao Thinking of that arrogant, cold and violent girl, Xu Qingzhou couldn't help but smile softly. Compared with his current life, the days of staying in the laboratory all day were so monotonous. 8 pm. The snow outside is much lighter. Xu Qingzhou put on his coat and went to pick up Song Yao with his hands in his pockets. As soon as he arrived at the School of Economics, he saw a chubby girl walking out. Song Yao helped Xu Qingzhou brush off the snow on his hair and clothes, "You don't even know how to open an umbrella." "Why use an umbrella when it's snowing?" Xu Qingzhou said nonchalantly, taking the umbrella from Song Yao, "Besides, don't you have time? It's still early, do you want to go to the lake?" Song Yao said "hmm", reminding him to be careful with his wording. Under Song Yao's threatening gaze, Xu Qingzhou continued what he had just said: "Let's go for a walk by the lake. After the snow, Weiming Lake is still very interesting." "Let's take a walk." Song Yao nodded. After using her brain all day, it was just right for her to breathe some fresh air outside. Weiming Lake has frozen over and turned into an ice rink. The skating facilities are covered with a layer of snow. Orange lights are on on both sides of the river. There are a few young people on the road, some are taking photos and checking in, while others are here to see the night view like Xu Qingzhou and his friends. When walking, the snow grains make a friction sound when stepping on the snow. Xu Qingzhou asked: "Is the paper finalized?" "Well, Professor Li and I have discussed this and decided to work on the topic of VAT refund." Song Yao has two main directions. The first one is about foreign trade, production network and the transformation of Xia State’s industrial structure. The second one focuses on retained tax refund. Finally, it was decided to refund the retained tax, starting with small and micro enterprises. When they arrived at the lake, Song Yao saw that the scenery was nice, so she took Xu Qingzhou to take some photos. Xu Qingzhou pressed the shutter button and took two photos. He then handed the phone to Song Yao and said proudly, "The photos are pretty good, right?" "Obviously it's because I'm good-looking."
Song Yao hummed softly and was very satisfied with the photos. "Teacher Song, be careful. If you are too proud, your image may collapse." "To be honest, I'm not proud." (End of this chapter)