The battle lasted for more than 20 minutes.
Lu Zhou admitted that his opponent was strong.
However, he was stronger.
"Bartender, one glass … No, two glasses …"
Kerella's face was swollen as she searched for money in her bag. Her eyes were swollen, her tongue was stuck out, and she couldn't even speak clearly.
Lu Zhou's condition was slightly better, but it was only because of his strong willpower that he managed to stay awake.
"Two glasses of ice water."
"F * ck off, I can still drink."
"Two glasses of ice water." Lu Zhou changed his words as he grabbed the bartender's shoulder and added in a low voice, "… A glass of ice water will do."
The winner had been decided. There was no point in continuing to drink other than hurting each other.
"Okay."
The bartender was already used to situations like this. He calmly took out two glasses of ice water and handed it to Lu Zhou.
"Two glasses of ice water."
"Thank you."
Lu Zhou nonchalantly placed the glasses in front of the crazy woman and raised his glass. "Cheers."
Kerella's chest heaved up and down as her eyes widened. Seeing that her opponent had finished drinking, she grabbed the glass and downed it as well.
In the end, because she drank too quickly, she choked and almost choked her tears.
Kerella slammed the empty glass on the table as she coughed for a while and stared at Lu Zhou drunkenly.
"This is not alcohol, you're cheating!"
"Of course this is alcohol. Are you so drunk that you can't even tell the difference? … Two more glasses of ice water. "
Before Lu Zhou could finish his sentence, he heard a "thud" next to him. Kerella's forehead hit the bar and she stopped moving.
If it weren't for her shoulders heaving up and down, he would have called an ambulance.
"Do you need more ice water?" The bartender standing behind the bar asked calmly.
"No need …"
Looking at Kerella lying on the bar, Lu Zhou felt a headache coming on.
On one hand, he was a bit dizzy from the alcohol. On the other hand, he didn't know where she lived.
He couldn't just leave it here. If something happened, he would most likely be implicated.
After thinking for a long time, Lu Zhou still couldn't come up with a good idea. He finally remembered that the "knowledgeable" Luo Wenxuan was still sitting next to him, so he immediately turned around to ask for advice.
"… How do you usually deal with something like this?"
Luo Wenxuan looked at Lu Zhou and answered subconsciously.
"There are rooms upstairs …"
Lu Zhou took out two bills and placed them on the bar counter. He then took the room key from the bartender and looked at Luo Wenxuan.
"Give me a hand."
Luo Wenxuan stared at his junior brother for a long time, but he didn't move.
After a while, he suddenly sighed and softly lamented, "… I have nothing more to teach you."
As he spoke, he stood up and patted Lu Zhou on the shoulder, giving him an encouraging and suggestive look.
"Good luck!"
After saying this, Luo Wenxuan turned around and disappeared into the crowd, leaving behind a slightly lonely figure.
Lu Zhou:???
…
Lu Zhou sat next to her and waited for a while. Seeing that she was still not going to wake up, Lu Zhou finally gave up on this unrealistic idea.
If he kept waiting, he would probably have to wait until tomorrow.
Lu Zhou grabbed this crazy woman's arm and used all of his strength to carry her upstairs. He then threw her into her room.
He was so tired that his forehead was covered in sweat. He plopped down on a chair and panted for a while before he could finally recover.
F * ck sake, this guy is much harder to deal with than Liu Rui.
It wasn't just a matter of weight. When Liu Rui was drunk and was being carried, at least his legs could subconsciously move forward. On the other hand, when this fellow was drunk, he was as stiff as a corpse. He couldn't use any strength at all.
Lu Zhou looked at Kerella, who was unconscious on the bed, and made up his mind.
Next time, he would definitely not drink with this kind of person who had a terrible alcohol tolerance.
Lu Zhou sat on the chair and rested for a while. He felt a little better.
He was sweating when he went upstairs, and he sobered up a lot.
He looked at the night sky outside the window. It was getting late, so he walked to the window and closed the curtains.
Then, Lu Zhou threw the key on the hallway cabinet, opened the door, and walked away.
…
The next morning, a ray of sunlight shone through the window. Lu Zhou rubbed his tired eyes and got out of bed.
When he went back to the hotel yesterday, he fell asleep on the bed, so he was still wearing the same clothes.
Lu Zhou went to the bathroom to take a shower and shook his sore head. He then changed into clean clothes and looked at himself in the mirror. He rubbed his chin and nodded with satisfaction.
Not bad.
I feel a lot more energetic.
Maybe it was because of the potion that the system rewarded him, but his hangover was not particularly obvious. After running two laps downstairs, Lu Zhou went to the cafeteria on the R1 floor and ate his breakfast. He then followed his schedule and walked to the nearby lecture.
The report had been accepted. Professor Lu's research team would not have any new tasks until the collider experiment was restarted at the end of the month.
Therefore, during this period of time, his schedule would be very relaxed, so much so that he would have nothing to do.
Of course, even though he said that, he did not really have anything to do.
Over the past month, the big names in theoretical physics and mathematics gathered here from all over the world.
You could listen to a lecture and hear a Nobel Prize or Fields Award winner on stage. Sitting in a coffee shop and hearing interesting questions, you could go over and exchange a few words. Maybe the person talking to you was a tenured professor from a top university.
Lu Zhou obviously wouldn't miss this opportunity to increase his knowledge. He made a timetable long before the report. He wanted to make up for all the lectures he missed in the past month.
The first lecture on his schedule was Luo Wenxuan's boss, Edward Witten's lecture.
Judging from the title of this lecture, the content of the lecture was not a physics problem, but a discussion of the Morse theory of differential topology in pure numbers.
Lu Zhou had to admit that this old man was very good at speaking. He could explain complex theories in plain language. Even a layman with no foundation in physics would not feel bored listening.
At the end of the lecture, the old man also promoted his M theory and made bold predictions about the future of theoretical physics. This had almost become a part of his lecture style.
The old man spoke passionately on the stage, but at this part, the people who were still sitting in the classroom listening to the lecture were obviously not as enthusiastic as before …
After the lecture, Lu Zhou put away his notes and thought about string theory. He left the classroom and walked into the cafeteria.
Coincidentally, when he was getting his food, he bumped into Kerella, who had been drinking with him yesterday.
Lu Zhou was about to say hello to her and ask if she was feeling better. However, the female doctor looked at him coldly and said, "Fache". She then walked away with her plate.
Lu Zhou looked at her back with a muddled expression. He did not know what this woman meant.
MMP。
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