Halftime.
Qian Zhongming sat on the edge of the basketball court and took a deep breath. He looked at Lu Zhou, who was sitting next to him.
"I didn't know you knew how to play basketball."
"I know a lot." Lu Zhou smiled and wiped the sweat off his forehead with his collar.
Suddenly, a bottle of water was handed to him.
Lu Zhou turned his head and saw a familiar figure standing there.
"I … I saw you sweating a lot, so I bought some water for you."
Han Mengqi looked at Lu Zhou in his basketball jersey and felt her cheeks heat up.
Her impression of him was that he was wearing a trench coat in the winter and a shirt in the summer.
Now that she thought about it, this was the first time she had seen him like this.
Lu Zhou didn't think much about it. He took the bottle from her hand and thanked her with a smile.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome." Han Mengqi shook her little squirrel-like ponytail and chased the strange thoughts out of her mind. She made a fist gesture and said in an imposing manner, "You can do it, master!"
"Oh! Go! "
Seeing that she was so energetic, Lu Zhou's spirit recovered a lot. He smiled and shouted with her.
But then again, my little student is in the chemistry department, right?
Is it really okay to cheer me on?
While he was thinking about this, Han Mengqi blushed and left.
He placed the half-empty bottle of water next to the basketball hoop and noticed that Qian Zhongming was looking at him. Lu Zhou looked at him with a confused look.
"What?"
"Nothing," said Qian Zhongming as he adjusted his glasses and said, "I'm just a little surprised. I didn't expect you to be so popular."
Lu Zhou: "Really?"
Qian Zhongming said in a serious manner, "Really?"
"I think so …" Lu Zhou looked at the students cheering him on and scratched the back of his head. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Maybe it's because I'm handsome."
Qian Zhongming: "…"
The final score of the game was 52: 37. The Jinling Institute for Advanced Study team won.
For Lu Zhou, this match was quite satisfying.
His only regret was that in the second half of the game, he did not receive a pass from Senior Brother Qian, who was the point guard.
This fellow couldn't be jealous, right?
…
Not just the Chemistry Department.
In the next three days, the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study overcame all obstacles and won the championship.
Although Lu Zhou was the one who came …
On the night of the end of the sports competition, several teachers from the sports department handed out certificates and corresponding prizes to the first, second, and third place winners of each event in the staff cafeteria of Jin Ling University.
The prizes were not expensive. The champion of the individual competition received a watch worth tens of thousands of yuan, while the runner-up received a mobile phone worth less than ten thousand yuan. As for the team competition, everyone would get a share of the prize money.
The atmosphere at the award ceremony was lively, but Lu Zhou, who stood on the podium and held the trophy on behalf of his teammates, felt no sense of accomplishment at all.
After all, in terms of age, the Institute for Advanced Study had a lot of advantages. It was already quite impressive for the Jin Ling University to have a team with an average age of around 35. After all, they couldn't just send the instructors; they had to take into account the participation of the old professors.
Most importantly, when Lu Zhou remembered that he was paying for the prizes himself, he felt bored.
"There's an International Controllable Nuclear Fusion Conference in Los Angeles next month, do you plan on going there?"
Professor Yu Jinsong was the one who was talking to Lu Zhou at the dinner table.
As one of the few plasma physics professors at Jin Ling University, Professor Yu had a collaborative research project with the STAR Stellarator Research Institute on plasma problems in the stellarator reaction chamber.
Not just that, but he also played the role of a technical consultant in the information technology expert group established by Jin Ling University for the control scheme and supercomputing equipment of the STAR machine.
When Lu Zhou heard him talk about this topic, he smiled and spoke in a casual tone.
"I plan on doing that, why?"
The International Controllable Nuclear Fusion Conference was considered a high-level academic conference in the field of international controllable nuclear fusion research.
The conference was hosted by the International Atomic Energy Agency, which was headquartered in Vienna. The main purpose of the conference was to provide an exchange platform for scholars in the field of controllable nuclear fusion from all over the world, as well as provide opportunities for those who were interested in commercial reactors … Oh wait, no, for those companies that were brave enough to embrace the future, to participate in research and development and to invest.
After all, no matter how great a business was, it couldn't be carried out without money.
Lu Zhou obviously wouldn't miss out on an opportunity to exchange technology with his peers.
He also planned on finishing up his work at Princeton this time.
Professor Yu Jinsong smiled and said, "Here's the thing, I have two students who also signed up for this conference. I happen to have something to do, so I can't go. If you're not too busy, can you help me take care of them?"
It didn't sound like a big deal, so Lu Zhou readily agreed.
"No problem, it's on the way, I'll just have them follow me."
Professor Yu toasted Lu Zhou and smiled. "Thank you very much."
…
The meal lasted until nine o 'clock.
Because Lu Zhou drank a lot of alcohol, even though his alcohol tolerance was pretty good and his metabolism was strengthened by the system, he was still a little shaky when he walked out of the cafeteria.
When Wang Peng saw Lu Zhou walk out of the cafeteria entrance, he was standing next to the red flag. He put out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can next to him.
After driving for so long, he knew that Professor Lu didn't like the smell of cigarettes. Every time he was addicted to smoking, he would find a time when Lu Zhou wasn't around to smoke.
Lu Zhou sat in the front passenger seat. He put on his seatbelt and asked casually.
He then asked, "Have you eaten yet?"
Wang Peng smiled and said, "I have, where are we going?"
"Back to Zhongshan International."
“OK。”
The engine started, and the car soon left the campus.
Lu Zhou, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, pinched his eyebrows. He felt his phone vibrate, so he took it out and looked at it.
Unsurprisingly, it was Xiao Ai harassing him.
Xiao Ai: [Master, Master, new email arrived. Speaking of which, are you going to buy a supercomputer? I'm so happy! (/≧ ∀)/?]
Lu Zhou endured his sleepiness and yawned. He typed a reply: [You read my email?]
Xiao Ai: [Huh huh huh? Didn't you say Xiao Ai could read it? Σ (° △ ° | | |)]
Lu Zhou thought about it carefully and realized that he did say this.
After all, this guy feeds on information, and it can't grow without food.
Lu Zhou thought for a bit and typed a reply: [Buying a supercomputer … I do plan on doing that. But that thing is very expensive. It's used to control the fusion machine, so don't even think about it.]
Xiao Ai: [I can help you. (*???)】
Lu Zhou's finger paused for a second, and he hesitantly typed a reply: [You can help me?]
Xiao Ai: [Yeah! Even though I don't know what I need to do, I'm a good learner. (^? ^ *)]
Lu Zhou looked at the emoji and felt like it wasn't convincing at all.
However, it wasn't a good idea to let it stay at home.
If possible, he still hoped that it would be of some use.
Lu Zhou lowered his head and thought for a bit.
"… I'll think about it."
Wang Peng, who was holding the steering wheel, paused for a second when he heard this abruptly.
"… Think about what?"
"Burp, nothing …"
Lu Zhou burped and closed the window. He then leaned back in his seat and quietly closed his eyes.
Should I buy it or not?
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