After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

"What are you thinking?" The voice in his ear pulled back Jiang Fuyue's thoughts.

"nothing."

Xie Dingyuan glanced at her, "Have you considered taking the road of scientific research?"

Jiang Fuyue told the truth: "I thought about it, but I haven't decided."

The man raised his eyebrows: "So, you have other plans."

The girl didn't answer, but at this time, she acquiesced in silence.

In the rebirth, Jiang Fuyue has too many things to do. She is not sure whether she can calm down and focus on research like Xie Dingyuan.

"That's right," the man nodded, "you're still young and you have too many choices."

"What about you?" Jiang Fuyue turned her head suddenly.

"what?"

"Have you always been so determined?" Choose scientific research firmly, and go forward on this road.

"No. I didn't decide what to do in the future until after college. So you're still early, don't rush..."

Jiang Fuyue pursed her lips and hummed softly.

I used to think that this man was an iceberg of ten thousand years, but later I thought he was a volcano under the iceberg, but now...it's more like a bowl of chicken soup.

It was getting late, and it was blocked until sunset and dusk, and it was finally here.

The car stopped at the gate of Jiang's villa, Jiang Fuyue took the bag, said thank you, and was ready to get off.

Suddenly, "My third sister is here today." The man said suddenly.

Jiang Fuyue was taken aback: "I know."

At that time, she heard Xie Dingyuan calling someone.

"Cough... It's her friend who is with my third sister."

"...Oh." Jiang Fuyue didn't know why he said this to herself. Oh, it should be right, right?

"Aren't you curious?"

"Didn't you just say it all?" Do you still need to be curious?

"I mean--"

Jiang Fuyue waited seriously for the following: "What do you mean?"

The man's Adam's apple rolled lightly, showing frustration: "...Forget it."

Jiang Fuyue looked inexplicable: "Then I'll go back first?"

"Well. I'll be here waiting for you at half past seven tomorrow."

"it is good."

...

At this time, in Tingzhou in the northwest, a red sun was slowly sinking, and finally sank into the horizon.

The sky suddenly darkened, and night fell slowly.

A research institute located in the yellow sand is also lit, and the brick red exterior wall and blue tile eaves are vaguely discernible.

In a laboratory on the third floor.

Assistant Zhong Hao carefully placed a document on the table, took a half step back, and then glanced at the straight and indifferent back on the wheelchair with a complicated expression.

"Professor Ming, this is what the old leader asked me to bring over. Could you take a look at it?"

"I said, no apprentices, no students." The man's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, but his tone was very tough.

"This is the list of IPhO gold medal winners this year. China has four golds and one silver. One of the girls also won a special award. The old leader said that he is a very good seedling. The physics departments of Q and B are all rushing for it..."

"You don't need to say more," Ming Yu interrupted, "It's the same sentence, I don't bring students."

"But the old leader..."

"I'll explain myself."

"No, I'll come over now and listen to your explanation." An old man with white hair and beard appeared at the door of the laboratory at some point, his voice was loud and his eyes stern.

Zhong Hao lowered his head and called softly, "Elder Hong."

"Well, let me tell him."

Zhong Hao stepped back and gave up his seat next to the wheelchair. The old man stepped forward, bent his knuckles slightly, and tapped the document lightly.

"These are very talented children, cultivate them well, and they will be our successors in the future."

Mingyu: "I know."

"then you……"

"Old Hong, you think too highly of me. I don't have the patience to lead students, so let other colleagues come."

"You said the same thing last year, but this year it's the same excuse. Mingyu, we're not young anymore. If we don't have a successor, we'll be ashes and ashes as soon as we close our eyes, and nothing will be left. We ourselves It's just one life, it's nothing to regret, but have you thought about how much loss it would be to the country if it didn't?"

It is not easy to train a scientific researcher, and excellent researchers are even rarer, and it is even rarer that someone like Ming Yu can provoke the backbone of national defense.

It's a pity that the person in the wheelchair is still indifferent, looking straight ahead, and the pupils with blue-gray shadows are indifferent and inhuman.

Seeing this, Mr. Hong sighed deeply, with regret and grief in his eyes, and a hint of helplessness: "Ayu, it's been twenty years, why can't you come out?!"

"Who said I didn't come out?" The man's voice was clear and his expression was as usual.

Elder Hong looked at his right hand holding the wheelchair, and the knuckles were already turning blue and white.

"Forget it," he shook his head, "Leave the information of these four students first. It's up to you to read it or not, and give me an answer tomorrow."

Although he knew it was impossible for him to agree, Elder Hong still held on to a faint hope that it would be better to delay it for a day. What if he changed his mind?

After speaking, the old man left with his hands behind his back, hunched over.

"Zhong Hao, put away your things."

"...Yes." Zhong Hao stepped forward and was about to take away the folder when a piece of A4 paper suddenly fell out of it. He quickly picked it up and prepared to put it back.

Suddenly, a slender hand stretched out in front of him: "Give it to me."

"Ah?" Zhong Hao was a little stunned, meeting Mingyu's blue-gray pupils, he swallowed nervously, "Do you... want to see?"

Ming Yu still kept the gesture of reaching out: "Well."

He was about to hand over the entire folder.

Ming Yu shook his head: "Just that one."

"Okay, okay." Zhong Hao immediately delivered it to him.

The man took it, put it on his lap, took out a cassette from the wheelchair, and took out the correction lenses specially made for him.

He couldn't wait to put it on the bridge of his nose.

From Zhong Hao's point of view, he saw the professor's slightly trembling hands when he was wearing glasses.

Because of that paper?

He couldn't help but glanced at it, as if it was a student's answer sheet, with steps written on each question, and the face of the sheet looked clean and pleasing to the eye.

Ming Yu's fingers gently stroked each number above, and his body began to tremble with visible changes.

And his eyes at the moment...

How to describe it?

Zhong Hao had been by his side for so many years, and it was the first time he saw the professor showing such a bewildered side.

Like a lost child who suddenly finds a way, but is not sure if the road is correct or not, and where it leads——

Is there a bright future ahead? Or the abyss of despair?

Zhong Hao panicked: "Professor? What's wrong with you?! Don't scare me..."

"Whose is this answer sheet?" Ming Yu gritted his teeth, trying his best to contain the excitement from the depths of his soul, one word at a time.

Zhong Hao immediately flipped through the folder and checked: "I found it! Jiang Fuyue! The candidate's name is Jiang Fuyue."

"Give me her information."

Zhong Hao took it out and handed it to him: "Do you need my help..."

Although there are special lenses, Ming Yu's eyes are still not clear enough. Whether he is reading papers or writing reports, Zhong Hao is always there to help.

Usually Ming Yu will not refuse.

But this time-

"No, I'll do it myself!"

Jiang Fuyue...18 years old...a third year student of Linnan No. 1 Middle School in Linhuai City...

"How come you are only eighteen? How is it possible that you are only eighteen?!" Ming Yu shook his head, his originally hopeful eyes suddenly filled with despair.

"Yes, and photos! Photos for me—"

"Professor Ming, the photo is on the second page..."

The man turned over with a swipe, his pupils tightened, and he was disappointed.

Not the face in memory, not her...

But why are the handwriting so similar?

No, it's not "like", it's exactly the same!

When she writes trigonometric symbols such as sin and cos, there will be unique fancy streaks, which is related to the English fonts she practiced since she was a child.

He used to joke: "If I were a grading teacher, I could recognize at a glance that this examination paper was yours. Would it count as cheating?"

She hummed softly: "I don't need you to release the water, I can be right, believe it or not?"

Of course he does!

How can you not believe it?

She is Lou Mingyue!

A genius with extraordinary IQ, the heir to the Lou family who can do everything!

"Professor Ming? Professor Ming?!"

Ming Yu snapped back to his senses, and the next second, he suddenly raised his eyes: "I want all the information about this girl!"

Zhong Hao looked embarrassed: "Professor, the database authority is in Elder Hong's hands, I can't move it..."

"Then go to Elder Hong!"

"But Elder Hong was very angry just now, I'm worried..." It wasn't that easy.

"You tell him that I agree to take this girl, but only if I need to know more about her."

"You promised to admit students?!" Zhong Hao was shocked, and in the next second, he almost jumped up, "I-I will go to Elder Hong now, he will definitely be crazy with joy!"

After that, he rushed out of the laboratory.

Ming Yu was sitting in a wheelchair, his fingers gently stroking the answer sheet, as if facing the love of his life, his eyes were full of tenderness and obsession...

"Mingyue, is that you?"

"You are finally back……"

In the murmur, a tear fell on the surface of the roll, making a clatter, and the wetness gradually fainted...

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