Genius Girlfriend

Jiang Yubai's reply made Lin Zhixia happy.

Lin Zhixia put away her mobile phone, turned on her desktop computer, and started working concentratingly.

She quickly browsed the arxiv (thesis preprint website) page and made sure that her research ideas did not collide with others. Then, she directly used LaTeX (thesis typesetting system) to write the abstract, background and framework of a paper.

The new calculation formula occupied her thinking. She is immersed in the virtual world created by "quantum computing". Sometimes people pass by outside the office, and she doesn't even turn her head. It wasn't until 6:30 in the afternoon that the classmates in the group had almost gone home, and Lin Zhixia packed up and hurried back home.

On the way home, Lin Zhixia bought a small bag of vegetables and fruits in the supermarket. At seven o'clock at night, she cooked herself a bowl of tomato and egg noodles in the dormitory kitchen. This was the first time in her life that she had cooked for herself.

Lin Zhixia did not play well.

There was too much water, the noodles were stewed, and even the eggs got to the bottom of the pot. The meal was not delicious, and she felt a little frustrated. She opened a bag of Fuling mustard pickles brought from China and mixed it into a bowl to barely improve the taste.

After dinner, she missed the canteen of her alma mater and recalled the progress of today's research.

It was dark early, and there was still a shower of rain. The rain came with the wind, poured on a glass window, and made a soft "thorn, thorn," sound.

Lin Zhixia walked over to close the window. The air was filled with damp water vapor, and the entire dormitory building seemed to have been moved to the pond. The water mist entered her trachea along her nose. She shuddered and chilled. The bedroom was still quietly silent. In a trance, she thought of her undergraduate roommate again.

The disappointed mood lasted less than two seconds, Lin Zhixia cheered up, sorted out her resume and research introduction, and sent it to the relevant person in charge of the school. She has already planned, she must be a teaching assistant.

There are many benefits to being a teaching assistant.

First of all, Lin Zhixia has just turned eighteen and is an adult in the legal sense. She is eligible to serve as a teaching assistant and receive rewards from the school. Secondly, her goal is to be a university teacher, mentor students, study academics, apply for fund projects... Now as a teaching assistant, it is precisely to prepare for future career development.

After finishing all these chores, Lin Zhixia took a bath, wrapped in a bath towel, and lay on the bed to call Jiang Yubai. Hearing his voice, her mood suddenly became clear, and she asked him softly: "Jiang Yubai, what are you doing?"

She heard a slight swallowing, and she thought he took a sip of water. He answered, "I'm reading a book."

Lin Zhixia pointed out a coincidence: "I just finished reading the book."

Jiang Yubai shook off the political economy papers at hand and asked her: "How are you doing today?"

"Fortunately," Lin Zhixia counted, "I decided on the research direction, submitted an application for teaching assistant, and made dinner myself for the first time..."

"What dinner?"

"Mushed tomato and egg noodles."

Pitiful. Jiang Yubai thought.

Lin Zhixia bypassed the dinner question and asked him directly: "By the way, you will have no class tomorrow afternoon. Would you like to come to the office to study with me?"

Lin Zhixia treated the office as a private place. In her opinion, that desk was very long and wide, not the slightest difference from the library desk.

Jiang Yubai only asked her: "When do you usually go to the office?"

"Eight o'clock in the morning." Lin Zhixia replied.

Jiang Yubai said: "Tomorrow at 7:30, I will wait for you downstairs in your dormitory."

Lin Zhixia later realized: "Are you looking for me for something?"

The voice from the phone was extremely low and magnetic. She heard him admit: "I want to see you."

Every word is like a bewitching magic sound, and the left ear of the phone is slightly numb. She reluctantly replied: "See you tomorrow." After hanging up the phone, she hugged her pillow and lay on the bed, thinking about him over and over, thinking about every word he confided.

On this cold and humid rainy night, the memory that was different from ordinary people helped her relive every scene with him. The emotions at this time blended with the memories of that time, and she couldn't help but sink into it.

The rain last night has not stopped, the water mist is like smoke, the morning dawn is hazy, and the weather has become colder.

At 7:20 in the morning, Jiang Yubai walked out of a car with two bags in his hands. Lin Zhixia saw him through the window. She ran downstairs in slippers and greeted him joyfully.

There are insulated lunch boxes in his bag, as well as various snacks, snacks, and frozen food. He went to Lin Zhixia's public kitchen and asked her, "How many of you share a refrigerator?"

Lin Zhixia opened the refrigerator door and gestured, "This place belongs to me."

Jiang Yubai took out a few boxes from the bag and filled that part of the space. He also stuffed a layer of frozen dumplings, and Lin Zhixia couldn't help asking: "Is this a dumpling sold by Supermarket?"

"Shrimp and corn dumplings," Jiang Yubai introduced, "my chef makes them, the taste you like."

Jiang Yubai remembered the chef's instructions. He used Lin Zhixia's small pot to boil half a pot of boiling water, poured in a bowl of dumplings, and after they were cooked, he took the dumplings out, drained the hot water, and sprinkled two spoons of vinegar.

This morning, Lin Zhixia only ate a piece of bread. She was so unbelievable, she couldn't resist the charm of shrimp dumplings. She followed Jiang Yubai closely and walked into her bedroom with him.

Jiang Yubai put the bowl and chopsticks on the table.

Lin Zhixia walked around behind him: "I am a little embarrassed that you came to bring me food specially."

Jiang Yubai turned to look at her eyes: "I'll be a guest at your house and bring you something to eat. This is normal. Even if I am not your boyfriend, but your ordinary friend..."

Lin Zhixia softly corrected him: "I just met you for less than a week, and I think you are my best friend."

He hugged her waist easily: "For our friendship, you can eat more."

Lin Zhixia stuck to his arms and touched his shirt button with her left hand. The material of the button is very special, and it feels cool to the touch. She played with it curiously for a while, Jiang Yubai grabbed her hand and stopped her from doing other movements.

Lin Zhixia could not guess his mental journey.

Jiang Yubai's height is 1.8 meters, much taller than Lin Zhixia. She simply held his shoulders, stood on tiptoes, and kissed him directly on the face. She watched with satisfaction as he stood in a daze and silently-after many years, her "Human Observation Diary" had found new and interesting material.

Since she couldn't figure out his thoughts, she would use random sampling to collect Jiang Yubai's reaction types. Jiang Yubai's reaction has a certain degree of randomness. She can infer his behavior through multiple experiments and statistical samples.

This is a simple application model of the Monte Carlo algorithm.

Only one kiss is certainly not enough.

From the perspective of perfecting the model, Lin Zhixia gave another kiss on his face. She tilted her head, her rosy lips pressed against his ears, her raised toes were no longer stable, and she stood swaying. Jiang Yubai unexpectedly grabbed the wrists of her hands and cut them behind her back, lowered his head and kissed the corners of her rosy lips softly, tasting nothing.

This time, it was her turn to be dazed.

Jiang Yubai let go of her, and within two seconds, he clasped her waist again, using her to calm his mood while avoiding looking at her directly. His fantasies about her have been out of his self-control. He would never tell her what was in his heart, but reminded her warmly: "Breakfast is getting cold, you have to go to the office at eight."

Lin Zhixia vaguely promised: "Yes."

She picked up the rice bowl and ate two shrimp dumplings. The dumplings were so delicious that they reminded her of the taste of home.

Jiang Yubai put a bottle of orange juice in front of her, her eyes suddenly covered with mist. He moved, and she immediately explained: "I think you are really wonderful."

Jiang Yubai remembered that on her tenth birthday, he gave her a set of physics problems, and she was moved to tears. Eight years have passed in a blink of an eye, and her essence seems to have not changed much.

With Jiang Yubai's support, at noon that day, Lin Zhixia gave up fast food and western food and returned to the warm embrace of traditional Chinese food. She carried her schoolbag and brought a lunch box to the laboratory building. After a morning, she ate with a group of doctoral students in the lounge of the laboratory building.

The Indian school sister bought a Japanese box lunch from a fast food restaurant called itsu. She took a bite of the box lunch and said a word to Lin Zhixia. Lin Zhixia found that the Indian senior sister was cheerful and talkative. She knew everything and could talk endlessly. She was a sincere and friendly person. Then why did she get complaints from undergraduates?

Lin Zhixia decided to establish a good relationship with the Indian senior sister, and when the time was right, she would ask the senior sister directly.

The elder sister told her that their supervisor's requirements were extremely high, and it was almost impossible to graduate if they did not meet the supervisor's thesis standards. Their tutors like to smile, never quarrel, never speak hard, and rarely criticize students. However, once the tutor determines that a student has not made any progress, he will directly let the student hang up, interrupt his studies, and withdraw from the research group, and he will never give the student the slightest opportunity to appeal.

So cruel?

Lin Zhixia was taken aback.

The doctoral students of the whole group basically eat here, and they have a few people at a table and talk in low voice. Lin Zhixia glanced, and the group included Chinese, Germans, Russians, Koreans... these hard-working nations. Especially the little Russian brother, whose hairline is worrying, he is only in his twenties, and there is a faint tendency of baldness in the circle of blond hair on the top of his head.

Lin Zhixia comforted herself that her family did not have a bald gene, and she should not be bald.

There is also a Korean girl named Yoon Soo Eun in the group. Yin Xiuen sat beside Lin Zhixia and asked about the content of Lin Zhixia's thesis. It turned out that she had read the thesis published by Lin Zhixia at the undergraduate level.

Lin Zhixia and Yin Xiuen chatted for a while, only to see Wen Qi coming over. In their research group, there are so many students, but only Lin Zhixia and Wen Qi are Chinese. Lin Zhixia's attitude towards Wen Qi is very kind-after all, everyone is a fellow, and they can help if they are away from home.