The military-industrial scientific research system of the academic master.

Time goes back to about ten minutes ago.

After returning to the kitchen, Zhou Li was busy cooking and naturally had no idea what was happening outside.

Originally, according to her expectations, it had only been ten minutes, and the three young people should have just gotten to know each other.

On the contrary, Chang Yuanchao, who couldn't cook and couldn't help much, was pacing back and forth in the kitchen, scratching his head anxiously:

"Mother, what do you think of the relationship between Xiaonan and the girl?"

While speaking, he moved closer to the door, as if ready to use his professional skills to pry open the crack.

As a result, before he could even touch the door handle, his arm was hit hard with a chopstick:

"What are you doing?"

"If you have nothing to do, quickly pour me a pot of oil and heat it up. I'll use it to fry the meatballs later..."

After being reprimanded, Chang Yuanchao quickly withdrew his hand in dismay:

"I just want to see the situation..."

Although he said this, he still obediently walked to the stove, unscrewed the lid of the barrel of peanut oil, and got ready to pour it into the pot.

“How far can it go?”

Zhou Li said as she lifted the gauze covering the bamboo tray and put the meatballs that had been steamed last night and cooled down into the basin, ready to be fried in the pan later:

"Look at the way that girl looked when she first came in. She must be interested in our Xiaonan, but I guess...the two of them must not have made it clear."

"Ah... take your time. No matter what, I still have a thought..."

"Is it……"

Chang Yuanchao turned on the gas stove with a click, and from his tone it was clear that he did not agree with Zhou Li's judgment:

"I think that although they don't seem to have much in common on the surface, they actually have a very good understanding of each other."

"Maybe there really wasn't anything before, but as long as we break that layer of window paper, progress should be quick..."

Hearing this judgment, Zhou Li curled her lips:

"Come on, your son is the same as you were back then... If I hadn't taken the initiative to go to the hospital when you were injured and couldn't get up from the bed, I don't know when we would have been able to get married..."

"Cough cough..."

Seeing that his wife was about to bring up those trivial matters again, Chang Yuanchao quickly coughed twice:

"Actually... I just twisted my foot, so I stayed in bed for two days..."

"Ok?"

Zhou Li stopped what she was doing:

"But your instructor told me..."

"I asked him to scare you..."

Chang Yuanchao tested the oil temperature with a chopstick:

"Who knew he couldn't even make up a lie and directly said that I might not be able to get out of bed for the rest of my life..."

"But the effect is really good. You came to our place the next day and said that you would spend the rest of your life with us..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhou Li kicked him hard:

"You are so old, but you still remember those things..."

"I've noticed that something's wrong with you guys. You're all up to no good..."

Having said that, Zhou Li's thoughts were obviously a little shaken.

After thinking it over again and again, she saw that the oil temperature had not yet risen, so she temporarily put down what she was holding and walked out the door.

"Hey, didn't you just tell me not to go out?"

Chang Yuanchao was obviously dissatisfied with the practice of allowing officials to set fires but not allowing ordinary people to light lamps.

"I'm just going out to get some seasoning..."

Zhou Li directly gave a high-sounding reason.

After saying that, he quietly pushed the door open a little.

then……

I saw Yao Mengna and Chang Haonan sitting next to each other on the sofa.

There was no sign of Chang Jiayao.

Yao Mengna was holding a pillow and hitting Chang Haonan with almost the same force as tickling him.

"hiss……"

Almost subconsciously, Zhou Li didn't care about the seasoning and quickly closed the door.

"Old man... you may be right..."

As for the two people in the living room...

From Chang Haonan's perspective, he actually couldn't see what was happening in the kitchen.

But Yao Mengna saw it clearly——

Just now, the kitchen door opened for a moment.

And there seemed to be a figure flashing inside...

In other words.

All seen...

"what happened?"

Although Chang Haonan didn't know what was going on, he could feel the emotional changes in Yao Mengna next to him. He turned around and asked curiously.

"It's over, it's over...everything has been seen..."

The latter had a look of despair on his face, and completely changed his previous behavior. He sat upright on the sofa like an elementary school student.

"What was seen..."

"We just...just now..."

Yao Mengna didn't know how to describe it, so she just pointed at the pillow in her hand:

"When I was at the kitchen, I saw my aunt come out for a while, and then she went back immediately..."

"puff--"

Looking at his senior sister who looked flustered, Chang Haonan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"dare you laugh……"

"No... Let's make this clear first."

Chang Haonan barely suppressed his smile and pretended to be serious:

"You were the only one who did this just now. I didn't do anything..."

It's strange, I didn't feel anything in the past few years, but today I suddenly found that it's quite interesting to tease this senior sister who usually behaves very cold and strong...

"you……"

Yao Mengna is popular again.

But having learned from the previous experience, she didn't dare to make any big moves again.

Logically speaking, if she went upstairs to find Chang Jiayao, her same-sex partner, she might feel a little better.

But the two of them just met for the first time today, and they could only say they knew each other's names, but they were not actually familiar with each other at all...

But if she continued to sit here, Chang Haonan's half-smiley look made Yao Mengna clearly feel that the temperature on her face was rising...

"Forget it, I'll go see if there's anything I can help with from my aunt..."

Finally, she was defeated and ran to the kitchen...

In the following time, because she had been frightened several times in a short period of time, Yao Mengna behaved well until the end of the New Year's Eve dinner and did not dare to do anything out of line.

Only when he was making dumplings with Chang Haonan at night did he secretly kick the latter twice under the coffee table.

Chang Haonan's family also tacitly agreed not to mention what happened during the day.

In any case, the relationship between the two people was invisibly brought closer during this day.

And this New Year's Eve passed in such a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

However, for the two parties involved, especially Yao Mengna, who was celebrating the New Year at someone else's house for the first time, this night was destined to be a night of tossing and turning, with difficulty falling asleep...

……

Meanwhile, across the ocean.

In 2002, Chinese culture did not have a particularly strong influence abroad.

Basically, apart from Chinese communities such as Chinatown, not many people pay attention to this festival.

However, even though it is not the Spring Festival, Professor Harold Huang has not been able to get a good night's sleep for several days in a row.

As for why...

There is probably nothing else that can keep a scholar awake at night except papers.

However, this time it wasn’t because of rejection.

The field of numerical computing, even for theoretical research, has extremely high requirements for computing resources.

Harold is currently in a relatively marginalized position, so after publishing the paper in JCAS last year, he has not yet collected all the data for the next article.

In fact, the source of his upset was last year's paper.

The United States in the early 21st century was similar to China 20 years later, with a boom in paper production.

Although Harold is already a full professor, he has only been at Ohio State University for a few years. Many things still need to be achieved through performance evaluation rather than just through seniority.

However, just after he submitted his paper last year as his achievement to the school, it was quickly rejected.

Faced with this situation, Harold was naturally confused.

Before submitting it, he even checked it out.

Although it has only been published for less than a year, JCAS has already been included in the SCI database, and its impact factor has reached 4.71.

Of course, this number is largely due to a few biomolecular papers.

But in any case, in this era when impact factors have not yet experienced inflation, it is absolutely dazzling for a new journal to achieve this result.

At least they should not be excluded from effective results.

So he went straight to the place with the relevant information to question the culprit.

The answer I got was——

The school believes that JCAS was included in SCI and had an impact factor in early February 2002, so papers published there before that cannot be counted as effective results...

Harold was almost laughing.

He has been working in academia for half his life, and although he has spent most of his time in business, he has never heard of such an outrageous way of calculation.

Obviously, the only explanation is that I was targeted...