There are roads in the mountains of books

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"How could it be?" I spread my hands, "It's just a little sad. How depraved my undergraduate is, I was reduced to the same school as you."

"Don't you know that I published three SCI papers in my undergraduate course?" Xiang Xi picked up a book and squinted at me.

"I know," I swallowed, and the smile on my face was almost uncontrollable, "So later, isn't it so sad?"

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Just kidding, I still admire Xiang Xi, and even felt wronged for her.

I know it doesn't feel good to be discriminated against.You lose respect, self-confidence, and the opportunity to compete fairly. In the end, you have to endure the ridicule of others. Listen to the last sentence: "Let me tell you, you just can't do it."

What is even more sad is that even on a pure campus, discrimination is blatant.The group of students with poor grades are called poor students, and the ugly ones are even called garbage.As much as good students have enjoyed preferential treatment since childhood, they have suffered as much staring.

Xiang Yan was still wailing there: "I see that you like to play with Teacher Luo, you don't like us youngsters!"

"Don't label me indiscriminately." I avoided her claws and said righteously, "Mr. Luo and I are high school classmates, and we should have a good relationship."

"High school classmate?" Xiang Xi froze, as if surprised.

"Yeah, it's still at the same level. Don't you believe it?"

Xiang Xi showed an expression of letting go of himself, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem.This expression means that she is making extremely complex logical reasoning, and the words she says next are often unexpected, with strange angles.

"I heard Teacher Song say," Xiang Yan gave me a suspicious look, "You often take the first place in your high school exams, so what is Teacher Luo?"

"Oh her," I pretended to be lost in thought, "I forgot."

How can I tell Professor Xiang Xiluo's dark history?She finally came out of the shadows, so I can't let her academic reputation be affected.

"Can you forget all of this?" Xiang Xi spread his hands speechlessly, "Aren't you number one in your grade?"

"I'm."

"Ms. Luo is the second grader?" Xiang Yan asked uncertainly, "She majored in physics, so she can't be a liberal arts student, right?"

I understand the deep meaning in Xiang Yu's words.In their eyes, Luo Wei was just a genius for a day, and her grades in high school were worse than mine, which was not easy for them to accept.

I put my forehead on my head and looked embarrassed: "I really forgot. By the way, Xiang Xi, aren't we going to discuss papers?" I pushed the monitor towards her, and hurriedly opened the document software, "I have listed ten items for you. Revise the opinion, there are still some supplementary experiments to be done. Are you very happy and moved? I read it seriously..."

Xiang Yu immediately forgot about Luo Wei, his jaw almost dropped. "Where do you get so many opinions?"

"Suggestion." I changed my words immediately.

"I object."

"Alright." I said nonchalantly.

Chapter 11

Life goes on and work goes on.After correcting Xiang Xi's thesis, I went on to write the fund; after finishing the fund, I read the third draft of the thesis that Xu Xi sent me.Qiu Cheng came and went in and out of the office, poured water on the phone in class, and when he put on his coat to leave work, I raised my head, and my stiff neck was almost twisted.

"Xiao Cen, rest early."

"Okay, Teacher Qiu, see you tomorrow."

I was the only one left in the office, I rubbed my neck and stretched without looking.

I'm exhausted, and I need to go to the lab to do some physical labor tomorrow to relax.I don't know if a person like Teacher Luo who only does theoretical research will suffer from spondylosis.

After a while, the landline in the office rang, and my mother sent a greeting: "Cen Qiuyu, what are you doing?" She asked bluntly.

"I'm at work, mom, what's the matter?"

"Look at your phone."

I pull my phone out of the drawer and the screen says I have ten missed calls. "Oh, I just concentrated on my work and turned on the do not disturb mode."

"No, look at the time."

"What's the matter, isn't it just... 09:30." As soon as I came out with a confident tone, I immediately backed off.

Hey, what's going on.Didn't Qiu Cheng just get off work, why did it get dark in the blink of an eye.

Hearing my mother's complaining breathing, I immediately laughed with a guilty conscience: "I usually get off work at five o'clock, but today I happened to be delayed due to an urgent matter. This is a special case."

My mother hates me working overtime the most. In her opinion, I should do what I do at any time, work hard during working hours, and rest after get off work.I avoided studying from her since I was a child, and now I hide from her to work. I am almost 30 years old, and I have to pretend to be a cute person who goes to bed at ten in front of her.

If I didn't care about my job, I would like to rest at ten o'clock.

"When will you go back to the dormitory?" My mother asked, "It's eleven o'clock when I go back to wash and tidy up. I'm going to miss the best sleep time. If you don't pay attention when you are young, when you are old..."

"Okay, I'll go back right away." I interrupted her, "Is there anything else you want?"

"I'd have forgotten it if you didn't tell me," my mother said again with a rustling sound from the microphone, "I'll ask your father to tell you."

I quickly replied: "No, you can just say it, or I will hang up."

"You, hey..." My mother sighed.Seeing that I kept insisting, she had no choice but to continue: "That's right, your father told me that the son of one of his colleagues just returned to China, and his age is about the same as yours, and he looks handsome in the photo..."

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