don't touch my ears

In a sense, Yan Yixuan is really big-hearted. Relying on the backup of his data, he left the computer in the laboratory and let Ye Zhen play with it. If it broke, he would buy another one. The bad thing is the money.

Ye Zhen didn't know that he had already been caught when he used Yan Yixuan's computer for the first time, and all the horses that should be dropped were almost lost, so until now, every time he finished using the computer, he still carefully erased his computer. traces, and put everything back to the original state before Yan Yixuan came back.

Yan Yixuan's life is very regular. He usually does experiments in the morning, and eats breakfast at o'clock. In the morning, he processes data and reads literature. This situation is the best, because he will come back at least three or four hours later, which is enough for Ye Zhen to open lol or the computer version of King of Glory after browsing his data. .

Probably because Ye Zhen has never been caught before, he has been a little careless recently, so, on this sunny afternoon, when Ye Zhen was happily playing games with this laptop, the lab's The door was opened.

Ye Zhen was scared out of her wits, immediately dropped the mouse, tore off the earphones, hid behind the notebook with her short legs and shrunk herself into a ball, even pulled off her protruding ears and hugged her to her chest.

After finally hiding himself before the door of the laboratory was completely opened, Ye Zhen heaved a sigh of relief as if he had escaped from death. In the next second, he suddenly realized a very terrible problem——

The computer is on.

medicine, pills.

Tears rolled in the eyes.

Ye Zhen pitifully thought about how to explain for a while in order to get away with it.

Isn't Wednesday afternoon a lab class on drug synthesis for undergraduates?Didn't Yan Yixuan go to help his mentor conduct experiments every week?

The drug synthesis experiment took at least three hours, and it could take four to five hours if it was longer. This is why Ye Zhen dared to play the game so openly. He never thought that Yan Yixuan would come back halfway...

In fact, there really isn't.

The person who came was not Yan Yixuan.

The uninvited guest walked into the laboratory fully armed and looked around like a king inspecting the territory. Finally, his eyes fell on the laptop displaying the game interface.

In the tidy and quiet laboratory, the game login interface flashing with colorful lights is conspicuous and dazzling.

The man let out a disdainful sneer from his nasal cavity, and then taunted into the air: "It's really rare that top students can also play games."

Ye Zhen was trembling while clutching her ears one second, then froze in place the next.

Without him, this voice is so familiar to him, so familiar that he can recognize it even after playing a mosaic.

Ye Zhen poked out half of her head quietly, and turned sideways to expand her field of vision.

A man armed from head to toe with only a pair of eyes exposed appeared in front of him, Ye Zhen confirmed the identity of the man with just one glance.

It's Qi Feng.

Qi Feng seven years ago.

Countless questions emerged in Ye Zhen's mind, overlapping like soap bubbles.

Why did Qi Feng appear here?Does Qi Feng know Yan Yixuan?What is the relationship between Qi Feng and Yan Yixuan?

And...why...he never heard Qi Feng mention these things...

Qi Feng glanced at the computer indifferently, and then walked towards the cabinet specially used for storing experimental instruments. After rummaging through the cabinet, he took out a bag of corked test tubes and a bag of new pipettes, and then went out without looking back. Let's go, even the cabinet door is left open.

After stepping out of the laboratory with both feet, Qi Feng finally remembered something, took out the key of the laboratory from his pocket, and threw it on the side table.

A loud bang.

"Infectious disease, it's disgusting."

Qi Feng also took off his gloves and threw them into the trash can at the door.

Due to inertia, the key slid along the smooth surface all the way to the back of the computer, and barely stopped until it hit something soft.

Qi Feng would never have dreamed that in the shadow cast by the laptop, there was a big white rabbit silently taking all this into his eyes, and the red eyes emitted a faint cold light in the darkness.

……

The key hit Ye Zhen's short leg, and despite the thick fur and fat, Ye Zhen still felt a kind of metal coldness.

The coolness rushed all the way to the top of his head along his toes, making him shiver from the cold.

He knew why Qi Feng appeared here.

Seven years ago, Qi Feng was studying for a Ph.D. at S University, and he was studying medicinal chemistry.

Doctoral supervisors are mostly master supervisors, and professors who lead doctoral students are likely to also lead graduate students.

It is not difficult to explain why Qi Feng has the key to this laboratory——

I'm afraid it was begged from Yan Yixuan.

As for why Yan Yixuan willingly gave the key to Qi Feng, it is probably because Qi Feng and Yan Yixuan's mentor are the same person, so Qi Feng is his direct senior and senior.

And their common mentor is the pharmacy expert who successfully developed Santitur seven years later, the signature of S University's medicinal chemistry, Professor Hua.

Ye Zhen had heard of this professor's name before entering Lin's, because Qi Feng mentioned Professor Hua's great achievements in his ears more than once. After he entered Lin's, Huajiao has become a top researcher in the entire pharmaceutical field , his reputation reached its peak after the birth of Santitur.

However, counting the time, it has been a month since Ye Zhen traveled, and he has never seen this professor once in the laboratory where Santitur was born.

Not once.

To be more precise, he has never met any researchers other than Yan Yixuan in this laboratory.

There are cases where the project proposed by the tutor is taken over by the student to carry out the experiment, but this kind of project is usually a multi-person cooperation project, and the students will regularly send the results of the experimental data to the tutor, and the tutor will also change the direction of the experiment according to the specific situation, Yan Yixuan Never sent an email to Professor Hua, never, which is why until now, Ye Zhen barely figured out who his mentor is.

It's also funny, Ye Zhen has long been thinking about the relationship between Yan Yixuan and Professor Hua, but he has never thought about the relationship between these two people as a teacher-student.

It is really that they are too incompatible seven years later.

Back to the present, no matter what, as long as Professor Hua participated in this experiment, even if he only put forward an idea, Ye Zhen would definitely be able to find some clues from Yan Yixuan's report or S University's website or wherever.

However, no.

Yan Yixuan is really the only one in the research and development of Santituber.

Like a bad joke.

Ye Zhen felt that there was a door in front of her, as long as she pushed it open, she could see the truth hidden behind the door.

He put his hand on the door, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push it.

He lowered his head, and saw a key shining with a cold light lying under his feet, but when he raised his head, he saw that the keyhole on the door was so rusty that no light could come through.

……

It wasn't until after six o'clock in the evening that Yan Yixuan finally came back, but he didn't come back alone, he was followed by an undergraduate student.

The school girl was holding a test tube rack, which contained a row of plugged test tubes that Ye Zhen was familiar with.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, just put it here." Yan Yixuan said.

"No, no, we should trouble the senior."

The school girl put the test tube rack on the table, then fanned the air with her hands as if she felt very hot, and then took off her lab coat, revealing the tight-fitting dress inside, the whole process was so enchanting and pleasant Unfortunately, Yan Yixuan happened to be wearing gloves and missed this wonderful scene.

"Senior, you still have experiments. It's so late, it's really hard work." The junior girl asked sweetly.

"Well, you guys haven't started the overnight experiment yet, how lucky you are." Yan Yixuan joked.

"All night experiment, it sounds really scary." The school girl said so, but her expression was still smiling: "Senior, what kind of experiment are you doing, are you tumor cells?"

"Tumor is a professor's subject, and other seniors are working on it. I was freed to do my own research." Yan Yixuan said.

"That's it, then can my Bi She be done in the senior's laboratory?" the junior girl asked expectantly.

"I'm afraid it won't work. Undergraduates' Bi She has to be under the name of a tutor who is a lecturer or above."

"Then what if I can apply for Professor Hua's graduation quota?"

"I'm sorry, even if it's like this, it won't work," Yan Yixuan's eyes dimmed, and he seemed really sorry about it, "I'm special."

"But I just like seniors who are so free..."

The school girl was very unwilling and wanted to fight for it again, but Yan Yixuan interrupted her speech.

"Sister, it's getting late, you should go back."

Different from the approachable tone just now, Yan Yixuan's voice suddenly became indifferent and suppressed, like a fountain filled with impatience and anger, and it was about to gush out uncomfortable sprays in the next second.

The huge pressure was overwhelming, and the junior girl's eyes widened in disbelief, as if she couldn't understand why the senior who was as warm as a spring breeze just now seemed to be a different person suddenly.

The suffocating atmosphere only lasted for a moment and then faded away like a tide. The junior girl was liberated from the state of being too scared to move. At this time, she no longer dared to have any distracted thoughts, so she quickly took her lab coat and fell into a wasteland. and flee.

"Student, see you next week, senior."

"Ah."

The author has something to say:

small theater

Yan Yixuan: Sorry, I am rather special.

Ye Zhen: What's special?

Yan Yixuan: I don't like elementary school girls, I only like little plum blossoms.

Ye Zhen: ...