said don't mess with me

The sweet and greasy feeling spreads quickly in the mouth.

The taste is inexplicably much better than before.

strangeness.

It was the first time for her to drink the same drink with a different feeling.

Mu Xia was puzzled.

It's a pity that she was too lazy and didn't seriously investigate the reason. She just felt elated and subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Han Qingshi.

She was supposed to be looking down at her phone, but she was also looking at herself for an unknown how long.

You haven't been watching since she was drinking, are you?

Mucha's head buzzed loudly, and he hid the drink behind his back guiltily.

Han Qing saw that his expression didn't change at all.

She turned her head, looked far away, looked at the long and lively streets ahead and said, "Go inside? It's rare to come out, and bring some specialties back to your roommates."

Mucha nodded hurriedly, "Yeah, good!"

Run when you're done.

It was as if someone was chasing her.

Han Qingshi followed at a leisurely pace.

When Mu Xia's flusteredness subsided, he slowed down, and the distance between the two gradually shortened.

Come together side by side.

Han Qingshi glanced at Mu Xia's hand which was still intentionally hidden behind his back, and said casually, "What are you hiding, do you really regard it as a treasure?"

What Han Qing said was 'it' and didn't refer to it too clearly.

However, Mu Xia immediately took a seat because he did bad things first, "I don't have one!" It's just a lip print, what a treasure!

In order to prove that he had no wrong thoughts, Mucha quickly picked up the drink and drank it all in one go.

big cup……

Then, she felt that her stomach was going to burst.

----

Mucha came back from a business trip on the third night.

The four of Le Qian were all in the dormitory, and gathered together a table of QQ mahjong.

Seeing Mu Xia coming in, several people greeted each other symbolically, and continued to go back to the game to fight, leaving Mu Xia standing in the middle of the dormitory, carrying a bunch of bags.

Slightly disappointed, Mucha struggled to walk towards his bed with the suitcase on his knees.

The sound of the wheels rolling against the concrete floor did not arouse anyone's conscience.

Mucha suddenly didn't want to share the half suitcase of specialties with them.

Although the money for the shopping was all paid by Han Qingshi, it was not entirely due to her own kindness...

About 10 minutes.

The high-end round of Fan 88 ended with a disastrous defeat for Que Shen Leqian.

Integral blood abuse.

Only now did she have the time to notice Mucha.

The latter collapsed the suitcase on the ground and was packing up.

"Mumu, when did you come back?" Le Qian was all friends when she opened her mouth.

Mucha smiled slightly, "Have I gone out?"

Le Qian laughed awkwardly, came over with her fairy health water in her arms, squatted opposite Mu Xia, and asked her about the business trip while drinking.

Since the other three people were also listening, Le Qian asked more formally, "How about it, what else is there for a business trip with GN people besides eating, drinking, and staying?"

Mucha sighed, with a sad expression on his face, "I also lost my phone, I lost my person."

"Shame?" The head of the house was surprised, "What's going on?"

"Literally, people lost."

Mucha succinctly stated the 'Panda Forest Incident'.

At the end, Le Qian held her cat's claw water glass and asked dumbfounded: "So, the boss of GN went to the visitor center to pick you up and gave you a new mobile phone?"

Mucha corrected, "It's a test machine."

As she spoke, she took the phone out of her butt pocket and showed it to Le Qian, so that she could see and hear.

Le Qian took it and gathered with the other three to observe it.

A few minutes later, a united front was reached.

"Mumu, if this is a test machine, I'll chop off my head right now and use it as a bench for you." Le Qian said affirmatively.

Mucha imagined the bloody scene, and ruthlessly refused, "No."

"You can't afford it either." Le Qian squatted down in front of Mucha again, from the unteared anti-counterfeiting of the back cover to zero scratches on the fuselage, as well as 100% peak battery capacity and negligible application cache. The argument explained, and finally came to the conclusion, "This is a new machine."

"I guarantee with the authority of the head of the house and the buddha nature of the boss, what Qianqian said is true." The head of the house added.

"..." Mu Xia swallowed silently, thinking: It is [-]% true that the boss's Buddha nature can be brought out.

Careful pondering is also.

business trip.

Who would carry a testing machine with them?

Besides, how to test if the mobile phone is not activated?

By ideas and imagination?

It's just an insult to intelligence.

So, Boss Han actually lied to her?

But why is she still a little flattered in her heart?

"Cough." Mu Xia pretended to clear his throat, pulled out the special products that he was planning to hide, and successfully blocked the mouths of several people.

Eat and drink well.

Several people went to the water room to wash up with washbasins.

Speaking of the boss changing his library card tomorrow, Le Qian suddenly remembered something, "Mu, we went to the restaurant you mentioned to ask, and checked the surveillance, but we didn't find that you lost your student ID card and ID card, think again, did you forget where to put it?"

Mucha was brushing his teeth, when he heard the words, he spit out bubbles and said vaguely, "I didn't lose it."

"Found it?" Le Qian asked curiously, "Where is it?"

Mu Xia raised his neck and gulped, then spit it out, "I was detained by Mr. Han."

"Ah?" Le Qian's eyes slanted, and she couldn't say a word, "How many things between you are I not aware of? Am I so unimportant to you?"

Mu Xia pursed her lips, blinked her big eyes, and said in a brisk tone when she spoke, "Yeah."

Le Qian exploded, "Mumumu!"

Mucha screamed, "Master She, save me!"

After washing, Mucha went to bed, sat against the wall, with a computer on his lap, and was importing contacts and photo albums into the new phone.

Just like writing codes that need to be saved at any time, regularly backing up important information has become Mucha's living habit.

It turns out that this habit is very important.

"Alas." Le Qian lay on the bed and greeted Mu Xia in a low voice.

Mucha pressed the touchpad without looking up, "What's wrong?"

Le Qian didn't speak, but knocked on the wall.

Mu Xia immediately picked up the computer with a clear mind, ran across the guardrail at the head of the bed, and got into Le Qian's bed.

"How is the business trip going?" Le Qian asked in a low voice.

Mucha pretended to be confused, pretending to be confused, "What's the progress?"

"You and Mr. Han, don't tell me that you are obsessed with work and forget about business."

"That's not it." Mu Xia clenched his fists and pressed his chin, and said slowly, "No progress, she only treats me like a child, I may still have to find a way to behave well in front of her."

"Oh." Le Qian stared at the photo thumbnails on Mucha's computer thoughtfully, after a while, bumped her with her arm, and said, "I have a question."

"You said."

Le Qian's tone was weird, "Does Mr. Han have any special hobbies?"

Mu Xia's delicate eyebrows twitched, unhappy, "You don't know her, why do you say that about her?"

"I'm making a normal deduction. Well, don't you say that she only treats you as a child? If she doesn't have any special hobbies, how can she be like you?"

Le Qian had enough evidence, which made Mucha speechless for a moment.

After being quiet for a few seconds, she said with a hint of annoyance, "Go to sleep."

After unilaterally terminating the conversation, Mucha began to upload photos to the phone.

Le Qian lay on her side, staring into her eyes.

After a while, Le Qian said leisurely: "Mumu, I just said that Mr. Han has special hobbies, why did you refute me without even thinking about it? You're too anxious, I'm trying to protect my weaknesses."

Mucha paused when he checked the photo, "Do you have any?"

"Specially."

"It must be the illusion that you are sleepy."

"It seems to be." Le Qian yawned, pressed the quilt under her shoulders, and said sleepily, "Don't go there, it's raining these days, it's freezing cold, let's squeeze together to keep warm."

Mucha, "OK."

Le Qian fell asleep.

The slight snoring sound was wrapped in the quilt and could not be heard clearly.

Mu Xia looked at Le Qian for a while, and after confirming that she would not wake up again, she pressed the touchpad and enlarged a photo.

In the homestay, Wei Zhen showed Han Qing the photo she took with her phone.

The warm tones are very suitable for watching on such a cold and quiet winter night.

Mucha picked up the phone, created a private album, and carefully hid the photos in it.

Then turn off the computer and go to sleep.

A night without dreams.

----

The next day, Mucha went to Hezhong early in the morning, organized the results of the business trip in the past few days into a PPT and sent it to Sun Hui.

The content is simple, clear and to the point.

When Sun Hui came back from a trip, he immediately organized a meeting and asked Mucha to give a more detailed explanation of the PPT, and at the same time had an in-depth discussion on her personal understanding.

Then came the busy development.

In a blink of an eye, the weekend arrived.

Although Hezhong didn't ask to work overtime, Mucha still didn't go out for a while, but stayed in the dormitory diligently to 'move bricks'.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the senior brother suddenly called and told her to go to the teaching and research office, saying that the professor was looking for her and there was something good to do.

Mucha was convinced, and immediately packed up his things happily and ran over.

When she was pushed into the seat, she saw the test papers on the table that were seven or eight centimeters thick, she gritted her teeth and said to the elder brother, "Why is this kind of good thing always mine?"

The senior brother pushed his glasses calmly, "To be honest, senior brother, I am actually very envious that you can gain such and such trust from the professor. I have been with the professor for 11 years, and at most I can help the old man correct the lower grade test papers. It's the first case of you changing your major every year, in your own grade, which shows how much the professor trusts you. Mumu, you must not disappoint the professor's good intentions."

Mucha felt cold.

After correcting such a thick stack of test papers, she probably lost her hands.

"What's the matter, aren't you willing to work for me?" Chen Deping came in, saw Mu Xia's expression depressed, and deliberately said seriously, "You have emotions before graduation?"

"Absolutely not!" Mucha took out the red pen from the drawer, flipped through the test paper and asked Chen Deping, "Professor, what's the answer?"

"You didn't do it all, what answer do you need?" Chen Deping walked to Mu Xia and said, "Take out your paper and let me have a look."

"it is good."

Mucha quickly found his test paper and gave it to Chen Deping.

Chen Deping took the pen from her and quickly graded the papers.

Soon, the score came out.

"97, doing okay." Chen Deping said.

Mu Xia had a bitter face, staring at the big '-3' next to the last programming question and asked: "Professor, where did I go wrong with this question?"

Chen Deping, "That's right, the logic is rigorous, and the complexity is simplified. I don't know how many times better than your big brother's code style."

The eldest brother lay innocently on the gun, Wei An's figure faintly revealed a sense of desolation.

Mucha was even more sad, "Then why did you deduct 3 points from me?"

In the highly competitive computer department, with 3 points here and 2 points there, she basically missed the special scholarship, not to mention the outstanding graduates who will be evaluated immediately at the beginning of next year.

Everything is money.

Heartache.

"Look at your worthless appearance, you will miss that little money all day long." Chen Deping said disgustedly, "The rolled noodles are too sloppy, and the 3 points deducted is because I let go, don't try to bargain."

Mucha was silent.

Her face-rolling this time is really hard to read.

If I remember correctly, I was in a hurry to go to Hezhong for a meeting that day, so I wrote faster in order to hand in the papers in advance.

Thinking of Hezhong, Mucha felt guilty for a while.

Chen Deping didn't know that she went to Hezhong for an internship, nor did she know that she had made up her mind not to go to graduate school.

just in case……

"By the way, have you been reading carefully recently?" Chen Deping asked suddenly.

Mucha knew that she was being targeted by 'Murphy' only after listening to the beginning.

"I didn't ask you to come to the teaching and research office during this period of time to give you time to review carefully. There are only two months left before the preliminary examination for the postgraduate entrance examination, so hurry up." Chen Deping said, "Don't worry about professional courses. I have already contacted the graduate school. I’ve said hello, and I’ll be able to get the real questions for the past five years and this year’s exam syllabus in a few days, and you have a good foundation in mathematics and English, so it shouldn’t be a problem, but politics is left, and there is no other way except rote memorization.”

"Yes, junior sister." A senior sister who just passed the postgraduate entrance examination last year said, "Our school is a self-proposed institution. It does not refer to the national line. You must not be biased, otherwise you will be stuck by the single-subject score line, especially in politics. And English, it will be much higher than the national line every year."

"That's right, my roommate didn't pass the English mark at the time, so he was transferred."

"..."

Everyone, what you say and what I say, are all imparting experience to Mucha.

The more she was like this, the more unhappy she felt, and the less she dared to speak out directly about things that she hadn't even reported.

"Okay, I'm going to give a class on information confrontation first. After you finish correcting the papers, go to the books." Chen Deping said.

Mucha forced a smile and said, "Okay."

After Chen Deping left, Mucha stabilized his mind and began to correct the test papers.

In the senior year, there is basically no requirement for failing subjects, so the teachers' questions are relatively simple, and Mu Xia doesn't have to do what he did in previous years, trying to find ways to let people who could only pass 58 or 59 in the exam so that they can pass.

Soon, Mucha changed to his own class.

The first one is Han Shuyan.

Her position in the teaching and research section has not changed, she is still sitting next to Mucha.

Coming in from Mucha, he didn't say a word, nor looked at him.

Seeing her picking up her test paper, she paused for a few seconds to quickly type the code.

This semester is counted as an experiment, and they have a total of 7 courses.

For the 4 exams that have already been taken, according to the weighted average of credits, the difference between her and Mucha is only 0.2 points.

It is possible to return to the first place if the remaining few gates are slightly higher.

The course that Mucha is correcting has 2 credits, if...

"Wow—"

After grading the test paper, it was put at hand.

Han Shuyan glanced out of the corner of her eye—100.

Real and effective scores.

Mucha did not use public affairs for personal gain.

On the premise that the difference between the two is not too big, and the relationship is falling apart...

"Ding-dong-"

A WeChat message suddenly popped up on the phone.

Han Shuyan regained consciousness, picked it up and looked at it.

Sun Rui told her that Chen Deping said in class that in the next few classes, he would try to compress the content of the two sections into one, leaving time for the students who took the postgraduate entrance examination to review. It will take more than two months to get good grades.

[Why does your professor like her so much? 】

【I feel like I'm going to be cheated】

[Xiaodie has a senior who works part-time in the secret research office. According to her, Mu Xia has not signed up yet]

[Did she not plan to take the exam? 】

[If it is true, will your professor be pissed off when he knows the news? 】

……

Han Shuyan quickly recalled Mucha's recent state.

She was either attending classes or going for an internship. She really didn't have time to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination.

Don't you really plan to take the exam?

Chen Deping knew he would be furious.

"Wow—"

Another test paper has been graded.

Han Shuyan was silent for a moment, ready to ignore Sun Rui's wechat gesture, and replied: [Don't guess about other people's affairs, and don't talk nonsense in front of the professor. 】

Sun Rui: [I'm not that bored, but before the class, I heard the professor call the teacher of the Research Admissions Office, and it seems that he mentioned the registration. 】

----

After correcting the test papers, Mu Xia logged into Chen Deping's teacher account and helped record the scores.

Just save, not commit, as usual.

Wait for his approval before publishing.

"Brother, the grades are done, the professor came back to help." Mucha stood up and said.

Senior brother, "Understood, hard work."

"It's okay, then I'll go first."

"it is good."

Mucha left the teaching and research room and went to the lake.

Because I was too entangled in how to tell Chen Deping about not going to graduate school, I was not in the mood to mess with ducks.

The ducks seemed to be suffering from PTSD, and they lined up in groups, staring at Mucha vigilantly.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, and the ducks scattered, and Mucha was shocked by the loudness of the movement.

She looked suspiciously at the ducks who hid in the small house for a few seconds, then connected the phone, "Senior brother."

The elder brother's tone was unprecedentedly dignified, "Mumu, hurry up to the teaching and research section, the professor will look for you."

Mucha's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Do you know what's going on?"

"I don't know." The elder brother said in a low voice, "The professor came back from class in a very bad mood. From the teaching assistants to your undergraduates, almost all the dozens of people in our teaching and research section were scolded by him. You must come over later. Be careful."

"Yeah, got it, thank you brother."

Mucha hung up the phone, feeling panicked.

She had a hunch.

Big things will happen this time around.

I hope Murphy hasn't let her go.

As everyone knows, Murphy's metaphysics always likes to do it the other way around.

----

In Chen Deping's office, the air pressure was frighteningly low.

Mucha stood by the table in a regular manner, not daring to take a breath.

"The teacher of the research and recruitment office said that you haven't signed up yet. What's going on?" Chen Deping asked with a dark face.

From the day when Mu Xia entered the teaching and research office and successfully accepted the first project, Chen Deping has always hoped that she would go to graduate school, get a Ph. .

Over the past two years, Chen Deping has indeed shown no reservations about her, and has made her the focus of training.

Seeing that she finally finished the first step, she suddenly realized that she might not want to go according to the plan she had given her, and she became angry instantly.

"Why, dare not say it?" Chen Deping snorted coldly, "Do you want me to say it for you?"

Mu Xia raised his eyes, guilty but determined, "Professor, I don't want to go to graduate school."

"Crack!" Chen Deping slapped the table hard, making a loud noise, "Do you know what you're talking about? With your aptitude, further studies will definitely make a big difference in scientific research, and now you can only go out." Are you willing to be an ordinary software developer and move bricks for a lifetime?"

Mucha is not reconciled, no one wants to be mediocre for a lifetime, but she has no choice.

"Professor, it takes at least 2 years to study for graduate school, 3 years for a Ph. It will take longer." Mu Xia said sentence by sentence, speaking very slowly, "Our family is ordinary, it is not easy to support me until now, I don't want them to spend so many years with me."

"Then you just want to be irresponsible to yourself?" Chen Deping was trembling with anger, "You know that I have high hopes for you, so now you just don't read a single sentence and it's over?"

Mucha felt extremely guilty, "I'm sorry."

"Don't tell me I'm sorry!" Chen Deping was furious, "There are two weeks before the registration deadline, this is your deadline, if you insist on not reading, then pretend that I never taught you, what do you like to do in the future, I will never stop it!"

"professor……"

"Get out! I don't want to see you right now!"

Mucha felt very uncomfortable, but she understood Chen Deping's temper.

He takes scientific research more than life, is strict with himself, and will not relax with others.

I have already annoyed him right now, and the more I explain, the more chaotic I will become.

It's better to wait for him to calm down before coming over and apologizing.

After a moment of silence, Mucha respectfully said, "Professor, you are the only master in my life."

After speaking, Mucha turned and walked out.

Chen Deping subconsciously wanted to call her, but swallowed the words abruptly, without saying anything.

Soon, Mucha disappeared outside the door.

As soon as she left, the office was silent.

The anger on Chen Deping's face dissipated, he bent his body and leaned against the back of the chair, shaking his head helplessly.

Mucha is right to worry about the pressure from his family, but he can't make fun of his own future.

"Hey." Chen Deping sighed, after all, he still couldn't bear to put her in a dilemma.

He took the phone and dialed Han Qingshi's number.

It took less than ten seconds to be connected.

"Professor." Han Qingshi's steady voice came from the receiver.

Chen Deping sat up, with a solemn tone, "Qingshi, we have known each other for so many years, the teacher has never begged you for anything, there is something today, you must give the teacher face."

It was the first time Han Qing saw Chen Deping like this. He waved Zhao Jiahui out and said seriously, "You say, I will try my best if I can."

Chen Deping, "That little junior sister of yours, she doesn't go to graduate school anymore."

Han Qingshi knew about this.

"She told you?" Han Qing asked.

"No, I have a child of a relative from out of town who wants to take the postgraduate entrance examination in our school. Unfortunately, he broke his leg while playing football some time ago. I asked a question, and found out that Mu Xia hasn't signed up yet." Chen Deping felt a pity when he thought about it, "You also know that in software development, if you make a wrong step, you will end up doing repetitive work for the rest of your life, which is too much of a waste of her time. capable."

"Yeah." Han Qingshi had the same concerns when he heard the news from Mu Xia.

The polarization of software development is serious. You can be a senior expert facing cutting-edge technology, or you can sit at that low table for a lifetime, writing interfaces, adjusting interfaces, and repeating the cycle, which is boring.

Although Mucha has the capital to go to a very high place, who can guarantee that the complicated workplace will not kill her enthusiasm little by little, and make her become content with the status quo one day.

"What do you want me to do." Han Qingshi said.

Chen Deping went straight to the point, "Do you think you can find a way to arrange a job for Mu Xia? The teacher knows that your GN R&D recruits fresh graduates who start with a master's degree from a key university. She can't even screen an undergraduate resume, but let her save a few. I don’t feel at ease to join GN’s social recruitment after years of experience. Girls will be discriminated against in this industry, and it will be even more difficult to find a job when they are older, and the teacher has no choice, so I beg you with a shy face.”

Han Qingshi, "Professor, you are serious. I will seriously consider what you said, but what you said just now, GN has GN's employment standards, even I can't just give anyone privileges, the premise is that she is good enough for me. She made an exception, please forgive me for that."

"Sure, don't worry, our girl is absolutely excellent." After boasting, Chen Deping reminded, "Then I'll leave this to you, don't worry, it's only November, and there is still time before she graduates."

Han Qingshi, "Understood."

After finishing the business, Chen Deping and Han Qingshi talked for a while about the brain-inspired computer materials she brought earlier.

Before hanging up the phone, Han Qing thought of something and asked Chen Deping, "Based on what I know about you, did Mu Xia get scolded again today?"

Speaking of this, Chen Deping regretted it, "I scolded, hey, I am old and selfish, and I know how to think for myself when I speak and do things. I saw that child's eyes were red when he left."

Han Qing said 'hmm' and didn't say any more.

hang up the phone.

Han Qingshi leaned against the table for a long time without moving.

Turning over and over in my mind, it was full of Mucha's red eyes.

This look doesn't suit her.

"Knock, knock!" There was a knock on the door.

Han Qingshi put away his phone and sat back, saying, "Come in."

Zhao Jiahui opened the door and came in, "Mr. Han, I have an appointment with Mr. Chi from Zhengyang tonight to talk about government-enterprise cooperation. We are almost ready to go."

Han Qing raised his wrist.

06:30, it's time to start.

"Chi is always from the north, and he can drink, so bring two more people with him at night." Han Qing said as he walked out, "I have something to do today, so I can't drink. You and her are not equal in position. When you accompany her, you will be punished for various reasons." Measure. Weigh it yourself, if it doesn’t work, just say it, don’t hold on.”

Zhao Jiahui, "I understand."

The two left Han Qingshi's office and walked towards the elevator.

Before going in, Han Qing took out his mobile phone and quickly tapped on the screen.

Soon, Mucha received a WeChat message from her.

【Endure】

【Don't cry】

[I can't help it anymore, call me in 5 minutes]

Mucha had already walked around the empty playground several times.

It was drizzling and very cold.

She didn't want to cry at first, but she just felt ashamed of Chen Deping's cultivation.

After receiving Han Qingshi's message, his nose softened, and tears immediately fell down.

It felt like she had been wronged for a long time, and finally met the person who could let her vent freely.

So, double the sadness.

I couldn't help but want to talk to her.

……

5 minutes is neither too long nor too short.

Just enough time for Han Qing to get in the car and get out of the garage to make sure that the phone signal is normal.

It was enough for Mucha to muster up the courage to call her.

He opened his mouth with a strong nasal voice, "Mr. Han, I endured it, but I couldn't."

The author has something to say: It rained heavily today, I didn’t go out, so I wrote more

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