Marrying an old-fashioned scientific researcher

No one can be omniscient and omnipotent, and Jiang Jianzhi is no exception.

Professor Jiang just understands a little better.

Professor Jiang, who can't have children, looked at Qi Bai and was speechless for a while.

Qi Bai, who was very happy, looked at Jiang Jianzhi with a narrow smile.

Jiang Jianzhi pushed the food box in front of him, telling him to eat quickly.

Qi Bai was so busy tinkering with his new applet that he didn't even think about lunch.

The anti-harassment applet can not only set a blacklist, but also a whitelist option, and will not be blocked at any time, even if the blocking word is triggered.

Qi Bai originally wanted to add Jiang Jianzhi's number to the white list, but after entering the number, it was shown that the number was already in the white list and there was no need to add it.

Qi Bai: "Huh?"

Seeing this warm reminder, Qi Bai was stunned for a second, then looked at Jiang Jianzhi.

As if knowing what he was thinking, Jiang Jianzhi explained slowly:

"When designing the applet, it was added from the source code."

Jiang Jianzhi set his phone number into a white list from the source code, so he can contact Qi Bai at any time without accident.

Qi Bai raised his eyebrows after hearing this, and looked at him with a half-smile:

"Professor Jiang, why are you still carrying private goods?"

Professor Jiang didn't speak, nor did he deny it.

Qi Bai's research found that Jiang Jianzhi's small program is not comprehensive as an anti-harassment program, because it has many functions. Swipe right on the homepage, and there is a directory called "Schedule".

This page is like a calendar, but it is more detailed than a calendar. Click on a specific date to edit, leave a message, and mark what needs to be done in a certain time period.

At this time, there are dense words written on the message board below the date.

Qi Bai thought it was a calendar mark, but after a closer look, he found that it was all Jiang Jianzhi's itinerary.

It was more detailed than the schedule that Jiang Jianzhi had sent him before.

Qi Bai glanced at the people who were eating slowly, tried to click tomorrow's date, and put a question mark on the message board——

In the next second, the page automatically refreshed, and a dark blue question mark appeared on the message board, juxtaposed with Jiang Jianzhi's schedule in black font, separated by a thin dotted line in the middle.

At the same time, Professor Jiang's mobile phone on the dining table lit up:

‘言言’有了新安排，言言于20××年09月07日12:35:08标注20××年09月08日，并留言：‘？’。

Seeing Jiang Jianzhi's mobile phone, Qi Yan said, "??"

Qi Bai didn't mean to spy on his boyfriend's privacy, the main reason was that Professor Jiang didn't avoid him, and the phone was in front of him, so it was hard for people not to pay attention.

Qi Bai: "Real-time broadcast?"

Jiang Jianzhi reassured him: "Only the two of us can see it, and you can choose to make it private when marking it, so that only you can see it."

Qi Bai: "We are the only users of this program?"

Jiang Jianzhi nodded: "Yes."

Before today, this small program only had one user, the developer Jiang Jianzhi. It is said to be a program, which is more like a professor's virtual warehouse:

It contains his research papers that have been shelved for the time being, direct addresses of several major academic forums at home and abroad, downloaded electronic reference books, all essay inspirations that have not yet entered practice...even including the progress of his current research data.

This small program has Professor Jiang's painstaking efforts over the years, and the small program basically has all of Professor Jiang's current research results and knowledge.

Plenty of weight, worth a thousand dollars.

As for the anti-harassment function of strangers, Professor Jiang added it later on this basis, and it took two days to perfect it.

Jiang Jianzhi didn't explicitly mention the importance of this small program, but Qi Bai looked at the paper materials and research data that he couldn't understand, and inexplicably felt that the thin and light mobile phone in his hand had become heavy:

"I still don't need it, in case I lose my phone..."

Jiang Jianzhi let Qi Bai feel at ease.

The applet can only be unlocked with the face, and a lot of content inside is encrypted. When an unauthorized IP tries to intrude, the developer will receive a warning as soon as possible.

Furthermore, apart from Jiang Jianzhi and Qi Bai, no third person knew of the existence of this small program.

Not even his assistant knew.

Hearing what Jiang Jianzhi said, Qi Bai felt much more at ease. The page of the applet is simple, and his contact person is only Jiang Jian.

Thinking that the only users were him and Jiang Jianzhi, Qi Bai was in a happy mood, deleted the original question mark, and deliberately left something serious on the message board, remembering that because of his leg injury, he will not be able to move freely for a while in the future, and there is no schedule to write at all.

Had to give up.

***

Jiang Jianzhi had lunch with Qi Bai, and drove back to school without even taking a nap.

Qi Bai was bored and watched TV for a few hours by himself, and then downloaded a business development game on his mobile phone, and started raising cats and opening stores in the cloud:

Qi Bai first opened a hotel, and the strange tenants put him out of business twice. He opened a clothing store, but was accidentally stolen by thieves and even the warehouse, and soon declared bankruptcy.

After going bankrupt five or six times, Qi Bai opened a Chinese restaurant, which didn't have many customers, but it was finally not bankrupt.

That is, if the customer who pays the bill waits for half a minute before the shopkeeper checks out, he will leave directly to eat the Bawang meal.

When Jiang Jian came back from get off work, Qi Bai raised three cats in his backyard, and the restaurant was upgraded to level nine, which could sell complicated dishes like Dongpo elbow, and hired two NPCs.

One of Jiang Jian entered, and Qi Bai, who was lying on the sofa, immediately waved to him:

"Professor Jiang, you came back just in time, come here and do me a favor!"

Seeing Qi Bai frowning seriously, Professor Jiang thought it was something important, so he walked towards him quickly before he changed his shoes and things.

Jiang Jianzhi: "What's wrong?"

Qi Bai, who is physically disabled and determined, half propped himself up, and put the phone screen in front of Jiang Jianzhi:

"Quick, help me, I'm so wrong."

Jiang Jianzhi looked down with a stern expression, and saw that it was the lottery page of a certain game.

Professor Jiang: "...?"

Jiang Jianzhi moved his gaze from the phone screen to Qi Bai's face, asking him what he was doing now.

Qi Bai tapped the screen: "I want that puppet cat with yin and yang eyes, but I haven't been able to get one all afternoon. Come and try."

The puppet cat will be free for the first charge of [-] yuan, but Qi Bai does not use krypton gold to play games, but relies solely on his liver. After playing for an afternoon, all he draws are ordinary cats.

Jiang Jianzhi lowered his head, Qi Bai blinked at him with big eyes, there was even a trace of pity in them.

After a long afternoon, Qi Bai looked at Jiang Jianzhi as if he was looking at his last hope:

"Professor Jiang, give me a click and let me change my luck."

When he said this, Qi Bai's voice was a little soft, and his tone had a hint of coquettishness, but he didn't know it.

Disappointed, Professor Jiang never played games, but now seeing Shang Qi Bai's expectant eyes, Professor Jiang pursed his lips, and finally raised his hand and stretched out his slender index finger.

"and many more!"

Just as Jiang Jianzhi's fingertips were about to touch the screen, Qi Bai shrank his hand and looked at him:

"Would you like to wash your hands first?"

Some players wanted to bathe and burn incense before the lottery draw in order to show their respect for the great god of the game.

Qi Bai thought that his hand smelly all afternoon had something to do with not washing his hands, but his legs were inconvenient and he was too lazy to jump.

Qi Bai was so serious about it, Jiang Jianzhi: "..."

The cleanliness professor Jiang was disgusted for the first time, and finally went to wash his hands. Immediately afterwards, there was a seventh orange cat in Qi Bai's backyard.

The most common kind, he might as well smoke it himself.

Qi Bai: "..."

It seems that Professor Jiang is not omnipotent.

At least the luck of the lottery is not so good.

Jiang Jianzhi couldn't understand, and saw a naive cat jumping out with blue light, his expression moved slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at Qi Bai:

"Do you need this one?"

"Of course—" the words in Qi Bai's mouth suddenly turned a corner when he raised his eyelids and saw Professor Jiang's serious expression:

"—Need it, how cute is the chubby orange cat!"

The connection was natural without any pause. Professor Jiang believed it and asked again:

"Do you still need to smoke?"

Qi Bai handed him the phone: "There are still six more draws."

Professor Jiang smoked another six times, and Qi Bai had a hairless cat, two orange cats, two raccoon cats, and a gradual English short in Qi Bai's backyard.

Except for the British short-haired cats which are relatively good, the others are all ordinary cats.

After finally running out of saved times, Jiang Shen failed to bring Qi Bai out of Africa and into Europe.

"People are not a family." Qi Bai took the phone and muttered in a low voice.

After dinner, Jiang Jianzhi cleaned up the kitchen and asked Qi Bai:

"Want to go out for a walk?"

The temperature has dropped in the past few days. The temperature is not high in the morning and evening, and the cool breeze is blowing, which is suitable for walking.

After being bored at home all day, Qi Bai subconsciously glanced at his plastered leg when he heard this.

Jiang Jianzhi said, "You are in a wheelchair."

A few minutes later, Qi Bai sat in a wheelchair and was pushed out by Jiang Jianzhi. There were only the two of them in the elevator. Seeing their reflections on the elevator panel, Qi Bai suddenly laughed:

"Pushing the wheelchair for a walk after dinner, I feel like I have entered the old age ahead of schedule."

Jiang Jianzhi glanced at him and stated the facts objectively: "When we get old, we don't necessarily have to be handicapped."

Qi Bai: "..."

Qi Bai opened his mouth and was about to speak when suddenly he felt a chill on his neck. Jiang Jianzhi lifted his hair from behind and tied it up for him a few times.

Qi Bai turned to look at him, and Jiang Jianzhi explained that it would be cooler this way.

Raising his hand and touching his head, Qi Bai was curious: "Where did you get the leather rope?"

Jiang Jianzhi: "In the coffee table drawer."

Qi Bai lost things, put the ones that tied his hair around, and couldn't find them when he needed them, so he kept a lot of tea tables, and went to get new ones every two or three days.

When Mr. Tian Luo, surnamed Jiang, tidied up Qi Bai's living room, he found Qi Bai's black hair tie on the shelf, sofa seam, TV cabinet, potted plant and other places.

Qi Bai let out an 'oh', brushed his long hair and took a look, then said:

"Should I cut my hair shorter?"

Jiang Jianzhi pushed the man out of the elevator, and looked down at him when he heard the words: "Why do you want to cut your hair?"

When Jiang Jianzhi first saw Qi Bai's long hair, his first reaction was that it was inconvenient to be in the laboratory, but now he is used to it, Qi Bai would not enter the laboratory anyway.

Qi Bai rubbed his hair: "Cut it shorter to make it easier to wash your hair."

He is not suitable for standing for a long time now, his hair is too long and it takes time to wash his hair.

Qi Bai only had his hair cut some time ago, and now the length is just below the shoulder blades, not too long.

After hearing this, Jiang Jianzhi said calmly:

"If you feel inconvenient just because of your leg injury, I can wash it for you."

"Will you wash it for me?" Qi Bai laughed, half joking and half serious asking:

"I haven't washed my hair for two days, Professor Jiang, don't you dislike it?"

Professor Jiang: "...When did you despise you?"

Whenever it was time to turn over old accounts, Qi Bai was extremely energetic, and counted for him with his fingers:

"When you first came to my house, you frowned enough to kill a fly!"

Thinking back to how Qi Bai's dining table was full of sundries at first, Jiang Jian subconsciously frowned.

"Look at it." Qi Bai looked at him: "That's what he looks like, why don't you say you hate him?"

Professor Jiang: "..."