Lin Zhihua's face appeared in her mind again, and the corner of Xuejiao's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

"We are fortunate enough to meet someone who can know and stay with each other. That is a gift from God, but if we don't have fate, we can't ask for it. Yu Cheng... is not suitable for you. He has no ability to resist obstacles for you. You You can think of him and miss him all your life, and let him be the best memory of your green years. But since you have no fate, Shu Lan, just let yourself go."

"Zijiao——" Shu Lan hugged Xuejiao tightly and cried.

After a long time, she let go of Xuejiao: "Zijiao...you go, I'll stay by myself for a while, I'm fine...I, I think about it myself."

Xuejiao wiped her tears, then nodded: "Okay, Shulan, think about it for yourself, but don't forget to eat."

"Yeah." Shu Lan nodded.

Xue Jiao picked up what she was going to take back to the dormitory and left the dormitory.

Many years later, Xuejiao would also think, what would happen if she stayed in the dormitory all day?

No results.

Because no one could have predicted what did not happen.

Cancer, car accident, death... These are very rare things, but they happen from time to time, but maybe some people are lucky and didn't happen to him or her.

But life is like this, full of variables, no one knows the next moment, and no one knows whether people who were good will suddenly disappear.

The probability is small, but it happens every day.

Ahead of us, no one knows if there will be any sudden changes.

Life is like this, unknown, scary, and longing.

——

When she got downstairs, she glanced at WeChat, there were hundreds of messages, almost all of them were Chu Sheng trying to persuade Yang Zhan.

But obviously, although Yang Zhan is very interested in this, he is not very willing.

There's a sentence in it that he's always tuned in --

[Yang Zhan: I am very interested in this project, to be honest, I even really like it. But I also want to say that this is probably doing nothing. The probability that we can find the energy of the geomagnetic field is 50, and the probability that we can use the geomagnetic field on the flying car is 30. In addition, the chance factor will reduce the probability of the final success by 20, which is equivalent to our probability of success is only 20 . If the success rate is less than 30, I don't think it makes sense to try, let alone only 20%? This is still my overestimation. 】

Chu Sheng was blocked by Yang Zhan. He wanted to do this project very much, but he knew that Yang Zhan was right, so he was silent.

Yang Zhan was ready to quit the group, and even invited Chu Sheng to participate in his future physics project.

Xuejiao thought about it and typed the next line--

[Yes, the probability of success is not high, but this project is what we like and what we want to do. Brother Yang Zhan, the advancement of science is the combination of unrestrained imagination and the conclusion of predecessors and the overthrow of conclusions by later generations. Whether we succeed or not, we can leave something for future generations in this field. We can stand on the shoulders of giants, and we can be giants. 】

Chu Sheng was busy answering the call——

[Yes, Brother Yang Zhan, since you like it, why don't you try it? Before doing each project, we were not sure whether it would be successful, but the failure rate of this project was higher. 】

Yang Zhan was silent for a moment. He liked what Xuejiao said: We can stand on the shoulders of giants, and we can also be giants.

So in the end he said-

[Let's meet at some time and learn more about it. I will bring Senior Sister Zhang Han with me, you can also try to convince her. 】

Zhang Han!

Although separated by the mobile phone, Xue Jiao and Chu Sheng's eyes lit up at the same time.

Zhang Han is the stalwart of the Physics Department of Peking University!

Xuejiao and Chu Sheng responded immediately, and when Senior Sister Zhang Han had been busy for the past few days, everyone just happened to meet, and they were all in Beijing anyway.

Being able to win over Yang Zhan and Zhang Han may not increase the success rate of their project from 20% to 50%, but it will definitely double their progress!

Xuejiao smiled and put away her phone, but Yang Zhan gave them such a big surprise.

She couldn't wait to see Senior Sister Zhang Han.

After the chat, she and Chu Sheng made an appointment to meet again. After chatting for half an hour, she was ready to go home with her bag on her back.

Xuejiao walked briskly towards the school gate.

However, as soon as he walked out of the school gate, he was stunned when he turned, and his footsteps stopped.

Not far away, a man put his hand in his pocket and walked towards her with a smile.

Xuejiao stared blankly at him approaching...

Lin Zhihua walked in front of her, stretched out his hand, and gently scratched her nose.

"How long will you be hiding?"

Xuejiao blushed, burst into red, and stammered: "No... I didn't hide... I'm just busy..."

Lin Zhihua looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile: "Really? Jiao, the paper has been published. How many days have you pushed for a meal together?"

Xuejiao was immediately embarrassed and bowed her head, not knowing how to explain it.

In fact, the frequency of her and Lin Zhihua's videos is still quite high, but since the New Year, they have never had a meal together. On the day that the last paper was confirmed to be published, Lin Zhihua said that she would celebrate and have a meal together.

She used to think that it was normal to eat with Lin Zhihua, but when the two broke it, Xue Jiao felt a little embarrassed, she always felt... like a date.

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