"Why are you so slow today?" Ren Wanxuan had already packed up and was waiting for him.

They have to rush to see Dr. Gao’s assistant coach.

In the past, everyone was very active, but today they were much slower and slower.

There were many people in the classroom, and Chen Zhu knew that he didn't want to announce that Bai Zi had a relative with the Ren family and did not speak.

It was not until he got into the car that he asked, "Who is your relative?"

"What's the origin? Qingshui Street, my grandfather and others have checked it, and their household registration is in the Ji family," Ren Wanxuan knew that he was talking about Bai Zi, and she didn't care: "What's wrong with her?"

"It's very strange..." Chen looked out the car window, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were confused, "Why did the head teacher lend her Jiang Jing's big things..."

Ren Wanxuan was originally looking at the address sent to her by Dr. Gao’s assistant teaching staff.

Hearing this, she suddenly looked up: "Are you sure?"

"Eight out of ten." He should not read it wrong.

**

Xiangcheng, Crfs Research Institute.

Jiang Fuli stared at the detector, holding cardboard in one hand and pen in the other, his entire eyebrows and eyes fell into the darkness of the laboratory, and his face was cold.

The team members standing behind him dared not breathe loudly.

"The probability of producing deuterium is not high, so we can increase the exploration of gamma rays," he quickly recorded a few strokes, tilted his head, handed the notepad to his assistant, and asked: "Do you know the principle?"

He looked up and randomly clicked a group member.

The team members held their heads and chests. After He Wen's recording pen arrived, they could repeatedly take out what they forgot to review: "If deuterium enters the detector type, it will be captured by atoms to form strange atoms and release gamma rays..."

Seeing that he could answer smoothly, the other team members immediately put their hearts back in their throats.

Jiang Fuli withdrew his gaze, but he was much easier to take.

Jiang Fuli walked outside while unbuttoning the radiation-proof jacket, his voice was dull: "Send the experimental report to my email."

The assistant followed him with a notepad.

"By the way," Jiang Fuli's fingertips stopped on the dark blue buttons, and his slightly picked phoenix eyes were lowered, "Go and get two invitation codes for the Jiangjing University Preparatory Camp."

"Okay." The assistant wrote this on the itinerary.

Jiang Fuli had nothing else to do, so he slowly put his coat in the lounge, then took his cell phone and walked into the elevator.

He has been back very early in recent times.

Of course, this "early" is compared to him before.

The assistant stood outside the elevator and waited for the elevator to reach the surface of the ground, but he could not feel the pressure from the other party.

I remembered what Jiang Fuli ordered again.

Go to Jiangjing University to ask for the invitation code for the preparation camp.

Not to mention Jiang Fuli's status in the physics community of Jiangjing University, they would not say a word if the Jiang family only gave Jiangjing University a yearly research fund, let alone two invitation codes, and asked them to change the name of the preparatory camp.

But what is he going to invite a code?

Those who can enter his laboratory are all scholars who are rushing to give away app quotas by Jiangjing University. Everyone has an account for the preparation camp.

The assistant doesn't understand the ideal, but he doesn't dare to speculate on himself.

What the boss does must have his own reasons.

**

Thursday.

Because there was a monthly exam on weekends, Zhang Shize didn't go out to have sex during class breaks.

Instead, sit in the classroom to review.

"Ah, damn English," Zhang Shize looked at abandonon, thinking that this was his greatest enemy in his life. "I have never hated Emperor Jiang Wen so much, really."

Zhang Shize complained to his back desk, "If he let Bai Li not talk about Bai Li, as long as he lets one of Bai Chongyu or Bai Xiangjun live for ten years, maybe we don't have to learn this damn English!"

"Let me be reborn in the Great Yong Dynasty, and I will create Emperor Jiang Wen to death!" The back desk expressed deep agreement.

Zhang Shize nodded with satisfaction and patted his deskmate on the shoulder: "Study God, what about your opinion?"

Ning Xiao glanced up at him, but didn't reply, but just called Bai Zi and pointed out the parts on the notes that were not clearly recorded.

Ning Xiao's face was cold and pale, "Did you understand this last night?"

Bai Feng went to have a meal after hearing it last night, but he didn't dare to say that he didn't remember it.

Bai Zi turned around, lazily putting his chair back with one hand, and drawing a picture on his notebook with the other hand, with his fingertips shining white: "Suppose the magnetic induction intensity in each direction, the magnetic field distribution function is this formula... You can judge the leader

rank…”

She spoke slowly and explained clearly.

Zhang Shize next to him clearly had never learned the competition questions, and even felt that he understood it for a moment.

Ning Xiao looked at Bai Zi with a terrible feeling, and his gloomy face was rarely surprised: "Do you have any image memory?"

How could she understand it by listening to it?

Moreover, the explanation method is obviously completely different from Jiang Fuli, but it is clearer.

Ning Xiao is confident in his studies, now he is Jiang Fuli and then Bai Zi.

Even that child made him often doubt his life.

Bai Zi turned the pen around her fingertips and held it in an instant, thinking about the meaning of "image memory". She nodded, "It's possible."

Ning Xiao took back his notebook, "I only built the palace memory, not as fast as you."

Her ability to understand is even worse than hers.

Zhang Shize, who was still carrying abandon next to him, went to search for the meaning of image memory and palace memory.

After searching, he was stunned.

very nice.

His front desk: image memory.

His deskmate: Palace memory.

He: seven seconds of memory.

Zhang Shize put away his phone expressionlessly, opened the word book angrily, and after reading a page, he looked at his deskmate and the front desk with envy and jealousy.

There are so many good memories in the world.

What if he had one more?!

After Bai Feng Ningxiao finished discussing the topic, Lu Xiaohan turned around and talked to Bai Feng.

"Bai Zi, look," Lu Xiaohan secretly took out his cell phone and showed her a picture, "This is the Jianwu costume we chose for you. Do you think it's OK?"

Bai Shi raised his head.

It was an ancient windbreaker, the top was a white gold-edged outer shirt, and the bottom skirt was embroidered with red black and gold stacked patterns.

"I think you must look good in it." Lu Xiaohan looked at her with wide eyes. The first time Bai Feng came to wear a horse-faced dress, which she was very amazed.

It's just that the color is too plain.

So this time she chose the red series.

Of course, the most beautiful people are matched with the most colorful colors.

"Baishou?" Seeing that Baishou did not respond, Lu Xiaohan couldn't help calling her.

"Well," Bai Zi came to her senses as she looked at the picture. Her long and black eyelashes drooped slightly, covering her dark pupils. Her hands supported her chin, as if she was a little lazy: "Thank you, but I don't

Wear this color.”

"Ah? Well, then," Lu Xiaohan touched his nose, feeling a little regretful, but he didn't ask much: "What about this smoke-blue color?"

She flips to a picture behind.

Bai Feng raised his eyes and smiled lazyly at Lu Xiaohan, "No, my clothes are made by my grandfather. Then I will find a suitable one and just give me a long sword.

.”

Every piece of clothing made by Ji Heng can be put on the stage.

Bai Zi sometimes feels that making clothes for her with such skills will be a waste.

"No?" Lu Xiaohan didn't give up. She still wanted to buy a nice dress for Bai Shi: "We have a lot of class fees."

Seeing that Bai Zi really didn't need it, she could only put away this plan.

Go and pick a long sword for Bai Shi.

Since they can't buy clothes, they can buy the best-looking long swords.

**
To be continued...