This woman's name is Ingrid Granat, and she doesn't usually work in this place. It's just that today they seem to have a regular meeting on an interdisciplinary project, so she appears in this lounge.
Zhu Xinyu has a good impression of this woman. At least her Chinese is fluent. In this place, even Xiang Shan tries to use English when facing her - this is to avoid causing "unnecessary misunderstandings". Anyway, it is based on a
A retarded diplomatic logic that she cannot understand.
But when this woman faces everyone, she almost adopts the other person's maternal communication.
This makes people feel very good.
Zhu Xinyu glanced at Xiang Shan and the bearded man who were still discussing, and curled his lips: "Weird taste... what do they like? Death heavy metal? Or something special? Or people who can listen commit suicide?"
“Neither, white noise.”
“White noise...isn’t white noise normal?” Zhu Xinyu was stunned for a moment. She actually quite likes white noise.
——However, I didn’t expect that annoying guy to have such a normal hobby...
Ingrid asked: "What do you mean by 'white noise'?"
“The sound of rain? Or the sound of waves? Cicadas singing? Birds singing,” Zhu Xinyu said uncertainly, “It’s usually this—that’s what white noise means in Chinese, right?”
“Hmm.” Ingrid nodded and pointed over there: “But those two science and engineering majors chose its original meaning.”
"ah?"
"The 'white' in the word 'white noise' means that the power of the frequency components in a sound is uniform throughout the entire audible range. This property is close to the spectrum of 'white light', so it is called white noise
"Any sound wave with a nearly flat power spectrum can be called white noise. Not just the sound of rain."
Speaking of this, Ingrid showed an expression of "I don't know what to say": "They are actually taking the time to study... uh, the thermal noise of a certain material at a certain temperature, or a certain part at a certain temperature.
The noise at speed is purely synthetic."
Zhu Xinyu was stunned: "Ah?"
"You can't understand, right? Their hobbies can't be described at all by the sound of rain, water, and waves." Ingrid gestured, "Why would they want to explore 'why this' from a biological perspective?"
Kinds of noise make me particularly comfortable' talking about it.”
“This is really... hardcore...”
“Who says it’s not the case? If there is funding, they will even set up a project team to study ‘why I like this kind of white noise so much’.”
“Ah…that’s really…hardcore…”
"Actually, at first I thought they might be communicating a more normal kind of white noise. I leaned over and tried to join the conversation. But I couldn't understand such hard-core wailing at all. In addition, there was an ordinary rock lover who doubted life on the spot.
- 'Do you have a bad taste in music?' He really said that."
“Really... a hard-core person.”
Zhu Xinyu didn’t know how to evaluate it.
This dandy named Xiang Shan is really hard for people to see through.
Well, in Zhu Xinyu’s short seventeen years of life, she didn’t see through many people.
But the degree of weirdness of this "Director Xiang" is really beyond imagination.
He'd even ditch an old scholar to give her a high school literacy lesson - and boy, would she need that.
He claims to be a scientist, and he seems to be really doing the work of a scientist.
But, it’s outrageous.
It's outrageous, you know. As a person who specializes in stealing scientific research information, "Zhu Rong" has a certain understanding of things in academia. Scientists also need time to grow. This guy leads such a large research institution, and his subordinates
There are so many interdisciplinary projects and it’s still so young.
This must not be the result of normal promotion.
Must have taken some shortcut.
“Shortcuts” are mostly frowned upon.
But this Xiangshan is really working like a scientist.
Zhu Xinyu spends most of her time with Xiang Shan. Because Xiang Shan is his supervisor, she cannot leave the room where Xiang Shan is at will. She must be accompanied by a female staff member when going to the toilet. Of course, on the contrary, Xiang Shan is with her in the office.
When you are alone in such situations, you should never close the doors or windows.
It was precisely because they spent most of the time together that Zhu Xinyu knew that Xiangshan was actually working!
Even the regular meetings of this interdisciplinary project are the same. Although Xiangshan rarely speaks about knowledge outside his professional scope, he always talks about the main points.
At least it’s still very good.
Why is this playboy so talented?
And that’s not all.
This guy lives a regular life, eats healthily, and is very self-disciplined in most situations.
Even insists on exercising every day.
Yes, movement.
There is a gym in this park, and there are even entry-level fitness equipment, treadmills and the like in a corner of this large research center.
Xiang Shan will go exercise after finishing work. Sometimes he will go exercise when the air conditioner is too much to bear (people in the United States seem to like to turn on the air conditioner very high)
Whenever this happens, Zhu Xinyu has to hold her computer and do her own thing.
In a place that smells a little like sweat.
That guy even persuaded Zhu Xinyu more than once to join in this kind of exercise.
"You can work well only by maintaining a healthy body." Xiang Shan once said to her in a very serious manner: "Your body bones are still too weak, so you have symptoms of acclimatization. In addition, scientific research shows that exercise can
Mild antidepressant effect…”
Said this more than once.
Does it seem like he really thinks Zhu Xinyu needs some kind of "anti-depression"?
Zhu Xinyu closed her computer at that time and said to Xiang Shan: "Based on our age difference and the average age of men and women, there is a high probability that I will still be alive in fifty years, but you may not."
“That’s just a statistical average. Individual differences still exist.”
That guy actually responded with a smile.
It seemed as if he didn’t care at all about the malice in Zhu Xinyu’s response.
He seems to really like to exercise. I heard that he runs at night every week and is even learning to swim.
There are few places in the world that are safer than here. There will be no gangsters, and it is almost impossible to drown under such tight surveillance.
If Xiang was really a scientist as he said, would he really be keen on exercising?