Brainoid

Qi Min's thoughts were interrupted by Bai Rong's sudden appearance. After calling Bai Rong's roommate, he had no intention of returning to the "Yuyun" center.

Qi Min told Ke Li on WeChat that she still had things to do at school, and then returned to her bioinformatics laboratory at the University of Science and Technology of China.

There is no one else in the laboratory. The verification experiment of EPS cell differentiation into nerve cells that Wang Xin and Chen Linyou are responsible for has almost been completed. They have been running to the center of the "rain cloud" from time to time recently, but after all, they are not as frequent as Qi Min. As the Gregorian New Year is approaching, the two young people have probably gone back on their own vacation. At this time, almost all the instruments in the laboratory were turned off, and only the refrigerator was still making an inaudible hum, which seemed a bit lonely.

She was too lazy to turn on the computer for a while, just took out her mobile phone to play a few games, and suddenly heard a rush of footsteps outside the door. Qi Min looked up and saw that it was Bai Rong who had come in.

Bai Rong should have come to see her. When he saw Qi Min running over, he took a few deep breaths, tried to calm down and said, "Teacher Qi, I heard... you and the dean..."

"I went to see the dean." Qi Min quickly stood up and patted his shoulder reassuringly, "This matter may affect whether you can graduate next year. It's best for your parents to come forward."

She said it very euphemistically, meaning that she, an ordinary PI, cannot influence the department's decision, and she cannot quarrel with the department for the undergraduate students in the laboratory. Therefore, it is best for parents to come forward and put pressure on the school for this matter. good.

"Ah? No... I think..." Bo Rong was stunned for two seconds before saying, "It's better not to let my parents know..."

"What do you know? Do you know you are gay?" Qi Min paused and then said, "Bai Rong, now you have to figure out your priorities. Hiding the truth from your parents is not the most important thing now. The important thing is that there will be no punishment for this matter. , will not affect your graduation.”

Upon hearing the demerit, Bai Rong was stunned: "What punishment? Teacher Qi, why should I be punished?"

"I'm confused too." Qi Min sighed, "According to Dean Wang, you are gay because you have a psychological problem, and you will have to deal with it if you are discovered by other students. Of course, this statement is completely untenable, so your parents If we can argue with him properly, we should be able to get this matter over with."

Bai Rong was silent for a while, unconsciously raising his hand to smooth his overly long curly hair, as if thinking about what to do. Finally, he asked: "Is there any way... to prevent my parents from knowing..."

Qi Min really felt that he was too honest: "Why did you emphasize that it was because of GAY when you said it? If you and the department said differently, your parents would definitely believe you." She was afraid that Bai Rong didn't understand, so she added , "Even if you say you're just joking, it's okay, but the department will judge you as having a psychological problem just because you sent a love letter. Isn't this ridiculous enough?"

When she said this, Bo Rong understood. He nodded quickly and hurriedly left the laboratory, probably to make a phone call.

After Bai Rong left, Qi Min sat back in her chair, opened WeChat and took a look. It was her mother who asked her again if she would be home for New Year's Eve.

Qi Min wanted to go back, but he still replied to Ms. Zhu Shaoqiong: "No way."

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After being disturbed by this incident, Qi Min returned home. This was a rare time recently when she came home before six-thirty. Anton had just picked up Mimi and was preparing dinner.

Qi Min felt tired. After entering the house, she took off her coat and kicked off her shoes. She went directly to the bedroom and collapsed on the sofa to watch TV until Anton came over wearing an apron and asked her why she didn't play with Mimi.

"Hey, can you please leave me alone?" Qi Min said impatiently.

"No, you said last time that you wanted to spend more time with Mimi." Anton was also a little unhappy. If she comes home late, she just waits for dinner. But it doesn't make sense to come back so early today, and it's New Year's Eve, and she's still paralyzed, right?

"Then what's wrong?" Qi Min asked without thinking, "I've been busy here all day, so it's not like you have nothing to do..."

After saying this, Qi Min realized that mocking Anton for not having a job was really a disgraceful act. It is true that Anton is much more free now than when he was working and delivering food every day in the United States, but after all, isn't studying for a higher degree and looking for a better job just to get away from 996 and have more rest time? Since it was difficult for Anton to find a suitable chef position in China, she didn't have to let him work.

"Uh... I didn't mean that either." Qi Min explained in a low voice, and then said, "But I'm really tired."

As the person who actually provides financial resources, Qi Min is quite justified in complaining about being tired. In fact, today is not particularly tiring compared to usual, but because December 31st is a special day, it will inevitably make people feel self-pity for "still working on the last day of the year."

Anton probably knew this was the case, but instead he took off his apron and sat next to Qi Min, raised his hand to tuck the hair on her face behind her ears, and then said gently: "That's true, the last day's experiment was not finished. , it must be very annoying.”

What Qi Min was actually annoyed about was not the experiment, but Bai Rong's incident which made her feel that the School of Science was a complete nonsense. However, she still felt a sense of peace of mind when she heard Anton's calm response.

It has to be said that Anton’s ability to empathize is also remarkable. Just relying on this, it is easier for him to lead Mimi, which can be regarded as a kind of talent.

Qi Min took Anton's hand, leaned over and leaned on his shoulder for a while. When you get closer, you can smell a bit of cooking fumes on him, which you can pick up even through an apron.

"Actually, it's not bad." Qi Min said lightly.

"Let me squeeze a cup of apple juice for you. You are almost wilting." Anton joked.

"Besides apples, is there anything else?" Qi Min immediately became interested, "How about making a milkshake?"

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With a glass of fruit-based milkshake, Anton successfully pulled Qi Min up from the sofa.

After getting up, Qi Min didn't feel so tired. He even told Mimi about the origin of the revolution and the Gregorian calendar, the solar day and the sidereal day, and why there are 366 days in a leap year while watching TV.

But it was obvious that the little girl was more interested in milkshakes than astronomical and geographical knowledge about how the earth revolves around the sun.

When it was time to actually eat dinner, Mimi started talking about what happened to her in the kindergarten today. The little girl mentioned that the kindergarten teacher said that they would be one year older today. Qi Min explained that this was the age calculation of the counting system.

Then Mimi mentioned that her classmates in the kindergarten who were one year older than her all went to "pre-school". Qi Min suddenly realized that Mimi could not continue to attend this small private kindergarten. Sooner or later, her household registration and school registration issues would have to be resolved. .

However, if Mimi's household registration problem was to be solved, she would definitely have to go home to get her household registration book... and inevitably, she would have to tell her parents about Mimi and Anton.

I used to think that everything would be fine if we brought these two people back to China, but the specific procedures are really a bit difficult to handle.

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