Lin Qingsong didn't know that Ren Zixian had already thought about moving back. At this time, he was watching the video of Ren Zixian's postgraduate entrance examination interview.
Since the last time Ren Zixian was reported, her resume and her interview video have been posted on Yanda's official website.
"You studied microbiology before," the interviewer asked, "Why did you choose to major in cultural relic protection and restoration?"
The video was a bit blurry. Ren Zixian was well-behaved and quiet, sitting on a chair with a ponytail and an upright attitude. He was obviously taken aback when he heard this question, and then smiled and said, "My family learned this."
The interviewer and Lin Qingsong in the video laughed together.
A teacher who teaches postgraduate entrance examinations once said that if the interviewer asks why they chose their major, there is only one standard answer: everyone in the family majors in this major, dad studied this, mom studied this, grandparents studied this.
There was also a joke where a student was asked why he chose translation as a postgraduate entrance examination, and then he replied that everyone in his family was in this major.
After hearing this, the interview teacher's face changed drastically: "You think clearly, I am a first-year undergraduate graduate majoring in translation. Please think clearly and speak clearly."
The student showed timidity for a moment, and after a while he trembled and said: "My ancestor was an envoy to the Tang Dynasty..."
Apparently the teacher who interviewed Ren Zixian was also amused. Then he smiled and shook his head and gave Ren Zixian full marks.
Lin Qingsong turned off the video, thought for a long time, and then sent a voice message to Tang Wan: "As for what you said before, we need a pair of eyes, and I have a candidate..."
Lin Qingsong did have selfish motives for supporting Ren Zixian at that time. One reason was that she took the initiative, another reason was that her temperament was similar to Jian Fangshu's, and more importantly, she was a student preparing to take the exam for the protection and restoration of cultural relics.
He had always been skeptical about Lin Xuedi's unexpected death that year. Xuedi was not such a lax person.
Lin Xuedi has been well-behaved since she was a child. She is a good student who never makes mistakes. How could she die from inhaling harmful substances from ancient tombs because of insufficient protection when going down to the tomb?
Although Lin Kaifeng also verified it in many ways at the time, Lin Xuedi's death was indeed an accident that no one expected.
But Lin Qingsong always felt that something was fishy.
He has worked hard in the business world for many years and has a unique set of keen intuitions about things. What's more, he believes that Lin Xuedi is not such a reckless person.
Now, Zhu Jinglan is not ready to let him take over the Zhu family's antique business. To the cultural relics world, he is just an unfamiliar layman.
Lin Xuedi's death was also a scandal for the cultural relics circle at the time. After all, Lin Xuedi's leading teacher was the famous Yu Xinyi.
Lin Qingsong could not find out the situation at that time by virtue of his personal connections, so he could only choose a face who studied under a famous teacher but was completely new to the industry to help him investigate Lin Xuedi's death.
If Ren Zixian's skills were good enough, he might actually be able to help him.
After Lin Qingsong finished explaining the matter, when he returned to Jinhai, there was a piece of cold takeout on the table with a corner missing.
Ren Zixian probably only took two bites and then left it. It was obviously not to her liking.
Lin Qingsong walked into the bedroom and saw that Ren Zixian was already asleep, with his hands hanging on the side of the bed, and Xiao Gui curled up next to her, also sleeping soundly.
Hearing the noise, Xiaogui raised his head very alertly. After recognizing Lin Qingsong, he let out a low, threatening growl from his throat.
No matter how many times she saw him, Xiao Gui never got close to him.
The little Gui's movement disturbed Ren Zixian, who was sleeping lightly, and she moved slightly.
Lin Qingsong held her hand and put it under the quilt: "Sleeping with your hands hanging down will cause tenosynovitis."
"Are you back?" Ren Zixian had just woken up from his sleep, his voice was soft and sticky, which made Lin Qingsong's heart soften.
"Why didn't you eat?" Lin Qingsong held her in his arms, and the softness in the quilt dispelled the coldness on his body.
"It's not delicious." Ren Zixian shrank into his arms without opening his eyes. "I want to drink the pork ribs and corn soup you made. Make it for me."
"Coquette," Lin Qingsong kissed her on the face, "I've never done this. Don't blame me if it doesn't taste good."
Lin Qingsong tucked her into the quilt and went to the kitchen to make soup.
However, Ren Zixian couldn't sleep either. He stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, thinking about the recent events.
The person who reported her before was a boy from the outer courtyard, a department that she couldn't even compete with.
If there was any grudge, it wouldn't happen at this time. It was obviously because Professor Mo Wen's previous decision to let her work directly with the group was in the way of some people.
In fact, Ren Zixian probably had an idea in her mind that if she wanted to quickly enter the circle of cultural relics protection, she would have to stand out from others.
She went to Professor Mo Wen's laboratory just because she wanted a shortcut to quickly get through to the inner circle, unlike those students who waited slowly for others to give them opportunities.
It was not enough to just follow them and collect the experimental data. Ren Ziyi stood on his bare feet and pulled out a document from the locked cabinet beside the bed.
It was a thick experimental data report, written by Lin Xuedi himself, and Ren Zixian flipped through the pages with great care.
Lin Qingsong saw her getting up and hugged her from behind: "Aren't you going to sleep?"
Ren Zixian closed the document, turned around, raised his head and pressed a kiss on the side of his neck.
Lin Qingsong smiled and held her head in a low voice, deepening the kiss. As their lips and teeth entangled, the atmosphere between the two became even more passionate.
After a kiss, Lin Qingsong pressed her lips against Ren Zixian's, smelling the faint fragrance of her body with the tip of his nose, and asked with a half-smile, "You're so flirty after not seeing each other for a few days?"
Ren Zixian's face was very close, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes could not hide the passion, and his breath was like blue. This soft look aroused Lin Qingsong's evil fire.
Ren Zixian didn't need to speak, just standing there could make Lin Qingsong's desire boil.
As the pajamas fell to the floor, Ren Zixian's voice was so captivating that he almost cried, making Lin Qingsong even more addicted.
After the fierce battle, Lin Qingsong felt refreshed, but Ren Zixian was more like a bullied kitten, lying limply on the bed.
Lin Qingsong felt soft and gently touched her cheek.
Ren Zixian seemed to be angry. He shrank into the quilt and stopped looking at him.
"Are you still angry? Didn't you feel quite comfortable just now?" Lin Qingsong patted the bulging quilt, "It's my first time to get up and drink soup."
Lin Qingsong was right, he had never done such a thing for anyone else.
When we were together with Jian Fangshu, we had never been so coaxing. When they were at their worst, they would get angry and fight each other, and when they got angry, they would throw things at each other to discourage them.
Jian Fangshu has a warm temperament, but Ren Zixian has a kind of gentleness that makes Lin Qingsong unable to help but coax her more.
He found a tutorial. The taste was not very good, but he sat there under the warm light and slowly finished the food one bite at a time.
The hot soup was filled with mist, and the girl in pajamas was concentrating on drinking a bowl of soup he had made himself. It was warm and peaceful.
How could Ren Zixian be so good? Lin Qingsong felt warm in his heart, and for the first time, he had the good idea.
"What do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll ask them to bring food." Lin Qingsong sat opposite Ren Zixian and watched her finish a bowl of soup.
This means that he will also come tomorrow.
Ren Zixian was quite surprised. After being stunned for a moment, he answered obediently.
This is Lin Qingsong's house, and Ren Zixian has no reason to tell him not to go home.
But Lin Qingsong missed the appointment the next day, and did not show up in Jinhai for several days.
Ren Zixian also changed his mind from leaving early as usual, and instead worked on the work at hand slowly.
After the work of washing the paintings was completed, Zeng Rong, who had not been seen for several days, also appeared: "Ren Zixian, after washing the paintings, I finished the presentation PPT and defense."
A few days ago, Zeng Rong was just pretending to tour the laboratory and found that Ren Zixian could do this kind of repair alone, and then left the entire repair work to her.
"Aren't you going to do it?" Qin Yiyi choked back, "In the past few days, Ren Zixian has been working overtime to color and wash the paintings, but you didn't show up. Now we have to do PPT and other things?"
Zeng Rong snorted indifferently: "Who makes me a senior brother? You can't do such a simple job, so why are you bragging about being a genius and changing departments? Anyway, if you do it well, it's me who taught you well, and if you do it badly, it's you If you have the ability, don’t do it.”
This sentence made Qin Yiyi angry, but she was helpless and could only watch Shi Shiran leave again.
"Hurry up and do it." Ren Zixian didn't look angry at all, "We still have a lot to do."
Now not only Ren Ziyi, but also Qin Yiyi started to work overtime.
Qin Yiyi could not help with the preliminary processing of the three works, so she could only concentrate on the defense and PPT.
After working with Ren Zixian these days, Qin Yiyi discovered that Ren Zixian has a terrifying concentration.
She only believes in the one thing she wants to do, and other things cannot affect her even if they are piled up in front of her.
At the beginning, Qin Yiyi would talk to her, but later he found that she seemed to be completely oblivious to the outside world, and gradually stopped disturbing her when she was doing things.
By the time Ren Zixian was free to read the content of the defense, there were only two days left until the defense.
She stayed up all night the day before and quickly browsed the content of Qin Yiyi's defense.
The more she looked at her, her brows became tighter. Qin Yiyi asked with some trepidation at the side: "Is there any problem?"
After two weeks, she has understood that Ren Zixian does have something on his hands, and it is not just an ordinary relationship or the idea of coming to Professor Mo Wen's laboratory to get a degree like her.
"No problem." Ren Zixian looked at her frightened expression and said, "You did a good job, I just need to polish it up. Can you buy me a coffee?"
Qin Yiyi felt like she was amnesty. She was afraid that Ren Zixian would say that this PPT could not be used and she would have to stay up for two long nights.
She said with relief: "Let me treat you to a drink!" Then she quickly went downstairs to buy coffee.
Ren Zixian rubbed his swollen and sore eyebrows. Qin Yiyi's reply ppt was completely unusable. Her thoughts were confused and her wording was not rigorous. If she was not careful, Professor Mo Wen would catch her mistakes and it would be a trivial matter to have to redo them. .
Moreover, because this project is so important, the Cultural Relics Factory will send people to observe even the opening of the project.
If the defense does not go well, the impact will be huge.
Ren Zixian manipulated the cursor to create a new PPT presentation.
