Lin Qingsong heard Ren Zixian speak among the noise and moved closer to her: "What did you say, Ren Zixian?"
However, Ren Zixian had already fallen asleep and had no reply.
With the departure of Ren Zixian, this dramatic opening report also officially came to an end.
Ren Zixian undoubtedly won the project, but Xu Xuanming's problem was bigger.
Logically speaking, based on the principle of academic rigor, he made a big mistake, but all he used were the data provided to him by Yihui Wenxiu.
This matter could be big or small. At the most serious level, it was academic fraud, and at the most light level, it would lead to charges of dereliction of duty and negligence. Xu Xuanming secretly hated himself for his eagerness for quick success.
The most taboo thing in doing research is to listen and believe. Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. However, because of lack of time, I directly used the information provided by the cultural relics restoration company as the proposal report.
Even though Tong Shengyue didn't say anything at the time, Xu Xuanming knew that this matter would not go away so easily.
Lin Qingsong sent Ren Zixian directly to Su Ye's hospital.
The doctor gave Ren Zixian a comprehensive examination and said that apart from some anemia, he had no other problems. More importantly, he was suffering from excessive mental exertion, so he needed to rest now.
Although Professor Mo Wen, Tong Shengyue and others wanted to see her, they could only wait until she regained some energy.
"Xiao Xian'er, you did a good job," Lin Qingsong stroked her hair and frowned tightly while watching her sleep, "I will take care of the rest."
Previously, because Tong Shengyue was coming to observe, Yan Da kicked out all the watching students from the lecture hall, so no one knew anything about what happened in the lecture hall.
The voting post on the forum was pushed to the top, and the voting has ended. More than 100,000 people, both majoring and non-majoring, voted for Xu Xuanming, both inside and outside the school, while Ren Zixian only had 2,000 votes.
The discussion forum remains very popular.
[So what is the result? ! I watched it for several days and was so anxious! 】
[Needless to say? One is a genius professor, and the other is a student who has become a monk on the way. It is clear at a glance which one is higher and which one is lower.]
[Qualifications don’t matter when doing scientific research, maybe the professor will fall over too. 】
[You are a fool upstairs, right? If a first-year graduate student can do the most cutting-edge technology, what else is there to do in the research laboratory? ! 】
[If I could do that, I would immediately run twenty laps of the playground while standing on one hand! 】
[Hahahahaha, then I’ll bet on writing professional books backwards with my left hand! 】
Many people were asking about the results, but a rumor came out: Xu Xuanming had falsified data, which had angered the Cultural Affairs Bureau, and he might be expelled from Yanda University.
Because there are so many rumors, this one was also treated as a joke.
However, on the same day, Yan University announced the results of the competition to the whole school: Ren Zixian successfully won the project, while Xu Xuanming was suspected of falsifying data in the project and is under investigation.
This time it was like cold water entering a frying pan.
【What's the meaning? In other words, Ren Zixian’s experiment was completed, but Professor Xu’s experimental data was falsified? 】
【How can it be? ! 】
[Professor Xu will not falsify data even if the project cannot be completed! Professor Xu has always taken good care of his feathers, how could he do such a self-destructive thing! 】
[I said on the spot that in the same experiment and with the same equipment, Professor Ren Zixian and Professor Xu Xuanming came to completely different conclusions, so I asked Seymor Company for backup data for reference. It turned out that Professor Xu provided The data was not backed up at all in Seymor's backend, so it was judged that he did not create data at all at that time. 】
【……】
[Oh my God, how dare he do that? This will definitely be exposed! 】
[No way, the professor wouldn’t take such desperate risks for the sake of the project? 】
[I can’t tell you, Professor Xu attaches great importance to this project. He hasn’t taught us a lesson for a week. If he really loses to a student, he will really lose all his face. 】
[Then you mean that Professor Xu Xuanming may have taken risks because he was under too much pressure? 】
[I think Xu Xuanming may think that Ren Zixian is just a student who has become a monk on the way, and he will definitely not be able to make it. Besides his plan, who else can the literary and repair factory choose? 】
[When you say this, I feel a little disgusted. There is such a professor in Yanda University? 】
His words became more and more disgusting, but in fact, Yan Da's punishment of Xu Xuanming had not yet come down.
Ren Zixian didn't know anything about this, and she slept for twenty hours, almost in a coma.
Lin Qingsong picked her up midway and asked her to eat some easy-to-digest food before letting her continue to sleep.
Lin Qingsong was afraid that something would happen to her alone, so she took all her work home.
Ren Zixian fell asleep on the bed, and Lin Qingsong was watching her.
Xiaogui also took it back and was frantically getting into Ren Zixian's quilt.
"Don't make any noise." Lin Qingsong picked it up and closed the door. It opened the door loudly.
Ren Zixian slept so deeply that he had a long-lasting dream.
In the dream, a black sailboat was speeding on the bizarre sea surface. Ren Zixian wanted to wake up from his dream, but he could only watch the huge black ship hit the reef.
The huge hull was lifted up into the strange sky by the waves, and it passed through the sky. Ren Zixian was torn forward by the huge storm. Countless murmurs entered Ren Zixian's head, tearing all her thoughts apart.
In the storm, she had nowhere to think and nowhere to stay.
The huge sailing ship rotted and collapsed as it sailed toward the sky.
Ren Zixian and Kuchiki fell to the rough sea together. In the mist, she tried to reach out to catch the light shining on the black ship.
The fragments of wooden boards passed by her side with huge phantoms, her grandma patted her back and sang nursery rhymes, her mother took her to dance in the garden, and there was even an ICU emergency light that kept flashing at the end of the corridor...
Ren Zixian opened his eyes suddenly, gasping for air, his eyes blank and unfocused.
"Would you like some water?" Lin Qingsong hugged Ren Zixian and held her cold hand, "It's okay, it's just a nightmare."
Ren Zixian leaned on his chest and realized in a daze that he was alive and had not been swallowed by the waves.
Lin Qingsong wrapped her hand. Perhaps it was because the anemia had not recovered yet, and Ren Zixian was always cold all over.
No matter what, Ren Zixian helped him a lot by doing this project, and Lin Qingsong had to feel sorry for her.
"Do you want to eat?" Lin Qingsong's voice was very soft, and his chest rose and fell slightly with vibrations. Ren Zixian lay on his stomach and shook his head with peace of mind.
"Don't sleep anymore. You'll get a headache from sleeping too much." Lin Qingsong glanced at the time, "You've slept for more than eighteen hours. Do you want to get up, sit down, and move around?"
Seeing that Ren Zixian was about to fall asleep again, Lin Qingsong whispered: "How about I talk to you."
Ren Zixian cheered up a little, and Lin Qingsong coaxed her to drink two sips of warm water before speaking slowly. His voice was magnetic and pleasant, and when it was deliberately lowered, it always felt a little seductive.
Ren Zixian lay lazily on his body and listened to Lin Qingsong's words.
He was not very good at telling stories. He would talk about whatever came to his mind. Most of the time, he would be the one talking, and he would just listen.
From Wang Qi's failed blind date, to how he could take his boss with him next time he goes to Chengdu for a business trip, and to how he just discovered that Gui is fat again after holding him in his arms.
"The pet doctor said that if Gui gets fatter, he will have to lose weight. He is almost 20 pounds." Lin Qingsong heard Ren Zixian chuckle, and his eyes were filled with smiles, "You don't want to be unable to hold him anymore, right?" ?So we have to control its diet, and you can’t just give it jerky if it wants to eat it.”
"Okay." Ren Zixian replied.
Seeing that she had gained some energy, Lin Qingsong patted her back and asked her if she wanted to sit up.
Ren Zixian lazily didn't want to move, and Lin Qingsong could only hold her in this position: "You don't want to move, and Xiaogui doesn't want to move either. I saw a little girl from the secretariat pick up a little kitten, and I wanted to give it to you. I brought it back, but I didn’t want it because I was afraid of fighting the little turtle. Do you want to raise a kitten?”
Ren Zixian shook his head and changed his position, resting his chin on his chest and watching him speak, his eyes sparkling as if he was looking at something of great interest.
It is said that the pet depends on the owner, but in Lin Qingsong's opinion, Ren Zixian is more like a cat.
Elegant and well-behaved, this well-behaved kitten will turn around and run when approached, but will look down at him from a high place.
Her heart and eyes were full of Lin Qingsong, so clean and pure.
"Do you like cats?" Ren Zixian asked him.
Lin Qingsong gently rubbed her back: "It's not about whether you like it or not. When I was a child, my family didn't raise small animals. It would be troublesome to raise them. Physical examination, deworming and playing would consume energy. I picked up an animal when I was in elementary school. It’s a kitten, a small orange cat with a bit of white. It hasn’t opened its eyes yet and its meowing is very weak. It looks like it was abandoned by the cat’s mother. My family is not allowed to raise small animals, so I don’t dare to tell my parents about raising them. Cats only dare to put kittens under the bed in an attempt to hide the truth."
"It must have been discovered." Ren Zixian said.
"Yes, one day I went back and as soon as I entered the house, I saw the cardboard box was turned out. My dad was sitting aside reading the newspaper." Lin Qingsong's tone did not waver, "The kitten inside has been dead for a long time."
Ren Zixian held Lin Qingsong's hand tightly.
He continued: "I couldn't argue with him, so I pretended nothing happened and took away the cat and buried it. Then I never mentioned raising a cat or a dog again. It wasn't until I got a younger brother at home and my mother bought him one Got a Persian cat.”
Hearing the word 'brother', Ren Zixian's eyes flashed.
Lin Qingsong: "The cat was very beautiful, with blue eyes, soft and long hair, and it jumped up and down when it walked. Then I threw the cat out."
"Why?" Ren Zixian asked, "Do you have a bad relationship with your brother?"
Lin Qingsong was a little surprised: "Why do you say that?"
"Because I don't think you don't like cats."
"The relationship between me and him cannot be said to be good or bad," Lin Qingsong recalled. "When I was a child... when I was very young, it was decided that I would inherit the Lin family. My father has always been strict with me. He said that only playing with things will not make you lose your mind. Only children who are addicted are greedy for pleasure and cannot make any mistakes. For example, painting, dancing and music are only involved in those dandy children. Therefore, I have never been taken to art museums or amusement parks. I naturally feel that I and All younger brothers should grow up like this."
