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The next day.

After class on Friday, Qin Ran wanted to go to the Physics laboratory.

She took out her phone and checked the social account, but Scholar Liao still had not accepted her request.

At noon, on the third floor of Beijing University’s canteen.

This canteen was the most expensive at Beijing University, so not many people came here usually.

Qin Ran bought a meal and found a corner to sit down.

“Little Junior.” Hong Tao saw her from the crowd and sat across from her.

If they wanted to apply for their own laboratory, they would have to achieve a certain level of achievement or write a few SCI papers recognized at home and abroad. If the impact factor was large enough, they could let the laboratory approve a personal laboratory for them.

“Scholar Liao hasn’t replied to me yet.” Speaking of this, Qin Ran paused, tapping the chopsticks with her bony fingers. She looked up at Hong Tao. “When did you enter the laboratory last time?”

“You can call your teacher.” Hong Tao smiled. “Under normal circumstances, the teachers in the institute are like a bunch of lunatics. They don’t care about the world’s matters, let alone those social accounts. I called my professor directly.”

“Judging from this, I’m guessing that your teacher is a scholar.” Hong Tao wasn’t Dean Jiang and didn’t know much about the institute. He pondered for a while and said, “He’s probably a senior researcher. You should try to let him accept you as a disciple.”

Qin Ran lowered her eyes slightly.

She recalled a few times and remembered that the system had only given her a social account without a phone number.

But today was Friday, and she had the weekends off, so she didn’t ask much.

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She didn’t listen carefully to what Hong Tao said and wasn’t very concerned.

She didn’t enter the laboratory to find a teacher.

2

“This is the big screen.” Cheng Mu walked to the hall and pointed to her.

Biting the bread, Qin Ran leaned casually on the escalator, looking it up and down absent-mindedly.

A two-meter long and one-meter wide crystal screen hung on the wall.

A long row of sofas sat opposite.

Melon and fruit teas were also placed on the sofa.

Everything was available.

Cheng Jin just woke up and came out with a towel to see Qin Ran. He stopped immediately, his voice rigorous, and took a step back. “Miss Qin,” he very strictly said.

Qin Ran casually greeted him after finishing a piece of bread.