[Luo Jihai (in China): @Yuxie, Classmate Chen, your Senior Sister Du has a defense to do tomorrow. You should run the data for her in advance tonight. Do it as soon as possible and hand it over to Senior Sister for inspection before midnight.]
[Luo Jihai (in China): Where is everyone?]
[Luo Jihai (in China): @Yuxie]
[Luo Jihai (in China): It's only half past eleven, and you're already taking a rest. What kind of example is this? You don't look like someone doing scientific research at all. This kind of laziness is really embarrassing!]
Seeing this series of messages, Su Bai was both angry and amused.
Dude, isn't it normal for a freshman to rest at half past eleven?
Has society become so competitive that freshmen have to work 24/7?
Although we're in the computer science department, it shouldn't be like this...
Moreover, what Professor Luo said earlier also made Su Bai find it hard to keep a straight face.
Why should Chen Yusheng be responsible for Senior Sister Du's experimental data?
Is this a bit...
Su Bai was actually quite sensitive to the hidden agendas in interpersonal relationships and the underlying exchanges of interests.
After all, he had no support behind him and had been a lone wolf since childhood. He had understood this aspect at an early age.
Su Bai got out of bed quietly, trying not to wake up the sleeping Yusheng.
By the way, he put her phone on silent mode.
Since they became a couple, Chen Yusheng had registered Su Bai's fingerprint on her phone and was very open to letting Su Bai see everything on it.
It could be said that she had no secrets in front of Su Bai.
This made Su Bai feel very comfortable, that kind of pure affection with whole - hearted dedication and no scheming.
Su Bai returned to the computer, put Yusheng's phone aside, and ignored Professor Luo's ranting in the group. Anyway, Chen Yusheng was really asleep.
Then he logged on to the official website of Jiangcheng University to check Professor Luo's personal resume.
After that, he opened the Tutor Evaluation Website and searched for the reviews of this tenured associate professor in his prime.
The Tutor Evaluation Website was a great thing.
Although a tutor with good reviews on it might not necessarily be really reliable, those who were heavily criticized on it were definitely not good.
Soon, Su Bai had a basic understanding of Professor Luo.
He got his doctorate in Europe, then went to the United States for a post - doctoral fellowship. For the second fellowship, he returned to his undergraduate alma mater, Jiangcheng University. After that, after arduous scientific research competition, he successfully became a tenured associate professor...
It was obvious that this professor probably had no powerful backers and relied purely on his own efforts.
He was mainly about being obedient and getting the job done.
Compared with those slacker senior professors, Professor Luo and his kind had heavier scientific research tasks.
Exploiting students had thus become a logical choice.
Su Bai didn't intend to judge the right or wrong of this matter. Who was in the right and who should show understanding... Those were not the things Su Bai should get entangled in.
Many things in society were actually very complicated.
As an outsider and onlooker, all Su Bai could do was to find a way to relieve Chen Yusheng's burden.
Chen Yusheng had a talent for dealing with codes, and it seemed that Professor Luo really wanted her to work overtime more.
For an ordinary top - student, they might be quite grateful for this opportunity for exercise.
However, Su Bai thought that he could provide a better growth environment for Chen Yusheng, so there was no need for her to be exploited by Professor Luo.
After a little thought, Su Bai decided on a plan.
He would just ignore the overtime reminders in the group. Anyway, Chen Yusheng was really asleep.
Then Su Bai sent a private message to the class counselor, Xia Lin, just as a tentative move.
Fortunately, Xia Lin was still awake and immediately sent Su Bai a video call.
Su Bai quickly left the study and ran to the balcony to answer the call.
On the video.
Xia Lin seemed to have just finished her skin - care routine, and her skin was smooth and moist.
Without makeup, Xia Lin's facial features looked rather delicate.
But her clothes were by no means plain.
An elastic camisole pajama wrapped around her curvy figure, and her delicate collarbone was filled with moonlight.
"What do you want, dear little brother?"
"Miss Xia, you are so beautiful." Su Bai didn't get to the point right away but expressed his feelings directly, "You look better without makeup than with makeup."
"Oh, so you mean my makeup skills are a failure?" Xia Lin joked, with an obviously fake angry look on her face.
"Of course not. It's just my personal preference. I feel that sister looks so charming when she has no makeup on. I want sister to hold my head and comb my hair..."
"Come on, you. You're so talkative in the middle of the night... Hurry up and get to the point. I'm going to have my beauty sleep soon."
Since that was the case, Su Bai didn't stand on ceremony.
He briefly described the problem Chen Yusheng was facing to Xia Lin.
In the end, he added, "I thought that as an experienced senior, Miss Xia should know how to handle it more smoothly. Well, my hope is that we can solve it by spending money if possible. After all, that's the thing I have the most of..."
"Oh, look at you. How arrogant. Have you made a lot of money from your investments recently?"
"Hehe..."
"You little rascal!" Xia Lin stretched out a slender finger and poked the screen.
It was as if she wanted to poke Su Bai's handsome face through the screen.
Then she suggested, "You guessed right. Professor Luo really has no background. The reason he asks undergraduates to do the work is that he has a small quota for enrolling postgraduate students. Well, you know about this quota thing. It's not that the more motivated and capable a professor is, the more quotas he can get. It's about seniority."
"Indeed."
"Actually, it's also a win - win situation. Professor Luo can provide undergraduates with very good entry - level practical opportunities. So in the past two years, many undergraduates in the department who want to polish their resumes have gone to work in his laboratory. Your little girlfriend is actually in this situation."
"Really."
"My suggestion is that you can adopt a win - win approach. Sponsor a sum of money for Professor Luo's laboratory. Of course, it can't be in your personal name..."
"Oh, that doesn't matter. I recently bought a technology company. It's just right to cooperate with Professor Luo through a company - to - company deal."
"... What company?"
"Shengxi Technology. Have you heard of it, sister?"
"Of course. This unicorn company was founded by an alumnus from our computer science department at Jiangcheng University. But after it reached the Series B financing, the founder cashed out and ran off to do something else. So now, theoretically, it has nothing to do with Jiangcheng University, but actually... Well, now that you've bought it, it's like a fallen leaf returning to its roots."
"Then what channel should I take to cooperate with him?"
"I'll help you with the connection. Well, find some time tomorrow afternoon and come to my office. Let's have a face - to - face talk and finalize the matter."
"Can it be finalized just like this? Sister has so much influence..."
"What I have that's big isn't just influence, you know."
"..."
This sudden dirty joke.
It was like the tire tracks had run over Su Bai's face.
Seeing Su Bai's silence, Xia Lin laughed heartily for a while, said good night, and hung up the phone.
Then, with a twinkle in her beautiful eyes and a glint of light, the waves in her heart couldn't stop surging.
"He's already buying companies... Little brother Su Bai is really becoming more and more extraordinary."
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
