strictlysupreme Chapter 1238 Yun Rui's sincerity: Going to teach at the university
Chapter 1238 Yun Rui's sincerity: Going to teach at the university
The morning light of late autumn shines obliquely into the laboratory. Li Bo, with three markers of different colors in the pocket of his white coat, is talking to the camera: "Our team's improvement of the No. 3 reactor will completely revolutionize the field of energy storage materials..."
Under the spotlight, the sweat on his temples reflected tiny rays of light, and the experimental data behind him flowed on the holographic screen like a beating medal.
At the same time, in the rose garden of the Gu family's old house, Gu Yunxi, wearing a plain sweater, was carefully picking up the cocoons from the leaves with tweezers.
The morning dew wet her cuffs. In the distance, the sound of vehicles roaring from the direction of the laboratory startled the sparrows on the branches.
She looked at the flocks of birds circling in the sky and dug her nails deep into her palms - this was the forty-seventh day of her house arrest.
Li Bo's schedule is still full.
In the morning, he attended an international academic seminar, in the afternoon he was interviewed by a financial magazine, and late at night he had a video conference with the overseas team.
In his office, the newly awarded "Young Scientist" trophy sparkled under the light, while in the corner, the experimental notes left by Gu Yunxi were already covered with a thin layer of dust.
Gu Yunxi's days passed as slowly as solidified resin.
She began to reread her college textbooks and wrote down her inspirations with sticky notes on the floor-to-ceiling windows in her study.
Whenever night fell, she would stand on the terrace and stare blankly in the direction of the laboratory on the other side of the city.
The flickering neon lights in the distance were like the unfinished experimental data, circling in her mind.
On the day of the winter solstice, a cold wave swept across the city. Li Bo wrapped his scarf tightly and walked quickly into the laboratory, the white air he exhaled dissipating under the cold light.
He stared at the data jumping on the dashboard of the reactor, his brows furrowed more and more - several key parameters could not meet expectations.
At this time, Gu Yunxi was curled up on the single sofa in the bedroom, watching the news report about Li Bo on TV.
In the picture, Li Bo's smile looked a little stiff when facing the reporter's questions.
Time passed quietly, and the sycamore tree outside the window shed its last leaf.
Li Bo's dark circles became heavier, and his experimental record book was filled with dense marks of revisions.
He began to call the team to meetings frequently, with anxiety in his voice that he could not hide: "Why is this data so different from Dr. Gu's previous records?"
One morning after a snowfall, Gu Yunxi suddenly started to organize the bookshelf.
She reclassified the professional books according to research directions and made long lists in her notebook.
When she turned to the yellowed college admission letter, her fingers gently stroked the gold-plated school name, and a light flashed in her eyes.
On the day of the beginning of spring, Li Bo stayed up all night in the laboratory.
He stared at the failed data on the computer screen and smashed the mouse in anger.
Gu Yunxi stood in front of the bedroom window, watching the first magnolia bud bloom on the branch. She suddenly called the housekeeper: "From tomorrow on, there is no need to send meals up, I will eat with my family."
The next morning, the sun shone through the stained glass of the restaurant, casting colorful light and shadows on the dining table. Gu Yunxi, wearing a decent dress, slowly walked into the restaurant.
The soup spoon in Gu's mother's hand fell into the bowl with a clang. Gu Yunqian's hand, which was pushing up his glasses, paused noticeably, and Gu Mingcheng's action of picking up the food also stopped in mid-air.
"I've made up my mind." Gu Yunxi sat down gracefully, took a sip of the warm milk, and said, "I'm going to be a professor at Xiangtan University, and share my research results and experience over the years with more students who love chemistry."
The restaurant fell into a long silence, with only the crackling of the burning wood in the fireplace. Gu Mingcheng was the first to break the deadlock. He put down his chopsticks and looked pleased: "I will call the president of Xiangtan University this afternoon. With your qualifications, you can definitely supervise doctoral students."
Gu Yunqian took off his glasses and wiped them, his voice was unusually gentle: "I will drive you to work in the future, and we can chat on the way."
The magnolia tree outside the window swayed gently in the breeze, and the dew on the petals reflected colorful light.
Gu Yun looked at her family, and finally a long-lost smile appeared on her face. In this game between ideals and family affection, she chose a new path - not to compromise, but to stick to it in another way.
While Li Bo was still struggling with data in the laboratory, Gu Yunxi was already standing on the podium of Xiangtan University. Behind her was a huge holographic blackboard with complex chemical formulas flowing on it.
Below the stage, the focused eyes of the students reminded her of her past self.
She knows that this is just the beginning, and in the future, she will return to the stage that belongs to her in her own way.
The Ginkgo Avenue in front of the Chemistry Building of Hunan University was dyed golden by the autumn sun. Gu Yunxi walked towards the classroom on the ground covered with golden leaves, and the hem of his white coat swept the fallen leaves on the stone steps.
The lecture hall was already full of students, and there were even a few auditors from other departments standing in the back row.
When she held the holographic teaching plan remote control in her palm, she suddenly remembered the cold instrument knobs in the laboratory, and the two sensations overlapped and separated in her memory.
"Today we will start with the boundary effect of quantum catalysis." She tapped the remote control, and the wall instantly turned into a vast universe, with countless chemical molecular models floating like stars. The girl in the front row with a ponytail widened her eyes: "Professor Gu, this is completely different from the diagram in the textbook!"
"Because knowledge should not be confined to paper." Gu Yunxi smiled and turned the virtual coordinate axis, and the molecular chain reorganized accordingly. "Just like your thinking, you must dare to break through the preset framework."
There were exclamations one after another in the classroom. The boy in the back row quietly raised his mobile phone to take a picture, and his excited profile was reflected on the screen.
During the break, the lab notebook was piled with students' question notes.
Gu Yunxi turned to Zhang's hand-drawn molecular structure diagram, and next to it was written: "Teacher, is this improvement plan feasible?"
She looked up at the short-haired boy who was getting water from the water dispenser. He lowered his head hurriedly, with his ears turning red.
This reminded her of the confidence of her lab team members when they reported their results. The two were completely different in their youthfulness and enthusiasm, but equally moving.
Research work in the laboratory is also progressing steadily.
When Gu Yunxi led his graduate students to debug the new catalyst, he always thought of his lonely battle in front of reactor No. 3.
At this moment, she watched the students arguing about data around the operating table. Someone was holding the spectrometer with shaking hands, but he stubbornly repeated the testing process.
"Don't worry," she handed over the goggles. "Scientific research is not a 100-meter sprint, it's a marathon against time."
Music about club recruitment came from the campus radio, and Gu Yunxi walked through the wisteria corridor holding a lab report.
Several students suddenly rushed out from the corner, holding posters: "Professor Gu! Our Chemistry Club is going to hold an interesting experiment exhibition. Can we invite you to be a judge?"
She looked at the crooked periodic table on the poster, and vaguely saw herself setting up a science exhibition stand in the laboratory all night long.
Late at night in the office, the desk lamp cast her shadow on the wall piled with papers.
My phone vibrated. It was a message from a student: "Teacher, today's class was like opening up a new world! I didn't know chemistry could be so romantic!" The boy replied with a smile. The moonlight outside the window was climbing up the spire of the laboratory building, echoing the lights in the laboratory that were on all night.
In the lab on weekends, undergraduates chattered around the centrifuge.
"Professor Gu, look! The fluorescent material we made will change color with the music!" The boy excitedly played rock music, and the liquid in the culture dish immediately turned from dark blue to warm red.
Gu Yunxi paused as he was recording the data. This kind of creative experimental design is rarely seen in a rigorous scientific research team.
When the ginkgo leaves began to fall, Gu Yunxi received a commemorative album jointly produced by the students.
The title page was an element symbol made up of the class's handprints, and the inside pages were filled with class notes, experimental photos, and childish graffiti: "I used to think professors were serious old pedants, but I didn't expect you to take us on an adventure in the universe of knowledge!"
She stroked the paper, and the autumn wind outside the window blew up a fallen leaf, which happened to fall on the cover of the yearbook.