I am devoted to scientific research, but you want to trick me into having a love relationship?

Chapter 498: The Wife-like Feeling of School Beauty Song

On Friday afternoon, Xu Qingzhou received four sets of CVD graphene preparation data sent by Carson.

The effect is pretty good.

Next, a set of experiments takes about 8 hours.

Xu Qingzhou thanked everyone for their hard work and gave everyone a day off, arranging an ALD deposition experiment on Sunday.

The laboratory's deposition system is relatively old and can only hold two samples with the same precursor and parameters at most. They have made adjustments to the parameters of precursor production, which means that only one piece can be made at a time. The deposition process alone takes four days.

At that time, he had just completed the data analysis.

Xu Qingzhou took a quick look, then closed the data list and continued with his previous train of thought, preparing to use his own unique quantum mechanics calculation method.

Based on density functional theory and Eliashberg equation, we seek to unlock the upper limit of Tc.

Time passed quickly in the densely packed formulas. When the sun was hanging in the southwest at six o'clock in the afternoon, the sound of the door opening was heard.

"I am back."

Song Yao changed into slippers, stomped to the back of Xu Qingzhou, took a look, and helped press his shoulders. "My model is not that urgent, don't be too tired."

"I have been standing up every two hours as you asked."

Xu Qingzhou stopped calculating and leaned back in his chair to enjoy Song Yao's massage. "When you do calculations, it feels very hard to stop once you get to the point. You should be able to understand the feeling I'm talking about when you come to an abrupt end."

"Bah, that's a twisted logic."

Song Yao spat at him and asked what he meant by "it was so hard to stop" and "he drove on the highway without saying anything".

After pressing the button for Xu Qingzhou for two minutes, she turned to the refrigerator to see what vegetables were there, and said, "Kelly and I have an appointment to go shopping tomorrow, would you like to come with us?"

Song Yao's hair is tied up, but not too high, and a little fluffy
She looks like a married woman.

"You guys play."

Xu Qingzhou shook his head. It was okay to go shopping with Song Yao, after all, he could get her to play dress-up games with him, but forget it if there was a light bulb.

Doing calculations is more interesting than shopping.

"alright."

Song Yao took out the green peppers and shredded pork, thought for a moment, and said, "Then I'll go with you next week. The temperature will definitely drop in November, and we have to buy some winter clothes."

Not hearing anyone in the living room respond, Schoolgirl Song poked her head out of the kitchen and said, "You should take a break. You've been calculating all day. Be careful not to become a Mediterranean."

"Wait until this step is completed."

Xu Qingzhou was helpless. As they spent more time together, School Beauty Song became more and more talkative.

But he loved listening.

How should I put it? Every time he sees the arrogant school beauty Song chattering nonstop, he feels particularly at ease.

Just after a while, Song Yao's voice came from the kitchen: "Professor Xu, take Er Miao out."

"coming."

Xu Qingzhou could only cut off his thoughts, went to the kitchen to chase out Er Miao who had sneaked in, and was too lazy to continue, so he pressed out Er Miao's cat food in advance and let it eat by itself, then went into the kitchen to do chores for Song Yao.

the next morning.

Song Yao pressed the stamp on Xu Qingzhou's face, looked at the flowing lipstick mark, nodded with satisfaction, and went out with her bag.

Xu Qingzhou shook his head, poured a glass of water, and continued to complete his calculations.

However, as soon as he sat down, he received a call from Guo Ziyang.

"Zhou Zi, are you busy?"

"I'm free. I just finished breakfast." Xu Qingzhou heard the rustling sound of people putting things away from the other side. "Don't tell me you haven't gotten off work yet at this hour."

"That's right. I'm busy as a dog."

Guo Ziyang's voice revealed the fatigue that is unique to office workers.

"Next time we meet, you can bark twice for me to hear."

Xu Qingzhou took Er Miao who was passing by with one hand, walked over and leaned on the sofa to answer the phone.

"old man"

Guo Ziyang wanted to curse, but after a pause, he sighed, "This B class is really not for human beings, especially the computer part, it's pure nuclear-powered cattle and horses." "Why, do you want to escape from Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou?"

Xu Qingzhou asked with a smile.

"Not really. I've finally managed to take root in a first-tier city, so I have to at least make a name for myself," Guo Ziyang smiled.

This is the common idea of ​​most migrant workers who have left their hometowns.

Xu Qingzhou thought of Guo Ziyang's previous life trajectory and couldn't help asking, "I remember you mentioned starting a business before. Do you have any idea now?"

"Wait a little longer, the competition in the computer field is too fierce"

Guo Ziyang meant that he should work hard with Ding Jiahui first to accumulate some experience. Starting a business now would easily lead to losing all his wife's money.

The two chatted for 20 minutes and talked about each other's recent situation.

Before hanging up the phone, Xu Qingzhou couldn't help but remind him: "Fatty, no matter how busy you are, you still have to pay attention to the balance between work and life."

"I know. I'm hanging up."

11 o'clock in the evening, in a rental house in Kyoto, Xiaguo.

"I left some food for you."

"It's great to have you." Guo Ziyang gave Ding Jiahui a big hug.

"Okay, stop being cheesy."

Ding Jiahui pushed Guo Ziyang away with disdain and urged: "Go take a shower quickly, I'll heat up some food for you."

The rice is still hot and the dishes can be eaten after just a quick microwave.

11: in the morning.

"After eating and drinking, I can finally hug my girlfriend and take a rest." Guo Ziyang relaxed and watched TV while hugging Ding Jiahui.

Kyoto is too competitive. There are 985 universities everywhere and 211 universities are as numerous as dogs. Ordinary undergraduates will be crushed without leaving anything.

Fortunately, he still has some ability and can survive.

"Rongcheng is still more comfortable." Ding Jiahui nestled in Guo Ziyang's arms for a while, then suddenly looked up: "What do you think will happen if we return to Rongcheng?"

Guo Ziyang put away his emotion, shook his head and said: "It's hard to find a good job anywhere now."

"It seems so." Ding Jiahui drooped her head.

Kyoto is a bit expensive, but the salary is okay. Chengdu is the kind that even if Sun Wukong came, you would have to make three hundred phone calls before you could leave.

"You have to work overtime tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I'm trying to catch up on the project." Guo Ziyang rubbed his temples, looked at the girl in his arms, and said, "I'm going to take a break the day after tomorrow, let's go watch a movie. I haven't been to the cinema for a long time."

"Oh, you know, are you sure you won't work overtime the day after tomorrow?"

Ding Jiahui said resentfully.

"I won't add anything even if the sky falls the day after tomorrow!"

"Okay, I'll book the ticket!" Ding Jiahui didn't continue to complain and took out her phone. Guo Ziyang's job seems to be like this, a job for the young, 996 and 007 are the norm.

At this time, Boston.

Xu Qingzhou perfected the economic model in the morning and took out his own experimental data in the afternoon. When Carson sent it to him last night, he just took a quick look at it.

As he expected, 100 W of power produced hydrogen ions energetic enough to break the Sn-O bonds.

One set of data shows that SnO impurities were efficiently reduced from 180% to <3.5% at a low temperature of 1°C while avoiding damage to the graphene substrate.

Overall, the SnO content of the sample has increased from 8.7% in the last experiment to 0.9%, and the performance has improved by 9.7 times, barely catching up with the sample data before the adjustment.

This is the first experiment.

With the adjustment of major parameters, it is only a matter of time before the performance of traditional precursors is crushed.

Everything is getting better and there is steady progress.

After taking a sip of coffee to refresh himself, Xu Qingzhou immersed himself in complicated calculations again.

(End of this chapter)