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

Chapter 612 I'm Going to Talk Back to You Today

Outside the window, dusk falls, the city lights begin to twinkle, and the orange lights along the shore are reflected in the distant artificial lake. In mid-November, the autumn air is already quite strong, and the nighttime temperature sometimes even drops below zero.

Kyoto's heating is provided from approximately November 15th to March 15th of the following year, but fortunately, the indoor air conditioning keeps the temperature comfortable.

Two young people huddled together, browsing various news items online.

The sanctions imposed by Europe and the United States have caused quite a stir in China, since batteries are closely related to people's lives.

There were even people tagging Xu Qingzhou.

A fan asked, "Xu Shen, aren't you guys doing battery research? Is there any good news?"

"It's difficult. Xu Shen is a latecomer to the field. CATL and BYD are considered to be ahead in the battery field, but they haven't mentioned the progress of their experiments in the past two days, so there's obviously no progress."

"I believe in God Xu!"

"Girl, the Max Planck Institute has achieved an energy density of 404Wh/kg, which is twice that of CATL. Do you believe it will be effective?"

"What if God works a miracle?"

"Then I can eat shit while standing upside down."

"Damn, someone's making this promise again. I didn't believe in God Xu before, but after seeing this vow, I suddenly feel that it's really possible to create a miracle."

"Bro, you're suffering from PTSD. Seriously, I'm a little bit too. Every time someone sets a flag, Xu Shen comes along with a big one every few days."

"I already have 400 million followers."

Xu Qingzhou looked at his Weibo followers and raised an eyebrow. "Teacher Song, your plan to make me a stay-at-home husband may be ruined. Even if I lose my job in the future, I can still make money with these family members."

The term "family members" won't spread among online streamers for another year or two, but Song Yao still understands the general meaning. She said irritably, "Family members, why are you making money off them?"

"Hey, you know what, we make our money from our family members."

Every time Xu Qingzhou heard those live-streaming sellers calling out "family," he felt uncomfortable and found it offensive.

"What kind of twisted logic is that?"

Song Yao swayed a few times, leaned forward, and sat directly in Xu Qingzhou's lap, looking at Weibo with him.

"Let me give my fans a heads-up first. After all, they are my fans, so I should know the news before others and be mentally prepared."

Xu Qingzhou thought for a moment and began editing the message.

Let the bullets fly for a while.

Comments sprang up like mushrooms after rain, reaching 99+ in just a few seconds.

"What the heck, what does Xu Shen mean?"

"To be honest, I smelled a strong stench of sex."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's a sign of showing off." Someone chimed in.

"Does Xu mean that they have made new breakthroughs in the field of batteries? But that's unlikely, since they only started experimenting in September."

"I guess it's some kind of breakthrough from a domestic lab that Xu Shen knew about beforehand, so he gave us a heads-up."

living room.

Song Yao turned 90 degrees around Xu Qingzhou, put her feet down on the floor instead of on the sofa, leaned against Xu Qingzhou's chest, and looked at the comments that popped up with schadenfreude: "Look at the terrible image you have in the eyes of your fans."

"Hitting is a sign of affection, scolding is a sign of love; this is how my fans show their love for me."

Xu Qingzhou scrolled through her phone, finding the comments section quite interesting, and said, "Xiao Song, I want to eat an apple."

"Professor Xu knows how to enjoy himself." Song Yao squinted and pinched Xu Qingzhou's cheeks with both hands.

Xu Qingzhou said helplessly, "My hand just touched your foot."

"You actually find it unacceptable."

Song Yao seemed somewhat surprised.

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Xu Qingzhou was even more surprised: "Shouldn't I be allowed to look down on it?"

"Didn't you want to...suck my feet?" Song Yao's cheeks flushed slightly. "Slander!"

"You clearly have it, and you even said you like washing your feet several times. If I hadn't threatened to kick you," Song Yao muttered, but as she said this, she had already picked up a piece of apple and put it to Xu Qingzhou's mouth.

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Xu Qingzhou pretended to be dead and didn't answer, but subconsciously glanced at the fair and tender feet.

Song Yao also noticed the strange look in this guy's eyes, and stuffed her feet into the slippers.

"Well, everyone seems a bit pessimistic."

Xu Qingzhou changed the subject.

"Because of ingrained thinking, people think that China is no good. The main reason is that China is at a disadvantage in international public opinion, while Europe and the United States control the discourse."

Song Yao leaned back and pressed herself against Xu Qingzhou's chest; it was very comfortable sitting like that.

Xu Qingzhou remained noncommittal, handing his phone to Song Yao so she could open it, and sighed, "But some people are right, there's still a long way to go in manufacturing domestic equipment."

After reading Xu Qingzhou's Weibo, Song Yao said in a deep voice after hearing his sentiments: "The incremental nature of high-precision manufacturing stems from the incompressible time required for technological accumulation. For example, normally, there is a 20-year cycle for cultivating physical talents. In addition, the innovation discount rate will increase marginally, and the cost of transforming from scale expansion to quality growth will increase, making upgrading difficult."

"Yes, that's what you call professional."

Xu Qingzhou was speechless. Ordinary people cannot theoretically upgrade their individual experiences, but professionals like Song Yao can see the economic laws at a glance.

The development of the manufacturing industry needs to be gradual. There's a saying that's been circulating online that even if we gave China the complete set of blueprints for a lithography machine, we still wouldn't be able to build it.

This is not an exaggeration to some extent.

Leaving aside core technologies, most of the precision components of lithography machines are already controlled by European and American companies.

For example, the mass production of 7-nanometer chips requires the error tolerances of lithography machines, photoresists, and EDA software to converge to the atomic scale. Any step in this process will trigger the "weakest link" effect.

"Technology has developed rapidly in recent years, changing almost every year. I believe that day is not far away."

Xu Qingzhou couldn't help but adjust his posture. When Song Yao sat on him, she always liked to rub against him, whether intentionally or unintentionally, he didn't know.

Does this girl have no idea how charming she is?

"Stop flattering."

Song Yao pouted, and Xu Qingzhou sniffed her neck again, the hot breath on her skin making her feel weak all over.

She pushed Xu Qingzhou away, and then sat down again, which caused a problem.

"I'm going to take a shower."

"Oh."

Song Yao, still in her slippers, became wary when she saw Xu Qingzhou get up with her. "You want to hurt me?"

"Take a shower."

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"Then you go ahead, I'll sit for a while longer."

Song Yao said.

Taking a bath with this guy would definitely be exhausting.

But...it's so exciting!

Although I was somewhat tempted, seeing his perverted look made me not want to let him succeed.

Then she saw someone sit down with a smug look on their face, as if to say, "I won't move unless the enemy moves."

Song Yao, her face sour, grabbed her pajamas and crawled into the bathroom. Before going in, she clenched her fist and threatened, "You're dead if you dare come in."

Xu Qingzhou quickly took off his clothes and headed towards the bathroom naked.

I'm going to talk back to you again today.

"Xu Qingzhou!"

(End of this chapter)