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

Chapter 630 The Life of an Old Married Couple After Their Passion Has Fizzled Out
October 12, 4pm.

"Aren't you going to sleep yet?" Song Yao walked in wearing slippers, looked at the young man hunched over his desk, and sat down on the sofa.

"Old Zheng has sent over the latest experimental data."

Xu Qingzhou stared at the screen and said without looking up.

Test parameters:
Current density: 1C (corresponding to 1.5 mA/cm).

Temperature: 25℃ constant temperature.

Sulfur loading: 8 mg/cm³.

Electrolyte: 1M LiTFSI/DOL-DME + 1% LiNO.

"How's the data?"

"There have been breakthroughs, but we are still far from completely solving the shuttle effect."

Xu Qingzhou sighed helplessly. Physically, the pore size of phosphorus-modified carbon nanotubes effectively traps long-chain polysulfides, while chemically adsorbing them allows phosphorus active sites (-PO groups) to form Lewis acid-base bonds with LiPSs. Experiments have shown that this can effectively suppress the shuttle effect.

Xu Qingzhou thought about it and decided to read some papers first to see if he could come up with any novel ideas.

Song Yao hummed in agreement, rested her chin on her hand, and looked out the window.

Outside the glass, petals fell from the night sky, drawing thin streaks in the twilight.

The first snow finally arrived. In the evening, the whole family was having dinner when large, fluffy snowflakes began to fall from the sky, turning the whole world into a vast expanse of white—a truly magnificent sight.

Six people sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window watching the snow, chatting, and then watching a football match.

However, Lao Song and his team had a 9 a.m. flight tomorrow, so they didn't stay up all night and went to sleep at 11 p.m.

Song yawned boredly, looked at the serious young man, and when he didn't react, he shifted his position and put his feet into Xu Qingzhou's arms.

Strangely enough, although she was afraid of the cold, she liked winter very much.

Perhaps, the colder it is outside, the warmer Xu Qingzhou's embrace seems.

Have you washed your feet?

Xu Qingzhou glanced at the toes being shoved towards him. Song, the school beauty, had incredibly long, fair legs that were absolutely gorgeous, and her feet could also be described as jade-like, with no dead skin on the soles, a delicate pinkish-red.

"Can't you smell it yourself?"

"Let me smell it."

"you dare!"

Song Yao was furious and started nagging: "He used to want to touch me even when he was being beaten, and he even wanted to eat me. Now that he's offering me food, he's complaining. Ha, men."

“I can eat now.” Xu Qingzhou pretended to lower his head and licked his lips.

"You're going to die!"

Song Yao was so frightened that she almost kicked the man.

Xu Qingzhou held his foot with one hand and scrolled through the mouse with the other, looking at a paper he had just found about phosphorus-modified carbon nanotubes.

Unfortunately, there are not many papers on this topic, and most of them only mention the theoretical potential of phosphorus-modified carbon nanotubes as host materials, without going into the actual experimental stage.

Currently, research has focused on solid-state batteries, and verification of lithium-sulfur batteries is quite rare.

It offers virtually no useful lessons.

Xu Qingzhou sighed, closed the few papers he had just found, and turned around to see Song Yao staring blankly at him.

He said, "If you're sleepy, go to sleep first."

"I'll wait for you."

Song Yao's eyes sparkled, and she moved her foot on Xu Qingzhou's leg.

As the girl moved, Xu Qingzhou raised an eyebrow, suspecting that she was doing it on purpose, but she had an innocent expression on her face.

"I want to look at the documents a little longer."

Come on, let's see who can hold out the longest.

Xu Qingzhou pulled out the data he hadn't finished looking at earlier.

Song Yao leaned back on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling, her feet occasionally twitching.

half an hour.

Song Yao gazed at Xu Qingzhou and said softly, "Doesn't our life resemble that of an old married couple after their passion has faded?"

"?"

Song Yao swayed a few times, then sat down on Xu Qingzhou's lap and took a deep breath. "It's just... you can't do it anymore."

"go to bed!"

bedroom.

The two young people had already lain down. Song Yao nestled happily in Xu Qingzhou's arms, even taking a couple of deep breaths before saying contentedly, "Okay, let's go to sleep."

When it snows, that's how it should be.

Xu Qingzhou squinted, suspecting that this girl was having a lung attack.

Song, the school beauty, can fall asleep now, but he can't.

He gently brushed the stray hairs from the girl's forehead. "Teacher Song, are you seducing me?"

"I didn't."

Song Yao pouted, and Xu Qingzhou's warm breath on her ear gave her goosebumps.

She just wanted to sleep while holding Xu Qingzhou.

Xu Qingzhou's hand slowly slipped under the hem of Song Xiaohua's pajamas, but Song Yao pressed it down, saying, "Go to sleep."

Sleep? Oh, sleeping is impossible!

Xu Qingzhou turned the girl's face towards him and lowered his head to kiss her.

A good ten seconds or so passed.

"hu~hu~"

"Xu Qingzhou~ Mom and Dad are here."

Song Yao felt a little dizzy.

"What are you afraid of? Didn't you say the room is very soundproof?"

"No, oh no~"

the next morning.

Because Xu Qingzhou had classes at Peking University, Song Yao had to drive her parents to the airport.

Watching the white Wrangler disappear around the corner, Xu Qingzhou shook his head helplessly, turned around and went back to the villa. It was only 6:30 in the morning, and it wasn't even dawn yet.

He didn't plan to take a nap; instead, he went straight into his study to continue reviewing the documents from the previous night.

For the abnormal capacity decay of lithium-sulfur batteries, variance analysis and regression model optimization were performed. For the sudden increase in impedance of the steel slag-doped cathode, t-check and error propagation analysis were performed.

Other tests include chi-square test and confidence interval assessment, process capability index calculation, etc.

Daxing Airport.

Wang Xiaping held Song Yao's hand and instructed, "Xiao Yao, drive slowly on the way back. The roads are slippery because of the snow."

Since she was going to the company soon, Song Yao dressed more business-like today, wearing a brown wool coat over a black shirt and trousers.

"Thank you, Aunt Wang, I understand."

"The non-slip shoes are already in your bags. Message me and Xu Qingzhou when they arrive."

The Northeast is not like Chengdu; it's covered in ice everywhere.

“Okay, we’ll take care of ourselves. Xiaoyao is getting more and more thoughtful.”

With a heavy heart, Song Yao watched as Song Shisong and the others disappeared through the boarding gate. She turned around, realizing she had been spending the last two days with her parents and had fallen behind on her work.

Airport waiting area.

Zhang Junli flipped through the group photos taken in the past two days, and when she saw one of them where Song Yao was pinching Xu Qingzhou's cheek, she laughed, "This girl, she just knows how to bully Qingzhou."

“My son is such a rascal, always so irresponsible. We feel much more at ease with Xiaoyao keeping an eye on him,” Wang Xiaping said from the side.

"In the blink of an eye, they've all grown up and are now in charge of dozens of people."

Zhang Junli seemed to realize something.

The two young people seemed like they had just graduated from high school yesterday.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaping couldn't help but sigh.

Separation is sometimes an unavoidable norm, and the two-day family reunion has come to an end.

At 9:30 a.m., four middle-aged men boarded a plane bound for Harbin. Song Yao drove a white SUV toward Zero Point Technology, while Xu Qingzhou stood in front of the lecture hall, lecturing to the students sitting below on "Modern Hanging Valley Conjecture".
(End of this chapter)