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

Chapter 636 The Legendary Story of a Soft Rice Eater
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Kong Xianbo silently downed another glass. Damn, this guy's a professor now, and he's still the same as before.

"It still has to be Brother Zhou," Zhai Ziqiang couldn't help but say.

“I knew it. I still have a lot to learn when it comes to showing off,” Xu Zhengyang nodded in agreement.

"Stop talking nonsense, come on, we haven't eaten together for months."

Kong Xianbo picked up his wine glass.

The four of them clinked their glasses.

"Wow, Old Xu has started eating. Come on, come on, pick up your chopsticks, I'm starving."

"I only ate a piece of bread for lunch!"

After taking a sip, everyone focused their attention on the meat in the copper pot.

"Old Kong, you haven't shown up in the group for half a month. Did you get caught while washing your feet?" After taking a few bites, Xu Zhengyang looked at Kong Xianbo.

I hadn't seen him for a few months, and he had lost a lot of weight, but his eyes were still as bright and alert as ever.

"roll roll roll."

Kong Xianbo rolled his eyes. "I was rushing to finish my thesis. I published an SCI paper recently and submitted it a few days ago."

Zhai Ziqiang regained his composure, noticing that Kong Xianbo's expression was a bit off.

"Oh? That's impressive, what did you vote for?"

Xu Zhengyang asked curiously.

A thesis is one of the important standards for a graduate student's academic level. In the context of fantasy novels, it's equivalent to proving the strength of one's external fighting spirit.

"The impact factor is not particularly high either."

Kong Xianbo smiled modestly.

Xu Qingzhou took a sip of wine. Looking at Kong Xianbo, he felt that the other party was up to no good. Across from him, Kong Xianbo added four words shyly and embarrassedly: "Acta Mathematica Sinica".

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"Damn, you've got a big mouth."

Xu Zhengyang's face darkened.

Zhai Ziqiang looked at Xu Zhengyang and said with emotion, "Brother Yang, after all these years, you're the only one who hasn't changed much."

"Yes, Lao Xu, you still give me face as always."

Kong Xianbo raised his cup to Xu Zhengyang.

"Where's Lao Xu? He hasn't been active in the group chat at all. Is he busy having babies?"

"Damn it, you guys found out?!"

Xu Zhengyang looked shocked.

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Xu Qingzhou and the other two froze, staring at him silently.

"No way, you guys actually believed that? Do you think I'm that kind of person?!"

"Yes."

Zhai Ziqiang and Xu Zhengyang are quite disciplined. After a year and a half of practice, they have participated in many projects and are working as nuclear-powered oxen and horses according to their mentor's instructions.

I'll just get through my second year of graduate school first, and then I'll consider pursuing a PhD in my third year.

Kong Xianbo asked, "Old Xu, what's going on over there? I only went into seclusion for half a month, and you've already taken off?"

"We've only achieved a little bit of success."

Xu Qingzhou took a sip of wine and said, "We will continue to advance in the battery field, and next we plan to invest some money to start a pilot project for controlled nuclear fusion."

"Controlled nuclear fusion."

Xu Zhengyang and the others suddenly realized something.

Well, although I've heard of this thing before, it's mostly from textbooks or the internet. Or rather, it's too mysterious, and subconsciously everyone feels it's something very distant.

"This must have cost a lot of money," Xu Zhengyang said, stroking his chin.

"Not much, not much, only seven or eight hundred million at the moment."

Xu Qingzhou smiled and raised his glass to clink with the guy's.

Old Xu, you're giving me face.

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"Brother Yang, I toast you."

"Old Xu, I also want to toast you."

Zhai Ziqiang and Kong Xianbo also raised their glasses. This guy really hasn't changed. We can show off, and you deserve half the credit.

When everyone gets together, the conversation is mostly about classmates, teachers, and projects. After getting a little tipsy, they vent and complain about the bizarre things they've encountered. After a while, there's a commotion outside the curtain of the private room, apparently from a group of guys having dinner together.

The boss asked, "Would you like a drink?"

"Drink up, boss, two cases of beer first, we'll get more if that's not enough."

Inside the private room, several senior students glanced at the bottles of beer under the table and fell silent.

"Young people are just so hot-blooded."

Xu Zhengyang shook his head.

"Exactly, when you're out, the most important thing is to eat lots of meat. As for drinking, just make sure it's enough."

Gradually, they didn't drink much alcohol, but they ate plenty of food. Six pounds of mutton and some side dishes were completely devoured.

Finally, the four of them, their bellies bulging, slowly walked out of the restaurant.

Full of wine and food.

Zhai Ziqiang and Xu Zhengyang returned to Peking University, while Xu Qingzhou and Kong Xianbo took a taxi back to their own place.

"gone."

Xu Qingzhou waved and got into the ride-hailing car he had called.

The driver glanced at Xu Qingzhou's face in the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "Young man, you look familiar."

"It's a common trait of handsome people."

Xu Qingzhou looked out the car window as the brightly lit streets receded into the distance, and groups of young men and women walked together, their faces beaming with youthful smiles.

Hearing Xu Qingzhou's joke, the driver, knowing his passenger was not reserved, chatted happily: "You don't look very old, are you a student at Peking University?"

"I've already graduated from Kyoto University."

"You've graduated! You're so young! That guy from your school, Xu Qingzhou, is quite famous lately. He even started a research institute. He's really bringing honor to our country."

Xu Qingzhou smiled and said, "The launch of a product is inseparable from the efforts of the team."

"Haha, as expected of a top student from Peking University, you speak with such eloquence."

The driver smiled and complimented him, then, glancing at the destination on his phone, started a new conversation, "Xishan No. 1 Courtyard, wow, the houses here aren't cheap."

"It is a bit expensive."

"It'll probably cost a few tens of millions."

"I don't know, my wife gave me the money."

"what?"

"Being kept by a sugar daddy. Finding a good wife can save you decades of detours in life."

Xu Qingzhou sighed with emotion.

That makes sense, really. He died suddenly in his past life, but look at him now, he's in great health. At least half of that is thanks to Song Xiaohua.

"You're keeping a sugar daddy?"

"Yeah, bro. Don't those rich young women just like handsome, masculine men like me?"

The driver was speechless.

Although this kid is thick-skinned, to be fair, he is actually quite good-looking.

Sitting there was boring, so Xu Qingzhou continued, "My wife's biggest wish is to completely support me. She goes out to work and I stay home to be a man who does laundry, cooks, and takes care of the kids. But I'm a man, a real man, a hot-blooded man. I can't always be a kept man."

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The driver was now speechless.

Is this what they call being a kept man?

"Bro, that's awesome."

After struggling for a while, the driver finally managed to say just these few words.

Xishan No. 1 Courtyard is located on the north side of the medicinal botanical garden on Yuanmingyuan West Road, just a ten-minute drive away.

The driver opened the window, looked at Xu Qingzhou's back, then at the lights of the villa behind him, and shook his head with some admiration.

This bowl of rice isn't something just anyone can eat.

"Professor Xu."

"good evening."

The young man greeted the security guard, then his figure disappeared into the twilight of the residential area.

"Wait, what did that security guard call him? Professor Xu? That name sounds familiar."

The driver was holding his phone.

"Fuck!"

(End of this chapter)