The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

"Go ahead and ask."

Fu Hua's expression was calm.

Professor Li was afraid that the two would clash, and that his precious student would be criticized by Professor Lü.

He proactively stopped them: "Zhou Ming, let's eat first, and wait..."

"Hey, Lao Li, young people should give and take. Let Zhou Ming finish speaking."

Professor Lü smiled and waved his hand.

Zhou Ming, having received approval, said seriously, "Fu, since you're also from an interdisciplinary background? Perfect timing, I have a question I'd like to ask you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she threw out a dead end involving the intersection of three disciplines.

Using the constraints of biological models to define the boundaries of physical laws.

Then use mathematical logic to lock in the possibilities.

It's clearly a difficult problem designed specifically to challenge geniuses of the same level.

The surroundings fell silent instantly.

This question is so tricky that even someone who is proficient in a particular subject would have difficulty understanding it.

Su Rong was secretly pleased; this kind of question...

Give Fu Hua a few days to research; maybe she can answer the question.

Now...

She suddenly found Zhou Ming quite agreeable.

Zhou Ming only focused on Fu Hua, his eyes carrying a hint of probing and a touch of defiance.

She didn't believe that anyone could truly excel in all three fields.

Fu Hua listened calmly, her expression unchanged.

She didn't even lower her head to think; she spoke softly.

From the underlying logic of biological mechanisms to the constraints and boundaries of physical fields,

Then, just use a few lines of mathematical formulas at random.

Gently dismantle the paradox deliberately set up by the other party.

His speech was steady and clear, with not a single superfluous word.

Every step of the derivation is precisely at the most critical point.

The composure on Zhou Ming's face gradually faded.

Questioning, provocation, surprise, solemnity, and finally, a look of shock in their eyes.

This question was answered by a foreign professor who came to study with her before.

Many professors in China couldn't answer that question.

Unexpectedly, every trap she set was seen through and easily thwarted by the other party.

Only after Fu Hua finished speaking did Zhou Ming slowly open his mouth, his voice less sharp and more complex:

"……you are right."

Several professors at the same table immediately began to praise him.

Zhou Ming looked up in Fu Hua's direction, his gaze revealing a hint of seriousness that was barely perceptible.

Professor Li watched this scene unfold and understood what was going on.

He raised his glass and gestured to Fu Hua.

"Student Fu, I apologize for offending you today. I'm just a straightforward person, so please don't take it to heart."

Fu Hua shook her head.

"Professor Li, you're too kind. Academic debates are normal."

Professor Li laughed and downed his drink in one gulp.

Halfway through the meal, Professor Lü put down his chopsticks and looked at Fu Hua.

"Comrade Xiao Fu, after we finish eating, would you like to sit in the tea room for a while? I have some good tea there."

Fu Hua looked up at him.

Professor Lü smiled and lowered his voice: "There are some things I'd like to discuss with you regarding that project."

Fu Hua nodded.

"it is good."

Lu Tingxiao listened from the side, glanced at Professor Lü, and said nothing.

Su Rong lowered her head, biting her chopsticks, seemingly lost in thought.

Zhou Ming raised his head, his gaze shifting between Fu Hua and Professor Lü before he lowered his head again to continue eating.

After the meal, everyone dispersed.

Su Rong was the first to stand up. She said, "Professor Lü, Professor Li, please enjoy your meal," and then left in a hurry.

Zhou Ming walked slowly, and looked back once he reached the door.

Lu Tingxiao stood up and looked at Fu Hua.

"I'm waiting for you."

Fu Hua shook her head.

"Professor Lu, you go back first. I can manage on my own."

"Okay, then be careful on your way."

Lu Tingxiao looked at her for two seconds, nodded, and turned to leave.

Fu Hua followed Professor Lü toward the tea room.

The corridor fell silent, save for the sound of two people's footsteps.

Professor Lü invited Fu Hua into the tea room and personally went to the cabinet to get tea leaves.

"Sit down, sit anywhere."

He said with a smile as he worked.

"This tea is something I brought back from Hangzhou last year. It's Longjing tea, pre-Qingming tea. I wouldn't normally give it to just anyone."

Fu Hua sat down opposite Professor Lü at the tea table, watching him boil water, warm the cups, add tea leaves, and brew the tea with fluid and graceful movements.

The aroma of tea quickly wafted out, crisp and refreshing, with a hint of bean fragrance.

Professor Lü pushed the first cup in front of her.

"Little Fu, want to try some? This is the best way to cut through the grease after a meal."

Fu Hua picked up her teacup and took a sip.

"How is it?"

Professor Lü looked at her.

"Good tea."

Professor Lü smiled and poured himself a glass.

I casually asked, "What kind of tea do you usually like to drink?"

Osmanthus tea.

Professor Lü paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Osmanthus tea is good; it warms the stomach and has a nice aroma. It's suitable for girls."

As he spoke, he poured Fu Hua another cup.

Fu Hua held her teacup, but didn't rush to drink it.

She looked at Professor Lü and spoke.

"Professor Lü, you can speak frankly."

Professor Lü paused in his actions.

He put down the teapot, leaned back in his chair, looked at Fu Hua, and remained silent for a few seconds.

"Then I won't beat around the bush."

He sat up straight, his gaze intense: "I want you to transfer to Huaqing University."

Fu Hua lowered her eyes in thought, her long eyelashes casting a light shadow, her aura faint.

His fingertips lightly touched his chin, his eyebrows and eyes were calm, and his gaze was clear and focused.

She remained silent for more than ten seconds without saying a word.

Professor Lü waved his hand and continued, "I know you are Lao Yan's student, and what I'm doing is rather unethical, but it's also because I value talent."

He leaned forward, his tone becoming serious.

"In that case, you are still Lao Yan's student, except for the biomedical project, which will be completed at Huaqing."

"If you come, I can get Zhou Ming to work with you. She's also an outstanding student across disciplines. You can be the group leader, and you'll have the final say."

Fu Hua picked up her teacup, took a sip, and didn't reply.

Professor Lü felt a little anxious seeing her reaction, but he remained calm on the surface.

"If you come, I have a way to secure this project for you within a month."

He sounded somewhat urgent, "The best treatment, the most ample funding, manpower if needed, equipment if needed."

He paused, then added, "After the project is finished, you can go back to Peking University and continue being Lao Yan's student. I won't stop you, how about it?"

Fu Hua put down her teacup. "Professor Lü, I appreciate your kindness."

Professor Lü's expression changed.

Fu Hua continued, "I am Professor Yan's student, and that will not change. Where the project is conducted is not important; what matters is whether the project itself can be done well."

Professor Lü opened his mouth as if to say something, but Fu Hua continued speaking.

"You said you could have Zhou Ming cooperate with me and make me the team leader, but Zhou Ming is also vying for this project. She has her own ideas and her own principles. If you ask her to cooperate with me, will she be willing to do so?"

Professor Lü was taken aback.

Fu Hua looked at him, her tone flat.

"You said you could secure the best treatment and the most ample funding within a month."

However, Kyoto University can also strive for these conditions.

The only difference lies in who has the capability to secure the project and who is more willing to invest in it.

Professor Lü's expression gradually changed.

Fu Hua stood up.

"Professor Lü, thank you for the tea."

She said, "We'll compete fairly for the project; whoever does the best will get the job."

She took two steps outside, then stopped and looked back at him.

"in addition……"