I'm a scientist, why can't I have faith?

Su Yuran is tall and slender, wearing a light gray turtleneck sweater paired with dark gray straight-leg trousers, and her hair is loosely tied into a ponytail.

Although the new semester has just begun, she has already become a regular at the library.

This is a habit she developed a long time ago; as long as she's not too busy, she spends some time in the library every day.

Even if it's not for studying, reading books that interest you is good.

At Yenching University, a lack of effort can lead to a sense of decadence.

In this environment, Su Yuran naturally developed a habit of self-discipline.

Moreover, it's not entirely without benefits; at least in terms of grades each semester, there are visible improvements.

Moreover, things in the library aren't always boring.

Just like today.

Su Yuran was holding a dark red student ID card and standing in front of a handsome young man.

The boy had delicate features and wore a clean black jacket. He sat quietly in the corner, appearing extremely reserved.

He was momentarily stunned by Su Yuran, this unexpected guest.

This person was Wang Dong.

He initially thought he had done something he shouldn't have done in the library, which had angered the staff and caused them to confront him.

However, when he saw the red card, he subconsciously touched his pocket and instantly knew the other party's intentions.

"Excuse me, is this your student ID?"

Su Yuran moved closer to Wang Dong and spoke in an extremely gentle tone so as not to disturb the other students who were studying.

"Oh, it's mine. Thank you so much, senior."

Su Yuran nodded, returned the card to its owner, and left in a cheerful mood.

After all, who wouldn't be happy to see an attractive guy? Especially since this is in the library of Yenching University.

No personal attack intended, but many top science students do indeed have an unkempt appearance, even many well-known scientists, let alone students who are still seeking knowledge.

As for Su Yuran, a frequent visitor to the library, she wondered if there was something wrong with the spot she chose. Before today, she had hardly seen any good-looking guys in the library, but there were many stereotypical science geniuses.

No need to pay attention to her hairline, you can tell she's a science genius just by looking at her face, no wonder her eyes lit up when she saw Wang Dong.

However, these girls' little thoughts are not apparent from their appearance.

Su Yuran's face remained expressionless throughout, but she inwardly marveled at her good luck.

The handsome guy I randomly met on the high-speed rail turned out to be my junior from school. Should I turn around now and ask for his contact information?

Never mind, I'm a girl, I should be more reserved.

Anyway, I noted down his name and college. I couldn't tell that he was from Yuanpei College. You really can't judge a book by its cover.

The old trope of returning lost property to its owner is a common sight, even in libraries.

However, Gong Zhan, who was secretly observing from the sidelines, saw things differently.

Due to the distance and perspective, it was a completely different story in his eyes.

The elegant and beautiful senior student took the initiative to walk up to Wang Dong, bent down and whispered something to him that was hard to decipher.

Then the senior student handed Wang Dong a card and left with a satisfied expression.

What kind of plot is this?

Even in a novel, it would be considered somewhat of a science fiction concept.

I know Wang Dong is slightly better looking than me, but the difference in reality shouldn't be that big, right?

And is that a legitimate card?

Although this is Yenching University Library, such a thing is not impossible.

Gong Zhan was well aware of these tricks targeting college students, and he was very experienced in them.

As for why he is experienced, don't worry about that.

As a good brother, I have an obligation to help him face reality.

Gong Zhan no longer cared about hiding himself and strode towards Wang Dong.

"Dongzi, did a stranger slip you a card just now? These days, boys need to learn to protect themselves. Take it out and let me check it out for you..."

Suddenly, another person appeared opposite him. As soon as he sat down, he started muttering incoherently, which really startled Wang Dong.

"What are you thinking? That's my student ID card that my senior found for me..."

Wang Dong quickly interrupted Gong Zhan's spellcasting.

"Forehead..."

Gong Zhan's mind went blank for a moment, mainly because he hadn't expected such a cliché plot.

"Wait, why are you in the library? Did you appear as soon as your senior left?"

"You're following me?"

"Forehead..."

That's a bit awkward, isn't it?

The offensive and defensive strategies have switched, and now it's Gong Zhan's turn to be on the defensive.

As expected, there are consequences for self-destructing trucks.

Gong Zhan pondered for a moment, and it seemed that now that things had come to this, that was the only way.

"It's just a coincidence, don't delve into it. Just know that I was genuinely worried about you, brother..."

"It's getting late, time to go eat. Come on, it's on me today, bro..."

A combination of evasive tactics and distraction successfully convinced Wang Dong to give up pursuing the matter of Gong Zhan following him.

Instead of going to the farm canteen today, I chose Shaoyuan Western Restaurant.

Since someone was treating, of course, he had to eat something good, and Gong Zhan was forced to spend a lot of money on food for a while.

Although the two items together cost only two hundred yuan, it is still a considerable expense for college students.

After all, 200 yuan for a shared meal can feed two people for a week.

After the meal, Wang Dong did not choose to continue studying at the library; he hadn't reached that level of madness.

He had classes to attend in the afternoon, so he planned to go back to his dorm for a nap.

At this moment, Qiu Zhe was the only one in dormitory 423 of building 35, eating braised pork rice that he had packed from the cafeteria while looking at his laptop screen.

"What are you looking at, Qiu Zi? You're so engrossed!"

Gong Zhan leaped up and landed behind Qiu Zhe, while Wang Dong curiously peeked at the screen.

A pristine white launch vehicle stands quietly on the launch pad.

"A new Long March rocket is launching today, and it's being broadcast live."

Qiu Zhe took off his headphones and switched to speakerphone, just as the launch commander was preparing for the countdown.

"3, 2, 1, ignition, takeoff!"

With a command from Commander No. 01, the new generation Long March manned carrier rocket slowly flew out of the atmosphere and successfully took off.

Not only on this small computer screen in dormitory 423, but tens of thousands of people across the country are watching this live broadcast at the same time.

At the Jiuquan Launch Command Center, Su Tiangong just sat at the command post and witnessed the entire launch process.

As the deputy chief designer, he is responsible for observing the overall condition of the rocket. If the situation is not right, he has the technical veto power to directly suspend the launch mission.

Fortunately, nothing went wrong.

In fact, in the past few years, Daxia's space program has almost never encountered any problems during launches, which is inseparable from its rigorous scientific attitude.

The successful launch of the Long March series, which he was in charge of, also signifies the successful completion of Su Tiangong's mission.

He can now fully dedicate himself to that plan.