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

Even with [Perception: 0.2], it doesn't seem to have improved Wang Dong's ability to sense emotions.

Shangguan Sihan's almost tangible killing intent had transformed into a knife pressed against his neck, yet he seemed to feel nothing at all.

This made Gong Zhan, who was standing to the side feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, worry for his good brother.

What was thought to be an imminent major battle turned into a sudden calm and clearing up.

Shangguan Sihan immediately withdrew all her killing intent and returned to her usual mischievous self.

A smile returned to her face.

Wang Dong was completely unaware of the entire emotional shift; he only noticed that Shangguan Sihan stared at him for a long time before finally smiling.

Strange, why is everyone staring at my face today?

Am I really that much different from usual just because I shaved my beard?

Seeing his good brother acting like a fool, Gong Zhan didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

"As expected, this is the real Wang Dong..."

Shangguan Sihan said something that left the two of them scratching their heads, then simply said goodbye and left.

The two brothers were left bewildered in the wind.

"Dongzi, when did you get involved with this woman?"

"Huh? Did I make her angry? I didn't do anything."

Gong Zhan rolled his eyes at his brother, who looked glamorous but was actually just a block of wood.

Why is this guy more popular with girls than me?

Is it just because she's prettier than me?

At Yenching University, club recruitment is one of the few major events each year, lasting for two full days.

As the sun set, Su Yuran briefly greeted her fellow club members and left without staying to clean up the battlefield with the others.

Normally, she would be the last one to stay, but today she really had something important to do.

She had to catch an evening flight, first flying to Shanghai's Hongqiao Airport, and then taking the high-speed rail to Suzhou.

Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Every year at this time, I go to my maternal grandparents' house in Suzhou to make up for my mother's guilt for not being able to come home for the Spring Festival.

As for why not fly directly to Suzhou, it's because Suzhou doesn't have an airport.

It is utterly incomprehensible that a city with an economy comparable to that of a provincial capital does not have its own airport.

However, reality is often just that magical.

Su Yuran had packed her luggage earlier today, so she was fully prepared to leave soon after returning to her dormitory.

However, instead of heading towards the school gate, she went straight to the School of Information Science and Technology with her luggage.

In an office on the third floor of the School of Information Science and Technology, a well-dressed young woman symbolically knocked on the door and then went straight in.

Faced with such behavior that was inconsistent with the image of Peking University, the faculty and students standing by tacitly chose to turn a blind eye.

This isn't the first time; anyone with eyes can see that the girl's background is not simple.

Even the offices of academicians are open to anyone who wants to enter.

Inside his office, Du Fan was intently flipping through the latest issue of Nature Machine Intelligence. Although it was only a subsidiary journal of Nature, it was classified as a top-tier journal in the Chinese Academy of Sciences' category, which speaks volumes about its prestige.

Even after becoming an academician of the Chinese Academy of Engineering, Du Fan has never slacked off in his academic research. After all, for people in the academic community, only academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences can be considered true academic masters, and he still has to work even harder.

The peaceful silence was broken by a knock on the door, followed by the entry of an uninvited guest.

Du Fan had actually anticipated this situation.

After all, judging by the time, it's about time to set off.

"You're here, Ranran. Sit on the sofa for a while, and we'll set off after your uncle finishes reading this paper."

Su Yuran nodded and sat down on the sofa where guests were being received.

"This sofa is way too hard. As an academician, you're using this to entertain guests?"

Du Fan had absolutely no temper with his niece, Su Yuran.

After all, he is his own sister's child.

The younger brother, who was born to his older sister, thought he would be free once his sister got married. However, not long after, the Demon Orb was born.

I became "Dehua" taking care of the children, and looking back now, it was all blood and tears.

Du Fan shook his head helplessly. "My dear lady, please bear with it for a little while."

"All the funds should be invested in research; we're lucky to have a sofa to sit on."

After he finished speaking, he refocused his attention on the documents on the screen.

Seeing her uncle get back to work, Su Yuran wisely kept quiet.

After jotting down a few good ideas in his notebook, Du Fan turned off his computer and started packing.

Although he only looked at the cover and editor's picks in this issue of NMI, it was enough for him.

He only had two or three articles in the entire journal worth reading personally; the rest could be left to his students to read their reports.

While packing, Du Fan remembered the time Su Yuran had asked him for help.

"By the way, Ranran, I've made some progress on the person you were looking for last time."

"Really? You truly are my dearest uncle!"

Du Fan smiled helplessly. This little girl would only treat him a little better when she needed his help.

"Didn't you want to find a teammate from another college? How about someone from Yuanpei College?"

As a relative of an academician, coupled with her own interests and talents, Su Yuran naturally chose a major related to information science when she applied for university.

This year's "East Asia Smart Cup" is very attractive to their profession, as both the practical experience and the advantages of winning the award are very appealing.

Su Yuran naturally chose to participate, but she didn't expect that the competition would require teams to be formed across different majors, which put her in a difficult position.

In such international competitions, every member of the team is crucial, especially in the field of artificial intelligence, where it is essential to have relevant knowledge.

However, such a person was not in Su Yuran's social circle, so she asked her academician uncle for help, hoping that he could recommend a non-professional who understood artificial intelligence.

"Of course! Uncle, which of Yuanpei's great scholars are you going to recommend to me?"

Su Yuran subconsciously thought that Du Fan would introduce her to those well-known academic giants from Yuanpei Academy. In fact, she had considered this option, but she didn't know any of them in her social circle.

As expected, my uncle is more reliable in times like these.

Not long after, Su Yuran withdrew her comment.

She only felt that Du Fan's words were very unreliable.

"Not some kind of genius, just a freshman, but he does have a deep understanding of artificial intelligence..."

A freshman? How deep can a person's understanding be, even if they've only been in college for a short time?

Su Yuran glared angrily at her uncle. How could he be so irresponsible? She had trusted him so much...

Seeing this, Du Fan quickly explained, "Don't be so quick to deny it. You'll know once you get to know him. All I have is his email address. You can ask him what he's thinking..."

"Oh, by the way, this student's name is Wang Dong."