If I ask you to set up a stall, why do you always run to deserted places?

Inside the study of a villa.

Su Wanqing's fingers mechanically tapped on the keyboard.

The computer screen displays a dense array of experimental data.

She's now stuck on one of the lines.

This experiment has been going on for almost two months.

It's not some earth-shattering project, but rather a small research project in the field of molecular materials.

This study investigates the self-assembly behavior of a novel organic ligand at different pH values.

In layman's terms, it means conducting several control experiments, writing the results in a report, and that's it.

If it were the graduate students in the group who did it, they would have done it.

The results were expected in a week or two, but she's stuck here.

feeling bad.

Su Wanqing rubbed her sore eyes and took off her glasses, placing them on the table.

"I'm getting old."

She realized that she was really starting to get old lately.

In the past, if I stayed up all night, I could just go about my business the next day.

I'm only working overtime until 11 PM now, and my eyes are so dry I can barely keep them open.

The experiment didn't fail to produce any results; rather, she couldn't understand the results that did come out.

The most crucial DF-7 group of samples.

Under neutral conditions of pH 7.4, it should self-assemble into a regular prismatic network.

But now.

Her sample actually assembled into a clump of amorphous flocculent material!

It looks like a pile of poop!

"That shouldn't be the case!"

Su Wanqing flipped through the experiment logbook again.

This is clearly a classic structure that she has seen dozens of times in foreign journals.

Logically speaking, one could recite the parameters above even with their eyes closed.

Why is this happening today?

She confirmed it.

I didn't get the concentration wrong, nor did I get the type of solvent wrong.

Every step of the operation was strictly performed in accordance with the protocol.

"Is it haunted again late at night?"

Su Wanqing was completely baffled.

"Why can foreigners do it using the same method?"

"But when it comes to yourself, you can't do it?"

"....."

"Click".

Lin Yue quietly opened the door, carrying an insulated bag.

"Mom, I'm home."

"You're back?"

Su Wanqing looked up and called out:

"I left you some late-night snack in the pot, just heat it up yourself."

"I'm not hungry, I brought you some food."

"What?"

"I brought back some food from the cafeteria."

Lin Yue poked half her head in, "It's really delicious, Mom, have some."

"Why did you bring this for me? Mom has already eaten!"

Su Wanqing shook her head helplessly.

"Go wash up first, you have class tomorrow."

Lin Yue glanced at the notebook spread out on the table.

"Mom, you've had another experiment that you haven't finished?"

"Sigh, it's still a little short."

Su Wanqing closed the notebook.

"Then why don't you eat this first?"

Lin Yue placed the insulated bag on the desk.

"It's made by Chef Su, it's incredibly delicious, heat it up and try it."

"What 'Master Su'?"

Su Wanqing frowned.

"It's that Master Su I told you about last time."

Lin Yue loosened the seal on the insulated bag, and a rich aroma wafted out.

"Didn't I tell you? His cooking is exceptionally delicious."

"And it'll make you smarter after you eat it!"

"I queued for ages to finally get my hands on it."

"Wait, what did you say?"

Su Wanqing almost thought she had misheard, and her voice immediately turned cold.

"I said his cooking is especially delicious!"

Lin Yue blinked.

No, the sentence after that.

"Eating this will make you smarter!"

Lin Yue sounded quite smug.

"I ate a lot at noon today."

"Then in the afternoon, I solved a really difficult derivative problem. Isn't that amazing?"

"Mom, you have no idea, I never knew how to do these kinds of questions before, but I managed to write them all out!"

"Lin Yue".

Su Wanqing's lips twitched as she listened, and she couldn't help but rub her forehead.

"The college entrance exam is just a few days away, don't listen to those random marketing accounts spreading nonsense!"

What foods can make you smarter?

Aren't those all just lies to fool children?

Lin Yue actually believed such a thing?

Will I be able to get into university?

Su Wanqing said speechlessly.

"Your most important thing right now is to stay calm and focused, not to think about anything unethical or unethical!"

"Mom, I'm telling the truth!"

Lin Yue was getting anxious.

"Okay, okay, really, just leave it there, then go wash up and go to bed."

"mom."

Seeing her perfunctory attitude, Lin Yue originally wanted to argue a bit.

But then I thought about it again and swallowed it.

Her mother has always been like this.

I only believe in science.

I've always scoffed at all this nonsense.

"Okay, okay, remember to eat!"

The study door closed again.

Su Wanqing sighed and shook her head.

"What is all this nonsense?"

She reopened the notebook and stared at the DF-7 data for a long time.

I still have no ideas in my mind.

Su Wanqing found herself in an exceptionally bad state today.

"Maybe we should just put it on hold for now."

Su Wanqing closed her laptop and planned to rest her eyes for a while.

But at this moment...

A faint fragrance wafted over, even clearer than before.

Su Wanqing sniffed.

"It smells so good?"

She turned her head and looked over.

His expression was one of helplessness.

Really!

She was doing research when her daughter brought her such a delicious meal.

Isn't this harmful?!

Su Wanqing opened the plastic bag.

"This girl is wasting money again."

He muttered those words aloud.

But their bodies betrayed them by taking all the food out of the container.

I've been working for so long.

Su Wanqing was actually a little hungry.

She carried the lunchbox into the kitchen, preparing to put the food from the bag into the microwave.

"Oh?"

"It's actually a tomato and beef brisket rice bowl?"

Su Wanqing was taken aback, then looked at it curiously.

Don't tell.

This is quite a lot.

The rice was packed tightly, and several pieces of tender beef were piled on top.

Su Wanqing was somewhat surprised.

Did her daughter really get this from the cafeteria?

As far as she knows.

Aren't all school cafeterias nowadays filled with Parkinson's patients?

When did you become so generous with the meat?

Tsk.

Do not understand.

Su Wanqing put the food into the microwave.

A few minutes later.

"OK."

Su Wanqing brought out the bowl.

The scalding steam hit my face, and the sweet and sour aroma of the soup filled my nostrils.

Su Wanqing almost fainted from the fragrance.

She carried her bowl to the dining table and sat down.

"It smells so good!"

I scooped up a spoonful and put it in my mouth.

Su Wanqing didn't take it seriously at first, but the moment the beef entered her mouth...

"Um?"

Su Wanqing was stunned for a moment.

This feeling is hard to describe.

The moment the teeth closed, the beef fell apart.

It was so soft and mushy that it was almost rotten.

It felt like it melted on my tongue.

Su Wanqing glanced at the rice in her bowl in surprise.

"Is this really the quality a cafeteria can produce?"

The rice was very soft and sticky, and it was very satisfying to take a bite.

Su Wanqing unconsciously sped up.

One spoonful after another.

She didn't even notice that her lips were covered in soup.

He drank every last drop of soup, even the last drop at the bottom of the bowl.

Su Wanqing finally let out a long sigh of relief.

My stomach feels warm.

It was very fulfilling.

I felt all my fatigue washed away.

and.

Su Wanqing suddenly felt that her mind was exceptionally light.

"This meal is so nutritious!"

Su Wanqing sighed deeply.

She has now overcome hunger and returned to being herself.

After quickly washing the bowl.

Su Wanqing stood up as if possessed, then went back to her study and turned on her computer again.

After eating beef brisket rice.

She felt full of energy.

Since I can't sleep anyway, I might as well study the data some more.

When she retrieved the raw data for the DF-7 group.

Su Wanqing scratched her head.

A different feeling seems to be sprouting in my mind.

She looked at the molecular structure diagram on the screen.

"what?"

There was a snap in my head, as if something had been pried open.

"What if I reduce the concentration of the ligand by 0.3 log units?"