University of Pennsylvania, Wharton student apartment, Chen Yushan, who is sleeping, is woken up by cell phone ringtones.

It is now twelve o'clock in the morning.

He whispered a call who came over so late, a white hand stretched out of the quilt, stumbled into the phone on the bedside table, and pressed the button to get it to his ear.

"Hey--?"

Hearing the sound of her daughter not waking up, Chen Baohua at the other end of the phone hesitated.

"You've slept?"

When I heard the old man's words, Chen Yushan yawned and couldn't help but spit.

"Dad, you call and calculate the time difference... We have twelve o'clock here."

Chen Baohua coughed and said: "I thought that you were only at night, I didn't expect it to be so late..."

"It's okay, nothing, you can tell me, there is nothing important, I will fall asleep--" Chen Yushan couldn't help but yawn.

For this careless, old man who doesn't care for people, she has long been used to it, and she doesn't know how he chased her mother.

Recently, she is writing a thesis, and she has a lot of work every day, so it is usually very sleepy at night.

However, compared with those who are being free laborers and card graduation time, she is undoubtedly much luckier.

To be honest, Ms. Michelle’s meticulous care has made her inexplicably panicked.

As the saying goes, there is nothing to be done, and it is not necessarily accurate, but there is still some truth.

Every time she and her look up, Chen Yushan can see something "not the same" from her eyes, so that she always wonders if she has an attempt to surpass the friendship between teachers and students...

In short, for her own festivals, she made up her mind, and she must finish writing this graduation thesis. It is good to graduate early.

Chen Baohua also felt a little distressed when he heard his daughter yawning.

So, he didn't circle the phone again, and he said it straight away.

"I mainly called to ask you about things."

Chen Yushan: "Hmm."

Putting on a serious tone, Chen Baohua continued: "You tell Dad, what is the relationship between you and the Lu Zhou?"

Hearing this sentence, Chen Yushan, who was shrunk in the quilt, almost didn’t cough.

"That's... friend, what else can it be. Didn't I say it last time?"

Chen Baohua did not believe in asking: "Just a friend?"

Chen Yushan said with a smile: "Dad, what the **** are you doing? Just say it."

Chen Baohua’s expression was awkward when she heard her daughter’s words.

To be honest, his heart refused to do this task. The person who gave this task to himself is obviously not well-behaved and is calling his daughter's idea.

But no way, this person is not the old, but the leader of the organization department.

Although he understands the importance of talents like Lu Zhou to the country, he is a prostitute, and he has only one prostitute.

If the two have been right-handed, then it will be fine, but now it seems that this is not the case...

"...nothing, I just want to ask."

Zuo Si right thought, this kind of selling prostitute, Chen Baohua still can't do it.

He would rather go to the United States himself and talk to him about his treatment.

"A few days I came to see the United States, you helped me to put the surname Lu... cough, help me to let the teacher Lu come out, some things I want to talk to him face to face."

Chen Yushan didn't think so much, and yawned and said: "That's right, there is something you talk to him face to face, I have nothing else, I slept..."

Chen Baohua nodded: "Well, good night."

"An!"

Throwing the phone on the bedside table, Chen Yushan indented into the quilt and went to sleep.

However, at this moment, she suddenly realized that one thing, the cheeks hidden under the armpits quickly heated up, and two red clouds were floating on them.

When she finally promised to come down, she did not pay attention at all.

What should you say about this stuff?

Do you say "My dad wants to see you"?

Still saying "I want to show you my dad"?

There is something wrong!

Chen Yushan, who had no sleepiness, couldn’t help but bury his head in the quilt, and he couldn’t wait to crush himself with a quilt.

Mom, what can I do?

......

In the early morning, Lu Zhou came to the laboratory on time and started today's experiment.

With the help of Connie, he performed n-type and p-type doping on graphene materials, and then selected small angles of twisted bilayer graphene from a large number of samples for labeling, and then placed them on SEM. The microstructure was observed.

They need to find two energy bands with a band structure close to zero dispersion.

In theory, the positions of the two energy bands should be determined, respectively, on the negative and positive doping relative to the graphene Dirac point.

However, it is very difficult to actually operate.

But if it can be found, the help for the entire research of superconducting materials is enormous.

Not only is Connie in his lab, Professor Chiric is here too.

In order to complete the data collection as soon as possible, and in order to complete the research of superconducting materials as soon as possible, Lu Zhou now took the big ox in the direction of organic chemistry to his chariot.

Although Professor Chiric mainly studied the direction of graphene, he still showed a lot of interest after he heard about Lu Zhou's project.

Especially after hearing about the project's funding of up to 10 million US dollars, he did not talk about suspending his project, and went with his own research team.

In the laboratory, Professor Chiric, standing next to Lu Zhou, suddenly said.

"It’s already in October."

Lu Zhou, who is playing with the scanning electron microscope, replied casually: "Yes."

Chiric: "Your reaction is only ‘yes’?”

The hand that played with the SEM was slightly stunned. Lu Zhou wondered: "Otherwise, is there any activity in October?"

Professor Chiric said with a strange look: "Do you not pay attention to this year's Nobel Prize?"

Upon hearing this sentence, Lu Zhou sighed: "My dear Mr. Chiric, if I pay attention to this thing from now on, I am afraid that when I become an old man, I don't want to sleep for a good day."

Chiric shrugged and made a helpless expression.

"Well, it's really boring to discuss this with you. I thought you would expect it. After all, the theoretical model you did last year is really good."

Lu Zhou: "This kind of thing is still given time to judge. The Nobel Prize is not the reason for me to learn."

When the two were talking, the cell phone in Lu Zhou’s pocket shook.

Hearing the sound of vibration, Professor Chiric’s expression was a bit strange.

At first glance, I saw the expression on Professor Chiric’s face. Lu Zhou sighed: “I know what you are thinking, but it is impossible... I will go out and pick up the phone.”

Professor Chiric joked: "Would you pick it up here, in case it was brought by the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences?"

"Wake up, today is the number one!"

It is obviously impossible for the caller to be the Nobel Royal Academy of Sciences. Generally speaking, the Nobel Prize calls are given to the winners within a few minutes before the winners are announced.

The winner of the Nobel Prize in Chemistry has to wait until the fourth.

What's more, Lu Zhou is also very clear about how small the probability of getting a Nobel Prize for a nomination.

When the phone was connected, Lu Zhou put the phone in his ear.

"Hey?"

"School brother..."

Hearing the phone with some unnatural sounds, Lu Zhou slightly hesitated: "What?"

Chen Yushan cautiously asked: "Do you have time this weekend?"

Lu Zhou looked strange and said: "There is something... Is there anything?"

"Nothing special," Chen Yushan smiled slyly. Something rare. "I haven't seen it for a long time. I just want to... I want you to have a meal."