Since they had to stay at school honestly and drink the medicine on time, and there was nothing else to do, Warlene and Qin Qin decided to go to the laboratory.

Warlene's experiment to refine the radioactive source is progressing smoothly, and it is estimated that it will not take long to have her own results, and the experimental project that Qin Qin applied for is also nearing completion, and the two of them are now in the time of excitement, and they have forgotten what it means to be tired.

Unexpectedly, when Qin Qin and Warlene arrived at the laboratory, Yu Yi and Wang Shaoming were already in the laboratory, and these two guys looked at Warlene's experimental records very seriously, especially Yu Yi, who was starting to reorganize the experimental data.

"You two, are you here to pick peaches?" said Warleen politely.

"What else should I do?" Wang Shaoming made a big fat face, "We are a group, your report must use these data, it can't be that our report is different from your data, isn't this obviously fake?"

Seeing that Wang Shaoming's big round face was wrinkled into a pumpkin, it took one hundred and two percent of her strength to hold back her laughter, but instead made a straight face: "Then you are not a fake now?"

"Counterfeiting is still counterfeiting, in this way, we have also contributed," Wang Shaoming smiled cheekily, "There is labor and results." ”

"Poof-ha-" It was really uncomfortable to hold back a laugh, and Wallen simply released it.

After laughing enough, Warlene gave the two guys a job: "It just so happens that my head is big when I look at these numbers, and the task of analyzing the data will be left to you two, and if you want to pick peaches, you have to work." ”

Naturally, the key to this data analysis lies in Yi, and Wang Shaoming is at best just giving Yu Yi a hand.

Warlene has always believed that with Yu Yi's intelligence, if he can calm down and study, or if he has Zhang Kexin's patience, his grades will not be below Zhang Kexin, or even far beyond Zhang Kexin, and he will not live as embarrassed as he is now.

"No problem, report to the chief, make sure to complete the task. "Wang Shaoming is the most talkative.

Yu Yi nodded, analyzing data is his specialty, even if Volin doesn't say it, he will take this job himself.

Throughout the day, Wang Shaoming and Yu Yi stayed in the laboratory honestly, and they were not absent even at night, which made Volin and Qin Qin think that these two guys were unemployed, or their wives ran away.

"My wife didn't run away, but she was picked up by her family. Yu Yi looked blank.

The matter was finally revealed, he was beaten by his girlfriend's family, and the child in his girlfriend's belly was also forcibly removed.

His girlfriend went home, his father didn't recognize him, he is now alone, the whole family is not hungry when he is fed alone, what do you have to work so hard to make money, it is better to live the last days of college honestly.

One scar hurts, two scars also hurt, and a few more scars won't hurt anymore, it's already painful and numb.

Wang Shaoming smiled: "I learned the craft, and I didn't take the opportunity to slip away, so I waited for the boss to settle accounts with me." ”

The purpose of this guy going to work in a dumpling shop is to learn a craft.

"Not necessarily," Qin Qin struck him, "Seeing and doing are two different things, you think you've learned it, maybe it's not the same thing to make it." ”

"Hehe, I made it myself, and the taste is absolutely authentic. Wang Shaoming's thick skin has strong resistance, Qin Qin's words not only did not hit him, but aroused his interest in talking, and Balabala talked endlessly.

Cheng Zehao rushed in to make a decision: "Since you are so confident, I will show you a hand tomorrow." ”

Chang Hua then said: "It's about to graduate, everyone will rarely get together in the future, tomorrow the whole class will have an outing together, eat dumplings for lunch, let's do it ourselves, Wang Shaoming is responsible for making rice dumplings, and the materials are also selected by themselves." ”

There was an immediate cheer in the lab.

The more you get to the senior year, the more scattered the student organization becomes, especially in the senior year, when the course has basically been completed, everyone plays their own games, and almost forgets that there are class leaders and student union cadres.

The activity organized by Cheng Zehao and Chang Hua should be the last collective activity of the university.