Everyone had a lively discussion, some groups had already set the theme, and some groups were still struggling with what to do.

"Chaochao, we are all girls, can we make a good model?"

"What's wrong?"

"I see that some groups have prepared materials, to order a large number of acrylic plates and KT plates, just cutting is very labor-intensive, and there are some bulb installation use, I am very poor in physics, I'm afraid it will not work."

Fu Chaochao comforted her, "It's okay, with me, I don't understand a lot, but the boys understand, if you don't understand, ask them, they will help." ”

Che Ke'er's eyes suddenly lit up, she looked left and right, leaned over and said in a low voice: "Yes, I forgot that your husband is a programmer, a science student, he should know all about physics, right?" ”

Fu Chaochao: "...... That, he should-"

Che Keer said excitedly: "If we can't, we can ask him for help, there is time at night, which is equivalent to pulling a man into the gang!" ”

Che Ke'er grabbed her hand, "Thinking about it this way, we are also very!" Strong! Target! ”

“……”

Why can't you do it, ask for help from foreign aid in the first place?

Fu Chaochao immediately dispelled this thought, "Let's take a look for ourselves first!" ”

But Che Keer's words, she also remembered them.

Science students should be very good at making models, they can calculate very accurately, they can meet every night, and they seem to be quite idle when they look at the thin depth of field.

Asking him for help seems to be ...... OK?

Her mind drifted back to the scene of last night, the empty villa, the comfortable sofa, the faint smell of cedar on his body, cold and soft.

It's not sweet, but it's relaxing.

His heart was beating faster, and all the thoughts in his mind were occupied by the frivolous and wanton man.

The more I want to forget, the more I can't forget, and I can't control the loop in my mind until it becomes clearer and clearer, and even the details are clear.

His breath, his body temperature, his hand patting her head......

"Chaochao, let's discuss the museum!" Che Ke'er's voice came from his ears, pulling Fu Chaochao's thoughts back.

She nodded, patted her face and exhaled lightly, as if this would cool the heat in her heart.

Barely coping with Che Keer, after class, the classmates left one after another, Fu Chaochao packed up the notes he had just discussed, and couldn't help but think of Bo Depth of Field.

If he had, how would he have done the design?

"Chaochao? Chaochao! ”

Che Keer's hand shook in front of her eyes, and asked worriedly, "Are you not feeling well, I see that you have been wandering?" ”

Fu Chaochao hurriedly shook his head, a little panicked when he was discovered, "No, no, I'm just thinking about what I'm going to do after graduation." ”

"Oh." Che Ke'er looked at the time, "Then do you want to eat in the dining hall at noon or?" ”

There are still classes in the afternoon, and Fu Chaochao has to come back to class even if he goes back to eat.

Normally, Fu Chaochao would ask Bo Jingshen if he wanted to come over, but Xu was out of weakness, and she didn't want to say, "I'll eat it at school." ”

At noon, Bo Jingshen just came out of the company, got into the car, and planned to go to Fu Chaochao's school nearby, and the two ate together.

At this time, I received a message, which was a rare text message from Fu Chaochao.

Fu Chaochao: [I went to the dining hall with Ke'er at noon]

Bo Jingshen raised his eyebrows, his eyes swept thoughtfully.

Thin depth of field: [OK]

He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car again.