Chapter 109: What Others Have, We Jiulan Should Have Too!
Qi Hengyi's face was numb and forbearing, dragging two suitcases into the school gate.
The volunteers who were welcoming the new students at the school gate immediately rushed up enthusiastically, "Uncle, let me help you." ”
He looked behind him and naturally opened his mouth, "Are you accompanying your son to report?" ”
Qi Hengzhi's forehead jumped and looked behind him along the volunteer's line of sight.
The young man in a refreshing and clean dress was carrying a pure black backpack, holding the hand of a little girl in an aqua blue dress in one hand, and his fluffy short hair hung casually in front of his forehead, covering his overly deep and sharp eyebrows, making his whole person look much more harmless to humans and animals.
The little girl's long black hair was braided into a one-sided braid, tied with a ribbon of the same color hanging down her shoulders, and the skirt fluttered lightly as she walked, revealing her calves as white as snow.
At this time, a pair of peach blossom eyes are like spring water veins, and they are bent up, looking around at the campus with a little curiosity.
Occasionally, he smiled sideways and said a word to the young man next to him, no matter how he looked at it, he was an extremely sweet little couple.
- If it weren't the daughter of her own elbow turned out.
Qi Hengzhi took the large suitcase that belonged to Wen Jiulan that was forced by Qi Youmian, and let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity.
When he turned his head to look at the volunteer, he could only reply with resentment, "I'm not." ”
The volunteer was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned on Wen Jiulan and Qi Hengzhi, and he immediately showed a little sudden expression, "Then you are the parent of this senior girl, you are worthy of being admitted to our Beihang University, you are beautiful!" ”
Qi Hengzhi: ......
Without waiting for the volunteer to say anything more, he was tapped on the shoulder from behind.
"Ji Kai, let's just pick up this classmate."
Wei Yong had already received the specific time when Wen Jiulan came to report, and they had been together for two months, knowing that this junior was alone, the seniors in the laboratory volunteered to sign up to pick up people.
Although I also have a little bit of the idea of fishing in troubled waters and being lazy、Although the two months in the laboratory were crushed by the juniors with IQ in all aspects
At this moment, four or five young men rushed up, took away the suitcase in Qi Hengzhi's hand, and greeted Qi Hengzhi with a smile, "Hello, you are Senior Brother Wen's father, right?" ”
Qi Hengzhi: ......
He calmly pushed the flat glasses on the bridge of his nose that he hadn't had time to take off because he was in a hurry to get off the plane, and flatly denied it, "I'm not." ”
What is the resemblance between him and this stinky boy, he has been mistaken for his father again and again!
The senior who greeted him was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help scratching his head in embarrassment.
I heard the little girl who was accompanying the young man suddenly chuckled, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and the pear vortex at the corner of her lips was shallow.
"That's my dad, but it doesn't matter, we're here to send Wen Jiulan to school~"
Single dog seniors who are immersed in research: ......
That is to say, why is Wen Jiulan, who is tall and handsome, just go back and bring such a beautiful girlfriend over!
- Oh, and his girlfriend's dad.
It was Qi Youmian's idea to send Jiulan to school, and his attitude was extremely resolute, and he tried his best to persuade the reluctant Qi Hengzhi.
The concept that the little girl adheres to is extremely simple, other students have parents to send them to school, and Wen Jiulan must also have them.
The boy was alone, and she was his family.
Therefore, when talking about the smell of Beihang Aviation College, it is always mentioned that the first thing to be famous is the man who was reported by his girlfriend and future father-in-law.
Whenever questioned by students from other schools or newly enrolled freshmen, the seniors always pretended to be mature and made a smoking pose, flicking the smoke that did not exist, and said in a deep voice, "Wen Jiulan, that's a genius, you can't learn it-"
In the first year of most people's confusion, Wen Jiulan had already entered the laboratory of Wei Yong, the vice president of the School of Aviation, and conducted research and development tests of aircraft with graduate students.
In her sophomore year, Wen Jiulan submitted an application for a double degree, and exchanged her grades for two semesters for a letter of consent to apply, and since then she has started the schedule of running on both sides of the School of Aviation and the Department of Mathematics.
The junior year was uneventful, Wen Jiulan was always buried in her studies and laboratory, and the originally popular teenager seemed to live a reclusive life, except for a scornful building and CP building in the campus forum, there was almost no sense of existence.
Just when everyone in Beihang had begun to forget the teenager who had been in the limelight, in the last month of his junior year, suddenly an explosive news came down.
——Wen Jiulan and Wei Yong are the first work, and the graduate students of the laboratory are the second work, and a paper related to the aircraft is published in the top journal in the field of aviation.
A work of SCI journals, even Wen Jiulan's name is still in front of Wei Yong, indicating that it is the main writer of the teenager and provides the basic ideas, what kind of concept is this?
When the news reached Beihang University, not only the students in the Aviation College were shocked, but even the dean of the Aviation College was alarmed, and they rushed back by plane from Shenxing overnight, and rushed into the college in a hurry to confirm it repeatedly.
"That's a top journal with an impact factor of nearly 9!" Seeing Wen Jiulan's figure as calmly as ever walking into the classroom and sitting down, the people in the same classroom did not have that good attitude, and they whispered behind them.
The young man has a cold temperament, but he has a handsome and unparalleled appearance, and is praised by the girls in the college.
There are people who are not used to seeing Wen Jiulan, and every time they say that Wen Jiulan is arrogant and disrespectful behind their backs, and that Wen Jiulan's family has a relationship and conditions, so they walked through the back door and entered Wei Yong's laboratory.
This time, when the news of the SCI journal came back, the few people who originally liked to force Lai Lai the most behind their backs didn't dare to say a word.
Only in his junior year, he was able to publish a paper in a top journal as a work, and Wen Jiulan's future was destined to be bright.
When a person is only a little bit more than the people around him, it will inevitably attract ill-intentioned speculation and jealousy.
But when a person walks too high and too far, he can easily leave all the pink eye far behind, and all he gets is reverence.
This paper is like firing the first shot.
With a brazen attitude, Wen Jiulan was irresistibly qualified for promotion and exemption from the Aviation Academy, and successfully obtained the place of master's and doctoral studies.
And at the rate of one per year, countless papers have been published in engineering journals, and the impact factor is frighteningly high.
By the time he graduated, he had unknowingly recorded eight SCI papers on his resume.
The dormitory for doctoral students in Beihang University is in excellent condition, but Wen Jiulan has basically never lived in it.
He bought a new house in the middle of Beihang and Beiwu as early as when he first entered school, and spent most of his time in that house.
It's the same today.
The air conditioner in the study room was turned on to just the right temperature, and the humidifier in the corner was unhurriedly filled with fine water mist.
Wen Jiulan sat behind the desk, facing the computer screen in front of her, speaking fluent German at a rapid pace.
Perhaps because of being immersed in a relatively simple scientific research environment for a long time, Wen Jiulan is getting younger and younger than a few years ago.
is still the deep contour of the facial features, the coldness between the eyebrows and eyes has dissipated a lot, and the temperament of the whole body is more and more inclined to be soothing and soft.
A pair of silver-rimmed blue-light glasses stood on the bridge of his tall nose, and the chain of glasses reflected cold points of light, swaying lightly on the side of Wen Jiulan's face.
He was wearing a simple beige striped shirt, with the top two buttons unbuttoned, revealing smooth and beautiful muscle lines, and the hem of the shirt was meticulously tucked into the slim suit pants, outlining the thin waist.
Broad shoulders and narrow waist, peaceful eyebrows and eyes, only occasionally when he raised his eyes and lowered his eyes, he would reveal a little bit of the sharp spirit that belonged to the young Wen Jiulan.
- He's a full adult now.
There was a gentle knock on the study door twice.
Wen Jiulan, who was originally sneering and retorting in an extremely fierce tone, suddenly raised his eyes, and his originally cold expression softened into a pool of spring water almost instantly.
The corners of the lips that were straightened were happily curled up.
The man leaned back in his chair leisurely, and his eyebrows slowly revealed a little smugness and contempt.
The thin lips opened and closed carelessly, and the words he spat out were not very beautiful.
"My wife came to remind me to eat, good afternoon, single trash."
"Smell, you're going to be killed sooner or later!"
"If you think too much, Wen's skills will only make him the one who kills others."
"Wait, is that the little sweetheart—"
Ignoring the gossiping German curses coming from the video conference, Wen Jiulan closed the computer leisurely.
Then, like a swaggering flower butterfly, he happily rushed out of the study door to find his little sweetheart alone.