The headquarter of the Provincial Agricultural University is in the provincial capital, and there are two other branches, namely the Yucheng Campus located 200 kilometers west and the Mizhou Campus located 500 kilometers south.

The headquarters is the main teaching and research department. As the name suggests, the Yucheng Campus is raining heavily in that place, and it is said to be the city with the most rainy days in the country, suitable for plant growth. Mizhou is a drought-in place, and it is a research base for tropical drought-tolerant crops of Agricultural University.

The university headquarters is quite old, but it is also quite large. It has hospitals, schools, hotels, police stations, vegetable markets, and enterprises and institutions running society, which is a self-organized one.

Song Qingyun simply lived in a hotel at the school, which was very close to Professor Baima’s workplace, for convenience.

There was an episode when he entered the school gate, and he was stopped by the gate.

Song Qingyun had just graduated from college for less than two years, but his scholarly anger had not yet faded, so he could easily get in.

As a result, the people's eyes were sharp and golden, and they were accurate when they grabbed each other.

Song Qingyun had no choice but to admit that he was an outsider and asked curiously how he knew he was not a student.

The gatekeeper pointed to the college students coming in and out, and said proudly, "Look at others, who is not a man and a woman paired up in pairs. If you are single, you are obviously not from our university."

Song Qingyun was speechless. This world is so cruel to single dogs.

He had to explain his purpose, and booked a room online on the spot, paying, and not canceling the order, and then waved his hand to put him in.

Arrive at the hotel and get in.

To be honest, the hotel is too old, the equipment is old, the air smells moldy, and the basin is blocked.

Fortunately, the price is low, only 200 yuan, which is already a conscience in the provincial capital, and is cheaper than chain hotels, within the range Song Qingyun can afford!

He is quite satisfied.

The only time I felt uncomfortable was that young people were in and out of the hotel, and they were all a man and a woman.

Young people today are really not serious about life.

Agricultural University is one of the three major 985s in the province, with more than 3,000 faculty and staff, including more than 300 professors, more than 500 associate professors, one academician, and fifteen research institutes, including one national key laboratory, which shows how powerful its scientific and technological strength is.

Baima is the director and doctoral supervisor of one of the research centers, and is very awesome.

Song Qingyun first called Baima, but no one answered the phone after a long time. He probably was teaching or doing experiments.

He thought about it and decided to go to the research center first, then walked slowly over as a car.

The Baima Research Center is not big, and it is only a two-story blue brick house. It seems that the style is from 80 years ago, and it is almost an antique.

Because it was an old house and there was no access control, he got in very conveniently.

But I saw a lot of shelves inside, and there were trays on them.

There was water in the tray, a sponge or something, and the seedlings grew inch by inch, and I don’t know what they were.

Needless to ask, this is soilless cultivation.

In each tray, a needle made of metal and glass was placed. The buttocks of the needle were connected with an optical fiber wire, which was probably the probe connecting to the computer.

Looking along the dense fiber optic lines, there were indeed a row of computers with a lot of data displayed on it.

Song Qingyun naturally couldn't understand.

A girl in glasses sat behind a microscope, looking at it while using a knife to divide a seed from the glass sheet below.

Song Qingyun was curious and looked over.

The girl sighed: "I'm dizzy, and my myopia has increased again."

Song Qingyun: "It's a dazzling thing if anyone changes."

The girl was tired of working for about a day, so she threw the knife in her hand and stood up: "Senior brother, come and help."

"I...isn't it..." I don't know, either.

The girl didn't care about this and pulled Song Qingyun to the chair, then stretched her back and went out.

Song Qingyun pinched the knife and was stunned for a long time.

After thinking about it, the girl seemed to be trying to separate the newly grown germ on the leaves.

This is a fine job, very eye-consuming.

The girl was quite myopia and stayed in the laboratory for most of the day. She probably got dazzled, tired and irritable.

Sure enough, the sad whistle of the girl in glasses came from outside: "Ahhh, I can't stand it anymore. If this continues, I will be blind. I'm too tired, mom, I want to go home! Teacher Baima, you are not a human!"

Song Qingyun smiled in his heart. Everyone has a fragile side. This girl is so tired that she collapsed.

He pinched the knife, held his breath, and slowly separated the germ as a girl.

"Senior brother's skills are really good, I admire you." I don't know when the girl returned to the laboratory with an appreciation look on her face.

Song Qingyun was proud of his heart, so he naturally couldn't say that he was blind: "There is nothing else, it's just that he is familiar with his hands. The key is to keep his hands steady, his mind calm, and his qi smooth. I just observed that when you were doing this job, your left hand was moving randomly, which made your body unstable."

After saying that, he coolly summarized: "You have to remember that your left hand is just an auxiliary."

The girl with eyes admired her: "Senior brother is right, are you not from our school, are you?"

“No, no.”

"Come to see Teacher Bai?"

"Yes, is he here?"

"No, the teacher said today that he didn't want to go to work and stayed at home!" The girl in glasses thought that Song Qingyun was a former student of Baima, and she came back this time to see the teacher.

Song Qingyun: "Junior sister, can you tell me where the teacher lives?"

The eye girl said, "I'll send you a location. The teacher has just moved to a new home and you can't find it. Wait, have you eaten?"

"I haven't eaten!"

The girl said, "I brought the meal. Did you see it there? You can help me heat it in the microwave. I have a small appetite, so let's share it."

"It is my honor to serve you." Song Qingyun was really hungry.

After the meal was hot, the two of them ate together.

The food heated from the microwave is naturally not tasted, it can only satisfy your hunger.

While eating and chatting, Song Qingyun learned that the girl's name was Mei Yong, a graduate student who had just been recruited from outside the school and was a favorite student.

Mei Yong is confused, and there seems to be some problems with emotional intelligence when dealing with people.

As for people, when they are outstanding on the one hand, they will have shortcomings in other aspects.

After dinner, Mei Yong was not polite, so he asked Song Qingyun to wash the lunch box, and asked him to help clean and carry drinking water.

I sucked for two hours in one go.

Song Qingyun was helpless. Isn’t this a free worker? I wouldn’t have been this senior brother if I had known it.

His hard work moved Mei Yong. Finally, the junior sister said, "Forget it, I will take you to the teacher's house directly, so that you won't be looking for it everywhere."

"Then the relationship is good!"

Is Baima’s newly moved house a six-story building or an old one? It is a product of the 1980s.

His family lives on the first floor to the left.

When I arrived at the door, I heard a dull sound inside, as if something was hitting something.

Mei Yong's expression changed drastically and she immediately turned around: "Teacher is in a bad state today... Senior brother, go in by yourself, I, I... I will run away first..."

This run seemed like a frightened rabbit.

She was myopic again and immediately hit a bicycle parked in the aisle outside the building.

Dangdang, a large area fell.

The dull sound inside stopped.

The door was opened roughly, and the white horse rushed out: "Who are you... who are you... Oh, Song Qingyun, you are so fast."

Song Qingyun was stunned when he saw the white horse in front of him.

This person...is very strange!

In the video last night, it was normal for a white horse to look like it was because I only saw one head.

He is just a normal old man in his early fifties, with a sharp look, and he looks like he is not easy to get along with.

When people reach their fifties, their bodies begin to decline, some begin to gain weight, some grow wrinkles, and some are bald.

Her skin is loose and her face is not as radiant as a young man in his twenties.

But the old man in front of him was only wearing a hurdle vest and a pair of red shorts.

He wore red boxing gloves in both hands.

He was practicing boxing, and the dull sound made in the room just now turned out to be a sandbag.

After physical exercise, the white horse was sweating all over, and the vest was wet and wet to the skin, outlining a strong body - this is a bull, and there was no breath of a doctoral supervisor.

Song Qingyun reached out and said, "Hello, professor, I am Song Qingyun, I'm very happy to see you."

The white horse stretched out his fist and touched him, tilted his head: "Please, by the way, are you doing boxing? Why don't we use two moves?"

Song Qingyun looked at his thin figure, then at the white horse that looked like Gu Zhiye, and simply refused: "No."
To be continued...