But at this moment, he has no time and no mind at all.

No matter what Yan Shaoyu said.

All are just one sentence.

no.

Xie Caizhou: "In two months, I will lead the team to play offline ACM. I will publish SCI and write my graduation thesis. I don't have time."

Seeing that his tone was firm, Yan Shaoyu knew that there was no room for reversal, so he no longer persuaded him.

Instead, he asked about other things, "Have you obtained the quota for admission to graduate school?"

Xie Caizhou: "Yes."

Jiangda Jinsi Academy is full of talents, and he is still the best among academic masters.

Even if there are no laboratories, grade points, competitions, awards, and calculations based on these results alone, you can still maintain a stable study.

In the end, I guess I would follow Lao Ma.

Not to mention whether the relationship between men and women is chaotic.

It is only said that in academic terms, Xie Caizhou has always had gullies in his chest.

I have set goals long ago, and have taken firm steps step by step.

Yan Shaoyu: "Awesome. Congratulations."

No more to say.

He greeted Xie Caizhou, turned around and left the laboratory.

Xie Caizhou stayed alone in the inner room for a while.

a long time.

He pinched his eyebrows, turned off the light, locked the door, returned to his position, and his fingers fell onto the keyboard.

Finally, I could barely get rid of the distracting thoughts and concentrate.

For researchers.

The night is still long.

In a blink of an eye, the National Day holiday officially began.

Although it has entered the golden autumn of October, Jiangcheng still has the afterglow of summer, and there is still autumn tiger raging.

It was noon.

The sun bakes the asphalt road.

The body feels very hot.

The newly opened hot pot restaurant was lined up lively, and Ying Xi and Ding Zhiming received the number.

Turn around and walk into Haagen-Dazs, the next door, and plan to sit in and wait.

They each ordered two double-color balls.

I took a bite and removed the heat before I started chatting.

Ding Zhiming: "...So, my method really made your ex-boyfriend give up?"

Ying Xi bit the spoon and said "um" vaguely.

"Anyway, I haven't come to see me these days."

Of course, it may also be busy with other miscellaneous things such as schoolwork, internships, graduation, graduate school acceptance or work.

In short, the purpose is achieved.

The rest has nothing to do with her.

Ding Zhiming smiled, "Didn't he even ask you who you are? This man is too careless, right?"

really.

According to Xie Caizhou's persuasion rhythm, aren't you really curious about who she is talking about?

Or have you had enough interest, so you just borrowed a donkey to go downhill?

Ying Xi thought about it and said softly: "That's good, so I can save myself from making up someone. Trouble."

"If he checks it himself and finds that you have any contact with other boys at all, isn't it even more bottoming out?"

“…”

Ying Xi frowned and muttered: "Don't make such a terrible guess."

Ding Zhiming dug a large spoonful of ice cream and teased her: "Isn't this very consistent with the character of criticizing her ex-boyfriend? If you want me, you have to think of a bad plan to deal with him first."

However, Ying Xi has no boyfriend to use now.

She was busy attending classes, discussing, and preparing for the CET-6 exam.

There was no intention of falling in love again.

Besides, it is much more difficult to make up someone you like than to make up someone you hate.

Xie Caizhou is really a troublesome spirit.

Ying Xi pursed her lips, and a trace of gloom was dyed between her eyebrows.

Seeing her expression depressed, Ding Zhiming quickly added: "Or why don't you just talk about Lao Song. In terms of appearance, he can still compete with your ex-boyfriend, so it will not be much inferior. It is reasonable for you to empathize with him."

“…what can that work.”

Ding Zhiming slapped his thigh with a decisive expression.

"What's wrong with it? We're all in love. He will definitely be willing to do this little busy. When I'm eating hot pot later, I'll tell him. Even if your ex-boyfriend comes up, I'll guarantee that it won't be revealed."

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