Chapter 132 - 131 Chemical Institute Cold Jokes
Chapter 132 - 131 Chemical Institute Cold Jokes
After getting everything in order, the three of them took their seats in front of the lab bench, and Shen Yiyun started explaining.
"I’ll just assume you two made it through the training camp and into the provincial team, ha."
"Then, the final competition for your year will be held at Lu Dong University."
"The exam environment should be similar to this, an ordinary undergraduate teaching laboratory."
"During the experiment, there will be two invigilating teachers constantly recording to check if your procedures are compliant."
"Finally, your experiment results will be combined with a comprehensive score."
As Shen Yiyun spoke, she pushed a sheet of paper with an experimental question to the two of them, while she herself took out goggles and gloves.
"You two needn’t worry, since your theory is so outstanding, the experimental aspect will also improve quickly."
"The experimental question will give you the principles and general steps; after that, it’s up to you to perform."
"Most points are lost due to assumptions, overlooking some specific reactions in the experiment, starting the next step without sufficient preparation, leading to mistakes in the reaction, and in serious cases, it could all fall through at the last minute."
"Because there’s limited time during the exam, if you encounter a catastrophic failure midway, then it’s all over."
"The rest is just practice, practice makes perfect."
"Make all the mistakes, and you will learn."
"Now, I’ll first demonstrate a simple experiment for you to get a feel."
Once Shen Yiyun was fully geared up, she pointed to the bottles on the table: "The synthesis of Coumarin-3-carboxylic acid, do you know about it?"
"Hehe," Shi Yang couldn’t contain his glee upon hearing this.
It’s starting now.
It’s my time, Shi Yang.
I’ve been around for so long, yet never had a continuous conversation with a girl for more than three sentences.
Isn’t it just because the girls are too shallow, not understanding chemistry? Just a little chat and they run away.
Now, the opportunity has come.
A chemistry big sister in her second year of postgraduate studies.
Can you, Li Zheng, even catch her interest?
In chemistry, once you enter the university realm.
Without a doubt.
Experiments are held in the highest regard.
It’s time for me to show you what real strength is.
Knowledge is power.
Girls, respect the strong.
In this laboratory, I, Shi Yang, am the only king.
The more Shi Yang thought about it, the more excited he became.
But he still didn’t dare to look at Shen Yiyun.
He just rubbed his hands while staring at the containers like a fat fly perched on a cake, his mind full of how to act suavely: "This, this Coumarin, wasn’t it last year’s competition question?"
"Ah, you noticed..." Shen Yiyun chuckled, "I don’t know the difficulty of this year’s competition either, so I had to choose a question from last year. But don’t underestimate this experiment; it’s still quite challenging, definitely undergraduate level."
"Undergraduate beginner level, beginner level," Shi Yang, fixated on the dark brown bottle, took the opportunity to show an expert’s smile with a flick of his wrist, "In the national finals, it was just of beginner difficulty."
"Quite confident, aren’t we, Mr. Shi?" Shen Yiyun asked, while checking the dropper, "Have you done it before?"
"No, after looking at the question last year, I found it too simple, so there was no need to do it," Shi Yang said with pursed lips and a bashful wave of his hand.
How about it, big sister?
How’s my act?
But then Shen Yiyun’s hand shook, almost dropping the dropper.
"Whoa, that was almost a deduction," Shi Yang was quick to react, immediately raising his eyebrows with a laugh, "Damaging equipment, three points a piece, there goes your full score."
Shen Yiyun clenched her teeth.
Even though she’s famously easy-going, she was starting to get annoyed with this guy.
Shi Yang, in his quest to impress the "big sister of chemistry," only grew more boastful, "As for experiments, sure, Icho is a bit tricky, but with this national finals’ question, as long as there aren’t any equipment malfunctions, I almost always score full marks."
Shen Yiyun pursed her lips.
Arms crossed, she was unhappy.
Wasn’t I supposed to be tutoring you guys?
If you’re so great, what are you doing here, huh?
Li Zheng was not like Shi Yang; he was very adept at reading the room.
Seeing that Teacher Shen was upset, he quickly tried to defuse the situation, "Brother Shi, we’re here to learn. Let’s watch first, then talk. Let’s not disturb our senior."
Shen Yiyun then felt somewhat better, glad that this junior got it.
But then she saw Shi Yang lift his brows with a smile, which, combined with his large face and crescent-shaped eyes, looked somewhat lecherous when he grinned, "Hey, for such a simple experiment, do we really need someone to guide us? How about we tackle something more challenging?"
Shen Yiyun clenched her teeth again.
You haven’t even won the national first place yet.
And you’re already looking down on me?
"Well then..." Shen Yiyun, holding back her anger, took off her goggles and gloves, "Shi Yang, why don’t you give us a demonstration?"
"This..." Shi Yang seemed troubled and frowned, "It’s too easy, doesn’t show any skill..."
Shen Yiyun couldn’t stand his smug look and pinched the edge of the desk in frustration, "I... I... I don’t find it easy at all."
"Is that so?" Seeing her reaction, Shi Yang immediately took the gloves and goggles, "Shall I show you then?"
In fact, he nearly blurted out, "Is this all a second-year student from Ji University amounts to?"
But he held it back.
Although he really wanted to show off his chemistry prowess, he could feel that stepping on someone like this wasn’t nice.
In the midst of a strange atmosphere, Shi Yang got geared up and stepped forward.
Once he started the experiment, the flesh on his face trembled with excitement, "Watch carefully, if I lose half a point, I lose."
"Please," Shen Yiyun stood opposite him, staring him down.
I don’t believe it. I’ll fine you.
Seeing that he couldn’t stop it, Li Zheng also came over to Shen Yiyun’s side and said in a very low voice.
"Senior sister, my brother, he’s not very articulate. I believe he didn’t mean to offend, it’s just that he gets carried away and acts a bit extravagant in the lab."
"It’s okay, it’s okay," Shen Yiyun took a long breath and raised her arm.
Looking at Li Zheng again, she found him more and more appealing.
Despite both being juniors, this one, though not so good-looking, was quite well-behaved.
She then asked him with a pleasant demeanor, "I can’t be bothered with him. How’s your foundation in experiments?"
"I have no foundation. I only know that you don’t blow out an alcohol lamp; you cover it," Li Zheng admitted sheepishly, nodding, "Although I’m second in theory, I don’t feel confident about making the provincial team. It all depends on your guidance, senior sister."
"Second in the Jijing preliminary contest, you’re already much better than I was," Shen Yiyun encouraged with a fist pump, "Go for it, aim for direct admission."
As usual, Li Zheng modestly declined, "Eh, I don’t dare to think too far ahead; I’m truly striving to make the provincial team."
"Take it easy. I’ll coach you for three days properly, that should be enough for the training camp."
"Three... three days?" Li Zheng was thrilled, but then he tactfully demurred, "Wouldn’t that be too disruptive to your studies, senior sister?"
Shen Yiyun blinked rapidly a few times, then said with a mischievous smile, "Don’t worry, teaching you guys is definitely less stressful than overtime in the lab~ I won’t lose out~ I’m an assistant during the training camp and the Golden Autumn Camp too~ I’ll have plenty of time to slack off~"
Li Zheng inquired further, "Speaking of overtime in the lab, it must be exhausting, right?"
"Oh my... every night I’m busy until after ten... and the professor still complains we leave early. Let me tell you a true story..." Shen Yiyun began her animated narration with excitement, "Because our supervisor was so demanding, one of the senior students couldn’t take it and wrote a complaint to the dean, saying he was squeezing us dry, making us work late into the night.
When the dean found out, he got angry and called our supervisor, saying roughly—"
Shen Yiyun put on a dignified tone, pretending to be the dean, scolding, "Oh dear, what’s going on, Old Yang, how can you treat students like this, they must go home earlier, before 11 o’clock!"
Then she stepped forward, imitating her supervisor’s compliant response, "No, no, dean... I always let them go by 10 o’clock."
Having said this, Shen Yiyun looked expectantly at Li Zheng.