That night, Jie Nianzhou returned to his dorm.
He hadn't slept until late at night.
Jie Nianzhou's roommate was already accustomed to his schedule—doctoral students tend to be very tolerant of all sorts of oddities, especially psychology doctoral students—thus he was already sound asleep.
Meanwhile, Jie Nianzhou sat at his desk, with the table lamp beside him and his phone in front of him.
The screen of his phone was lit, with a disk-like icon slowly rotating.
He wore headphones, reviewing all the recorded records from the day.
Bi Yanling's voice kept pouring into Jie Nianzhou's ears, each sentence clear as though it had just been spoken.
["The lab borrowed?"]
["Then you will be responsible for collecting data for this experiment. Since you've made the trip, you should also handle future liaisons over there."]
["Didn't I tell you to modify that experiment before? That design had major flaws, did you fix it?"]
