312. Remodeling
In the end, those people compromised, partly because they were in the wrong, and partly because the mathematics department was really not to be trifled with.
Although the physics department has indeed been gradually catching up with the mathematics department in recent years, the mathematics department is very united, and there are basically no major disagreements.
They might get together to discuss the future direction of the mathematics department or share new ideas when faced with an unsolved problem, creating an extremely strong academic atmosphere.
In contrast, the physics department is a den of idiots, each afraid that their research direction or new findings will be discovered by others, which is not without reason.
Physics research is too easily stolen; even at Princeton University, this happens all the time, both discovered and undiscovered.
Upon seeing the laboratory access authorization form sent by the other party, the user name on it was Emma Planck.
The authorization document didn't even specify the usage period, which means the lab is temporarily under Emma's ownership.
"Carl, come with me." Elias pulled Carl out of the office.
"Get to the point. It's disgusting to see two grown men pulling and tugging like this." Carl followed Elias out.
"I'll take you shopping," Elias explained.
"?" Carl slowly typed out a question mark.
Then, without any hesitation, he turned and left.
"Hey? Where are you going?" Elias hurriedly grabbed Carl.
"Your girlfriend would be unhappy if she knew, and besides, although I don't have a girlfriend, I'm not gay."
Carl avoided Elias's outstretched hand with a look of disdain on his face.
"F*CK! I'm not one of them either! Listen to me..."
Elias put his arm around Carl's shoulder and explained the reason to him.
"You want to be in a relationship, but how can you not take care of yourself? Look at your hair and your clothes. If you go out with your current outfit, people will think you're a homeless person. Who would guess you're a math professor?"
"So, as your good brother, I've specially found someone to help you 'transform' properly."
Elias winked at him as he spoke.
"Who?" Carl finally understood Elias's intention.
"My girlfriend happens to be studying fashion design, and she's very good at styling."
"But your look doesn't look very good either." Carl glanced Elias up and down, his words hitting the nail on the head.
"..." Elias fell silent, his empty eyes fixed on Carl.
"One word: are you going or not?" Elias was also a little angry. If it weren't for his good brother, he really wouldn't have been willing to help with this.
Of course, it's also possible that he's just bored out of his mind.
"Then let's go take a look." Carl didn't refuse, after all, he had indeed had some thoughts about dating.
Soon, the two arrived at a nearby commercial street, where a woman with an elegant demeanor was waiting for them.
"Miss Yang, it's been a long time," Carl greeted her in standard Shenzhou language since she was from Shenzhou, and the two had met a few times before because of Elias.
"Hello, Mr. Gustav." Ms. Yang nodded slightly in response.
Elias stepped forward and gently put his arm around her shoulder.
"Today I entrust Carl's lifelong happiness to you," Elias said with a faint smile.
"Please rest assured and leave it to me," Ms. Yang replied confidently.
She first took Carl to the barbershop, then designed a hairstyle for him, and finally shaved off all the beard on his face.
Carl's face instantly became fairer, and he looked several years younger.
"Your appearance isn't really suited to having a beard. Please try to groom it more often in the future," Ms. Yang reminded him.
"OK."
The three then went to a clothing store to buy clothes for Carl. Then Elias tragically discovered that Carl was a natural clothes hanger and looked good in everything.
Even more tragically, this guy is actually more handsome than him after the makeover! He had already noticed the signs at the barbershop, but he just couldn't believe it.
He was feeling cold and shivering. Was bringing him out a mistake?
But! He has one point that Carl can't match.
"Yang, come here, give me a kiss."
Carl and Miss Yang both stared at Elias with dark expressions; this man was practically insane with jealousy.
After the transformation, Carl was a completely different person compared to before. If Elias hadn't been watching closely, he probably wouldn't have recognized Carl with his current look.
"It feels...not bad." Carl stroked his chin.
He never expected he was to be so handsome, but he had never cared much about his appearance before, which is why his brilliance had been hidden.
After treating the two to a simple meal to express his gratitude, Elias and Carl returned to university together.
"Elias, is this your new student?" A mathematics professor looked at Carl with a puzzled expression, feeling that he looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place where he had seen him before.
"Uh... let him say it himself." Elias suppressed a laugh.
"I am Carl," Carl reminded the professor.
The professor adjusted his glasses and carefully examined Carl.
"Although I'm old, I'm not so badly unaware of people. Professor Carl may look somewhat like you, but you can't say you're Carl! Are you perhaps a relative of Carl?"
He still couldn't believe that this was Carl.
"We just had a seminar last week, and Professor Midra just proposed some function ideas..."
"Are you really Professor Carl?" His eyes widened instantly.
Only a few professors in their mathematics department knew about these things.
"Of course," Carl nodded.
He squinted and examined it for a while.
"Sigh, my old eyes are getting blurry, my old eyes are getting blurry... But Professor Carl, you've changed quite a bit, have you fallen in love?" he joked with a smile.
"Not yet, but he's interested, so I took him to get it done," Elias interjected.
Carl glanced at Elias; this man was beyond saving.
They could only use their unique advantage to "suppress" Carl.
"Good, good, I wish you success. Treat us to drinks when you do." He patted Carl on the shoulder, acting like an elder.
Previously, the two had always treated each other as equals. After all, Carl's previous appearance was not flattering, but now that Carl had been transformed into a handsome young man, Professor Midra had subconsciously started speaking in that tone.
"Don't worry, with me as his wingman, I guarantee it will be done soon," Elias said confidently.
"Oh? So you already have a target?" The mathematics professor also became gossipy.
"Not yet." / "Yes!"
Carl and Elias spoke at the same time.
"?" Carl turned his head to look at Elias in confusion.
"I think Professor Planck would be a good fit for you," Elias said, patting Carl on the shoulder with an air of maturity.
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