What Kind of New Species Is He, Exactly? (Please Keep Reading and Bookmark)

What Kind of New Species Is He, Exactly? (Please Keep Reading and Bookmark)

The Microelectronics major's large group chat had been buzzing early that morning.

"Breeze That Won't Blow Away: Did you guys see the erratum Semiconductor posted on its official website today?"

"Fish Alley: What's up? Any juicy gossip?"

"Breeze That Won't Blow Away: I didn't go to the library today, so I wanted to check the electronic version on their official website. Turns out the erratum for the latest issue is already out!"

"Little Bull Rolling Around: The erratum came out that quickly? Their editors work fast!"

"Songzhuang On the Road: Probably because some big shot not only raised questions, but also provided detailed proof. That's why they responded so quickly."

"Fifty Turns Back: Really? Which paper was corrected? Tell me so I can avoid reading it for now!"

"Breeze That Won't Blow Away: 'Microchip Power Supply Circuit Design Based on Photovoltaic Cell Modules,' written by Professor Ke. They corrected five errors."

"Little Bull Rolling Around: It was Professor Ke's paper? Five errors? They found the mistakes and backed them up so quickly. It definitely had to be a big shot!"

"Fifty Turns Back: What's the big shot's name? I want to know. Maybe I'll get a chance to work with him someday!"

"Breeze That Won't Blow Away: Yao Luo. Does anyone know him?"

Everyone began guessing who this person named Yao Luo was, but when they searched online, they could not find any information about him.

Before long, everyone had grown curious about this mysterious big shot.

The domestic semiconductor circle was only so large. Any microelectronics student could casually name more than half of its big shots, yet they could find no information whatsoever on Yao Luo, the person who had pointed out Ke Zhan's errors.

Students lived monotonous lives. Other than studying and gaming, gossip was the best spice in their days, so quite a few people started speculating about Yao Luo's identity.

Meanwhile, Ke Zhan sat in his office with a thermos in hand, enthusiastically talking about how many papers he had published that semester and how he probably would not have to worry about this year's evaluation.

The other teachers looked at him enviously. One young teacher said, "Professor Ke, you're amazing. All your papers were included. At this rate, you'll probably be promoted to associate professor next year!"

"Haha, Xiao Li, you really know how to talk. To apply for associate professor, you need to publish six professional academic papers in domestic core academic journals or widely recognized authoritative publications in the field. This latest paper happened to be my sixth, so I do meet the requirements."

Ke Zhan was rather pleased with himself.

Once he applied for associate professor, he could work a little harder and become a graduate advisor. Then the road ahead would be smooth.

And now there was even a genius named Luo Yao in the department. Although the guy was arrogant and annoying, to Ke Zhan, he was the perfect tool to help him climb higher.

First prizes in all three national mathematics, physics, and chemistry competitions.

If he cultivated Luo Yao properly, Luo Yao might become the school's next shining star!

That way, all he needed was to publish a few papers with Luo Yao, and he would probably have a much easier time earning the title of professor than everyone else.

Just as Ke Zhan was calculating how to get closer to Luo Yao, his phone suddenly rang.

Ke Zhan answered with a smile, but halfway through the call, his expression changed slightly.

By the time he hung up, the smile on Ke Zhan's face could barely hold.

When the other teachers asked curiously, he said nothing.

After a while, Ke Zhan used washing his cup as an excuse to leave. He went down to the garden and, only after looking around to make sure no one was passing by, took out his phone and made a call.

"Didn't you say there was nothing wrong with your data? The editor has already called me. Someone found the problems, and now they've marked my first five papers with 'Editorial Concern.' What are we supposed to do now?"

Ke Zhan tried to keep his voice down, but he still sounded unusually agitated.

No one knew what the person on the other end said, but Ke Zhan became angry from embarrassment. "I paid you. I don't care how you do it, but you need to take care of everything!"

"Otherwise, I absolutely won't pay you the rest!"

After speaking emotionally, Ke Zhan immediately hung up. He nervously looked around, and only after confirming that no one was there did he leave.

Meanwhile, in Room 606 of the men's dormitory, Wu Tianming had just woken up.

He looked down and saw that Luo Yao was already fully dressed, sitting at his desk reading. His head immediately began to ache.

How had only he and Wang Ye fallen into the tender embrace of their blankets?

What kind of new species was Luo Yao, exactly?

"Luo Yao, there aren't any classes this morning. Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Wu Tianming tried to drag the top student down into depravity with them.

Who knew that the top student would remain completely unmoved? His gaze stayed fixed on his book, and he did not even glance at Wu Tianming.

Wang Ye, who had been lying in bed, was awakened by Wu Tianming's commotion. Still groggy, he looked down, saw Luo Yao studying, then flopped back onto his bed and said, "Tianming, aren't we being a little too decadent?"

"Not too bad. We didn't even play games last night." They had just been about to play a round when Luo Yao dissed them.

In Luo Yao's words, the time spent gaming was enough for him to learn more knowledge. He did not understand what was fun about controlling little game characters as they jumped around.

The same amount of time brought completely different returns, so Luo Yao naturally preferred spending his time studying.

After Luo Yao said that, Wu Tianming and Wang Ye could never truly get into a game whenever they tried to play afterward.

With no other choice, Wu Tianming and Wang Ye had picked up books and started reading.

"I think we're pretty motivated. If my dad saw how hardworking I've been, he'd be overjoyed." Wu Tianming flopped back onto his bed and began praising himself.

"Luo Yao, have you eaten breakfast?"

Only then did Luo Yao finally react. "No. There are snacks you bought here. They can get me through one meal."

Wu Tianming immediately stopped him. "Those snacks are for you to eat this afternoon. Who eats snacks as a proper meal? They aren't nutritious at all!"

"Wait here. I'll get someone to bring breakfast. Boss Ye, what do you want to eat?"

Wu Tianming instinctively took out his phone and opened the major's large group chat to find someone to bring breakfast. The next second, though, he noticed the commotion in the group.

"Why is it so lively? There are already over ninety-nine messages this early in the morning. Don't these people have classes?"

Hearing Wu Tianming say that, Wang Ye casually picked up the phone beside his bed. As soon as he opened it, he saw the group chat flooded with messages.

"You know how good these people are at shooting the breeze. They're probably posting pictures of pretty girls again. Let me take a look."

As he spoke, Wang Ye began reading through the chat history from the start.

When he saw the message about errors being found in Ke Zhan's paper, he sat upright at once.

"Holy shit! Tianming, did you see this?!"