The laboratory was bustling. Students lined up to use the instruments, adding all kinds of reagents to the culture flasks with rapid clacks.
The experiment itself was routine: first figuring out the behavior of the unknown cells, then trying various reagents to seal off or inhibit the relevant genes, forcing the cells to slowly slim down.
For students at ordinary universities, this kind of experiment was unbelievably advanced! At least ninety percent of students would never get to do it even once before graduating. Anyone who had done it could put it on their résumé, and it would work wonders during job interviews!
But what kind of place was Frontier Technology University? A center of scientific research and a pioneer blazing new trails! This sort of experiment could only be described as standard, merely the level of a routine assignment.
Especially for a student like Song He, who had genuinely worked in research and development, the entire process was second nature. Doing it was even somewhat dull, like a veteran practicing marching in step again after many years, merely rekindling his muscle memory.
Still, in order to advance to Class A, Song He remained enthusiastic about the work. He bustled left and right in front of the lab bench, operating with the ferocity of a tiger!
All the other students were also giving it their all. Only one person was an exception: Xi Yanfan.
The girl in the denim jacket conducted her experiment halfheartedly. After a couple of simple operations, she sprawled beside the lab bench and concentrated on twisting her Rubik's Cube.
Twist, twist, twist, twist—she actually kept twisting it nonstop all morning!
By lunchtime, Song He tidied up the lab bench, turned, and left for the cafeteria.
"Vice President, Vice President!" A voice chased after him from behind.