Flirty
Liu Chang'an pointed at Zhou Shuling and explained, "We're partners. We opened a restaurant together in Baolong Center. Little Ling is the restaurant manager."
Mi Gaoming looked at Zhou Shuling with some newfound respect, and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I had a preconceived notion."
"It doesn't matter, you're married too, right?" Zhou Shuling asked casually.
"Not yet, there's no time for romance..." Mi Gaoming stood up, smiling, and said, "I have a few friends to take care of, I'll head over first... I'll add you on WeChat later."
"Okay, you're busy." Zhou Shuling waved her hand.
Mi Gaoming a waiter to come and open the bottle before going back inside.
"You call me Little Ling, it really sounds natural to you," Zhou Shuling said playfully. Mi Gaoming's misunderstanding wasn't too embarrassing, since they weren't really in a romantic relationship, and it was easily resolved with a laugh.
"Then I'll call you Xiao Zhou?" Liu Chang'an drank, gesturing for Zhou Shuling to drink as well.
"Then I'll call you Xiao Liu," Zhou Shuling said defiantly.
"Casual."
Zhou Shuling thought about it and felt a bit cheated. It was like he was taking advantage of her by calling her Little Ling, but it seemed natural for her to call him Little Liu. So she decided to drink more to make up for it.
"This wine seems different from the ones you can take yourself over there," Zhou Shuling said, looking at the English letters on the wine bottle that she barely recognized.
"The red wine that you can just grab and open is cheaper; this one must have been bought separately."
"It must be more expensive. Wouldn't it be a waste if we couldn't finish such a big bottle?" Zhou Shuling was worried about wasting it.
You can take it back or store it here.
Zhou Shuling then felt relieved enough to drink and eat.
After finishing the buffet, Liu Chang'an carried one on his back and another under his arm as he went back, while Zhou Shuling insisted on finishing the bottle of red wine.
Liu Chang'an tossed Zhou Shuling onto the bed and went downstairs. Zhou Dongdong did her homework for a while, then brushed her teeth, washed her face, washed her feet, and washed her bottom. After that, she took off her mother's shoes, hugged her mother, covered her with the blanket, and fell fast asleep.
Liu Chang'an fell fast asleep without going downstairs. He had finally finished applying the primer tonight, and after painting a few more pictures and letting it air out, he would be done.
After getting up in the morning and training the dog, Liu Chang'an took the diary out of the rattan box, chased away the child who was sitting under the sycamore tree waiting for him to ride the dog to school, and then headed to school.
There were no classes in the first two periods, so Liu Chang'an slowly walked the route he had taken countless times and arrived at the library near the School of Biology to study.
He wasn't picky about where he sat. He glanced at the sunlight and shade outside the window and took the seat closest to the door. It wasn't very quiet there because people were coming and going, but that didn't bother Liu Chang'an.
Liu Chang'an flipped through his old diaries. Although the school had internet access and computers at the time, the internet speed was very slow. Using a computer to write and record was still a fairly trendy way. Liu Chang'an still preferred the feeling of words flowing from the tip of a pen. It is only natural that people who write well prefer to write by hand.
It's not that using a computer a lot makes your handwriting worse; that's basically just an excuse. Many people's handwriting is already quite bad, and it doesn't matter how much they use computers, phones, or the internet.
I had only turned two pages when I saw Bai Hui, Yan Xiang, Li Hongman and Zhao Yu walk in together. Girls like to go in groups, especially since most of them don't have boyfriends or many social invitations in their freshman year.
Liu Chang'an had sung with them before and was somewhat familiar with their faces, so he smiled and nodded.
It's not good to make a lot of noise in the library. Although it was quite pleasing to see a boy with a lazy smile, holding a book and exuding a peaceful and serene aura, under the orange sunlight and bright windows early in the morning, the girls just smiled and waved to him.
Except for Bai Hui, she walked straight over.
People who like to sit outside the study room are usually pretty flashy.
Liu Chang'an was looking down at his book when he suddenly caught a sentence spoken by Bai Hui. She said it softly, as if she thought Liu Chang'an couldn't hear her.
This fairy... has finally lost her mind?
Liu Chang'an ignored him and continued flipping through his old diaries, skipping over entries about playing cards, chess, drinking ice-cold beer, and eating crayfish, until he found a diary entry related to experimental records.
"Last time I identified it as the newly discovered gut bacteria AM, and then adjusted the percentage of it in the adult gut bacteria to 1%-5%. Initially, I only thought it could protect intestinal mucus, making it easier for cells to utilize polyphenols obtained from plant-based foods in ordinary humans... Today's experiments show that mice and monkeys whose metabolism changes with age can slow down insulin resistance by gradually increasing the number of AM bacteria in their gut. There is no doubt that this bacterium can be used in research to extend human lifespan, which is very encouraging."
Insulin resistance refers to the inability of fat cells, muscle cells, and liver cells to respond to normal concentrations of insulin. This condition can lead to a variety of diseases such as diabetes, obesity, inflammation, weakened immunity, and general weakness. AM bacteria can make various healthy cells more responsive to insulin, thereby achieving a broader and more powerful anti-aging effect.
This was Professor Liu's research focus before his death.
The diary did not record detailed research data and information, but there is no doubt that some of the people who came to Xiangtan University with Hopkins back then were probably interested in his research related to AM bacteria.
Liu Chang'an took out his phone and entered the full name of AM bacteria: Akkermansia muciniphila. He searched for some information, which generally indicated that this bacterium was discovered in 2004.
Professor Liu had been dead for several years by then. It's not that others couldn't conduct independent research and make discoveries; they must have benefited from the research materials at Xiangtan University, just as it's generally believed that Newton and Leibniz were the inventors of calculus.
However, the latest news had to bother Liu Chang'an: a research center of the Nikola Tesla Biomedical Group had made significant progress in the research of AM probiotic liquid.
The name is certainly well-known, but few people know anything about it. It is still uncertain whether Mrs. Karnstein and this research center are in cahoots. Professor Crick has disappeared without a trace and has not sent back any messages. It seems that the Third Mistress, who is believed to know the truth, has also disappeared without a trace.
It seems that after beating up the Peel brothers, we should have preserved them as living specimens... I wonder if there's any chance of digging them up now and finding any bone fragments or anything?
Forget it, Liu Chang'an wasn't very interested in doing that. He'd lived too long, and that's one of the things that made him less proactive. He always did things slowly and deliberately, and he never felt the need to be anxious about the current situation.
At this moment, Bai Hui came out alone with a small bag on her back, probably going to the restroom.
Liu Chang'an stood up.
When Bai Hui saw Liu Chang'an suddenly stand up, she put her hand in front of her chest, shrank back slightly, and stared at him silently with her lips pursed, wondering what he was going to do.
"Could you please sit here for a moment?" Liu Chang'an asked Bai Hui earnestly, carrying his books and bag.
Bai Hui hesitated for a moment, but then sat down.
"That's definitely sexy." Liu Chang'an nodded, then walked out of the study room.
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