[The master of physics uses formulas to calculate heartbeat, and the little historical sun uses allusions to challenge data]
Gu Yan's life is an experimental report that is accurate to two decimal places: the heart rate is 62 beats per minute, the pen turning angle is 45°, and even the walking distance is constant at 75 cm. Until Lin Wan broke into his apartment dragging her suitcase, knocked over the flour and soiled his experimental data, and smiled and drew a smiley face on his 23 shared housing contracts——
"Article 17 prohibits the use of food processors? Changed, I will wear a silencer pad!"
"Your childhood photos are cracked? I glued them together with glutinous rice glue and attached them to Dunhuang Feitian for protection~"
He developed the "Cardiac Spectrum APP" to monitor her emotions: Fourier transform analyzed the wavelength of her laughter, and the laws of thermodynamics deduced the change in body temperature when she was close to her. However, he could not calculate the abnormality of the sudden 37.2-Second increase in heart rate when he saw her taking photos.
She used historical allusions to dismantle his armor of rationality: talking about the mural of an embrace at the end of Pompeii, saying, "There is no margin of error in love." When making Tang Dynasty honeysuckle, she hummed, "The Jia Jia in the Book of Songs originally grew in the middle of the water." Until one day, she moved away with red eyes: "Gu Yan, I am not your experimental variable."
Later, the cold academic god tore up the MIToffer, printed 500 missing person notices and posted them all over the history department: "Lin Wan, my APP is down."
Later, under the spotlight of an international summit, he demonstrated the cultural relics spectral restoration instrument. At the end, the screen suddenly lit up with her sleeping face, gently surrounded by Poisson spots——
"You are my only certain light in this chaotic world."
[Two-way redemption | Mutual flirtation between subjects | Anti-routine sweet pet]
