After Dressing up as the Wife of a Scientific Research Boss [70]

The first time Lin Qishu saw Fu He was in her teacher's photo album. It was an old photo, and the junk pixels from the 1970s couldn't stop the high-spiritedness and handsome features. Her mentor, an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, told her that this was his classmate in college and the most outstanding scientific researcher of the young generation. If he were still here, many of the current scientific research results might have been released three or four years earlier. It is a pity that Fu He was jealous of talents and returned to his hometown to get married. He died unexpectedly in a mudslide on the way back. Some of the research materials he carried with him were destroyed. What followed was a nearly broken scientific research inheritance and projects that were difficult to carry out after the unexpected death of the person in charge. Lin Qishu reviewed the project information and recorded it for the last time before the accident. Fu He seemed to be in a hurry and scrawled a line at the bottom of the paper: A new set of data was discovered, which should be a new research direction. This paper cannot be written on. Mark a dot and come back. From then on, wondering what the data was that could not be written down became the nightmare of academic lunatic Lin Qishu who was extremely mad when she dreamed back at midnight, cursing the military industry for not being able to tolerate love. … Until one day, she opened her eyes and found that she had become Fu He's marriage partner when he returned to his hometown. In the so-called "bridal chamber" with a sense of the times, Lin Qishu jumped out of the window and climbed over the wall, rummaged through the cabinets and dragged out her new husband's suitcase. Then she met the eyes of the three aunts and wives who noticed that the bride was not there and thought she was running away from the wedding and came to join in the fun. "Ha... Haha," academic madman Lin Qishu forced out a hard smile at Fu He, who was a little more handsome than in the photo, "Husband, where is your draft paper?" —————————————— Among Da Liu's Ball Lightning, I liked Lin Yun the most, so I wanted to write about a stubborn and resolute researcher with a little bit of Lin Yun's characteristics, so I tentatively wrote a copy, wondering if anyone would want to read it. Most likely it won't be a fiction, so the current plan is to make it a chronicle. After all, if I can bet on the latest technology and write a reasonable industry plot development in the modern timeline, then I shouldn't be here. I'm either in a research institute or in prison (x Intention:.