Getting scolded

When Song Yuan xun stepped into the lab in the morning, he saw Fang Zhao mu standing by the document cabinet, arranging things with his side facing the door.

Maybe because he felt someone entered, Fang Zhao mu looked up. When his eyes met with Song Yuanxuan’s, he quickly lowered his head.

Fang Zhao mu was a lot shorter than Song Yuan xun. His back and shoulders were slightly hunched, and he looked very stiff. Any traces of his relaxed manner on the app last night could not be seen at all.

Song Yuanxun’s feet did not stop. He walked past Fang Zhao mu, and headed in the direction of his group member, Zhang Ran yu.

Last night, after listening to Fang Zhaomu’s compliments, Song Yuan xun then decisively deleted the app. After all, to be successfully goaded by someone like Fang Zhao mu into sending a voice message was incredibly irrational of him. And to chat with such an academically incompetent gay, it was a pure waste of his time.

“Brother Yuan.” Zhang Ran yu greeted Song Yuan xun, and showed him the results of last night’s computation.

Their group’s experiment was more than halfway done, and had already reached its conclusion stage. Today, after a short meeting in the lab, they would have to start writing their thesis.

It did not take much time for the remaining members of their group to arrive and for Song Yuan xun to finish assigning them their tasks. All of a sudden, they could hear the sound of glass breaking.

Everyone turned their heads to look. Fang Zhao mu had broke a test tube, and was bending down to pick the shards up.

“It’s him again…” Zhang Ran yu had a mocking look on his face. “Embarrassing.”

Zhang Ranyu’s voice was not loud, but Fang Zhao mu had heard it. Fang Zhao mu threw the glass shards into the bin, then turned around and looked at Zhang Ran yu. He asked Zhang Ran yu in a cold voice, “How am I embarrassing?”

Yesterday afternoon, it was Zhang Ran yu who had angered Fang Zhao mu.

If Song Yuan xun was the invisible nucleus of the chinese people in the lab, then Zhang Ran yu would be a character like the many eunuchs next to the emperor that could be seen on television.

Song Yuan xun was working on two degrees, and was seldom in the lab. He would not have any direct conflicts with Fang Zhao mu, and had rarely spoken to Fang Zhao mu, mostly just ignoring and avoiding him.

However, that was not the case for Zhang Ran yu. In his life, Zhang Ran yu only had two hobbies. One was to suck up to Song Yuan xun, and the other was to think of ways to make Fang Zhao mu feel uncomfortable.

Yesterday, when Fang Zhao mu was holding on to a reagent, he accidentally bumped into an electronic weighing scale that Song Yuan xun was using.

Song Yuan xun was standing next to Fang Zhao mu, and he quickly used the lab report in his hand to push Fang Zhaomu’s hand away. With a poker-face, he stared at Fang Zhao mu. Then, before Song Yuan xun could even open his mouth, Zhang Ran yu had leaned over,  blaming Fang Zhao mu for destroying Song Yuanxun’s half hour of work.

At the start, Fang Zhao mu still apologised nicely, but after getting unrelentingly scolded by Zhang Ran yu, his face also turned cold, and he walked off with his reagent.

Zhang Ran yu had not expect that the usually tolerant Fang Zhao mu would dare to retort. He was stunned, and watched Fang Zhao mu walk towards him.

“How am I embarrassing?” Fang Zhao mu drew closer to Zhang Ran yu, and asked again.

Although Fang Zhao mu was not tall, he was still half a head taller than Zhang Ran yu.

His eyes were fierce, and he was still holding on to the half-broken test tube. Stared at by Fang Zhao mu, Zhang Ran yu took a step back in panic, and his backside pressed against the table. He then mustered up his courage, raising his neck up to confront Fang Zhao mu. “Was I talking about you?”

“Then who were you talking about?” Facing Zhang Ran yu , the corner of Fang Zhaomu’s lips twitched.

“Alright, alright. Stop arguing.” Zhou Meng, standing next to them, came to mediate. She told Fang Zhao mu, “Ran yu was just speaking casually, why are you treating it so seriously.”

Fang Zhao mu still wanted to argue, but the professor and the assistant chose that moment to enter the lab, so he could only let it go.

He went upstairs to his own table and switched on his computer. He then took out his phone, and opened the app that he had started using yesterday.

After complimenting Andrew’s muscles yesterday, Andrew seemed to have turned shy, opting for silence.

Fang Zhaomu felt that he  might have gotten himself imprinted on Andrew like a little duckling. Other than Andrew, he was not interested in anyone else. He opened his chat with Andrew, and sent Andrew another message.

He first typed a message, telling him good morning, and asked him if he had woken up already. After spending some time on his analysis report, Andrew still had not reply. Fang Zhaomu then pressed on the voice message button, dragging his words out, he asked Andrew, “What are you doing?”

“I met an idiot again today, and I’m in a bad mood. Chat with me,” Fang Zhaomu persisted. “Ok?”

Just as he finished, Fang Zhaomu heard a small noise coming from behind him, and he turned around to look. Surprisingly, Song Yuanxun had also came upstairs, which he rarely did. With his back facing him, he took out his computer.

Now that there was someone else present, Fang Zhaomu was unable to send a voice message anymore. He sent a few crying emojis to Andrew, then started looking at through his materials.

After Fang Zhaomu finished reading a thesis, he could not resist opening the chat again, discovering that Andrew had replied. Andrew asked, “That idiot made you cry?”

“Mn,” Fang Zhaomu lay on the table, typing his message to Andrew. “I cried.”

This time, Andrew replied a lot faster than he did last night. He told Fang Zhaomu, “I don’t believe, take a photo for me to see.”

“I’m in the lab, there’s people next to me.” Fang Zhaomu turned his head to take a look. Song Yuanxun was typing on his computer very seriously, he should not notice him. He then lowered his voice and told Andrew, “You’re not working?”

“I’m working,” Andrew said. “I saw that you said you weren’t in a good mood, so I took some time out to chat with you.”

Fang Zhaomu felt that Andrew was a little different from last night, he seemed to have become friendly. Fang Zhaomu did not know what else to say, so he told him, “Thank you, with someone to speak to me, I feel a lot better now.”

“You can send voice messages in the lab?” Andrew asked Fang Zhaomu. “What are you studying?”

“Sure I can.” Fang Zhaomu told Andrew his major, then asked him, “What does a mechanical engineer do at work? Is it very busy?”

Before his voice faded away, more noise sounded behind Fang Zhaomu. He turned around to see Song Yuanxun stand up and walking quickly in the direction of the staircase with his phone.

Andrew’s side of the conversation suddenly fell quiet again. After Fang Zhaomu analysed some data, he looked up and casually sent another message. “Are you really that busy?”

After a moment, Fang Zhaomu then received a reply. In it were only four words, “I’m really quite busy.”

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