In the academic campus of Harvard University, the sun shines through the lush leaves, casting mottled light and shadows on the ground. At this time, in an office of the School of Biological Sciences, a conversation is quietly unfolding. Addison Bryce, a young student who has made a name for himself in the academic world, is standing in front of Professor Miller's desk with a shy and confident smile on his face.
"Professor Miller, I think you will hear about my success soon." Addison's voice is steady and firm, and his eyes are full of longing and expectation for the future.
Professor Miller was originally buried in the documents. Hearing this, he raised his head with a bit of curiosity and appreciation in his eyes. Professor Miller has taught at Harvard for many years and has seen countless students with dreams, but it is rare to see someone like Addison who is so confident at such a young age. He couldn't help laughing and said, "You are so confident, young man. But young people should have this kind of confidence, which is a good thing." Professor Miller leaned back in his chair, crossed his hands on his chest, looked at Addison with interest, paused for a moment, and then asked, "Is there anything you need my help with right now?" Addison thought for a moment, and quickly sorted out his research plan in his mind. "I want to apply for an advanced laboratory from the school to do research." He frowned slightly, his expression serious and focused, "In addition, I also want to apply for some HIV samples and macrophages. As you know, my research direction involves new therapies to overcome AIDS, and these experimental materials are very important to me." At this point, Addison's eyes flashed with a subtle excitement, as if he had seen the dawn of success in the experiment. When Professor Miller heard this, he immediately sat up straight, his expression became serious and serious. He knew the importance of Addison's research topic and its potential huge value. "Johnson and I will help you apply for a laboratory at the school." Professor Miller said firmly, "Based on your current achievements, it won't be a big problem. You should be able to apply for it within three days. As for HIV samples and macrophages, I have them in my laboratory. You can just come to me when the time comes. Do you have any other needs?" Professor Miller looked at Addison, his eyes full of encouragement and support.
Addison shook his head and said with a smile: "These are enough. Professor Miller, thank you and Professor Johnson for your help." His smile was sincere and warm, making people feel his deep gratitude.
Then, Professor Miller called Professor Johnson. The three of them sat around the conference table in the office and started a relaxed conversation. It was mainly Professor Miller and Johnson asking questions, and Addison Bryce answering. However, they didn't talk about academic content, but trivial matters of life.
Professor Miller spoke first: "Addison, you have been in Harvard for a while, are you still used to life here?" His voice was gentle, with the unique concern of elders for the younger generation.
Addison nodded slightly and said, "I'm used to it. Harvard has a very good academic atmosphere, and the students are all excellent. We learn from each other and make progress together." As he spoke, he gestured with his hands, as if describing those beautiful campus life scenes.
Professor Johnson then asked, "What do you like to do in your spare time? You can't always bury your head in research." There was a hint of ridicule in his eyes, trying to make the atmosphere more relaxed and lively.
Addison scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "I occasionally go to the library to read books and expand my knowledge. Sometimes I also go to some academic lectures with friends, and I feel that I have gained a lot." His answer was concise and clear, but it made people feel his desire for knowledge and love for learning.
Unconsciously, the sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the campus golden. Johnson looked at the time and said, "It's getting late, Addison, you should go back first."
Addison stood up, bowed slightly to the two professors, and said, "Okay, professors, I'll go first." Then he turned around and walked out of the office with a brisk pace.
Looking at Addison Bryce's back, Professor Miller smiled and said to Johnson, "Johnson, you really have a good student! This child is very talented and has a good personality. Even though he has achieved achievements that shocked the academic world, he is not impetuous at all." Professor Miller's tone was full of praise and relief.
Johnson looked proud, folded his hands in front of his chest, and said, "I also think he is my most proud student. In front of him, all the students in Harvard, no, students all over the world, can't compare." His eyes flashed with pride, as if Addison's achievements were his own achievements.
Professor Miller couldn't help rolling his eyes and said with a smile: "Johnson, why are you also 'Versailles'? Could it be that you are influenced by Addison Blythe? To me, this guy is good at everything, but he loves 'Versailles'." There was a hint of joking in his words, but it also revealed a small characteristic of Addison.
Johnson: "..." He was stunned for a moment, and after thinking carefully, it seemed to be true. When did he start to be influenced? It seemed that on the day he first met Addison Blythe, he asked Addison Blythe: "You even remember which page the relevant content in the book is on. Did you memorize the whole book?" Addison Blythe answered: "It's not that I memorized it on purpose. I have a photographic memory. I can't forget it after reading it once." From then on, Johnson inexplicably felt that this unintentional "Versailles" method seemed... quite enjoyable! Unconsciously, he began to imitate it.
After leaving the college building, Addison Blythe strolled on the path of the campus. At this time, the street lights were on in the campus, and the dim lights sprinkled on the ground, creating a quiet and warm atmosphere. He came to the school cafeteria and had a simple dinner. People came and went in the cafeteria, and the laughter of classmates filled his ears, but Addison's thoughts had already drifted away.
Thinking that he hadn't contacted his parents for a long time, he decided to call home. After leaving the cafeteria, he found a quiet corner and dialed the phone at home. Soon, the familiar voice of his mother came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, baby, why do you think of calling home?" The mother's voice was gentle and kind, which made Addison feel warm.
"Mom, I just miss you and chat with you." Addison said with a smile, "Everything is fine here at Harvard, and my studies are going well. How are you at home?" As he spoke, he gently kicked the pebbles on the roadside with his feet, as if this would bring him closer to his family.
His mother told him in detail about some trivial things that happened recently at home on the phone, and his father would occasionally interject a few words. Addison listened carefully, responded from time to time, and his face was filled with a happy smile. After talking to his family on the phone, Addison felt particularly comfortable.
Afterwards, he suddenly missed those high school classmates who were particularly interesting to talk to. So he turned on his mobile phone and entered the WeChat group of the experimental class. As soon as he entered the group, he saw that his classmates were chatting enthusiastically.
"This month, I eat and live in the Internet cafe. I play games when I wake up, and fall asleep when I am tired. It's so cool!" A classmate sent a message with a proud expression.
"Haha, I lost 15 games in a row playing Yasuo, and my teammates were so angry that they cried and scolded me like a primary school student... I won't tell them that I have been admitted to Harvard University." Another classmate continued, revealing a little pride between the lines.
"I got my driver's license. It won't be long before I can become the god of driving in Akina Mountain!" Other students shared their daily lives, and their words were full of longing for the future.
"Wow... I watched the news yesterday and found that my online lover was arrested. His voice was obviously a loli voice, but it turned out to be a thirty-something man who practiced loli voice to cheat money. He cheated 300,000 yuan in a month, including 2,000 yuan I contributed..." As soon as this message was sent out, it immediately caused heated discussions among everyone.
Seeing this message, Addison Bryce couldn't help laughing and sent a message: "..." He didn't know how to respond to this somewhat embarrassing and funny thing, and could only use a string of ellipsis to express his complicated feelings at the moment.
"Addison is here!" The sharp-eyed students found Addison's online and immediately shouted in the group.
"Everyone stand up and salute the big guy!" Then, all kinds of funny emoticons and teasing words were brushed out.
"Addison Blythe, you went to Harvard University, and you experienced college life there for a while. Tell us what college life is like? Also, I heard that the seniors in college are very enthusiastic. Is that true?" A classmate raised a question that everyone was concerned about, and the atmosphere in the group became more heated in an instant. Everyone is about to enter college, and they are curious about college life and want to learn about it in advance.
Addison Blythe thought for a while, and a beautiful picture of himself and his senior emerged in his mind. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and sent a close photo of himself and his senior, and added: "This is a senior who is a freshman at Harvard, and now she is my girlfriend." The senior in the photo has a sweet smile, and the two of them are very compatible standing together.
Classmates: "..." This message was like a bomb, and it instantly exploded in the group. Everyone was shocked by Addison's "Versailles" behavior. The originally lively group suddenly became quiet. Everyone felt hurt by 10,000 points, and didn't know what to say for a while.
Seeing this, Addison Blythe sent another link and added: "This is a paper I wrote after I arrived at Harvard, which was published in the journal Cell. In short, college life is very fulfilling, academic progress has been made, and I have a girlfriend." There was a hint of unintentional boasting in his words, but it was irrefutable, after all, he did achieve remarkable achievements.
Classmates: "..." Everyone's sense of imbalance became stronger and stronger, and they all complained in the group that Addison was a "Versailles" master. Someone sent a crying emoticon and said: "You, the 'Versailles' master!!! You are so boastful that our little hearts can't stand it!" Someone else joked: "Addison, you are going to beat us to pieces!"
The group was quiet for a while, but soon, the students' creativity was stimulated. One after another, the magic modified emoticon appeared. The picture is the one that Addison Blythe just posted. The senior sister was replaced by Ruhua who was picking her nose. A ghost-like special effect was added, and the text was added: "This is a senior sister who was a freshman at Harvard. Now she is my girlfriend." As soon as this emoticon package appeared, it immediately caused a burst of laughter. Everyone liked and forwarded it in the group.
The senior sister is beautiful, and the photo of Addison Blythe and the senior sister will only make people envy Addison Blythe. But once the senior sister was replaced by Ruhua, the scene and the effect... It was simply amazing. When Addison Blythe saw this emoticon package, he "vomited blood" directly. He shook his head helplessly and thought: These classmates are really talented.
However, this is just the beginning. The students' creativity is endless, and they replaced the senior sister with King Kong Barbie, Sadako... and even Dwayne Johnson. Each emoticon package is accompanied by various funny texts and special effects, which makes people laugh.
Addison Blythe: "..." He looked at the endless stream of modified emojis and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. In the end, he could only send a message in the group: "You are so cruel! I'd better go talk to my senior sister!" Then he left the WeChat group with a smile on his face. He knew that although his classmates were teasing him, they were actually happy for him in their hearts. On this night full of joy and memories, Addison Blythe felt the love and support from his family, teachers and classmates, which made him more determined to continue on the academic path.