"I’m aware of your problem; let’s take a look at this information first."
No sooner had his voice faded than he divided the papers in his hand into several parts and distributed them to the people below.
As everyone read through the information carefully, they realized it contained solutions to all the problems they had just discussed.
What was more miraculous was that the analysis in the materials was even more comprehensive and in-depth than the solutions they had proposed.
"Professor Yu, this is..."
"It wasn’t my summary; you’ll find out soon enough. Now, let’s discuss the feasibility of these solutions."
It was called a discussion, but the solutions in the materials were very detailed, listing all the possibilities, which showed the author’s level of expertise.
While everyone was actively discussing, Meng Yunyun noticed that Du An beside her seemed lost in thought, uncertain of what he was thinking.
"Senior Du, Senior Du?"
"Huh? Junior Meng, what did you say?"
Du An came back to his senses, still fixated on the question he had been pondering.
"Is something wrong, Senior Du? Are you not feeling well?"
"I’m fine, I was just... just wondering who could be so skilled to have listed all the challenges we’ve faced and found solutions to them."
Professor Yu had just said that he wasn’t the one who prepared the materials.
So, they must have come from someone else.
Who could that person be? Could it have anything to do with that blurry girl from earlier?
Meng Yunyun was first taken aback, then started to think along his lines after a long moment of surprise.
"The Snow Soul Grass was discovered and researched by Professor Yu, and our project on it has only just started; it’s unlikely that anyone else is studying it. Logically, no one should know more about it than we do."
"Right, I remember there was another name on that paper Professor Yu published, wasn’t there?"
"You mean the person suspected to be Professor Yu’s student? The surname seems to be Tang..."
Meanwhile, Tang Shu exited the elevator, swiped her work badge through the lab entrance.
As she walked out the door, she zipped her down jacket up and squinted against the sunlight.
Yesterday, Professor Yu had updated her on the project’s progress, and Tang Shu had stayed up until 4 a.m. to catch up.
Now, the dark circles under her eyes had turned her into a veritable panda.
Her phone chimed several times, and Tang Shu checked her screen to find that Xiao Li had sent her the video content that needed editing for the New Year’s.
Tang Shu switched to the Weibo interface of "Give and Take", edited the title.
Added the video, sent.
After it was successfully posted, she casually browsed the comment section to find most of them berating her for her long absence, as she hadn’t live-streamed for a while.
[Uncle She, are you playing disappearing act just over a New Year’s?]
[Yeah, right? Other streamers are more diligent during the holidays, doing great business. Why are you the odd one out?]
[Whining, I was hoping to get a clear handle on how to make that small porcelain bottle during the holiday, and BAM, Uncle disappears!]
[Uncle She, you owe us an explanation, get back to streaming right away!]
[Hurry back to streaming +1]
[Hurry back to streaming=10086]
"Now, I really do need to catch up on some sleep."
Filled with a guilty conscience, Tang Shu calculated the time and found it had been more than ten days since her last live stream.