The next day.
Chemistry Departnt teaching building.
Teacher Duan held Lin Nianhe’s experint records, her hand slightly trembling.
"It’s good to get results, but... what’s with your first step of rubbing a dog for ten minutes? Is that a necessary condition?"
Lin Nianhe looked at her solemnly and said, "Teacher, my previous twenty-eight experints didn’t include this step, and all ended in failure. Only this ti, after rubbing the dog, was I successful... I have reason to suspect this is a necessary step."
Teacher Duan’s lips trembled slightly, "Is this the sa reason as in your last experint where you had to bow thrice to a test tube and wear nine red strings?"
Lin Nianhe nodded seriously, "Exactly."
Teacher Duan: "..."
She truly admired Lin Nianhe’s talent. The results Lin could achieve in one year might take many three to five years.
But Lin Nianhe’s experint reports always included inexplicable things.
From "bad feel," "not suitable to experint on cloudy days," to "microscope facing north," and "periodic table placed on the laboratory’s wealth position."
The most outrageous was once when Lin wrote in the experint design report: "ditated for three days, coinciding with the break of day in the east, suddenly felt enlightened as if aided by divine intervention."
Teacher Duan often felt bewildered, not knowing what she had taught her.
Actually, Lin Nianhe was quite helpless.
Her scientific research path was different from others.
Others had "I think there might be this thing and then find ways to prove my hypothesis," while she had "I am certain there is this thing, now I need to find a way to bring it out."
It sounds similar, but whether in ntality or in research direction, there’s a big difference.
And she just couldn’t say why she knew such a thing existed, so... so ditation wasn’t that unacceptable.
Researchers also need inspiration, and inspiration cos from everything under heaven, which is very reasonable.
Teacher Duan silently crossed out the dog rubbing step, then said, "Just as class two is available lately, it’s good to let them practice."
Scientific experints aren’t reliable if they’re only done once, and to beco a researcher, one must conduct countless experints to accumulate experience.
Chemistry experint materials cost a lot, and Lin Nianhe provided experint data while also being responsible for experint materials... which was impossible to refuse.
Teacher Duan thought this was a good way to cultivate students, and Lin Nianhe had a reliable testing group.
After all, nowadays, recruiting researchers with strong technical skills is quite difficult, not to ntion investing in a large laboratory, which might require half of Lin Nianhe’s fortune.
So both parties felt like they gained a lot from the collaboration.
Lin Nianhe chuckled upon hearing Teacher Duan’s arrangent, "Alright, you keep busy, I’ll go first. Later today, I’ll have Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian send over the materials."
"Hey, don’t go yet," Teacher Duan called her back, "Your tutoring school is thriving. Why haven’t you gotten those two boys into college?"
Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian were always helping with delivering experint materials, and over ti, Teacher Duan beca familiar with them and wanted to help them.
"Are their family conditions not good?" Teacher Duan lowered her voice, "The two students I sponsored last sester found part-ti jobs, and I can sponsor them."
Her salary wasn’t low, but she sponsored more than just two impoverished students, often finding herself powerless.
Lin Nianhe was stunned for a mont, then smiled helplessly, "Teacher Duan, do you think I don’t want to? The two boys lived with Principal Wu for two years, went back and forth at school for another two years, but... knowledge just doesn’t stick."
Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian had been with Lin Nianhe for many years, they were already friends, so how could Lin not consider them?
But, they simply couldn’t learn.
Not to ntion Lin Nianhe, Principal Wu had previously forced them to study for three months, but eventually doubted his own ability to teach.
They themselves enjoyed their days, holding positions like security departnt head at Lingyun Tutoring School, randomly appearing at the best walls for scaling in one of the branches to guard against students climbing over.
Teacher Duan, looking at Lin Nianhe’s sincere and helpless expression, still didn’t want to give up.
She said, "Alright, have them co earlier today, I’ll talk to them."
Lin Nianhe spread her hands helplessly, "If you really won’t give up, then go ahead."
Teacher Duan felt, after experiencing many setbacks, she wouldn’t be defeated so easily.
Then...
She genuinely admired Principal Wu for holding out for three months.
Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian knew not what blow they had dealt Teacher Duan. After delivering the materials, they returned to No. 88 Courtyard, saying to Lin Nianhe, "Teacher Lin, we’re back."
Lin Nianhe was bathing Feng Ling and asked loudly, "What did Teacher Duan say to you?"
"Nothing much," Wu Genmao said, "Asked us if we want to study."
"What did you say?"
"I said I prefer forcing others to study."
"Uh... What did Teacher Duan say?"
"She asked why."
"And then?"
"I said doing this always reminds of my dad..."
It was Lin Nianhe’s first ti hearing Wu Genmao say this reason, inevitably feeling a bit sad.
These two really had it tough, parents left early, had to fend for themselves in their teens... Being alive, and not too off the rails, was already quite remarkable.
As Lin Nianhe sighed with emotion, she heard Wu Genmao flaunting, "So I particularly like controlling them, it feels like being a dad."
Lin Nianhe: "...?"
Feng Ling: "Woof?"
...
After more than three years of market groundwork and developnt, although Lan branded head flowers changed distributors, sales remained steady, even attracting more attention due to the real versus fake uproar, growing hotter.
Additionally, with Camille’s advertisent help, North Arica’s first month’s sales surpassed 100 million.
Sales slowed slightly in the second and third months as consurs got used to the new store, impulsive buying easing.
In the fourth month, another of Camille’s ads ca out of the blue, lipstick counters sprang up overnight in sixteen stores across North Arica—the artistic ceramic shell lipsticks and unique thirty shades instantly attracted countless beauty-loving girls.
North Arica sales broke records again, soaring towards 200 million.
Upon getting this news, Lin Nianhe was watching Feng Ling fend off several dogs from Ten Miles Team.
"Woof woof woof..."
Amidst the rising barking, Lin Nianhe showed none of a millionaire’s deanor, sitting on a small stool, munching on a cucumber as she told Li Dahe, "Uncle Team Leader, I’m quite wealthy now."
Li Dahe puffed on his pipe, squinting at her, "So? Cucumber not fitting for you anymore?"
"No, I just want to apply for so sauce..."
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