All Filial Descendants Kneel Down, I Am Your Great-Grandmother

Chapter 328

Ten o'clock at night.Rong Yu and her two roommates finally returned to the dorm after finishing their work.

The pink diamond necklace was lying on the desk. When the lights came on, its brilliance shimmered and scattered, breathtakingly beautiful.

Yu Kexin closed the dorm door, tossed her backpack onto the bed, and sighed dramatically: "Ugh, I'm so exhausted from the lab today!"

The corner of Rong Yu's mouth lifted slightly. "Tired, sure, but it was interesting, wasn't it?"

Xue Yun immediately played along, pushing up her glasses and lowering her voice: "Hey, tell me... that coating, can it really withstand the high temperatures of space?"

Yu Kexin flipped open her notebook and read with exaggerated seriousness: "The sample held out for over an hour under an oxyacetylene flame before cracking. If this data gets out, the international community will be buzzing."

Xue Yun nodded. "If this research succeeds, it should be even better than the coating on the Long March 9."

Rong Yu said lightly, "Mm, and the cost has been cut to a tenth."

"By the way," Yu Kexin lowered her voice again, "Is the military really going to use this coating? For real?"

"Shh!" Xue Yun said. "This is a confidential project. Watch what you say."

Yu Kexin shrugged. "It's just us three here. What's the harm in talking about it? Right, Rong Yu?"

Rong Yu glanced at the necklace. "Let's talk about it tomorrow in the lab. By the way, we need to finish organizing the data in the morning and send it over. The lab will wipe all backups afterward. You two get some rest early..."

In the international student dormitory building.

Sato abruptly stood up from his chair.

Long March 9, military-grade coating, confidential project...

These keywords kept hammering into his brain.

He already knew Rong Yu wasn't ordinary.

But he never imagined she was this extraordinary—a freshman, yet already involved in a project of this classified level.

If he could get his hands on that data file, the aerospace industry of Sakura Country would surely leap forward by a huge margin.

With that thought, Sato threw on a black jacket, put on a cap, grabbed his laptop, and headed out.

Darkness blanketed the campus.

When morning radio exercises blared across the campus, Rong Yu and her two roommates were already up. They only had one class in the morning: English.

English posed absolutely no challenge for Rong Yu. While the teacher lectured at the front, she was busy writing formulas and data down below. She didn't even hear the bell ring for the end of class.

Suddenly.

A hand reached out in front of her. The project document she had tucked under her textbook was snatched away.

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Ever since Duan Fei's two-timing scandal broke out half a month ago, it had caused an uproar on the forums. But since it was a personal matter among students and hadn't led to any serious consequences, the school only issued a warning and didn't impose any formal disciplinary action.

Duan Fei acted as if nothing had happened, going to class as usual.

But many people on the forum had been tracking his movements. They said he had sold everything he could, was taking on part-time jobs everywhere, scrambling to scrape money together, looking utterly pathetic.

Rong Yu could clearly feel the hostility in Duan Fei's eyes when he looked at her now.

Even though he was the one who had done wrong.

He insisted on believing that she had exposed him, ruining his reputation and drowning him in debt.

Duan Fei quickly scanned the document in his hand, then raised his voice: "Everyone, take a look! A freshman, barely in university, gets to lead an independent project? With S-level lab access? In over a hundred years of Tsinghua's history, has there ever been such a precedent?"

The classroom fell silent instantly.

All eyes fixed on Rong Yu.

Only Song Huai curled his lips slightly.

For someone who could summon a gathering of academicians with a single word, a mere project was nothing to Rong Yu.

Duan Fei's eyes were dark.

Yesterday, he had heard that Rong Yu had spent the entire day in the lab.

At first, he thought Zhai Weitong had hired Rong Yu as an assistant again. But after digging around, he found out that Rong Yu was the project initiator—a completely independent project.

How did a freshman deserve that?

"I checked. The project was approved by Professor Lin from the Physics Department." Duan Fei gritted his teeth. "Someone saw you meeting privately with Professor Lin. So, is there some shady deal between you and him that got a freshman approved as a project lead?"

Rong Yu stared at him coldly. "Do you know the consequences of slandering a nationally awarded academician?"

"What do the consequences matter?" Duan Fei gritted out. "The real question is: how did you get this project? Everyone else follows the rules, so why are you the exception?"

"Duan Fei!"

At the classroom door, Counselor Cheng Rui strode in, holding a stack of documents. Usually smiling warmly, her face was now icy.

"Spreading rumors about a professor is enough to get you disciplinary action."

Duan Fei's expression shifted slightly, but he quickly stiffened his neck. "Then, Teacher Cheng, explain to me how a freshman qualifies to start a research project."

Cheng Rui walked straight to the podium, pulled a document from her folder, and projected it onto the screen.

"Freshmen are required to complete thirty-two credits. Rong Yu currently has forty-nine credits," Cheng Rui said coldly. "According to school regulations, she is already classified as a sophomore. Sophomores are eligible to apply for projects. It just so happens that Professor Lin was the one reviewing her application. How did that become a 'shady deal' in your mouth?"

The classroom erupted.

"What? Forty-nine credits?"

"School's only been going for less than two months. How did she manage that?"

"Look at the screen. It says she worked on several national-level projects and got bonus points, so..."

"Oh my God, national-level projects..."

Cheng Rui turned to the class. "I know you all have doubts, but Tsinghua's rule is simple: if you have the ability, you move up. Rong Yu completed her freshman credits ahead of schedule. Classmates, take her as an example, work hard, and live up to the Tianxingjian class..."

Duan Fei's face was as dark as a storm cloud. He grabbed his bag and stormed out of the classroom.

The rest of the students, as if injected with adrenaline, flipped open their books and frantically began studying and solving problems.

After the first class ended, Rong Yu and her roommates headed to the lab.

Rong Yu swiped her access card. The metal door slid open. As she stepped inside, she nearly collided with a tall figure.

"Sorry, this lab is already occupied," said a warm, gentle male voice.

Yu Kexin recognized him immediately. "Senior Jiang Dai!"

Rong Yu also recognized him—he had been one of the male hosts at the welcome party. Word had it he was Tsinghua's top senior.

Jiang Dai stood in front of the lab bench, his white lab coat buttoned neatly all the way up. He said flatly, "I've reserved this lab. Find another one."

Rong Yu's voice was even cooler. "I've reserved this lab for five consecutive days, from ten in the morning to nine at night. May I ask how Senior Jiang Dai managed to book it? Or did you just decide to take it over because you couldn't get a reservation?"

"Little sister, you're only a freshman, yet you have the clearance to book an S-level lab. I'll give you credit for that." Jiang Dai adjusted his thick glasses. "But the projects a freshman can initiate are limited. You don't really need precision instruments like these. So why waste resources? Let's compromise. I'll book another lab for you. How about that?"