The wooden door was very light.

Lin Xian only tapped it twice with his knuckles, and the wooden door slid open inward, accompanied by a heart-wrenching creaking sound.

Xu Yun, who was concentrating on his research, was startled by the sound. He raised his head and frowned at Lin Xian.

Lin Xian bowed apologetically with a smile.

An unfriendly gaze was cast from across the room:

"Young man, I think I made myself very clear that day in the hospital. Why can't you understand?"

Lin Xian shook his head and walked in:

"Professor Xu, you've misunderstood. I'm not here for that chemical substance this time, nor am I representing MX Company."

"Our General Manager Zhao has already said at the meeting that our new product launch will consider other products and will not bother you about this matter again."

...

After listening to Lin Xian, Professor Xu Yun's expression improved a little.

He lowered his head, his glasses close to the microscope eyepiece, his left hand carefully twisting the fine adjustment knob:

"Then I thank you for your kindness. It would be good if every cosmetics company was as understanding as Miss Zhao."

Lin Xian stepped forward, placed the stapled documents he was holding on the lab table, and looked at Professor Xu Yun:

"Professor Xu, I'm here to give you this information about the hibernation pod filling fluid. When you have time, you might want to take a look. What's recorded on it might give your research some inspiration and help."

Xu Yun was stunned.

He raised his head, adjusted his glasses, and looked at Lin Xian with disbelief:

"You..."

Xu Yun was momentarily at a loss for words. He paused and continued:

"I remember you said you graduated from the Academy of Art and Design?"

"Yes."

"Do you understand the knowledge of the hibernation field?"

"Only a smattering..."

"Then where did this information come from?"

Lin Xian was silent for a moment, then slowly said:

"That's not convenient to say."

Xu Yun sighed and chuckled:

"Young man... I appreciate your intentions and kindness. But different professions are like different mountains, especially scientific research, which can't be explained clearly or broken through with just a few simple words."

"I think this information of yours was copied from the internet or from some folk scientist, right? These things are not credible, child... Take these things away."

Professor Xu Yun waved his hand and continued to look into the microscope:

"I will save my daughter myself."

"But Professor Xu, you really should take a look at what's in this manuscript."

Lin Xian continued to explain:

"There are solutions to the 'ice crystal' problem in here. You must also find it difficult to overcome this problem, right?"

"You even know about ice crystals? It seems you did some research, but this is an old topic on the internet," Xu Yun said calmly.

Xu Yun still completely disbelieved what Lin Xian said.

Lin Xian felt a little helpless.

But he knew that with his shallow knowledge, it would be difficult to convince Professor Xu Yun. After all, he didn't even recognize the things he had copied down himself.

Alas.

That's the bad thing about scientists.

Too stubborn, too unyielding, too rigid, too trusting in formulas and not believing in metaphysics.

Lin Xian pushed the manuscript he had painstakingly copied closer, and finally advised:

"Professor Xu, when you have time, please take a look at it, it won't waste too much of your time."

Professor Xu Yun looked at the microscope, perfunctorily nodded, waved his hand to signal Lin Xian to leave and not disturb him.

Lin Xian didn't say much, turned around and left.

He closed the door.

...

Walking out of the laboratory building, the warm sun was shining. Lin Xian stretched.

He wasn't sure if the stubborn Professor Xu Yun would eventually take the time to look at the manuscript he had copied.

But there was nothing he could do.

"Respect other people's fate, I guess."

His brain and hands had been aching from copying the manuscript for the past few days. If Xu Yun wasn't willing to take a look at it in the end, then he would have done his best.

Lin Xian let out a long breath, took one last breath of the refreshing air of Donghai University that he missed, and went back to work at the company.

Since Zhao Yingjun had given up on the "Professor Xu Yun Moisturizing Cream Plan," not only did the product development have to start from scratch, but the copywriting design for Rhein Cat also had to be reconsidered:

"There are so many troubles..."

"Without the moisturizing cream to lead the way, can this new Rhein brand really succeed?"

Lin Xian curled his lips.

He wasn't sure either.

...

In the following days.

Lin Xian worked on the design adjustments for Rhein Cat at MX Company during the day, and went to other bookstores and video stores in his dreams at night to look for more works related to Rhein Cat, looking for inspiration.

As the date of the Rhein new brand launch approached, the tasks of each department were very heavy, and Lin Xian was no exception.

...

Night.

Donghai University Laboratory.

Professor Xu Yun, covered in sweat, stared excitedly at the microscope.

This was another brain-racking experiment...

It could be said to be his last trump card, the last method he could think of to overcome the "ice crystal problem."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, took off his white coat and threw it on the chair in the distance. He stretched his arms wide several times, clenched his fists, and carefully put his eyes on the microscope.

On the computer screen next to him, the temperature values were constantly decreasing...

13 degrees Celsius,

3 degrees Celsius,

0 degrees Celsius,

-1 degrees Celsius,

-3 degrees Celsius...

As the temperature continued to decrease, ice nuclei began to condense at the edge of the microscope's observation area, and then ice crystals, sharp and beautiful, began to condense with the ice nuclei as the core.

Xu Yun's heart beat faster.

He grabbed his chest, his eyes fixed on the living cell in the very center of the microscope.

It was still slowly squirming.

The cell membrane was still there.

The cell fluid inside flowed slowly.

"Don't freeze... don't freeze..."

Professor Xu Yun whispered in prayer.

The display next to him showed that the temperature was still decreasing, and had reached -16 degrees Celsius.

However!

A change occurred!

Several extremely small ice nuclei suddenly appeared inside the cell!

Then, with the ice nuclei as the core, six sharp and symmetrical snowflake-shaped ice crystals quickly spread out!

The speed was so fast that in an instant, countless sharp ice crystals pierced the fragile cell membrane!

The living cell that had just been plump and wriggling instantly looked like a deflated ball... The cell fluid that flowed out quickly turned into ice crystals and froze.

Everything froze and stopped.

The living cell that had just been wriggling was now completely turned into a frozen specimen, sealed in a snowflake ice crystal...

Thump.

Professor Xu Yun himself collapsed in the chair like a deflated ball.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, his voice hoarse:

"Failed again..."

He took off his glasses and put them aside, supported his hands on the table, and rubbed his dry eye sockets.

He casually wanted to grab something to wipe his eyes.

He turned his head.

He happened to see a stack of stapled manuscript paper on the table.

It was covered in black, handwritten text and symbols.

It was messy, but the writing was neat.

Right at the beginning of the first page...

The two large characters "Bing Jing (ice crystal)" pierced Xu Yun's soul like the tip of a needle.

"..."

Xu Yun stared at these two words.

As if possessed, he reached out his hand...

And picked up the manuscript.