The moonlight is radiant, and the shadows of the lamps cut through.
At eight in the evening, Lu Cheng and Mu Nanshu both put down their books and laptops. Lu Cheng sat on the sofa with Mu Nanshu in his lap.
The two sipped their coffee slowly, and after Mu Nanshu put down the coffee, he said, "Today I met Professor Qu, he's quite an interesting old fellow."
As Mu Nanshu spoke, he got up from Lu Cheng and gave him a curious look.
Lu Cheng straightened his back, looking calm and offering no explanation: "Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to call Professor Qu an old man?"
Mu Nanshu's expression was dismissive: "Honestly, he's just a little old man, very competitive."
"Professor Dong learns faster than him, so he tries to find flaws and shortcomings in Professor Dong's learning process."
"Nitpicking, just to prove he hasn't lost."
Lu Cheng had performed surgery in the operating room with Qu Daowen a few times but didn't know him well.
