"Old Li, over here!" he whispered, waving his hand a few times.
Li Renzhe walked over and immediately complained, "Why are you still wearing a hat and glasses? Are you playing some kind of blind man's game?"
"Screw off!"
Zhao Yi stood up and kicked at him.
"Just kidding! Haha, just a joke!" Li Renzhe quickly dodged and flopped down beside him, sighing in complaint, "I never should have chosen microbiology research as my field!"
"What happened?"
"It's exhausting!"
Li Renzhe said gloomily, "Just when I started to relax a bit, for a while it's been nothing but experiments, recording data, more experiments, more data. It's so boring!"
"You've got it down?" Zhao Yi asked.
Li Renzhe glared and said, "If you've done the same experiment tens or hundreds of times, even a pig would get it."
"The most frustrating part is, even though I already know how to do it, I still have to keep doing it."
"My mentor says patience is key in microbiology research..."
"Ugh!"