Li Xu waited for a whole day, but his phone remained silent.
His email inbox was empty, and no red unread notification appeared next to his professor's profile picture on WeChat.
He sighed, tossed his phone aside, and rubbed his sore eyes.
'Looks like it's vanished without a trace...' He gave a self-deprecating laugh.
After all, a conjecture without supporting experimental data was probably no different from a wild fantasy to the rigorous academic world.
Of course, it was also possible that not enough time had passed, and they simply hadn't seen it yet.
Just as he was about to shut down his computer, his phone suddenly vibrated.
The two words "Professor Gao" flashed on the screen.
"Professor Gao?" Li Xu was a bit surprised and quickly answered the call.
"Xiao Li, am I interrupting you?" Gao Guanghui's voice sounded somewhat urgent.
"Not at all, not at all. Please, go ahead."
"That brown rice of yours, where did you get it?" Gao Guanghui got straight to the point.
