Negative Electrode Material Chapter 63

Oktoberfest

Chapter 63 Oktoberfest

One day at noon, someone in the battery project group chat sent a message, meaning that he was lucky enough to book a table at the Oktoberfest this year. If you want to go, vote in the group.

The group chat immediately became lively. Some people immediately responded and started sending excited emoticons; others directly voted “not to go”.When Lin Yi got off work that day, he remembered to look at his phone. There were already dozens of unread messages in the group.Over the past month, he has become familiar with everyone. Thinking that this Oktoberfest is also a required part of a trip to Munich, he voted to go.

On that day, the rhythm in the laboratory was obviously relaxed. People who had been to the Oktoberfest began to teach their experiences to those who had not been, and the heroes mentioned their bravery back then.Some people put on traditional leather pants when they came to work in the morning, preparing to go directly from the laboratory.Lin Yi didn’t buy any traditional Bavarian clothes. He only wore a plaid woolen suit jacket, which he hadn’t put on since he brought it in. After taking it out, he had a bit of a domestic feel.He had his hair cut in advance, and it didn’t take up much space among a group of tall young people, but it had neat outlines and coordinated colors.

Just after three o’clock in the afternoon, people began to gather.Someone closed the computer and said, “That’s it for today.”The entrance to the laboratory briefly became lively. Everyone confirmed the number of people. Some people reminded them to bring cash, while others emphasized that their mobile phones must be fully charged.

At four o’clock, people starting from school started walking to the subway station together.At this point in time, there were obviously more pedestrians on the street, and the sense of direction became monotonous—almost everyone was going to the same place.The subway station was much more crowded than usual.The platform was full of people, many of the men were wearing leather shorts and green or beige fur coats, and the women were wearing dirndl dresses, showing off their plump and powerful figures.

When we arrived at Theresienwiese, the door opened, like a small hole in an overfilled bag, and people poured out like beans.When we got to the ground, our field of vision suddenly opened up – the outline of the tent appeared in the distance, the flag swayed in the wind, and the sound was no less than in the subway.The bean crowd continued to flow forward, the excitement building up as they got closer to the beer tent.

The air smelled of alcohol, food, and grass. The music came from different directions and was masked by the voices of people around him.While talking to his colleagues, Lin Yi felt everything around him. There are many crowded places in China, but large alcohol-themed amusement parks are rare.

Some of the people who came together couldn’t wait and followed the flow of people directly to the tent to start drinking immediately.The teaching assistant who picked up Lin Yi took Lin Yi and another doctor and said that he wanted to take a walk first, fearing that he would not want to go shopping after drinking too much.

The outside looks like an elongated transition zone.The Ferris wheel rotates slowly not far away, the lights turn on and off in circles, and short and concentrated screams occasionally come from the high-altitude amusement facilities.Various facilities and stalls were mixed together without clear boundaries. For some reason, Lin Yi thought of the phrase “the world is just a huge grass-top team” and chuckled to himself.

After walking around for a short time, the three of them returned to the tent.When we entered the tent, the temperature immediately changed: tropical rainforest.

The air was thick and humid, making breathing difficult.The band’s sound is no longer the background, but the dominant one. It hits the floor and the long table, and even the chest resonates.

His line of sight was blocked by the constantly raised wine glasses and heads, so he couldn’t clearly see the numbers on the table at a glance.Some people stood up to look for someone, and some simply stepped on the benches and moved in.Long wooden tables are arranged in rows, and each row is packed with people. The benches have no backrests. After people sit down, their bodies naturally lean forward, as if they are forced to participate in the same direction.

Finding colleagues took longer than expected.The assistant teacher walked in front, looking up to confirm the mark in the tent, and kept saying, “It should be around here.”They weaved back and forth between rows of tables, forced to stop several times to let others pass.The drink was passed over the head, and a few drops splashed on the ground, which were quickly stepped away.

As they approached their table, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief when their colleague waved.

His table has a typical Oktoberfest configuration: a long wooden table with benches of the same length, without backrests, and one table can seat many people.Adjacent tables are placed almost back to back, leaving little space for passage.After sitting down, your body will naturally be very close to the guests at the table next to you. If you move a little bigger, you will touch each other.Lin Yi squeezed into the bench and sat down. Fortunately, there were not many people sitting behind him, so the seat was relatively spacious.

The beer was brought quickly, one liter at a time, in a large, thick-walled, opaque glass, which was generous and made a low muffled sound when placed on the table.Lin Yi was in awe of the German waitress and served more than ten glasses at a time. The strength of these two arms was countless times greater than his.

After the first toast, the conversation quickly turned to the embarrassing incident of getting drunk at the Oktoberfest.Some people said that they were tipsy and followed the wrong crowd for a long time. They originally wanted to go to the subway station, but went around in a big circle and returned to the same tent. Others mentioned that they had seen a family bring their children who were still drinking milk to join in the fun. The adults raised their glasses, the children held up their bottles, and the whole table cheered.

Lin Yi listened, and naturally spelled out those pictures in his mind, and also laughed.Stories like this are not new, but they are easy to catch.Soon, the alcohol raised the overall mood a notch, and the language began to deform unknowingly.People who originally communicated in English slowly switched back to German; people who originally spoke average English suddenly became fluent.Only Lin Yi’s speaking rhythm and volume remained almost unchanged.

Just looking at the appearance, almost everyone would think that Lin Yi would pour a cup.But in fact, he was rarely really drunk.Only a few people in the school knew about his drinking capacity, such as the dean of the School of Materials Science. At a formal banquet, he personally saw him drink a pound of Wuliangye, his face was only slightly red, and he showed up in the office as usual the next day, with no trace of a hangover.After that, every time there was an event, the dean would half-jokingly try to drag him away to stop the drink, but he always made excuses to avoid it.

After another toast, the music happened to change to a faster tempo.The teaching assistant had already slapped the table, and the doctoral student swayed a few times to the beat, and his laughter was pushed higher.After this round of drinking, everyone sat back on the bench one after another.

Just as Lin Yi sat down, there was a movement behind him.Someone was squeezing in from the table behind him, trying to take a seat on the bench.The space was limited, and the movements on both sides happened almost at the same time – the next second, their backs collided firmly together.

Lin Yi subconsciously hissed and immediately turned around.The other party turned around almost at the same time, apologizing while still maintaining a half-sitting posture.

“Sorry——”

Halfway through his words, his voice stopped.

Their eyes met in the air, without any buffering.At that moment, the voices of the people around him seemed to be pushed away, and the music lost its specific outline, leaving only a vague vibration.

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