Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Yang Rui, the movie tonight is "Caravan", do you want to see it?" Mao Qiming rushed in with two green movie tickets.

Meal tickets, water tickets, and movie tickets are the top three tickets in universities, and their status is no less than that of later generations of mobile phones and ipads. Of course, movie tickets are not cheap either. A green ticket of 1 cent can be exchanged for a bowl of meat in the cafeteria.

However, between the spiritual food and the food, the students who have aspirations choose the spiritual food, and the goal that everyone pursues is naturally to satisfy the food while also satisfying the spiritual food.

The movie tickets are considered high-level expenses for the students.

Yang Rui was scanning the literature. Before he had time to speak, Dong Zhicheng in the upper bunk couldn't help it. He stuck his head out of the mosquito net and shouted, "Mao Qiming, you have enough. What's wrong with the movie ticket? You're going to be fine, you find a girl to send water to send the ticket, and pester Yang Rui, what are you doing?"

Yang Rui shook off his chair with a "poof".

Mao Qiming was also choked badly, and said for a long time: "How can I say it, I'm a vote for fame, do you understand?"

Dong Zhicheng frowned: "Vote for the name?"

"You read masterpieces every day, but the Water Margin hasn't read it? Lin rushed up to Liangshan, and Wang Lun asked him to go down the mountain to kill someone. It's called a trading title..."

"Your vote is a movie ticket?" Dong Zhicheng interrupted and laughed.

Mao Qiming curled his lips and said, "There is also water and rice."

"What are you going to do with your name? Are you trying to rob you?"

"At least it's embarrassing, it's so ugly to rob a house..."

Dong Zhicheng couldn't help laughing: "I thought you were going to say to walk for the sky."

"What's the meaning of walking for the heavens? *I have said it. The Water Margin is good for surrenderism, so we need to criticize it. I think that walking for the heavens should also be criticized, right?"

"What do you criticize?"

"Why do they act for the heavens, who allowed them to do the heavens? So, they are not doing the heavens, but their own ways. If they want to rob their houses, they will rob their houses. If they want to open a black shop, they will open a black shop. How can it be done! A big bowl of meat and a big bowl of drinking, and no production, where there is so much meat and wine for them to eat, in the final analysis, it is not stealing other people's food... Yang Rui, what do you think?" Mao Qiming turned his head and asked Yang Rui.

"It's interesting." Yang Rui scrutinized Mao Qiming unexpectedly. This Hunan guy didn't mention whether he was right or not, but he was a bit of a bit of a bit of thinking.

In China in 1984, there were really not many students who could say "why". Everyone is studying politics, reading newspapers and magazines, but their thinking tends to be the same.

For comparison, although Dong Zhicheng has read many famous works, his thoughts are not necessarily influenced by what kind.

Yang Rui's thoughts flashed by, and he smiled cooperatively, and then said: "Xiao Ming, you say that embarrassment is a traitor, who is a wolf and who is a crook?"

When he was called Xiao Ming, Mao Qiming was suddenly energetic and said with a smile: "You are a wolf, and I am a mess, that's for sure!"

Dong Zhicheng couldn't bear to read it and covered his face: "Mao Qiming, you fellow...what do you think of Yang Rui?"

Mao Qiming curled his lips: "What do you know, Yang Rui is a real wolf. The central enterprise gave him 100,000 yuan and asked him to distribute it casually. Have you heard of it?"

"I heard." Dong Zhicheng put down his book and coughed vigorously.

As a student of Peking University, according to social tradition, he should have regarded money as dung. In other words, after graduating from Peking University, whether they enter an enterprise or a ministry, five years and ten years later, they are eligible to decide hundreds of thousands of millions of yuan. Whereabouts.

However, as a student who has not yet graduated, Dong Zhicheng really can't treat money as dung.

One hundred thousand pieces of dung is too much.

Mao Qiming put his hands on his hips and asked: "You said, the average wolf can let the central enterprise give him 100,000 yuan and then distribute it casually?"

"This is really amazing." Dong Zhicheng admitted.

"What's more powerful, you don't know, our brother Rui is not only a fierce wolf, but a good wolf!"

Right now, Yang Rui also covered his face: "What kind of animal is a good wolf?"

"The good wolf is you!" Mao Qiming said, "Brother Rui, wait for a few days. When I have an idea, we can be embarrassed."

Dong Zhicheng didn't freeze his face, and laughed aloud.

Yang Rui was also dumbfounded.

"Yang Rui!" The door of the dormitory was knocked.

"Come in."

It was a counselor who came in.

"Yang Rui, there is something wrong, come out for a while." Usually, the counselor said this to scare many people, but now it is pleasant and pleasant, and it makes people feel at ease when they hear it.

When Yang Rui went out, Mao Qiming winked at Dong Zhicheng and said, "You see, there must be someone who wants Yang Rui to allocate some casually."

The counselor outside the door and Yang Rui heard it, and the counselor coughed heavily and said, "Let's go out and talk."

"Just go to the corner of the floor." Yang Rui didn't want to go too far.

"Uh... there are still people waiting downstairs."

"Who?"

The instructor was a little embarrassed and said, "It's Professor Fu from our biology department."

Yang Rui suddenly remembered Professor Fu, the associate professor at this time. When he first enrolled, his senior introduced Professor Fu to him. At that time, the senior wanted him to be included in Professor Fu's research group. However, the young rich professor in his 30s may be considered young and promising at Peking University, but he is not within Yang Rui's consideration.

Facts have proved that Professor Tang Ji is more in line with Yang Rui's needs. He has a private laboratory and financial funds, which can shelter Yang Rui, and is not like a young researcher who wants to succeed by any means. Except for hoping to upgrade his laboratory to a national-level laboratory, Professor Tang Ji has almost no desire.

Back then, if Yang Rui entered Professor Fu's laboratory, let alone the funding could not be guaranteed, he would have to let Professor Fu name all the papers he wrote.

Unlike a professor at the age of Tang Zhong, a researcher in his thirties is really good at killing chickens and getting eggs, they are extremely eager to accumulate.

For the same research, Tang Zhong didn't have to travel around, and he had nearly one million yuan in funding a year, which allowed his laboratory to be the first batch to apply for a national laboratory. The 30-year-old associate professor is quite miserable. He is actually linked to the laboratory of other professors. He can only be said to be relatively **. The funds applied for can not be used as much as they want, and he must not contribute to it.

Therefore, Tang Ji just congratulated Yang Rui for obtaining funding for the foreign trade of Chinese medicine, and Professor Fu wanted to talk about it.

Standing in the corridor, Yang Rui turned his mind and said, "I don't know Professor Fu."

"Don't you know each other when you meet?"

Yang Rui smiled and said, "I'm afraid that meeting is too expensive."

The counselor looked embarrassed: "Don't think about it, Professor Fu just got to know you."

"Not today." Yang Rui shook his head.

The counselor had a weird expression and said, "Professor Fu has already gone downstairs, so I have to meet him anyway."

After meeting, his work is complete.

"Counselor~www.NovelMTL.com~ I'm sorry, I really have something else." Yang Rui patted the counselor on the shoulder, returned to the dormitory without looking back, and locked the door by the way.

There will be no conflicts without meeting. If the status is equal, Yang Rui naturally doesn't care about meeting, but when an associate professor comes to chat with a student, Yang Rui doesn't think he is willing to return without success.

If you want to send the other party, you have to give something, Yang Rui felt that it is better not to meet at all.

Mao Qiming, who was still in the dormitory, heard the sound of the door lock, and asked strangely: "That's it? What is the instructor asking you for?"

Yang Rui sat back in his seat and said, "Nosy. By the way, Xiao Ming, do you have time, I will take you to see a few people in the afternoon."

"If you have time, who do you see?"

"A few of my high school classmates are also studying in Beijing." Yang Rui felt that after a semester of adaptation, the Ruixue group seemed to be more active.

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