Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Chapter 489: Walk around

Yang Ruizheng's skipping class.

Of course, skipping classes is not called skipping classes for people doing research, it's called quiet thinking.

The teachers understood Yang Rui very well. They didn't hear the call when they were called, and they laughed off. How difficult it is to publish the cell. If you can publish the cell every day in class, do you really think that you are a god?

Therefore, the professors who came to teach biological sciences all felt that it was normal for Yang Rui not to come to class, but that it was not normal to come to class.

The first-year students teach basic knowledge, and it is impossible for Yang Rui to master these things.

The professors all smiled when they clicked on Yang Rui's name, and the other teachers were even more embarrassed to catch Yang Rui.

Up to now, Yang Rui, who still wrote some homework in the first semester, even saved his homework, and lived the life of a later generation college student.

For college students in 1984, 30 years later, they will live more comfortably than gods.

Teachers like Jing Yulan are not easy in college.

At 7 o'clock in the evening the next day, she came back from school in sweat, apologetic: "I wanted to come back earlier, but the school was cleaned up, so I had to stay."

"No cleaner?"

"The whole school is cleaned, where can the cleaners come here." Jing Yulan smiled and shook his head.

"As a result, the professors and researchers who were short of time were allowed to do sanitation. It was really miserable." Yang Rui said half-jokingly: "That is to say, the labor force of students is too worthless. Otherwise, they will be charged according to the work-study fees. I would rather hire a cleaner."

"Professors and researchers don't need to practice hygiene. It is our little lecturers who are working." Jing Yulan said that the tip of her nose moved, and asked: "Did you cook the meat?"

"The sirloin is simmered in the pressure cooker, and I will make this too. I will press it at six o'clock. It will be fine after a while. By the way, you are responsible for the seasoning. I don't know how much salt to sprinkle." Yang Rui said. He started to wash his hands, as if he was ready to start a meal at any time.

Jing Yulan felt her stomach, she was hungry. She looked at the pile of green onions, ginger, garlic and other things that had not been processed on the chopping board. She shook her head and smiled: "You don't know how much salt you put, but you cook the meat decently. Up."

"If I eat it by myself, I don't even put salt in it. When it's cooked, I just pick it up. Sprinkle with pepper and salt. I don't need to learn this step.

Jing Yulan laughed, processed the seasoning twice, and said casually: "Why can you buy such fat beef every time?"

"I'll tip." Yang Rui looked like a big money.

"You don't buy it every day, how does he know when to leave it to you?"

"I made a call in advance to the market and told the people in the market what I wanted, and they would prepare it for me."

"They help you prepare for...for a tip?" Jing Yulan was dizzy.

"Just hand in cigarettes. People don't take money. It's vulgar." Yang Rui said with a smile on his face. "Please ask a nanny. It costs dozens of dollars a month. Give the people in the market a few packs of cigarettes. It's very."

Jing Yulan was dumb.

Yang Rui watched Jing Yulan wash the rice and wash the vegetables, and from time to time he helped a little, touching his little hands and so on, but he was very happy.

For three days in a row, Yang Rui was in a state of eating and drinking, half-rested.

The experimental team in Tang Ji’s laboratory was not very skilled, and the progress was slow, but Hua Rui’s laboratory was very skilled. It didn’t take Yang Rui to bother, as both parties only needed to make a few phone calls to find out about the situation. If the technology is more advanced, and if there is an e-mail, Yang Rui can save even making calls on time.

However, the message that Yang Rui hoped in the school gradually disappeared but failed to materialize. The rumors in the school are less circulated, but far from disappearing, and there is a tendency to ferment.

In the era of information explosion, it is easy for a celebrity to come and go with a hot discussion. It might not be possible to stick to it for two days. But in the 1980s, it was not easy for everyone to spread a piece of information. Naturally, it was fun. Longer.

Yang Rui was absent from class for a few days, at best, it was time to dig deeper into the rumors.

Several boring graduate students even began to analyze and guess the names of professors at the University of Tokyo.

In fact, there are only a few individuals in Dongda Biology who will publish papers, and even fewer of them are researching ion membranes.

On Monday of the second week, the letter sent back pushed the guess to the **.

When Yang Rui received the call, he could no longer play and disappear, so he had to return to the laboratory to accept onlookers.

Look at the excitement... No, it should be the crowd who came to walk around, almost squeezing Tang's laboratory.

Moreover, everyone spontaneously formed a chat organization to exchange information:

"Does the letter sent back mean a final decision?"

"Not necessarily." There are well-intentioned people next to it: "Peer review is generally made by two or three people. Yang Rui only rejects them, and if the other one or two pass, the papers of Dongda professors will still be published, but it is also It may be modified by others."

"Then it must be judged unanimously?"

"If the judgments are inconsistent, it is necessary to edit and analyze the reasons. The party with sufficient reasons will count. This is not enough."

"Yang Rui asked the other party to make changes?"

"Yes, but it depends on the opinions of other reviewers. If I, Yang Rui, are so young, it's still not suitable to win the trust."

"If you don't believe his judgment, why should he be a reviewer? Foreigners are bored to make this trouble. People don't care about age."

"How can I not care."

"Do you care whether a professor in the United States is 20 or 30? Li Zhengdao seems to be a professor in his 20s."

"Comparing Li Zhengdao with Yang Rui is too exaggerated."

"Li Zhengdao went to the United States after graduating from Southwest Associated University, and Yang Rui went to the United States after graduating from Peking University. Maybe how to develop."

"Hey, can't we cultivate a Nobel Prize in China?"

After the topic went wrong ~www.NovelMTL.com~Yang Rui returned to Tang Central Laboratory and nodded to the onlookers: "Walking."

"Hey, wander around." The onlookers were like uncle smokers in the threshing mill, greeted freely, each with their eyes widened, waiting to see Yang Rui's performance.

It was Tang Ji who pulled Yang Rui into the office, closed the door, sighed, and whispered, "This screwdriver, just point to your joke."

"Not surprisingly, I robbed them of the limelight and blocked their way. Some people can't understand how normal it is." Yang Rui was not affected as much as Tang Zhong imagined.

"Aren't you angry?" Tang focused on looking at Yang Rui. He is getting older, and maybe he is used to being pointed, but Yang Rui is young and energetic, and he should be an impulsive age.

Yang Rui shrugged and said, "There are so many resources. I have taken up, and others are gone. What makes me angry is that they are angry."

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