Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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"Don't be discouraged, since he has spent so long to understand, he has to try, otherwise, the time just now was not wasted." Professor Zhang Dayong knew Yang Rui's mood and patted him for comfort.

In China, Professor Zhang Dayong often encounters such a situation. From time to time, students will come to him with papers or experimental records. Some people are confident and feel that they have made amazing achievements and just wait. Authoritative recognition can make you famous in one fell swoop. Some people are uneasy, but they come here with courage and anticipation, hoping for recognition, but lacking self-confidence...

However, no matter what it is, most of the research is meaningless. Either it was studied by the predecessors, or the research was wrong, or the experiment was not rigorous enough.

It’s like comparing KFC ice cubes with toilet water. A layman may think that he has done an extremely magical experiment. However, when KFC ice cubes are placed in a non-pure container and placed at room temperature for half an hour , All the basis of comparison has disappeared, nothing more than a smug and meaningless short film.

Professor Zhang Dayong is not sure what format Yang Rui's paper is in, but he can only comfort him at this time.

In his own experience, he at least reads articles sent by students from academic classes like Yang Rui.

But when you look at it, it depends on the conditions at the time. If he is busy experimenting himself, there is nothing he can do if he can't take care of it. If you have time, it's normal to watch it faster.

Of course, many times, Zhang Dayong will also talk about papers sent by others, eh his own students, it is a part of edutainment and fun, and Zhang Dayong doesn't care about the effect.

Zhang Dayong feels a little sympathetic to Yang Rui's state. He is in a foreign land and can't help feeling sentimental: "Professor Evans must be a busy person. Please ask him to try this. This step is a good step, but this kind of thing is impatient, you have to be patient. right?"

Yang Rui gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not discouraged. What's the use of being discouraged? Black heart and red heart are better."

Zhang Dayong smiled: "Just kidding."

Yang Rui smiled back, but thought in his heart: I'm not joking at all.

In the face of great gains and great disputes, Catalpa Yang Rui felt a little desperate.

Now, if he could bribe a professor to get himself qualified for the theme report, Yang Rui would never be reluctant to pay.

However, Yang Rui didn't even know who to go for the bribe.

The road to the black heart is not so easy to follow. The so-called not being able to find the temple gate with the pig's head is probably Yang Rui's current state.

"Don't think about it, sit down and listen to the lecture." Zhang Dayong took Yang Rui and sat down.

Yang Rui leaned his **** to the bench, then looked up at the professor who was giving a report in front of him, and an uncontrollable thought came up in his mind:

If I can refute the professor Rasgul who gave today's report, everyone will definitely be interested in me and the research I have done.

With this thought in mind, Yang Rui couldn't help but straighten up, quietly preparing while looking down at the lecture paper.

His preparation is naturally to read relevant papers from his mind and make large-scale inquiries with him to determine contradictory points.

Today’s opening speaker is Professor Ras Gul of Columbia University. From his paper, it can be seen that he is mainly reporting his research on chloroplast molecular genetics and genetic engineering.

For the layman, this is a bit boring, but for the insider, it is a simple narrative like a chronicle, which suits some people's appetite.

Yang Rui was inevitably disappointed.

People are describing his work and research, and he has nothing to overthrow.

Even if you say "there is a problem with what you are doing", in this kind of project under study, it is actually of the nature of finding fault-it is because the project has many problems, so it needs to be studied. If everything is clear, what research is there? The meaning of?

Yang Rui hopes to be a correct and steady rebuttal.

This may not be common in other disciplines, but it is actually very common in biology, mainly because of the rapid renewal of biology.

Not to mention the research field, it is the biology textbook. It is necessary to change it every few years. It is tantamount to saying that many arguments that sound extremely valuable now will be unreliable in a few years.

Yang Rui originally thought that he was very hopeful to stand up and fight, but Professor Rasgul said that everything was stable, and people focused on their own projects and research. In this case, Yang Rui just wanted to find it difficult. At the very least, he can't get the other party's data.

A few hours of lectures flashed by. Zhang Dayong and others withdrew with them. At the same time, some people gathered around to congratulate Professor Rasgul.

Yang Rui, who was somewhat depressed, suddenly lit up.

He also followed a few people and squeezed to Professor Rasgul.

"Professor Rasgul, this is what I did. As long as the endonuclease is controlled, your laboratory will become a top laboratory." Yang Rui used simple sales words to pass the instrument to Professor Rasgul.

Three instruments were stuffed in his bag to deal with this situation.

Professor Rasgul was too late to refuse, so he was stuffed into his hand by the ritual.

"My thesis and the instrument manual are here..." Yang Rui was squeezed away as he spoke.

Professor Rasgur didn't take it seriously either, and put the instrument on the podium, as if not prepared to pay attention.

Yang Rui couldn't help but went back to the room to add a new ritual, and continued to wander in the venue.

After the keynote speech was over, everyone seemed obvious or a lot more active.

A day later, Yang Rui will only arrive; and the evaluation and seat he wanted has never arrived.

"It really doesn't work, so I can only rent a small hall and give myself a report." Yang Rui was helpless.

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The Molecular Genetics Laboratory of Columbia University~www.NovelMTL.com~Professor Rasgul continued to practice and work, and at the same time chatted with Professor Evans beside him without a word.

While observing the work content of the people in the laboratory, Evans also compared it with the working dogs in his own laboratory.

His eyes swept back and forth on the experimental table, and after a while, he saw a familiar box.

"Is this made by your laboratory?" Evans felt nervous, worried that he had encountered a liar.

Professor Rasgul took a look and recalled: "It's not from our laboratory, but a Chinese. He asked me to try it."

"Yang Rui?" Evans still remembered his name.

Professor Rasgul thought for a while, nodded and said, "Probably it's the name."

Evans rolled his eyes and said, "Would you like to try Yang Rui's guess? Everything seems to be readily available."

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