Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Yang Rui!" When returning to the dormitory, a girl rushed over and stopped Yang Rui and Mao Qiming.

Yang Rui seemed to smell the breath of a familiar woman, and obediently stopped: "You know me?"

"I don't know anyone, how can I not know Yang Rui!" The girl who came flying stood in front of Yang Rui, stretched out her hand, and said, "My name is Han Mei, and I'm a reporter from the school newspaper. I can give you an interview." ?"

"Han Meimei?"

"Han Mei!" The girl's voice was extremely crisp, and she asked again: "Can we do an interview? We can sit by the flower bed."

"Can you not do it?"

"Yes, it is your freedom to accept interviews."

"but?"

"But I will follow you." Han Mei smiled half a smile.

"Okay." Yang Rui looked at his watch, there was still plenty of time, and he had nothing to do these two days, so he sat on the edge of the flower bed as he said.

Han Mei brushed her hair, sat opposite Yang Rui with satisfaction, and asked the first question: "Student Yang Rui, what is your ideal university like?"

"Peking University is pretty good." Yang Rui replied perfunctorily.

Han Mei didn't pursue it, and immediately asked: "Then what is your ideal partner?"

Yang Rui suddenly became tongue-tied, although there are 30-year-old uncles everywhere in the university, but few people will talk about who my target is in public. Chinese society has always been shy about this.

It is even more inappropriate to write in the school newspaper.

"Do you have a date?" Han Mei asked again before waiting for Yang Rui's answer.

"The school newspaper still wants to interview these?" Yang Rui didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Students don't like to read the school newspaper anymore. Hey, they just read "Harvest" and "People's Literature". Those who read newspapers also go to "People's Daily" and "Reference News". I don’t mean to care about it. The country's major affairs are not good, but you should first care about the small things around you. The former students all came here specifically to read the school newspaper..." Han Mei immediately entered the complaining mode, and Yang Rui's eyes turned green when he heard it, and then continued: " I have no choice but to interview the readers with content they like in order to attract them to read the school newspaper. Everyone is most interested in you now, and girls must want to know if you have a date."

Not to mention Yang Rui,

Mao Qiming next to him couldn't stop laughing.

Han Mei remained calm.

Mao Qiming smiled and envied Yang Rui.

The female reporter is not bad, and she is also a girl from the journalism department of Peking University. She does the interview in a serious manner, and she is considered talented and attractive.

Secondly, it was the first time for Mao Qiming to observe and interview on the spot, even if it was an interview for the school newspaper, it had nothing to do with him.

He looked at Yang Rui for a while, and the female reporter for a while, almost drooling.

Of course Yang Rui wouldn't have sex with the female reporter of the school newspaper, so he answered a few questions with gags, and finally managed to deal with it.

Half an hour later, the school newspaper female reporter Han Mei came back satisfied, Mao Qiming also took back his saliva, looked at Yang Rui, and bowed before bowing his head.

In fact, he really wanted to accept the head and bowed, because he was afraid that Yang Rui would not accept it.

"Brother Rui, this is you." Mao Qiming imitated the Beijinger's cocked tongue and gave two thumbs up. The name "Brother Rui" was also heard from a certain experimental dog.

Yang Rui laughed twice, patted Mao Qiming on the shoulder, and continued walking towards the dormitory.

Mao Qiming's mind was extremely lively, halfway down the road, he couldn't help asking: "Brother Rui, you are a man of the school now, and you can endure Geng Jian, the big son of a bitch, who shits on your head Urinate?"

Yang Rui waved his hand: "It's not that serious."

"It's more serious than this. You think it's easy. That's because you are a lion and tiger, and he is a jackal. If he can't bite you, you can just forget it. But if you are not a lion and tiger, like me, a rabbit and a fox, you have already been bitten by him." died."

Yang Rui laughed: "You have nothing to do with a rabbit, but a fox."

"The fox is also dead. Think about it. The clothes are not suitable. If you are caught once, if you are unlucky, you may get a demerit. If you come back twice in the future, you may be detained for probation."

"Will not."

Mao Qiming sighed: "You are too kind to people and too gentle. Geng Jian just bullies you, a good old man, and only makes trouble for you again and again."

It was the first time that Yang Rui was said to be too gentle and kind. However, he was quite satisfied with this evaluation and said with a smile: "If he looks for trouble, let him look for it. I have nothing to lose."

"How about that? Look at his attitude now."

"Even if you have a bad attitude, you can't fight at school, and you can't let the school intervene." Yang Rui continued "gently": "The reaction of the school is unpredictable. The outcome of the fight is also unpredictable. If the two sides can't control the situation , what if the school punishes you or simply expels you? Wouldn’t it be more unlucky to send you to the police station?”

Mao Qiming wanted to say that he was not afraid, but he was actually afraid.

So, after thinking carefully, Mao Qiming whispered, "Let's find a student from another school."

"Paper can't hold fire, and you can't get involved in such things. Besides, when it comes to students from other schools, the school must favor students from this school. Geng Jian is not necessarily unlucky. Also, which student from a foreign school is willing to do this kind of thing for you? Maybe I will threaten you because of this in the future." Yang Rui thought more clearly than Mao Qiming.

Mao Qiming lowered his head, took out the last move, and said: "Then we can only start with Guo Rong."

"Who?"

"A girl Geng Jian likes. I have an idea to make Geng Jian stumble."

Yang Rui shook his head again and said, "It's better not to involve others."

"Oh, you're like this, you're a good old man again..." Mao Qiming also shook his head vigorously: "You can't be a good old man. Being a good old man is easy to suffer, and others don't understand."

Inexplicably, the figure of Huo Lao Si appeared before Yang Rui's eyes. Huo Lao Si was the boss of the mafia at the Xi County Passenger Station. Because of Yang Rui, he was sent to a dead end by several battalions of militiamen led by relatives of the Yang family.

As for the cause, Yang Rui's memory is blurred now.

If Huo Laosi heard Mao Qiming's evaluation of Yang Rui, he would probably yell: Yang Rui is a good man, and my whole family is a good man.

Back in the dormitory, Mao Qiming thought hard about the trick, climbed into bed and was still thinking.

Dong Zhicheng poked his head down from the upper bunk, gave them a strange look, and said, "Someone came to you just now and asked you to go to the counselor's office later."

"What's up?"

"I don't know, and I didn't ask."

"Could it be that Geng Jian ran to the counselor again to complain?" Mao Qiming jumped off the bed.

Yang Rui was also a little puzzled, and said, "Go and see."

He drank a glass of water, rubbed his face and went out.

Mao Qiming followed immediately and said, "In case there is any problem, I can at least report a letter for you."

Yang Rui nodded and came to the administration building with doubts.

Knocking on the counselor's room, Mao Qiming became nervous instantly.

Two middle-aged and elderly cadres sat inside, looking serious and cheerful as if they were going to expel a few students immediately.

Yang Rui relaxed instantly.

"Director Hai, why are you here?" Yang Rui stepped forward to shake hands and greeted him with respectful words. Director Hai is not young, and there are other people beside him. He doesn't want to be considered arrogant, and also to save Director Hai from losing face.

Director Hai put his arms around Yang Rui, patted him on the back enthusiastically, and said with a smile, "What else can I do, I'm here to give you money."

"Send money?"

"The experimental fund of 100,000 yuan was approved by the head office for special affairs. I happened to be free today, so I sent it to you." Said, Director Hai clasped his hands behind him.

Another middle-aged and elderly cadre who accompanied him smiled at Yang Rui, put the document bag on the table, took out an envelope from it, and opened it, but it was a passbook.

"Take it as you need it, reimburse the account on schedule, spend first, and then reimburse. All expenses must have invoices, and expenses that are not offset by invoices will not be reimbursed. You have to pay attention." Director Hai handed the passbook to Yang Rui.

Yang Rui opened the deposit, and saw that the deposit amount was clearly written in Arabic numerals and capital letters: 100,000 yuan.

Mao Qiming's eyes almost popped out.

The counselor was not much better either. He only looked at the other party's work ID card and didn't know that the other party was coming to give money.

Moreover, it is a gift of 100,000 yuan!

He had never seen a passbook with five zeros.

Even the professors of Peking University may not be able to get a funding of 100,000 yuan. Needless to say, there are not many majors in the sciences that have high funding. The experimental expenses are not accessible to the most expensive equipment and instrument expenses.

In fact, most of the funding methods are allocated according to schedule, time and progress. The first payment is 10% or 20%, and then it is like squeezing toothpaste, a little bit of payment.

Even a famous professor from a famous school like Richard had to tear his face apart in order to get the money at once, but in the end it was only about 30% of the total.

It is not uncommon for local tyrants to take 100,000 yuan without even looking at an experimental plan, but such local tyrants usually go to top experts and find a student, and the counselor has never heard of it.

"Wait, I'll call the director over." The counselor couldn't bear the pressure anymore, the numbers were too shocking, and he felt a great responsibility.

Director Hai frowned, and said, "This matter has nothing to do with your director. Yang Rui, take the passbook first, and the letter of introduction issued by the company is in the envelope."

He handed Yang Rui a big envelope again, and said, "Remember, the amount of money withdrawn must be the same as the amount in the invoice for reimbursement every three months."

"Any invoice is fine?" It was also the first time that Yang Rui was sponsored by such a large amount of experimental funds. This feeling is completely different from making something and selling it for money. It's like the difference between selling something when you take it out, and collecting a deposit first if you don't have anything.

The cadre who came with Director Hai coughed heavily and said, "Of course the actual invoice is required."

Director Hai blinked at Yang Rui, and said: "The invoice must be real, you can't fool people with fake invoices, it's troublesome to be found out, and in addition, the expenses must be reasonable, you can't make tens of thousands of dollars in one go The catering invoices, right? If you bought equipment, the company can ask to see the actual products. In short, the basic invoice system must be followed, understand?"

Yang Rui rubbed his head and said, "Understood."

This system is far behind the reimbursement system 30 years later. And 30 years later, academic research is almost on the table. It is normal for the project applicant to take away 50,000 yuan from the 100,000 yuan experimental fund. For the remaining 50,000 yuan, buy a computer, buy a Dozens of USB flash drives are normal. If you bought enough computer headphones and stereos for the previous experiment, it is okay to only issue an invoice this time without taking the real thing.

As for now, according to Director Hai, Yang Rui feels that the 100,000 yuan is like pocket money for himself.

It turns out that TCM Foreign Trade is also such a kind central enterprise. Good old man Yang Rui nodded silently, and said again: "What requirements do you have for the project experiment?"

"You must publish more than one paper in a journal above the provincial level." The cadre behind Director Hai said.

Yang Rui waited for five seconds, but he didn't see the second sentence, and asked, "It's over? That's it?"

"that's it."

Yang Rui grinned: "The school magazines of Peking University are all publications above the provincial level."

"That's okay, as long as you follow the rules. However, the publication you publish is better, and you can fight for funding next year, right?" Director Hai patted Yang Rui on the shoulder and said, "You are all at an international conference. The celebrity who gave the speech is gone, and it’s not good to publish the school magazine.”

"How about foreign journals?"

"Of course it is above the national level. Publishing in foreign journals is the best." Director Hai nodded again and again, 100,000 yuan for a paper in a foreign journal is a bit expensive, but according to the scientific research level of central enterprises and the In terms of cost-effectiveness ratio, it is actually not much more expensive.

Anyway, Yang Rui can be regarded as a rising star.

Yang Rui was a little cheerful and a little excited. As a scientific researcher, getting funding is even more enjoyable than *, and when he got the funding, he did have the motivation to write a good paper.

He is not short of money, but if he can use the money from the foreign trade of Chinese medicine to do a high-expenditure and high-quality basic research, it will be very comfortable.

"Crack!" The counselor hurried out, but decided to go to the head of the department.

Mao Qiming leaned against the table with his knees slumped, supported himself with his hands, and looked at Yang Rui, his head full of stories about the Water Margin, becoming chaotic.

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