Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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"Is there a letter from Yang Rui? Before entering the room with a teacup, Dean Liu strolled around and asked in the office next door.

It has become his routine.

The section chief who was pouring water at the door straightened up, and said seriously as usual: "I asked when I came here in the morning, and there is no letter from abroad."

"Well, let me know as soon as you come." Dean Liu walked past the door expressionlessly, and went back to his office to read the newspaper.

The section chief watched his back disappear before returning to his seat with the tea and taking a deep sip.

"Our Dean Liu, it doesn't bother us to ask about Yang Rui's letter these days. Do they have relatives?" The female teacher sitting on his right is a freshman who graduated last year. She is busy cleaning the table and gossiping at the same time.

The section chief chuckled twice, and said, "relatives don't come to ask every day."

"Why is that?"

"You don't know?" The section chief made a fool of himself.

The female teacher's curiosity soared, she didn't even wipe the table, she straightened up, her eyes sparkled and she asked, "Why? I really don't know."

"Yang Rui's thesis was sent to "ceLL", understand?" The section chief smiled twice, and then revealed the answer.

The female teacher was puzzled, and after a few seconds of fighting, she seemed to understand and asked: "Sent to the cell? What do you mean?"

""Cell" is as famous as "Nature" and "Science"."

"Oh, you said them." The female teacher's voice became softer.

The section chief suddenly lost interest in chatting. The few people who were assigned recently said they were graduates of this or that university. In fact, they didn’t understand anything. "ceLL" doesn't even know. Although it is said that various universities do not require undergraduates to do scientific research, you should at least know a little bit.

However, if people don’t know about you, there’s nothing they can do about it. They can only learn about it gradually in the future.

The female teacher couldn't help herself, she knew that she was timid, but she raised her head after a while, and asked again: "You said that Dean Liu and Yang Rui have nothing to do, so Yang Rui's paper was sent to Cell, why is he nervous?"

"Cell is our most powerful journal in biology,

Number one? Understand now? "The section chief lost interest in chatting, so he started to talk about popularizing knowledge. The other party has been assigned to his office, and sooner or later it will be his trouble.

The female teacher nodded slightly, and said: "That is to say, the paper has been published on "Cell", how is it for Dean Liu?"

"Not so good."

"No wonder..." the female teacher said so, and went to wipe the table again. After a while, the entire office table was wiped clean, and she came back and asked, "How good is it?"

"Cell is the best journal in the world. There are dozens of articles a month, and there is less than one article in a country. How good do you think it is?"

"I mean to Dean Liu, isn't Dean Liu in charge of party building?"

"Isn't the construction of the style of study also the construction of the party? Undergraduates can make such a thesis, which is beneficial to the whole school." The section chief slowed down when he saw that her attitude was good, and said, "As far as our biology department is concerned, it is a good thing for the whole school." The papers on cells are the best. I don’t know about other schools. As far as Peking University is concerned, in recent years...in fact, I don’t even talk about recent years. In the past ten years, no student published papers in such journals. For example, if this happens, our Department of Biology at Peking University will really have a bright future.”

"That shouldn't be the dean's most... what?"

"What?" The section chief smiled and said, "Dean Cai is already a member of the academic department. It's not unusual. Okay, you should pay attention to the letters these days. If there is Yang Rui's, get it back as soon as possible. Don't open it. "

"How do you know what's inside if you don't open it?"

"It's not our turn to dismantle it. Let Yang Rui dismantle it. Why does Dean Liu come to ask every day? If we just dismantle it and look at it, we will be done."

The female teacher nodded slowly, and said with a smile: "You guys are quite thoughtful, if you take it apart, they will definitely not be happy."

"That's right, that's also Dean Cai's request. If it's another student, they will tear it down." The section chief suddenly felt that the other party was quite pleasing to the eye, and his eyes became much gentler.

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classroom.

Yang Rui went to class like a normal student, was quiet like a normal student, and was distracted like a normal student. What was different was that his mind was always churning with countless papers.

Reading journals is an important step in doing research. For the person in charge of the laboratory, it is also the main task after management. To determine the direction of scientific research, determine the experimental method, etc., you need to read the literature first.

Any research is carried out on the basis of predecessors. Middle school and university education systematically teach the knowledge system of predecessors, but subsequent detailed research cannot be covered by unified teaching.

To some extent, the teaching in the field of scientific research has gradually returned to the model of master-apprentice inheritance, especially top laboratories, which often have a clear line of inheritance, such as the famous Copenhagen laboratory, the research it conducts It can be said to be of the same strain.

Many unspeakable things in the laboratory are actually stored in the head of the laboratory director, just like Yang Rui's head. The route he is considering now: the first step is to complete the decomposition of thermophilic bacteria; the second part , to find a high-temperature-resistant polymerase; the third part, to design primers for dna replication...

In theory, Yang Rui has actually completed the entire development plan, but no one will understand all of this part of the content before his paper is published, including the assistants in the Huarui laboratory, and they will always only understand fragments.

At this time, Yang Rui is like a director, and only he can know what he will get before the movie is released.

Yes, possible means that he may not know what to get.

This is a state suitable for most researchers or directors.

Reading literature is the best way to reduce uncertainty, even if Yang Rui's understanding of the biological field is more advanced.

"Yang Rui, get out of class is over." Bai Ling pushed Yang Rui, and said amusedly, "You have been wandering outside the whole class, and the teacher has watched you several times."

"You're not making a fool of yourself, are you?" Yang Rui wiped his mouth with a smile, lest there be any embarrassing scenes.

Bai Ling saw it and said with a smile, "Fortunately, no drooling."

"I'm not asleep."

"I know, your eyes are wide open, but you don't have focus." Bai Ling suddenly probed and said, "You said how you study. You don't listen to the lectures in class, and you don't study by yourself like other students."

"Extraordinary talent." Yang Rui said in a joking tone.

Bai Ling was quite convinced: "There are always some people who are smarter than others, right?"

Yang Rui spread his hands: "I also hate smart people sometimes."

"There are also students who are good at sports, students who are popular with teachers..." Bai Ling's expression was vivid and pointed.

At this time, the monitor came over with a smile, and said: "Students with good sports are always welcome, Yang Rui, there is a basketball game this afternoon, you want to come."

"Okay, no problem." Yang Rui agreed very happily. Playing basketball is a good way for Yang Rui to communicate with his classmates. Sweating together and working hard together is a way to get closer. More importantly, Yang Rui's basketball level is average.

Of course, Yang Rui has an advantage over ordinary students, because he is physically strong and tall, but in terms of skills, Yang Rui is far from worthy of the title of master.

Such Yang Rui, on the contrary, is easier to be recognized on the court.

The classmates play basketball together for fun, not to seek abuse.

However, Yang Rui often spends time in the laboratory, so he misses a lot of basketball games. He belongs to the fringe among sports teenagers, and he must be called only during class games.

There are only dozens of people majoring in biological sciences, and there are actually not many who play basketball well.

Bai Ling was even more excited than Yang Rui, she clenched her fists and said loudly, "I'll go cheer you on."

"Why don't I have any female classmates to cheer for me." The class monitor sighed pretendingly, said "we must come", and went to inform the others with a smile.

"What time is it?" Bai Ling asked loudly.

"At 3:30 in the afternoon, it's just time to have dinner after playing."

"No problem." Bai Ling was in high spirits, and asked Yang Rui again, "Shall I bring white tea for you?"

"No, it's too troublesome." Yang Rui said shyly.

"You're welcome." Bai Ling smiled and shook her hands, leaving the classroom with her textbooks in her arms.

If you play a soothing tune at this time, it will be the rhythm of a standard campus youth drama.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon.

The athletic portion of a standard school play opens.

The May Fourth basketball court not far from Triangle Land is crowded with people.

Competitions between classes and grades are easy to attract students. In addition to studying, Peking University students have always liked to participate in various sports, such as table tennis games, the burning of Zhaojialou, basketball games and so on, which can always gather a lot of people. student.

Bai Ling pulled all the girls in the dormitory to cheer for Yang Rui.

When Yang Rui went into battle in a smart sportswear, not only them, but most of the girls clapped their hands.

It wasn't that intense, but it was still a very warm welcome. Even at halftime, the enthusiasm remained undiminished.

The only thing that made Bai Ling a little strange was that more and more adults gathered here, and many of them were teachers from the department.

Although the May Fourth basketball court is very close to the cafeteria, and many teachers also eat in the school cafeteria, it is not only young teachers who gather around, but mostly middle-aged and elderly people.

After a while, Bai Ling even saw Dean Liu appearing under the basketball hoop.

"Yang Rui's basketball is so good?" Bai Ling looked around strangely. Teachers often came to school games, but it was rare to gather so many people.

"Student, how long until the competition is over?" A female teacher squeezed in from behind and asked.

Bai Ling said, "It's just passed halftime."

"Oh, thank you very much."

"Which team did you come to see?" Bai Ling asked curiously.

"Wait for the students majoring in biological sciences to finish typing." The female teacher pointed, with a big package under her arm.

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