Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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At four o'clock in the morning, the team leader Zhang Hongjun woke up.

His nerves were so excited that he couldn't sleep at all.

However, today is so important that Zhang Hongjun forced himself to sleep for another hour, but he just rolled over and over again on the bed. After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear the five o'clock alarm that he set, so he didn't go to sleep at all. Get up and wash up in the bathroom.

The driver in the room heard the sound, rubbed his eyes and looked at his watch, and couldn't help complaining, "It's only half past four."

"Master Kang, I'm sorry, I have to go to the meeting place to see how the preparations are going. Why don't you go to bed first, and I'll call you after five o'clock. I'll boil some water first, and make tea for us later." Zhang Hongjun was friendly He apologized, and he was counting on the other party to drive him.

The so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling face, the driver turned over helplessly and muttered, "You buy breakfast."

"No problem, you can sleep for a while. When you wake up, I'll buy breakfast." Zhang Hongjun took a flashlight, went downstairs to find a vending machine, reluctantly took out a few coins, bought milk and biscuits, After thinking about it, I bought myself another bag of biscuits.

Standing next to the somewhat shiny vending machine, Zhang Hongjun devoured the biscuits, and then silently warned himself: Zhang Hongjun, this opportunity is so rare, you must seize it!

Back in the room again, Zhang Hongjun sat until five o'clock, called the driver, and said with a smile, "Master Kang, let's go there first, sorry for your trouble. I have something here, should we eat it first before leaving, or in the car?" eat?"

Master Kang was called up, looked at his watch, felt helpless, and said: "It's more than five o'clock, but it's exactly five o'clock."

"Go early and come back early." Zhang Hongjun smiled and poured some hot water into Master Kong's cup.

Master Kang looked down and poured water on his head.

Zhang Hongjun said "ah", thinking that he would see the picture of Master Kang's hair swollen and curly.

However, Master Kang just wiped his face carelessly with his hands, and said, "There was half a tank of water left last night, so it's time to wash my face."

Only then did Zhang Hongjun heave a sigh of relief, he waited for him to eat his breakfast, and with a flashlight in hand, he got into the car in the backyard in half-darkness, and rushed to the venue before the rush hour of the traffic jam.

The driver turned around and drove back to the hotel. He had to pick up another group of people, and he couldn't sleep until ninety o'clock.

Zhang Hongjun did not have this kind of preferential treatment. He was busy hanging banners on a corridor inside the venue, and then went out to receive friends from the media.

Some of the media are invited by the embassy, ​​some by Garnica, and some by the smell. The American media likes technology news very much, especially the technology news that has a taste, especially the media in New York.

Zhang Hongjun pulled out all the stops and carefully served the media audiences from all sides.

At the same time, arrange cameras and video cameras at convenient locations as much as possible, and put temporary printed brochures on every chair in the hall.

In the end, Zhang Hongjun also hung a poster of Yang Rui at the door. Although it was just a simple text poster, it was considered extremely formal.

The speeches of other scholars, unless it is the speech of the first-level scholars, or the scholars who are slightly weaker, do not necessarily have such conditions. Unless the organizer provides it, few scholars will prepare these by themselves.

How can American scholars have the money to hire someone to do such trivial work.

However, Zhang Hongjun did it with joy. He only curled his lips lightly when he passed the podium, thinking: Yang Rui is lucky for you, we will use you for publicity.

He cannot directly promote Yi, but only indirectly promote Yang Rui.

Janika didn't care about adding hidden competitors. On the one hand, he thought the price he offered was fair, and on the other hand, it was Zhang Hongjun who gave him a certain promise.

Janika enjoys dealing with governments like China.

He is someone who is good at communicating with bureaucratic structures.

Being a biological company is not like being in the IT industry. IT companies or Internet companies are of course high-tech companies, but they don't need to deal with the government too much, especially small companies, they hardly care about the government, and it's okay to be a quiet nerd.

But as a biological company, you need to pay attention to the government's movements all the time. Among other things, the purchase of various experimental materials, those materials that are tens of thousands of times more poisonous than poisonous rats and thousands of times more powerful than TNT All biological companies need it, and the experiment cannot be carried out without first approval.

The finished products of biological companies are even more troublesome. For example, drugs need FDA approval, and the US Food and Drug Administration is notoriously complicated and inefficient. It is impossible for a drug to go on the market without breaking the FDA threshold. .

In such an environment, Janika believes that building a good relationship with the Chinese government will make it easier to win Yi.

As for Yang Rui's speech, it is almost impossible to have an immediate effect.

This is a tech conference, not a Hollywood press conference. Helping to inform several media is just a matter of effort for Janica, and if he doesn't help, the Chinese embassy will always have a way.

Of course, the cooperation between the two parties has allowed more media to come.

It was around 9 o'clock, and the media had already occupied one-third of the lecture hall.

Naturally, there were not that many people here, but the camera cameras and other long guns and short guns allowed dozens of reporters to take up nearly a hundred positions.

The staff of the organizers of the conference also stood by indifferently. Unlike the speeches on the opening day, the speeches on the closing day do not send out invitation letters. In other words, there are no guests who have to come.

Scholars attending the meeting, those who want to listen to the speeches can come and listen, and those who don’t want to listen don’t. The remaining two hundred seats are more than enough under normal circumstances.

Every scholar is willing to speak, but not every scholar is willing to listen to speeches.

In fact, when the speech was about to start, there were only a hundred scholars and about half of the media in the hall.

In terms of proportion, the media is obviously much more.

Yang Rui is already satisfied.

Not to mention the arrival of so many mass media, more than a hundred scholars and the location of the closing speech are enough to achieve his purpose.

These more than one hundred scholars are not scholars from one school. After removing the dozens of people from the Chinese delegation, the remaining hundred scholars may even come from dozens of different countries. To a certain extent, the hundred More academics are more influential than mass media.

At 9:30, under the brief introduction of the host, Yang Rui walked out of the curtain.

Little White Fang cheered him up from behind.

Yang Rui showed a handsome smile, turned his head and stood up straight, and started with a flat tone: "I heard that in the United States, it is customary to tell a joke first. I do as the Romans do, let's tell the joke first."

The audience really paid attention, and jokes are naturally more interesting than speeches.

A female reporter wearing the badge of the "New York Herald" sighed seriously, and said in a low voice, "Today is supported by this joke and this handsome face."

The photographer was annoyed: "Do you like Asians?"

The female reporter looked back at him, turned around and said, "No, he's just handsome."

The photographer was speechless.

On the stage, Yang Rui talked about the widely circulated biological joke: "Once upon a time, a thief came in our laboratory. He sneaked in by surprise, and then hid in the corner waiting for everyone to get off work. One group of people left, and another group of people came to do experiments. In order not to return empty-handed, he insisted on waiting. There will be no one at night... As a result, after sunset, another group of students stayed up all night to do experiments. , he continued to insist, and in the dead of night, there were still people doing experiments..."

When Yang Rui said this, someone already laughed.

The jokes of the scholars are on the wrong road. If you go the right way, you will kick his jokes with one kick.

Yang Rui didn't have to laugh, and continued: "After a long, long time, the thief finally came out. His brother asked him, you've been away for a few days, and you got rich. The thief shook his head, I went to the Institute of Biology, and there was nothing in the broken place. Brother doesn't believe it, say, you have stayed for so long, you must gain something..."

When the joke came to this point, it seemed to arouse the curiosity of everyone present, Yang Rui paused deliberately, and saw countless eyes gathered over.

Yang Rui continued to imitate his tone, and said: "Just listen to what this thief said, and there are some gains. I have learned how to run electrophoresis."

The audience was silent for two seconds, and then burst into laughter.

Several biologists, crying out of laughter, kept taking off their glasses and wiping them with handkerchiefs.

For them, this self-hacking model that a random thief can learn a biological experiment is really eye-catching.

When the reporters listened to the biologists laughing, they also found it funny, just like people who watch unfunny sitcoms sometimes laugh when they hear the laughter in the sitcoms.

Yang Rui smiled just now, his tone returned to normal, and he started his relatively boring speech.

Academic speeches will be boring after all, and if Dickens takes the stage, he can only gag at most.

The female reporter of the "New York Herald" also felt bored, she just stared at Yang Rui's face, and told the photographer: "Make it look good, our sales depend on this face."

"I don't think this face is pretty." The photographer adjusted his posture very dissatisfied.

"That's why your submissions to National Geographic are always rejected." The female reporter attacked unceremoniously.

The photographer didn't bring it up in one breath, and died of exhaustion.

While the reporters were whispering to each other, Yang Rui's speech was halfway through.

The expressions of the scholars gradually became serious.

For them, the experimental data in the first part can be said to be a necessary foreshadowing, but it doesn't make much sense. It just proves that your experiment is well-founded, and then infers that your speech is meaningful.

After the meeting, those scholars who read the literature will carefully study the experimental data in the first part, and some people may even do repeated experiments based on it, but at the scene, everyone is very little interested in the first part.

When it came to the new ideas and research projects in the second and third parts, everyone gradually became interested.

Soon, Yang Rui's speech proceeded to the fourth part, which was also the most important part of his speech: the scientific hypothesis part.

Prophecy is Yang Rui's greatest weapon.

At this most critical and important moment, Yang Rui drew out his sharpest long sword.

Yang Rui's voice also changed from plain to enthusiastic: "I heard that just last year, the U.S. Department of Energy and the General Administration of Health launched a large-scale human genome sequencing project. Committee scientists, Dr. Hood, director of the American Institute of Systems Biology, Dr. Olsen from the University of Washington... grand introduction, the new equipment I prepared for you, Yi!"

The Human Genome Sequencing Project is the largest human scientific project after the Apollo Project, with a huge investment. Everyone stood up straight and listened carefully.

Yang Rui talked about the Human Genome Project: "I think that the Human Genome Project first needs a clear roadmap... The existence of the instrument will make the design of the roadmap more concise..."

"The development of the Human Genome Project will end genome structural biology, begin genome biology, and then progress to disease biology and medical biology. The so-called genome biology..."

"Precision medicine will be the new goal of biomedicine and disease taxonomy..."

When the Human Genome Project was still in the preparatory stage, Yang Rui's analysis and deduction were simply deafening!

"Deafening" is a very important word, which is not used at all in the daily life of ordinary people.

But in the face of the Human Genome Project, these words of Yang Rui have such an effect.

Moreover, Yang Rui is not worried at all that the plan will change because of his speech.

The Human Genome Project is too huge, just like a super cruise ship, its braking distance may be as long as several kilometers. There is no power to change its forward momentum.

A roadmap for the Human Genome Project is a must.

Genome biology is inevitable.

Precision medicine will be an inevitable development direction.

No one can change this fact, but Yang Rui was the first to fully expound these concepts, and the first to issue such a prophecy, but it was recorded by countless scholars and scholars.

The lectures went on, and all the scholars, and some journalists, had changed their minds.

It will be a dramatic speech, or someone will be lifted into the clouds, or someone will be trampled into the mud, there is no middle option.

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