Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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Tang concentrated on looking at Yang Rui, who had made up his mind, and suddenly felt a little emotional. (Baidu search website updates the fastest and most stable) Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest updated novel

Working in a school, there are young and energetic young people everywhere, but most of the youthful and energetic young people are just venting their anger.

However, Yang Rui's youthful vigor obviously intends to create a lot of incidents and troubles. The so-called anger of scholars, two corpses laid down, blood spattered five steps... Pang Mu's ingenious technique is wonderful, but He underestimated Yang Rui's spirit, and only thought that he, like the middle-aged and elderly cadres in the school, was willing to live with the light, so it was rare to be confused.

Pang Mu's plan is extremely powerful. Once it is used, it is almost impossible for people to find a way to avoid losses. If you fight, it is a foolish account. If you don't fight, it is also a muddled account .

For normal people, they can almost only follow the trend and choose the plan with the least loss, that is, don’t ask and don’t look, and watch Pang Mu and his father step on themselves, get out of the quagmire, and even step on it again. Albatron.

On the other hand, Yang Rui wanted to dry the quagmire and bury Pang Mu and his son in it.

How much effort does it take to dry the mud, and is it worth it?

Definitely not worth it.

This is to expand the existing losses.

But this method made Tang Zhong, who was no longer young and vigorous, have a heartbeat faster!

A person like Pang Mu needs someone like Yang Rui to treat him!

Tang concentrated sitting in the cafeteria, waiting quietly.

About half an hour later, the principal's voice suddenly came from the school's tweeter: "Notice, notice, all school staff please come to the school auditorium for a meeting at 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Except for teachers who have classes, other people are not allowed to be absent without reason. , the heads of all departments and offices are requested to convey to someone. Repeat, all faculty and staff of the school, please come to the school auditorium for a meeting at 4 o'clock in the afternoon..."

Tang Zhong got up slowly, but his mood was inexplicably excited.

Four p.m.

The school auditorium was crowded with people, and they were all quietly asking each other about the content of the meeting.

Ad hoc meetings are very common, but ad hoc plenary meetings are relatively rare. Perhaps in the past few years, they appeared more frequently, but in 1984,

Probably not once a semester.

Such a huge school brings together thousands of faculty and staff, so things will naturally happen.

Whether it is middle-aged and elderly cadres or young teachers, they are all curious and apprehensive, for fear that something bad will happen.

Pang Mu found his colleague in the office and stood in the corner with his eyebrows lowered, looking a little lonely.

Of course, his mood was actually excellent.

Today's plan was implemented very smoothly, of course, it was not the smoothest scenario - Yang Rui didn't fall for it, and went to tell the principal that he had forgiven the words of the Pangs and his son, so that he couldn't naturally kill Yang Rui from top to bottom.

Even so, Pang Mu was already very satisfied.

After a noon spread, Pang Mu didn't think that Yang Rui could explain it clearly. This kind of thing has never been explained clearly.

If you say you forgive, the teachers will be dissatisfied, but if you say you do not forgive, there will be more dissatisfaction.

Pang Mu didn't even need to meet Yang Rui again, and the crisis was eliminated.

Of course, Yang Rui's future achievements are limitless, but so what? As an academic person, the higher the achievement, the more he cherishes his feathers, and how can he throw himself into the quagmire to fight a bad battle with himself.

Pang Mu doesn't want to be known to the princes, to get through the immediate crisis, not to be transferred, first of all it is a good thing, after two or three years, before Yang Rui feels calm, he can be transferred by himself. Not necessarily better than now.

The more satisfied Pang Mu felt in his heart, the sadder his expression became.

The lesbians in the same office couldn't bear to see it, and softly persuaded: "Director Pang, don't be too sad, a man can bend and stretch, and a little loss of face is not a big deal."

Pang Mu very much agrees with this point. People always have to lose something in their lifetime. Compared with health, money and power, face is nothing.

But on the surface, Pang Mu is still as miserable as a concubine who has just entered the cold palace, and said in a low voice: "People have a face, and a tree has a skin. It doesn't matter if I lose face. I'm afraid that Yang Rui won't keep his promise and won't let us go." .”

"He dares!" When the lesbian talked about this kind of thing, she was filled with more righteous indignation, and said: "No matter how powerful he is, he is still a student, and he is almost enough. There is no one who pushes his nose and face."

"It's enough for him to be good." Pang Mu sighed, and said, "My dad also acted according to the rules. Who would have thought... Forget it, my apology is nothing, it's nothing."

"I don't stay here, I have my own place to stay. Director Pang, you are a big man, why are you such a mother-in-law." There are always aggressive lesbians in the office, and she even pushed Pang Mu with her hands, saying: "What are you afraid of? At worst, start all over again. It's amazing. If you transfer to another unit, I don't believe that the school dares not let you go."

If the school is stuck with the files and won’t let them go, then it really can’t be transferred, unless it’s like when the competition of colleges and universities is the most intense, the colleges that poach people will re-create files for people, but ordinary people can’t enjoy that kind of treatment. of.

Pang Mu seized every opportunity to implement the plan, raised his voice a little, and acted indignantly, saying: "I'm so desperate, I can only go far away, but I grew up in the capital, and my relatives and friends are all here. , Alas... In fact, there are many problems, like you call me director Pang, but everyone in our office knows that my deputy director is not appointed, and it doesn't matter at ordinary times. After a long time, I can always wait for my real name Yes, it's over now, I'm transferred, and they don't recognize my deputy in other places."

"Hey, it's also..." The lesbians in the office who were influenced by Pang Mu also worried about him.

"Comrades, be quiet!" The principal's voice came from the speaker, accompanied by a high-frequency creak.

Pang Mu rubbed his ears, looked at the stage with disdain, and thought: I want to praise Yang Rui and announce his nomination for Nobel. It's really embarrassing, the official nomination time will be in April next year, and if I announce it now, won't the wind flash my tongue?

Looking for Yang Rui's figure with envy and hatred, Pang Mu thought again: I don't know if Yang Rui has received the news... Actually, what if you received it, so what if you didn't receive it, you can be nominated for the Nobel Prize, but you don't understand China His scheme!

"Today, I mainly want to talk about student Yang Rui." On the stage, the principal really mentioned Yang Rui clearly.

Pang Mu changed into a more comfortable posture, looked up at the principal, and thought: So what about the nomination for the Nobel Prize! It's not about drinking my footwashing water.

The headmaster glanced blankly in the air, and said: "Who is Yang Rui, I think everyone present should know. Originally, I should introduce Yang Rui's research work, but considering the time limit , let's just say one..."

"Well, good Chinese, don't use Chinese characters for the name, but also use English abbreviations." Pang Mu thought bitterly, his face still showing grievance with drooping eyebrows.

"What I want to talk about is student Yang Rui's work on potassium ion channels." The principal's voice was so penetrating that there was a hum in the trembling auditorium.

Pang Mu raised his eyebrows, thinking sensitively: Why is it a potassium ion channel?

Although the potassium ion channel is cited hundreds of groundbreaking articles, but compared with the Nobel Prize, there is still a considerable gap.

Without waiting for Pang Mu to think about it, the principal continued: "The paper written by Yang Rui, an article by an institution that analyzes potassium ion channels by cloning mutant genes, was published in the famous journal "CELL". I think everyone has a certain understanding of this. However, you may not know the circumstances under which student Yang Rui completed this thesis."

Pang Mu's eyes finally showed panic, he held a temporary staff meeting, and then said this thing, what is it for?

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