Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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Yang Rui looked at Qiu Ye, feeling strangely lifeless.

Indeed, what's there to be angry about, it's just another young man with low self-esteem and conceit.

In the past decade or so, and even in the next few years, China has produced the most people like this.

Looking deeper, among the current researchers, there are too many conceited and low self-esteem.

Conceited researchers are conceited about their academic qualifications. Some of them have studied for ten years at least, and some have studied for more than ten years. They have read more than ten thousand volumes. I don't even bother to chat with them, so-called intellectuals are also.

Low self-esteem researchers are low self-esteem for their economic and political status. A university professor sells tea eggs, and then subsidizes his family - if there is a better way to make money, he will definitely not choose this one. What is even more inferior is that such a university professor will soon be forced to retire, because The university can't afford to lose this person, which is really a sign of inferiority complex.

Although Yang Rui hates Qiu Ye gossiping behind others' backs, it's not just Qiu Ye who gossips. The two have never met each other, and it will probably be difficult to meet each other in the future. In front of a group of scholars, Yang Rui doesn't want to be mean or domineering. Therefore, Yang Rui's smile became more modest.

"What are you laughing at?" Qiu Ye's tone was still aggressive. He is Ding Chengguo's closed disciple, yes, but he is also in his thirties. Naturally, he has a psychological advantage for a freshman in his 20s. At this time, it is like a teacher asking a student.

However, Qiu Ye still looks like a student in essence, and a spoiled student at that.

Being a closed disciple is indeed a very comfortable profession. Yang Rui slandered in his heart, and continued to ask with a smile: "Do you care about everything?"

Qiu Ye's tone froze, and he suddenly realized that arguing with freshman students was really a matter of losing points, so he turned his gaze to Xu Zhengping, and asked, "Associate Professor Xu, are the students you lead like this? They have no manners at all."

Yang Rui frowned.

He is young and new here, so naturally he should keep it a little tighter, so as not to be said to be wanton and rampant. The Chinese scientific research circle has always been very simple, and the old men hold the most power. If you want not to be excluded, you have to behave Out of the demeanor of a modest gentleman.

Xu Zhengping was different, he was already in his fifties, and he was ridiculed wantonly by boys in their thirties—calling someone an associate professor in front of so many people was considered a mockery.

Yang Rui stepped forward without hesitation, but turned to Ding Chengguo and said loudly, "Professor Ding, are the students you lead like this? You have no manners at all!"

After a few seconds of silence, someone burst out laughing.

Then, discussions started, some were funny, some were entertaining, but no one said Yang Rui was wrong.

Everyone regards Yang Rui as a disciple of Professor Xu,

There is nothing to say about disciples helping teachers to get ahead.

Ding Chengguo, who was named, stood up with a wry smile, and said, "Young man, don't be angry, Xiaoqiu, don't say a few words."

This is the rhythm of playing 50 big boards each. The correct way is naturally Xu Zhengping came over and led Yang Rui back, pretending to say a few words, and it was over.

It's a pity that Xu Zhengping couldn't do this.

Don't say that Yang Rui spoke for him, he didn't speak for him. Yang Rui is the person in charge of the laboratory, and he alone leads the team in the laboratory, so he is not qualified to teach Yang Rui a lesson.

Moreover, Xu Zhengping was too embarrassed to explain to others. In private, he said that working for Yang Rui was not too embarrassing. In front of such a group of people, many of whom were old acquaintances, Xu Zhengping could never say: This freshman is my boss.

At the beginning, Xu Zhengping struggled for so long before entering the ion channel laboratory, that is, he was afraid of such a scene, and now he would not admit it.

Thus, Qiu Ye saw that Xu Zhengping remained silent and Yang Rui was not blamed, as if he had decided that he was wrong.

Qiu Ye would not let his debut in the perfect scientific research circle be overshadowed, he was angry, and said: "Peking University is really amazing."

Qiu Ye upgraded the ridicule of "Peking University student" to "Peking University student", alluding to Xu Zhengping.

Xu Zhengping was aggressively pushed to the front desk by him, sighed to himself, calmed down and said, "I'm proud of my alma mater, and my alma mater is proud of me. It's a normal point of view, why bother to delve into it."

"What have you done to make your alma mater proud? Don't tell me it's the May 4th Movement." Qiu Ye snorted, his chin lifted, he got a special invitation letter, naturally it was a special one, and Xu Ye As a middle-aged and elderly associate professor, Zhengping was actually not taken seriously by Qiu Ye.

This age is still an associate professor, and most of them have limited academic talents. Of course, an associate professor at Peking University is qualified to be a professor at a local university, but there are also some excellent professors at a local university, but the title of "associate professor" means limited achievements.

In contrast, Qiu Ye considers himself an extremely talented researcher, and his achievements are not weak. To get a special application letter from the Ministry of Health means at least 50,000 yuan, and as many as 100,000 to 200,000 yuan Now that the funds are in hand, it is not an astronomical amount to use the money for research, and it is not easy.

A general provincial laboratory, not to mention its own assets, has a research budget of one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand a year.

The psychological advantage magnified Qiu Ye's emotions, and the expression he looked at Xu Zhengping was particularly annoying.

Lao Hong, who was in the same laboratory as Qiu Ye, couldn't stand it anymore. He introduced Xu Zhengping here with good intentions, not to make fun of Qiu Ye.

Lao Hong's dark face also showed no emotion, and said: "Xiaoqiu, what are you doing with these words. Old Xu, don't worry about it, young people, young and energetic..."

Xu Zhengping's face was so ugly that he didn't say a word. He had the temper of a normal intellectual, and he usually didn't offend others as long as he could, but he also couldn't see others' cynicism.

Yang Rui felt that he couldn't just go back like this. If he just went back like this, what happened today would definitely become a joke. The scholars present didn't know how to organize Professor Xu and Peking University when they went back.

If it is not done well, Professor Xu may not be able to die because of this.

Yang Rui coughed, and said: "Professor Xu's paper on interacting proteins has been published in many journals, including the ones included. I think that Peking University must be satisfied with Professor Xu's contribution. Comrade Qiu Ye, what do you say? Not right."

Qiu Ye snorted again, not bothering to pay attention to Yang Rui's appearance.

"All sit, all sit." Lao Hong was busy relaxing the atmosphere.

Yang Rui didn't sit down, and said with a smile: "Comrade Qiu Ye, you said something wrong, you have to apologize."

"I apologize? What do I apologize for?" Qiu Ye knew the seriousness, rolled his eyes, and said, "I'm not talking about Professor Xu, I'm talking about you, you are young, you don't study in school, you came here What are you shaking for? Who gave you the right to shake?"

From Qiu Ye's point of view, he was apologizing to Xu Zhengping. After all, he clearly stated that he was not targeting Professor Xu, so the old fellows present were not so sharp.

However, Qiu Ye didn't want to lose face too much, so he grabbed Yang Rui, the "soft persimmon".

With a free arm, Qiu Ye released Lao Hong's hand, pointed at Yang Rui, and said, "You are a freshman, and you don't study hard in school. What are you doing here? If you want to say that you are here to see the world, you Just keep your mouth shut and watch..."

"I don't think you have the right to say that." Xu Zhengping finally came to his senses and stood beside Yang Rui.

This time, Xu Zhengping came to escort Yang Rui, but in the end, it was Yang Rui who defended him.

After a brief absence, Xu Zhengping stood in front of Qiu Ye with a serious face.

Qiu Ye smiled, and said, "Why am I not qualified to say that?"

"I just have time, and before the interview starts, I'll talk about it for you." Xu Zhengping took a breath, and asked again: "If your qualifications are not as good as his, shouldn't you just get out?"

"I'm not as qualified as him?" Qiu Ye pointed at himself and Yang Rui, smiling from ear to ear.

Xu Zhengping didn't expect Qiu Ye to answer, he stretched out his palm, flexed his thumb, and said, "Let me talk about the first one first, the number one in the college entrance examination, the number one in the national science college entrance examination, this one, how high do you have to jump to get it? "

Qiu Ye stayed in the laboratory all day long, and didn't know who the top scorer in the national science college entrance examination was. He laughed dryly and said, "He's good at the college entrance examination, so what's the matter?"

Lao Hong was thinking of something, but Xu Zhengping stopped him with his eyes.

Xu Zhengping bent his index finger again, and directly called out his names: "Yang Rui published English papers during high school and was hired by a British multinational company as a consultant. Can you compare to this?"

"You're young, so big may not be good." Qiu Ye only thought that he met a young genius, his eyes changed slightly, but he wasn't too touched.

However, Lao Hong gave Qiu Ye a helpless look. He knew who Yang Rui was, but Qiu Ye couldn't do anything if he didn't know.

There is an invisible wall between the laboratory and the outside world. When you are busy doing experiments, you don’t even have time to eat, and you don’t have the energy to seek gossip. Even if you talk about gossip, the first thing you talk about is family members, people in the unit, and others. There are celebrity politicians, and it depends on luck whether they can talk about what happened in other schools.

Among the scientific researchers present, one-third of them knew Yang Rui, but at most only one-sixth knew exactly what was going on, and the rest at most knew Yang Rui's name.

However, after today, Yang Rui's reputation in the scientific research circle, at least in the biological scientific research circle, will definitely increase. It is also for this reason that Xu Zhengping spoke in such detail.

I saw him bend his left middle finger again, and said: "Last semester, Yang Rui raised funds by himself and killed the team led by Professor Richard of the University of California, Berkeley. A new method for intracellular ion channels. The papers were published on and cell in turn, this one, can you compare?"

Halfway through Xu Zhengping's words, Qiu Ye actually remembered who Yang Rui was. He was a scientific researcher, so he didn't have to eat, and he had to read journals. However, the two sides were not in the same research field, and the cell was too far away from him. , Qiu Ye didn't write down Yang Rui's name at all.

However, upon hearing the word "cell", Qiu Ye's face turned red, translucent red, dripping blood.

Xu Zhengping didn't let him go, or in other words, Xu Zhengping decided to take this opportunity to blow Yang Rui's reputation.

Xu Zhengping saw Yang Rui's protection of him and kept it in his heart. At this time, it was the best reward.

Those who do scientific research have accumulated their status and reputation bit by bit. The current occasion couldn't be better.

Xu Zhengping bent his left ring finger, and continued: "Although student Yang Rui is only a freshman, after multiple considerations by the school leaders and department leaders, our Peking University has established an independent laboratory for him. Peking University ion channel Laboratory. I am the deputy director of the laboratory, and Yang Rui is the director of the laboratory."

While speaking, Xu Zhengping simply took out his business card from his bag and distributed it to everyone, including Qiu Ye, who also had a copy.

"Please take care of me. Our laboratory currently has the best automatic amino acid analyzer in China and a leading scanning electron microscope in China. Welcome to visit and contact us." The laboratory can also do outsourcing work. Xu Zhengping didn't like exchanging instruments, but he didn't object to the laboratory making money.

"By the way, the fully automatic amino acid analyzer is worth 150,000 US dollars, which is why Mr. Yang came from Coca-Cola." Xu Zhengping spoke while handing over his business card, feeling a little crazy.

And now he said "Mr. Yang", what he got was a good laugh.

Xu Zhengping turned around, returned to the original position, faced Qiu Ye, but there was no smile on his face, he stretched out his left hand with only one little finger up, facing Qiu Ye, and asked: "This one, you Still not enough?"

Qiu Ye was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.

He is a very conceited person, and conceited people are often not good at talking, and at this time, he has nothing to say.

Xu Zhengping slowly bent his last little finger, and said, "We also came today with a special invitation letter from the Ministry of Health, do you want to compare the serial numbers?"

This is a bit of a bully. The number of the invitation letter is issued according to the principle of Beijing first, then the local area, and the important point first, and then the ordinary. The special invitation letter that Yang Rui got from Peking University must be numbered before Qiu Ye and others. It has nothing to do with personal qualifications.

However, even being bullied like this, Qiu Ye was powerless to resist. He was afraid that Xu Zhengping would stretch out another hand and count to five fingers.

In fact, even Qiu Ye's mentor, Ding Chengguo, has never published top cell-level papers. Looking at Yang Rui's age, what Qiu Ye sees is not a "freshman", but a huge risk.

Whether in China or in the United States, the status of scientific research is not just talk. The so-called Xueba Xueba is a truly domineering family. The top manages the mind and the bottom manages the funds, and having an independent laboratory at Peking University is equivalent to having the qualifications to start a family and establish a dental office.

Qiu Ye's gaze passed through Xu Zhengping and landed on Yang Rui's face, and he suddenly felt a real sense of danger.

He put his hands in his pockets, and felt a little relieved until he touched his special invitation letter.

"No matter what, if you get the funding, you can do the experiment, and you can hide from Yang Rui in the future, that's all." Qiu Ye comforted himself, sat down quietly under all kinds of teasing gazes, closed his eyes tightly, It's just that I can't see anything, I can't hear anything.

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