Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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"Don't be discouraged. Since it took him so long to understand, he still has to try. Otherwise, the time just now was not wasted." Professor Zhang Dayong knew Yang Rui's mood, and patted him to express his comfort.

In China, Professor Zhang Dayong often encounters such a situation. From time to time, students will come to him with papers or experimental records. Some people are full of confidence and feel that they have made amazing achievements. They just wait Authoritative recognition, you can become famous all over the world in one fell swoop. Some people are uneasy, but they come here with courage and anticipation. They hope to be recognized but lack self-confidence...

Either way, however, most studies are meaningless. Either it has been studied by previous people, or the research has made mistakes, or the experiment is not rigorous enough.

This is like comparing KFC's ice cubes with toilet water. A layman may feel that he has done an extremely magical experiment. However, when KFC's ice cubes are placed in an impure container and left at room temperature for half an hour , all basis for comparison has disappeared, and it is nothing more than another smug and meaningless short film.

Professor Zhang Dayong is not sure about the form of Yang Rui's thesis, but at this time he can only comfort him.

As far as his own experience is concerned, he at least knows how to read the articles sent by students like Yang Rui.

But when to look at it depends on the conditions at that time. If he is busy with his own experiments, there is nothing he can do if he can't take care of it. If you happen to have time, it's normal to read quickly.

Of course, most of the time, Zhang Dayong will also talk about the papers sent by others. For his own students, it is a part of entertaining and teaching. Zhang Dayong doesn't care about the effect.

Zhang Dayong had some sympathy for Yang Rui's situation, he was in a foreign land, so he couldn't help but be sentimental and said: "Professor Ivans must be a busy person, you ask him to try it, this step is good, but this kind of thing can't be rushed, you have to be patient. right?"

Yang Rui gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not discouraged, what's the use of being discouraged, black hearts and red hearts are better."

Zhang Dayong smiled: "It's good to be able to joke around."

Yang Rui responded with a smile, but thought in his heart: I am not kidding at all.

In the face of great gains and great disputes, Chu Yangrui felt a little desperate.

Now, if he could bribe a professor to qualify him for a keynote speech, Yang Rui would definitely not be reluctant to pay.

However,

Yang Rui didn't even know who to go to for bribes.

The road of black heart is not so easy to walk through. The so-called carrying a pig's head and not being able to find the temple gate is probably Yang Rui's current state.

"Don't think about it, just sit down and listen to the lecture." Zhang Dayong pulled Yang Rui to sit down.

Yang Rui touched his butt to the bench, and then looked up at the professor who was giving a report in front of him, and an idea rose in his mind irresistibly:

If I can refute Professor Rasgul who is giving a report today, everyone will definitely be interested in me and my research.

With this thought in mind, Yang Rui couldn't help sitting up straight, and while looking down at the lecture paper, he quietly got ready.

His preparation, of course, is to retrieve relevant papers from his mind, and conduct a large number of inquiries with the ones at hand to determine the contradictions.

Today's opening speaker is Professor Rasgul of Columbia University. It can be seen from his paper that he is mainly reporting his research on chloroplast molecular genetics and genetic engineering.

For laymen, this is a bit boring, but for insiders, this is a simple narrative like a chronicle, which suits some people's appetite.

Yang Rui was inevitably disappointed.

When someone is describing his own work and research, he has nothing to refute.

Even if you say "there is a problem with what you are doing", in this kind of research project, it is actually a fault-finding nature-it is because there are many problems in the project that you are doing, so you need to study it. If everything is clear, what research is there? meaning?

Yang Rui hoped that it was a correct and steady rebuttal.

This may not be common in other disciplines, but it is actually very common in biology, mainly because biology updates quickly.

Not to mention the field of research, even biology textbooks, which have to be changed every few years, which means that many arguments that sound extremely valuable now will be unreliable in a few years.

Yang Rui originally thought that he was very hopeful to stand up and fight for it, but Professor Rasgul said that everything was stable, and he focused on his own projects and research. In this case, it was difficult for Yang Rui to find fault. At the very least, he can't get the opponent's data.

Several hours of lectures passed by in a flash. Zhang Dayong and others withdrew with the crowd. At the same time, some people gathered around to congratulate Professor Rasgul.

Yang Rui, who was a little slumped, suddenly brightened.

He also followed a few people and squeezed to Professor Rasgul.

"Professor Rasgul, I did this. As long as you control the endonuclease, your laboratory will become a top-level laboratory." Yang Rui handed the instrument to Professor Rasgul with simple sales words.

He stuffed three instruments in his bag just to deal with such a situation.

Professor Rasgul had no time to refuse, and was stuffed into Yi's hand by Yi.

"My thesis, as well as the manual of the instrument are here..." Yang Rui was squeezed away as he spoke.

Professor Rasgul didn't take it seriously, and put the instrument on the podium, as if he was not going to pay attention.

Yang Rui had no choice but to go back to the room to add a new instrument, and continued to wander in the venue.

After the keynote speech, everyone looks more obvious or lively.

One day later, Yang Rui arrived; but the evaluation and seat he wanted never arrived.

"If it doesn't work, I can only rent a small hall and make a report for myself." Yang Rui was very helpless.

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Columbia University Laboratory of Molecular Genetics.

Professor Rasgul continued to practice the work of his subordinates, and at the same time chatted with Professor Evans beside him without saying a word.

While observing the work content of the people in the laboratory, Ivans also compared it with the working dogs in his own laboratory.

His eyes swept back and forth on the experimental table, and after a while, he saw a familiar box.

"Is this made in your laboratory?" Ivans's heart tightened, worried that he had encountered a liar.

Professor Rasgul took a look and recalled: "It's not from our laboratory, it's a Chinese. He asked me to try it out."

"Yang Rui?" Ivans still remembered the name.

Professor Rasgul thought for a moment, nodded and said, "It's probably the name."

Ivans rolled his eyes and said, "Do you want to try Yang Rui's guess? Everything seems to be ready-made."

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