Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Professor Cai and Dean Liu stared at the winter sun and rode leisurely from Yan Garden to Tsinghua Garden.

There is no such tourism project as university campus tour, so the gates of universities are open, students come in and out as they like, only a few people will be stopped for questioning, such as Professor Cai and Dean Liu have grown up on campus The decades-old face, even though it belonged to Peking University, naturally carried the sour smell of a university teacher in his bones, so the concierge let it go after a glance.

The two rode all the way to Yang Rui's temporary office, but the door was guarded by General Tie.

"Looking for Yang Rui?" The teacher, who was stretching his waist and legs nearby, saw it, and walked over and said, "Yang Rui went to Dongshan to play, and he didn't come back until work time. He has to go to the garden at noon every day. Why are you here? morning."

Dean Liu laughed twice and said, "We are not from Tsinghua University, so we don't know about it."

"Oh, no wonder, then wait, why don't you come and sit in my room." The teacher said enthusiastically: "It's strangely cold outside, come in and sit. There have been many people who have come to see Yang Rui recently. Now The young man is really amazing."

"A lot of people from other schools come to Tsinghua to look for Yang Rui? Isn't he usually in the ion channel laboratory of Peking University?" Professor Cai realized that this Tsinghua teacher with slender arms and legs was not from the Department of Biology, so he didn't have to hide his face. up.

The Department of Biology was established at the beginning of Tsinghua University, and the temporary office assigned to Yang Rui was naturally fit for purpose. The Tsinghua teacher with slender arms was from the Department of History and did not understand natural science at all, but he said proudly: "Yang Rui is still a student at Peking University. The Channel Lab doesn’t welcome guests, does it? So, I think the people who are looking for Yang Rui all come to Tsinghua University to look for him.”

After looking up and down at Professor Cai and Dean Liu, the slender-armed Tsinghua teacher laughed again: "Everyone says that Peking University is open. In my opinion, our Tsinghua University is also very open, maybe even more open. You say no."

"Tsinghua University is very good." Professor Cai said so while holding the teacup given to him.

"It's the best in China." The history teacher with slender arms said with a sense of honor: "We don't talk about the teaching itself, but the campus. Do you know that Yang Rui spends at least two noon a week in the Tsinghua Garden, and now It’s been a month, and he hasn’t finished shopping yet.”

The history teacher with slender arms pointed out the window and said: "For example, Dongshan where Yang Rui went today. Dongshan is in Jinchun Garden, and Jinchun Garden is the west half of Xichun Garden. It’s called Tsinghua Garden. Today’s Tsinghua includes both Tsinghua Garden and Jinchun Garden. Besides, Dongshan in Jinchun Garden, what’s there in Dongshan? Dongshan has a lotus pond and moonlight pavilion, which is where Mr. Zhu Ziqing wrote about the moonlight in the lotus pond. The place, the year before last, in 1982, in order to commemorate Zhu Ziqing's famous novel "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond", Tsinghua specially set up a pavilion in Dongshan. The Tsinghua Garden back then, in 1927, did not have the Moonlight Pavilion in the lotus pond, but the lotus pond was It’s very beautiful, and it’s very rare to use the name of an article to make a plaque and build a hall. Take Peking University for example. They have Qian Mu and Hu Shi, but there is no trace of them, and they don’t have enough bearing.”

Professor Cai was furious. He could see that this slender-armed history teacher was an old bullpen. Not only had he never reformed his thinking, but he also spoke without thinking. Originally, ignoring it was the best choice, but it would affect the reputation of Peking University. , Professor Cai had to say one more thing: "The reason for not promoting Qian Mu and Hu Shi is because of politics, not because of tolerance. The Moonlight Pavilion in the Lotus Pond was built not because of tolerance, but the reconstruction of Jinchun Garden, which coincided with the occasion."

"Academics are academics, and politics is politics. Qian Mu's generation of masters of Chinese studies is the status of a master, and now the books don't even mention it, which makes people sad..." The history teacher was already feeling sorry for himself.

Professor Cai was too lazy to talk to him. Qian Mu is naturally a master of the generation, but he himself went to Hong Kong 49 years later, and went to Taiwan many times, and was Chang Kaishen's guest of honor. Not to mention Hu Shi, he was the Nationalist Government's ambassador to the United States during the Anti-Japanese War, and later he was the dean of the Taiwan Research Institute. Given the political environment after the founding of the People's Republic of China, how to promote it.

Professor Cai is engaged in natural sciences, and has never liked the self-pity and self-injury of humanities. He put down the teacup in his hand and said, "I'd better go out and wait for Yang Rui, the room is very stuffy."

"Okay." Dean Liu didn't like this kind of atmosphere even more, so he opened the door and went out immediately.

The history teacher with slender arms was stunned. Seeing that the two of them left in a blink of an eye, he just shook his head: "These people are impatient..."

Not long after, Yang Rui and Xiao Baiya came back on bicycles.

Seeing the two chatting and laughing from a distance, when he came to him, Yang Rui saw Academician Cai and Dean Liu, and hurriedly jumped down to say hello.

Xiao Baiya naturally took over Yang Rui's bicycle. She pushed one bicycle with each hand, and when she reached the parking shed, she lifted two bicycles at the same time, crossed the narrow bicycle fence, and put them gently on the road not far from the door. s position.

Professor Cai and Dean Liu looked at each other silently for a moment, then turned their eyes tacitly.

"I came to see your "Genomics". Lao Liu said that you wrote an English version. Do you want to publish it abroad?" Professor Cai asked when they met.

Professor Cai guessed it, and Yang Rui felt that he didn't need to hide it, so he said, "I have this idea, and I put it in the room."

After opening the door and entering the room, Yang Rui handed over half of the "Genomics" to Professor Cai, and then turned on the stove to boil water.

The water boiled, and Dean Liu sat down to drink tea with peace of mind, looked at his watch from time to time, chatted with Yang Rui, and was in a leisurely state.

But soon, Dean Liu couldn't relax anymore.

"It's two o'clock." Dean Liu came to Professor Cai's side and reminded him gently.

"Look at it for a while, look at it for a while." Professor Cai rubbed his neck, looked at his watch, and said, "Call back and tell me that I'm late, so I can do it myself in the lab."

"Okay..." Dean Liu hesitated to call.

Then came the long wait time.

At three o'clock, after the scheduled return time had passed, Dean Liu reminded Professor Cai again.

Professor Cai had to raise his head and said, "I don't have enough time. Well, Yang Rui, your English is very good."

"But it's still not at the level of publishing." Yang Rui shrugged and said, "I've been revising for a long time, and at most it's only at this level."

"Have you considered getting someone to help you polish it?"

"My plan is to do it together after I finish writing."

"Well, it's okay. You need to find a high-level one. In addition, the publisher has to think more about it. I heard that there are many restrictions on foreigners' contracts. You should pay attention."

"Yes."

"Don't be too anxious. Publishing a book is not like publishing an article. Haste makes waste. The more solid the writing, the better."

"Yes."

The more Dean Liu listened, the more anxious he became. The two of them talked so much, but they didn't discuss the content. Shouldn't the content be discussed first when publishing a book?

"Do you have any backups? I want to take some back to read." Professor Cai flipped through the pages as he said, "Give me Chapter 6, Chapter 7, and Chapter 10 first."

He was not in a hurry to get the previous chapters, because the previous chapters were not too novel, but the novelty of the latter ones was too much, so that Professor Cai felt guilty after reading it.

As a book, or in other words, a newly born science, genomics did not pop out of a stone in November 1984, it has a long development process, just like what Yang Rui talked about in his lectures .

However, just like the birth process of any theory, the initial development of genomics is slow, but as time goes by, its development is getting faster and faster, and now, which is also the most critical period, its core argument More than half of it has been exposed scatteredly, but the remaining half is very likely to burst out in an instant.

Much of what Professor Cai sees is old content, not innovation, which is inevitable for a large and comprehensive academic monograph, but the mechanism for combining them, this structure and organizational method, is completely new.

And behind the familiar words, the complete innovation is even more thought-provoking.

"Old Liu, give me a ride." Professor Cai took a copy of Chapter Three of Genomics and read it as he walked. When he arrived at the parking shed, he still didn't want to put it down, so he simply sat on the back seat of Dean Liu's bicycle.

Dean Liu straightened his bicycle with difficulty, looked worriedly at Professor Cai, who was sitting on a pine tree, and couldn't help feeling a little weak on the soles of his feet, and said, "It will take thirty to forty minutes to ride back like this."

"Don't worry, ride steadily." Academician Cai's attention was all on the copy in his hand, with half of his arm resting on the back of the seat, he was considered stable.

Dean Liu tried his best to pedal the bicycle reluctantly.

On this day, in the so-called most beautiful Tsinghua University campus, a middle-aged and elderly cadre appeared with the beauty of another middle-aged and elderly cadre on his back.

Academician Cai didn't care about these things, and sat as firmly as Mount Tai.

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