Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

?　　　　 Lao Fang sat on another table and watched Yang Rui eating breakfast "presumptuously", always feeling that it was a provocation to himself.

　　　　　　 Yes, provocation!

　　　　　　 Lao Fang consciously is also a mountain top in the domestic academic circle, not to mention who is to be crushed, at least he will not be crushed. In the past, young people like Yang Rui had a bad attitude, and he just ranted casually.

　　　　　　 But, looking at what Yang Rui looks like at this time, does it seem like there is a trace of respect for him to eat and drink without his cheeks?

　　　　　　 Even Professor Tsai would not dare to be like this in front of him.

　　　　　　 Besides, isn’t it just a deep-fried dough stick soy milk, is it so delicious?

　　　　　　 The old Fang grasped the chair with his hands and made a creaking sound. At his age, he could explode with such great hand strength, it was already extraordinary.

　　　　　　 "Professor Yang, how do you feel that you eat fried dough sticks, it tastes better than ours." The two middle-aged men who had just walked in, watched Yang Rui put the last bite of fried dough sticks into their mouths and immediately sat over.

　　　　　　 "Youtiao is freshly fried incense." Yang Rui saw that the other party was a reporter at a glance, so he simply replied.

　　　　　　 is the old Li behind the kitchen counter, and smiles disdainfully at the two middle-aged people. He claims to be a righteous person. He received Yang Rui's two packs of good cigarettes. Naturally, he couldn't let Yang Rui suffer. The noodles used for deep-fried dough sticks are different from others. They are made of specially selected high-gluten flour.

　　　　　　 Low-gluten flour is used for cakes, and high-gluten flour is used for fried dough buns. This is the most basic classification of flour.

　　　　　　 However, ordinary people today do not have such a concept. At this time, the flour is still classified by origin and clarity, Shaan@西的特一粉特二粉, or Baoji's first-class powder and second-class powder, that's all.

　　　　　　 Most people eat flour at their doorstep, not to mention cross-provincial, cross-city delivery of less flour, that is, the conditions in the capital are good, so there are many choices.

　　　　　　 Lao Li was sent to a special school for training, and only then did he learn about the many specialties of flour.

The fried dough sticks for Yang Rui this time were bought from the guest house and specially used for leaders. Not only the production technology is good, but also durum wheat imported from the Soviet Union is used. It has high protein content and a lot of gluten. The amount of water is still large. If it is made finely, you can already taste the difference between the dough sticks made with ordinary all-purpose flour.

　　　　　　 Actually, the current domestic pipes are basically all-purpose flour, and it’s okay to use all-purpose flour for fried dough sticks.

　　　　　　 However, everything is afraid of layer upon layer. Only the difference between medium-gluten flour and high-gluten flour is not significant. Imported extra-high-gluten flour is not much stronger, but Lao Li added a little duck egg white to the noodles, which further improved the crispness.

　　　　　　 plus unhealthy old oil, the taste has improved.

Otherwise, the cooks of the state-owned enterprises have a special skill. Old Li's culinary skills are far inferior to Yu Xianyao, even worse than Yu Xianyao's apprentices, but he has cooked breakfast for more than 20 years. Lose anyone.

　　　　　　 Yang Rui is really delicious.

　　　　　　 What others saw was swallowing.

　　　　　　 The reporter who asked Yang Rui talked about it, wishing to take pictures of Yang Rui's current image. As for what it can do, he hasn't figured it out yet, but he thinks he can blog a few pages.

　　　　　　 Before he could reveal his identity, Yang Rui took out the camera, and Yang Rui ate the extra fried dough stick.

　　　　　　The middle-aged reporter worried that Yang Rui would leave, and quickly said: "Director Yang, I just happened to hear you talking. It seems to be talking about funding, right?"

　　　　　　 Yang Rui waved his hand, not answering his question. He pays attention to what he says now. When he told the Lao Fang just now, he said 2,000 instead of 20 million. When he talked about 20 million, there was a negative word in front of it.

　　　　　　 His prudence was completely cultivated by the scientific research environment of later generations. By the time he was in graduate school, scientific research funding was already a very sensitive and complicated issue, but people now speak very casually.

　　　　　　 Even so, Yang Rui didn't want outsiders to know that he was involved in the allocation of funds in advance, and he still walked two-thirds in one go.

　　　　　　 The so-called circle is nothing more than that. Two years ago, under the leadership of Professor Cai, Yang Rui stepped on the edge of the circle and had to be reviewed by the committee to get hundreds of thousands of dollars in funding. Nowadays, Yang Rui has not only passed the committee, but also agreed with other people on the amount of funds before the funds are released.

　　　　　　 At present, there is no academic bully who can master the allocation of funds with one hand, but Yang Rui has taken this step, and it is only half a step away.

　　　　　　 The middle-aged reporter saw that Yang Rui didn't want to talk about funding and didn't follow up. He smiled and said: "Professor Yang, introduce yourself, my dear Deng Tairan, this is Zhou Baoxiong, we are all reporters of the People's Daily."

　　　　　　 When the word "People's Daily" came out, half of the restaurant was quiet.

　　　　　　 Everyone present knows that, regardless of whether there are four or five major newspapers in the country, the People’s Daily is hundreds of heads higher than other newspapers.

　　　　　　 The two reporters were dispatched, and they were quite standard.

　　　　　　 Yang Rui also sat up straight, pondering and said: "I didn't expect it."

When 　　　　　　 was still posting small advertisements everywhere, Yang Rui had made an ambition to appear in the "People's Daily". Of course, at that time, he was thinking of the strongest tutor on the headlines, but he was not the current scholar.

　　　　　　 may still be the name of the strongest tuition teacher. It’s harder to get on the People’s Daily.

　　　　　　 Yang Rui couldn't help but feel a little lost.

　　　　　　 "Professor Yang." Deng Tairan called out and said, "We want to ask a few questions. Where would you find it more convenient?"

　　　　　　 "Just here." Yang Rui didn't mean to get up.

　　　　　　 Deng Tairan did not expect that Yang Rui would not avoid others, and looked around, without much talk. According to the requirements of the interview outline, he said: "What do you think of the Nobel Prize? How likely do you think you are to win the Nobel Prize."

　　　　　　 Asking two questions at a time is a taboo when interviewing, and it gives the possibility of being interviewed to avoid the truth.

　　　　　　 However, it is also possible that Deng Tairan protected Yang Rui, allowing him to choose when answering questions.

　　　　　　 Yang Rui made a judgment and said: "Before the dust settles, I can only say that I am very confident in the Nobel Prize."

　　　　　　 This is a very common answer. Deng Tairan took notes and said: "If you won the Nobel Prize, what would you do?"

　　　　　　 "If I get the Nobel Prize?" Yang Rui muttered to himself and smiled: "If I get the Nobel Prize, I will promote the world's biological research and shift to China."

　　　　　　'S answer was beyond Deng Tairan's expectation. He suddenly became energetic and asked, "How to say?"

"At present, China does not have the world's top biological laboratory. Even in Asia, the top biological laboratory is still a dream. It is a dream to use administrative power or normal economic flows to create top biological experiments. The laboratory is very difficult, but the Nobel Prize is rare in the world and has the power to create top research institutes. If I get the Nobel Prize, I will promote the construction of a world’s top biology laboratory, and Let it become a symbol of Asian biology..." Yang Rui's words are partly spoken to Chinese people and partly spoken to foreigners, but most of them are still spoken to Chinese people.

　　　　　　 The scholars sitting in the dining room were even more startled.

　　　　　　 Old Fang said quietly: "Even if it is 20 million yuan, it is impossible to build a top-notch biology laboratory."

Yang Rui smiled and said: "Just for civil construction and short-term labor wages are almost the same, and I also believe in the Nobel Prize's ability to attract and gather funds. If you win the Nobel Prize, you will be the world's top biology laboratory. It’s not a fantasy."

　　　　　　 "20 million yuan is used for civil construction and labor?" The Lao Fang was eager to scold his mother, so he reluctantly stabbed Yang Rui and repeated his words: "If you win the Nobel Prize."

　　　　　　……

　　　　　　 "If Yang Rui won the Nobel Prize, do you have anything to say to your son?"

　　　　　　 At the same time, the reporter held the microphone in his hand, facing Rui Ma, with a loud voice. Behind him is the cameraman with the camera on his shoulder.

　　　　　　　　　 Rui's mother looked at a loss, and asked, "Is Yang Rui going to win an award?"

　　　　　　 "Don't you know? He is now expected to win the Nobel Prize." The reporter held the microphone to Rui Ma's mouth again.

　　　　　　 "Well, I haven't heard of it. I've been busy recently." Rui Ma also transferred her job to the trade union in the development zone~www.readwn.com~ and was busy organizing a blind date meeting for the new district agencies.

　　　　　　 thoughtfully, the reporter's tone became more gentle and said: "Are you growing vegetables now?"

　　　　　　 "Oh, you said this, I will grow something I like to eat in the yard, and if I have extra, I can give it to my neighbors." Rui Ma was a little proud of the vegetable plot that was changed from the garden under her feet.

　　　　　　 The reporter nodded and asked: "Can we take a picture of your work?"

　　　　　　 "What do you do?" Rui Ma was a little surprised.

　　　　　　 "Just do farm work. Just do what you usually do, and do what you usually do."

　　　　　　 Rui Ma said "Oh" and started to weed the grass with her head down.

The reporter hurriedly returned to the cameraman and said in a low voice: "Quickly take a few close-ups, to have the feeling of sweat dripping down the soil on the afternoon of the day of hoeing. Don't bring the rose garden and lake behind. The barren spot was taken, as if it was on a high **** of loess, facing the loess with its back to the sky..."

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