The publicity department of Peking University is quite energetic, at least you can lend a camera casually.

Under the gaze of this big guy weighing dozens of pounds, the leaders of the Biology Department and the Propaganda Department were dressed neatly and dressed in formal clothes to the laboratory of Tangji.

Sun Ruyue, who was busy at the door, was shocked when he saw the image of such a serious group of people, either gray or black. He quickly ran into the laboratory and shouted in a low voice: "The plainclothes police are here."

"What are the police here to do?" He Quangui was the most calm, took off his gloves, pushed open the laboratory door, and looked out.

"It's here, where the door is opened." The thick male voice heard the excitement of the sound of an excited voice in the corridor, as if a middle-aged man and a child were taking a child to see the peacock spreading his tail.

"Bang"

He Quangui closed the door in fear, and sweated coldly on his forehead, saying, "What should I do if I am really plainclothes?"

The plainclothes image in the 1980s was very tall and mighty, with a majestic image of special forces, spies, people's police, detectives, etc. Hai Yan's first book was "Plackclothes Police", which later became the TV series "Plackclothes Police". The theme song "Several storms, several storms, several spring and autumn, wind, frost, rain, snow and snow fight the torrents" was still remembered until twenty or thirty years later, but the story of "Plackclothes Police" started in 1976.

At this time, when young people heard the plainclothes police, the first thing they thought of was various social rumors.

Several students in the laboratory were suddenly panicked, ramming the room like mosquitoes in mosquito nets.

Yang Rui sighed, raised his head from the laboratory table, and said, "What have you done? You are so scared."

"I'm afraid because I didn't do anything." Wang Yaowu, who was standing behind He Quangui, thought for a moment and asked, "Is it a problem to boil eggs in a water bath?"

"I guess it doesn't count." Wang Ying, the most experienced among the few people, answered, and then said: "Otherwise, using the laboratory's pure water equipment to make tea will become a problem."

He Quangui's eyes lit up: "Yes, I forgot about this good thing. Tea made in pure water is delicious."

"Well? Just my taste, tea made from first-level pure water is better than the water in Yuquan Mountain. Is the tea good or not? Actually, it should be tested for double-blind..." When talking about the tea ceremony, Wang Ying was a bit full of words. Although it was mostly wild ways, he also said it in an orderly manner.

Yang Rui listened with relish. The pure water in the laboratory is divided into one, two or three levels, usually expressed by the conductivity of water. The lowest level of pure water in the third level is generally washed and rinsed. The standard for second-level pure water is already very high. It is enough for conventional laboratories to use them, including buffers, etc., which can be prepared.

First-class pure water equipment is quite expensive and is specially used for high-precision analysis technology, test tube fertilization, DNA sequencing and other applications. First-class water is also used. At the same time, as one of the conditions for controlling conductivity, first-class water is also used in the configuration of electrophoresis experimental solutions.

The most expensive equipment in Tangji's electrophoresis laboratory includes first-level water preparation devices. Pure imported machinery can only produce about 10 liters of first-level water per day, but it is a huge difference from the mass-produced water sold on the market.

Of course, the difference between using it to make tea is also huge compared to pure water or spring water.

Just as several people were discussing, the laboratory door was pushed open by a "plainclothes".

The two plainclothes in front trotted in, lifted the curtains, opened the microphone, and shook everyone.

"What is this for?" He Quangui was a little confused and stood up with courage to ask.

"Student Yang Rui, we're meeting again." No one answered his words, but the man who came in next walked in front of Yang Rui.

"Hello, Director Qin, what's wrong with you? It's a big deal." Yang Rui shook hands with the other party and recognized that the person in front of him was the office director of the biology department. After applying for the school project, the two had had several dealings.

Director Qin smiled and said, "Good thing, wait a moment, I'll let the main master come over and talk."

Then, he clapped his hands, and Richard and the cameraman who followed him came in.

The black and black camera flashed with red dots, as if it was magical, making the limbs stiff instantly.

He Quangui is usually lively and active and able to speak. At this time, he stared at the camera at a loss, like a mouse frightened by a cat, and had no idea what to do.

"Hello, Yang Rui." Richard walked out of the shadow of the camera and said, "I came here to invite you to join my laboratory."

"professor……"

"Listen to me first." Richard immediately interrupted Yang Rui's words, waved his hand, and said in English: "I have received full support from Peking University and was allowed to use and build an excellent laboratory. You should know that this is a very rare trust and honor. I hope to do this well. Therefore, I not only need professional researchers, but also excellent auxiliary researchers. Yang Rui, your grades are very good, and your thinking is particularly keen. I must admit that I have underestimated you. So, I came here this time and hope to invite you to join my laboratory so that you and my intelligence can be used."

His sincere attitude and blonde hair and blue eyes shocked the audience.

Now the sophomore Sun Ruyue is already looking at Yang Rui with admiration and recalling Richard's words in a daze: I must admit that I have looked down on you, so I came here this time and hope to invite you...

This is like a myth of New China. A foreigner underestimated a Chinese with his inherent prejudice, and the Chinese used his intelligence and talent to cleverly make foreigners admit their mistakes...

Sun Ruyue thought to himself that if he could get such an invitation, it would be worth the college entrance examination.

Director Qin also looked at the scene in front of him with excitement, and looked back at the camera from time to time to make sure it was still shooting, and to save this rare process - professors from famous American universities apologized to Chinese college students!

Such a title can stimulate the nerves when you think about it.

Richard looked at Yang Rui with a deep look, and said for a moment: "I need three interns in total, but like other assistants, the contributions made by any intern will be recorded. If you participate in the paper, you will have the opportunity to sign. Everyone will have a fair and just environment and equal opportunities. Of course, senior researchers, including me, will give interns serious tutoring."

"This is a good opportunity, Yang Rui." Director Qin wanted to pinch Yang Rui's neck and said he agreed. However, because Yang Rui had already refused once, he seemed a little worried about gains and losses now.

The researchers in the laboratory even used the expression of watching the pie falling from the sky hitting others' mouths. They looked at Yang Rui and Richard, and waited for the two to make up, and then began to cheer with envy.

However, Yang Rui stared at the eyes and shook his head slowly and firmly: "Sorry, I still have my own things to do."

Director Qin tilted his head, as if he didn't hear it clearly, and instantly furious: Do you have something to do? What's more important than this one!

"Scientific research won't waste all your time, if you're worried about that." Richard spoke again.

Yang Rui shook his head again: "Not only that, in short, I feel good in Professor Tang's laboratory and I don't want to change the laboratory anymore."

"If you are dissatisfied with the intern's work, you can make a request." Before Director Qin could react, Richard proposed a better condition.

Yang Rui still refused and said, "I think the current location is very comfortable, unlike changing positions."

"Okay, don't take pictures." Director Qin waved his hand and stopped the camera with a look of discouragement.

Today's photography equipment is made of tape, and it's money every minute.

Seeing the colleagues in the Propaganda Department put away the equipment, Director Qin said: "Yang Rui, what do you think? Richard kindly invited you to the laboratory, why don't you want to go?"

"I have my own business to do, why do I do well to be an intern for others?" Yang Rui returned it with one sentence.

"Richard said that if you are not satisfied, make your own request." Director Qin winked and signaled Yang Rui to open his request.

He wanted to take satisfactory shots now, but he didn't care about the result.

Yang Rui still refused in another way, looking like he was unable to get into the air.

There was no reason, so Director Qin simply pulled Yang Rui into the corner and asked in a low voice: "Don't you want to study abroad?"

"I don't want to." Yang Rui was even more straightforward.

"Okay, since you want to study abroad... Huh, why don't you think?" Director Qin seemed to be looking at a strange creature.

Yang Rui asked back: "Why do you want to?"

"Who doesn't want to study abroad? How good is it to be abroad? Forget it, you are only a freshman now. I don't understand. I don't blame you, but I said, you can't be so willful..." Director Qin began to persuade.

After a while, another bored teacher came over and joined the persuasion queue.

Yang Ruiyun acted in a fancy way to reject the law, but he was able to deal with it with it with ease.

Until Director Qin began to give an example: "Look at Huang Mao, he won a chance to study abroad after graduation, and he evaluated the lecturer when he came back. How great is this..."

Yang Rui subconsciously repeated the familiar word "Huang Mao" and couldn't help but ask: "Which Huang Mao?"

Director Qin thought it made some sense and immediately shouted: "Teacher Huang, come on."

A young man with a young face walked over in confusion.

"Huang Mao!" Yang Rui looked up and down at the other party, and suddenly found it very interesting. Huang Mao was clearly the research on potassium channels in Beijing Huang Mao, who won several awards in physiology and biology. It should have been his radiation field.

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Chapter completed!