The Literary Life of a Science Leader

Chapter 113 National Scholars, Ten Thousand Enemies!

"Scientific researchers should be national scholars; those who learn the art of slaying dragons are the enemy of ten thousand people!"

"This is a remark made by Zhu Tongfang, Department of Physics, Huaqing University, after reading a letter from Huang Kun to Yang Zhenning in April 1947."

"I hope you can keep these eighteen words in mind, and truly be the enemy of the country!"

Du Cunyi, who was sitting next to Mu Jingchi, put one hand on Mu Jingchi's arm.Professor Du's hands looked a bit rough, and the blood vessels under the skin could be clearly seen, and Mu Jingchi's arm was also a little wobbly when he pressed it, not very stable.

But Professor Du's hands are still strong, not only his hands are strong, but the light in his eyes is so bright and full of hope, and the words he speaks also have a strong sense of impassioned passion!
At this moment, looking at Professor Du's expression and feeling the emotion inside, Mu Jingchi's heart was shaken, and the circles of his eyes were reddish.

He held the wine glass in one hand, and the other hand actively covered the back of Professor Du's arm that was pressing on his arm, his four eyes converged, emotions intertwined, "Professor Du's words, junior Mu Jingchi will never forget !"

"We will never forget our original intention and forge ahead!"

These words are Mu Jingchi's true feelings, and they are words from the heart.

Then, he drank all the Moutai in his hand!
"it is good!"

Professor Du's hand caressed Mu Jingchi's hand affectionately, entrusting the vision in the other person's heart, "I'm afraid I won't be able to see the prosperity in the future, but with your words, I am not alone!"

When the words came to this point, the atmosphere felt a bit sad, as if there was a sense of carelessness.

Yang Wenwu immediately intervened to drive away the atmosphere, "Lao Du, don't worry, I'm watching over him! Come, come, come, don't talk about this on such a festive day, just drink!"

"drink!"

The atmosphere was mobilized in an instant, and the lonely atmosphere just now was immediately dissipated.

The bosses also have their own lives and have their own family backgrounds. At such a gathering time, they did not focus on scientific research issues.

Basically, they talk about some trivial and interesting things in life, some about their children's work, marriage issues, and some about their own grandchildren's generation. Anyway, they each have their own happiness and troubles.

"Hey, Xiaomu, do you have a girlfriend? Shall I introduce you?"

Mu Jingchi was listening to the gossip of these bigwigs, when suddenly he himself was named, and before he could answer, Professor Yang Wenwu spoke first.

"There's no need to make Xiaomu's idea. If someone doesn't have a girlfriend, it's your turn? People from our school have already taken a fancy to her."

"That's right." The person who asked Mu Jingchi nodded immediately, "For an outstanding boy like Xiao Mu, the old guys in your school will definitely rush to introduce his daughter or niece."

When Mu Jingchi heard this, he immediately thought of the scene where he was surrounded by big bosses from the School of Materials last time. One of the professors wanted to introduce his niece to him.

"Xiaomu, while we're still together, when will you call your girlfriend over and let's have a look."

This is called Aiwujiwu. If it weren't for Mu Jingchi's outstanding performance and the unanimous appreciation of the bosses, these bosses wouldn't be so interested in his girlfriend!
"This time, this time, not this time." Mu Jingchi scratched the back of his head, very embarrassed, "I just have a girl I like, and I haven't confessed to her yet, I'm not her boyfriend yet."

The topic immediately became heated.

Many bosses entered this topic one by one, some asked about the girl Mu Jingchi was attracted to, some taught Mu Jingchi how to chase girls, and some taught him how to confess his love.

Mu Jingchi was overwhelmed and felt that he couldn't handle it.

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The next day.

Mu Jingchi still got up early and continued to go to school.

In the outer corridor, a character and an elevator appeared in due course.

It was Song Xiaoyi.

"Master, you don't seem to be at home these few days, have you returned to your hometown?" Mu Jingchi stood in front of the elevator door, pressed the up button of the elevator, and immediately heard a voice from the side.

Song Xiaoyi's voice is very characteristic. Through her voice, you can create a lovely picture in your mind, and when you see her face, you will have a feeling that the picture you imagined reflects reality.

That feeling instantly evokes the throbbing in your heart.

"No, I went out to hold a meeting, a more important meeting, so I won't be at home for two or three days." Mu Jingchi looked at the other party and responded.

What made Mu Jingchi feel different was that Song Xiaoyi looked taller today, but when he looked down, he could see the shoes under Song Xiaoyi's feet.

The shoes are British-style shoes that girls prefer to wear, wrapping the ankles.

Because of the height, Mu Jingchi couldn't see it very clearly, but he could feel that the height gap between the two had changed slightly.

It should be a shoe with inner heightening.

Ding!
The elevator bell rang, and Mu Jingchi went in first, followed by Song Xiaoyi, who was still curious.

"Master, I see that you have small fish in the aquarium at home. If you are away for two or three days, is it okay?" Song Xiaoyi easily pressed the close button in the elevator while asking.

"It's okay, it's okay to be hungry for two or three days." Mu Jingchi smiled slightly, "This will keep them in good shape, and you don't have to worry about them getting out of shape due to too frequent feeding."

"Oh!"

Song Xiaoyi answered absent-mindedly, because her inner thoughts began to float again.

"Is the Great God using this to criticize me?" Song Xiaoyi looked down at her figure, then swept it left and right, comforting herself, "Probably not, my figure has been maintained very well."

Song Xiaoyi, who was thinking wildly in her heart, tried her best to comfort herself, and then she heard the great god actively ask, "By the way, didn't you say you accepted a play?"

"Why hasn't it been released yet?"

The topic turned to his own field, and Song Xiaoyi immediately took over the conversation, "It should be soon, the post-production has been done, and it should be able to play soon after it is submitted for review."

"Is it a movie or a TV show?" The Great God didn't lessen his doubts, and asked again.

"Tv series." Song Xiaoyi replied, "It should not be possible to go to the stars, it should be played on video websites."

"Is it a costume drama or a modern drama?"

The two people's questions and answers echoed in the small elevator space, but both of them seemed a little unnatural, and neither of them noticed the other's unnaturalness.

"It's a costume drama." Song Xiaoyi revealed more details, "I'm just a supporting role, and I don't have many roles."

Song Xiaoyi saw the great god nodded, and then he asked the question again like a curious baby. "It stands to reason that you should take on more filming now, right? How do you look at it and you don't seem to be in a hurry at all?"

When the topic touched here, Song Xiaoyi, who looked at Mu Jingchi's side face, was touched in an instant.Seeing the other person's face turned around, I quickly turned my cheek, "My acting skills are not very good, so I plan to practice for a while."

(End of this chapter)