Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

I don't know if it is a psychological effect. After burning incense and worshiping Buddha, Li Zhengyi always felt that the experiment of this group became smooth again.

Other groups do comparative experiments, usually five, six, seven or eight times, and this group often gets a conclusion two or three times. Occasionally, the experimental dog dropped the wrong reagent, and it turned out that the experimental effect was good.

However, when this happened occasionally to twice a week, Li Zhengyi couldn't help but go to the incense burner at noon to burn three more incense sticks.

In fact, mistakes in reagents or order in the laboratory are much more frequent than normal people think.

A slightly more complicated experiment, it can even be said that only occasionally a few times is completely correct, and those failed experiments, if you want to achieve results like the legend, you can hardly be called an ideal. It is said that the dream is almost the same. .

However, in Gu Qiang's group, such things happen from time to time.

Gu Qiang doesn't have any special feelings. When he conducts experiments seriously, it is often so easy.

Besides, the progress of Wang Liangcai's group is extremely fast, and seeing that he is already about to catch up with his group, celebrating or being happy or something is also a little extravagant for Gu Qiang.

In the laboratory, it is Yang Rui himself who can really relax and celebrate.

He doesn't need to do it himself, and the newly created experimental technology works well. You catch up with me in each group, and the progress is extremely fast. As the person in charge, Yang Rui is naturally relaxed.

The sheep clone project, although not on par with the Manhattan Project and the like, is also the most powerful project in biology. It is exhausting enough to host such a project, and to control the direction, plus the independent "development" of new Yang Rui felt that he should take a good rest.

At two o'clock in the afternoon on Sunday, Yang Rui greeted everyone and went home early from get off work.

Wang Liangcai, Gu Qiang and others didn't notice anything, but some coolie experimental dogs were a little envious of the director's free will. They left work at two o'clock. How easy it was.

Compared with the pleasure that researchers get from the progress of the experiment, the life of the coolie experimental dog is even more boring, basically equivalent to the working class in the laboratory, with the most labor and the lowest sense of accomplishment.

As for the person with the highest sense of accomplishment, he is naturally the person in charge of the laboratory.

The reason why owning your own laboratory is the lifelong pursuit of scholars is also the unparalleled sense of achievement.

Not everyone has the opportunity to explore nature and achieve the future.

If you can explore freely

"Yang Rui is back." Yang Rui opened the door with the key, and heard the excitement of the child inside.

Yang Rui turned his mind, smiled, and shouted, "Is it Xiao Lu here?"

Xiaolu is the daughter of Jing Yulan's cousin Zhao Ping, and she studies in the primary school attached to Beijing Normal University. After Jing Yulan returned to the capital, she walked more frequently with her cousin's house, and they would meet each other from time to time.

Hearing Yang Rui's answer, Xiao Lu gave up the snacks on the table without hesitation, rushed to the door, and plunged into Yang Rui's arms.

"Be careful, don't be tripped by the stone." Yang Rui said back, and quickly caught Xiao Lu.

"Mom said you only came back at night, I don't believe it, they just love to lie to children." Xiao Lu is very cute, Xiao Hu has pointed teeth, speaks a bit slowly, but is organized.

Yang Rui smiled and put Xiao Lu on the ground, and said, "Your mother didn't lie to you. I got off work early today."

"Have you eaten?" Jing Yulan also walked out of it.

"Chef Yu did it." Yang Rui greeted Zhao Ping again before she shed all the coats and scarves.

Although I live in a quadrangle courtyard, in winter, in order to keep warm, the yard in the middle of the room can be enclosed with glass, which is a bit like a greenhouse, and ventilation needs to be controlled.

For later generations, just decorating the roof of such a yard will cost one or two hundred thousand yuan, and it will be more expensive to make an electric one, and the cost is half the cost of labor. The labor in the 1980s was very cheap, but there was no professional decoration company.

The Beijing Construction Corporation, which Yang Rui asked for, built countless strange buildings in the city. The technology was good and cheap. Although it did not decorate private individuals, it was naturally a reluctant exception for Yang Rui.

"My favorite is your yard. It’s ventilated in summer and keeps warm in winter. There are so many yards in Lao Bei@京, which are much larger and more tidy. If you can think of a yard, it’s your house." Complimented: "Well worthy of being an educator, but smart."

Yang Rui laughed blankly: "It has nothing to do with us, the plan made by other engineers."

"Yulan has said it, it was you who brought it up. If you don't say it, other engineers would never have thought of doing it." Zhao Ping took a little compliment.

Yang Rui's mouth twitched twice, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

Last time, my cousin, Comrade Zhao Ping, had such a good attitude. Why? It seems to be to promote their bank loan mission.

Banks in the 1980s were like this. Every month there were various tasks. The superiors pushed them out, and it didn't matter whether you could complete them or not. Naturally, there were bonuses for what could be done, and miserable things that could not be done. Yes, deduct bonuses, deduct wages and force overtime.

It is also because of this that banks before 2000 were not considered particularly good units. People with a small background at home are usually reluctant to go.

If other units ask for someone once or twice, it's fine. If you have to ask for someone in the bank month after month, who can stand it?

It's just that the business in the bank involves huge numbers at every turn, which is not something that ordinary small relationships can play around.

At this time, Xiao Lu felt bored, pulled Yang Rui's clothes and shouted: "Yang Rui, let's play."

"What are you playing?" Yang Rui took the opportunity to squat down to coax the child.

Xiaolu blinked her **** eyes and said, "You can play with anything, Yang Rui, let's play with them, don't want them."

Zhao Ping said, "You must not be called Yang Rui, but your uncle."

"No." Xiao Lu firmly shook her head and said: "Yang Rui."

Zhao Ping smiled helplessly, and said embarrassedly: "This guy, he doesn't care about people when he goes to other people's houses. If he doesn't know why, he loves to stick to your Yang Rui."

No matter what her mother said, Xiao Lu just grabbed Yang Rui by the corner of her clothes and didn't let go.

In the words of later generations, the little bit in front of him is an out-and-out face control.

She likes good-looking little brothers and sisters, and naturally doesn't bother to take care of the bad ones.

Yang Rui was just about to make a relief, and told Zhao Ping that it was okay, and took Xiao Lu to... the kitchen for food.

Anyway, this little guy would be very happy as long as he followed him, and he didn't care what he was doing.

The two cooperated to get a few plates of cold dishes, and Yang Rui was in the middle of the yard, setting out the tea utensils, and drinking happily.

The Pu'er tea he kept was enough to pick up and drink for hundreds of years.

If at that time biotechnology could grow to this level.

"Xiao Lu, don't you have homework to ask your uncle?" Zhao Ping and Jing Yulan chatted in the room for a while, then walked out.

Xiaolu pouted ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said, "I want to ask again at night."

"I'll go back tonight, hurry up and ask." Zhao Ping handed the workbook to Xiao Lu.

Yang Rui became even more strange, and said, "I still have homework to ask me."

"You wrote it." Xiao Lu said, turning to the next page and handing it to Yang Rui.

At the top of the homework is a reading comprehension: "The Discovery Story of Nobel Laureate Yang Rui".

Yang Rui's expression was suddenly embarrassed, what "you wrote", this is "write yours".

Regretful, Yang Rui is still a little curious about how elementary school students write themselves in their reading comprehension.

So I followed the article and read it.

But it was the story of the discovery of PCR on the 18th mountain road that Yang Rui made up for reporters back then...

There are not many words in reading comprehension, but there are many problems behind it.

After staring at Yang Rui, Xiao Lu pointed to the third question and said: "Yang Rui, here I ask you why you were able to solve scientific discoveries from the mountain road at the time."

"This... shouldn't the answer be found in the article?" Yang Rui looked helplessly at Zhao Ping and Jing Yulan.

The two had already covered their mouths and laughed.

Yang Rui understood it, so he could only follow the article and point it to Xiao Lu, saying: "Here, it is because I am diligent in thinking and thinking about this problem every day, so I suddenly thought of it."

"Is that so?" Xiao Lu raised her head and looked at Yang Rui.

Yang Rui said: "Some people are like this."

"Are you?" Xiao Lu continued to ask.

Yang Rui grew up in an age when chicken soup was poisonous, and was asked by the little girl, "No."

"How did you think of it?"

"It's mainly because I'm smart." Xiao Lu nodded in agreement, obviously more convinced of the answer, immediately picked up a pen and wrote it under the question.

The three adults were a little dazed, but surprisingly they didn't stop her.