Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

After a simple dinner, Dalbecco began to call Watson.

Because of the time difference, the evening in China was the morning in the United States. Comrade Watson, who was in his old age, got up very early and had a clear mind, and he chatted with two people for a while.

Yang Rui didn't participate in many parts. He just talked about his own "Genomics" and discussed some articles. Nevertheless, Yang Rui couldn't help but feel a little excited. Of course, there were more emotions.

Such a Bull Demon Lord really only had one in decades.

From the 1950s to the 1980s, over 30 years, dozens of Nobel Prize winners were born. Every year, the Nobel Prize is awarded to two or three people. The total number of Nobel Prize winners is equal. Not too little.

However, to become the Bull Demon King, you must not only win the Nobel Prize, but also the weight of the award. You must also get early, live long, and do more.

Like Mouris, it is certainly hopeless to surf every day after winning the Nobel Prize and rely on speeches.

Yang Rui didn't know what the correct route was to become a bull demon king. He won the Nobel Prize when he was young? Controlling big projects in middle age? Become the founder of a certain subject field in his later years? Even with the data in his head, Yang Rui found it difficult.

Bull Devil is not a kind of honor, it is a kind of recognition. The greatest recognition among peers may be able to make a big run, the recognition of society and the country may be the world's top scientist, the recognition of companies and institutions may be the achievement of an academic leader, but to be the devil?

It is difficult to draw the correct route.

And on the road to becoming a bull devil, after becoming a bull devil, the respect of the world is like a kind of drug, which makes people always happy, and there is a greater chance of making mistakes.

For Yang Rui today, the relationship between "Genomics" and Dalbecco is the key factor for him to talk to Watson.

Both are indispensable.

It was past 10 o'clock after the call, and Yang Rui and Dalbecco revised the article slightly and sent the latter back to the hotel.

When I got out of the hotel, I saw that Dean Liu took a few staff members and blocked him in the lobby again.

"Dean Liu, you don't sleep at night." Yang Rui saw that Dean Liu was also helpless. The executive is also high-end.

Dean Liu chuckled a few times and said: "I heard from Professor Dalbecko's subordinates that you are discussing an article and are preparing to sign it together?"

"There is such a thing."

"And Professor Watson from Cold Spring Harbor, want to sign it together?" Dean Liu said, his saliva almost didn't flow down.

Yes, Watson is the director of the famous Cold Spring Harbor.

And Cold Spring Harbor, also under his tenure, has become the world's top laboratory. When the genome project starts, this laboratory will become the world's number one biology laboratory.

For China now, this kind of cow devil is like a whole body of snowflake meat, and even the hooves of the cow are fat and thin-it couldn't be more tempting.

Although Yang Rui also envied the Bull Demon King, he did not drool, so he opened his mouth with fifty steps and a hundred steps, and said: "There is indeed a joint signature."

"Is it finalized? Is it published in Science?" Dean Liu quickly asked.

Yang Rui smiled and said, "The article hasn't been published, who can say it."

"Yes, yes, there are always some situations that we can't grasp. Hey, if it is published in a domestic journal, it will be fine. We can't lose our name in any way." Dean Liu was a little regretful.

Yang Rui smiled and thought: If it is published in a Chinese journal, I don't care, how could Dalbecko and Watson agree.

The article he made, whether it is the original version or the completely modified version, can be said to be a proposal to the whole world, a contribution to cancer, and it will naturally be published in the most prominent journal. , It makes sense.

Historically, this article was independently published by Dalbecco. Now Dalbecco has no good things to dominate, and it has been attracted to Watson, which naturally has a stronger effect.

Dean Liu looked at Yang Rui with envy, and said, "This opportunity is too rare."

"What you said is."

"Can you add the name of Peking University?" Dean Liu said cautiously.

"I can't decide this."

"That's what I said." Dean Liu rubbed his hands, thought for a while, and said: "Actually, it doesn't hurt to add the names of the respective units. Cold Spring Harbor still sounds good."

Yang Rui looked at him, suddenly moved a little bit.

It is not easy to think of Dean Liu's begging for the school, who can see the needles.

Asking someone is never easy.

But Dean Liu has never been ashamed to ask for help.

In fact, as far as the scholars Yang Rui is in contact with, although most of them are good to deal with, there are quite a few annoying guys with quirks. Even scholars who are good to deal with will change when they cherish their time. It's not easy to deal with.

Think about Dean Liu's journey all the way, or think about the journey of the Department of Biology of Peking University. Dean Liu's dedication is really not easy.

The advancement of a school is like a boat on land. The fastest way is to lay railroad tracks on the ground, and everyone pushes and pulls the huge boat.

Dean Liu, like a lubricant, rubbed his face on the subway, just to make it easier for the giant boat to walk.

"I can talk to Professor Dalbecco~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Although there is no right to decide, I think he should still be able to understand." Yang Rui said softly.

Dean Liu's eyes lit up in an instant, and he hesitated in an instant: "It's good to mention it, but don't lose the right to sign."

"How come." Yang Rui laughed: "Professor Dalbecco wants to use this manuscript, but he can't write the manuscript, so let's lose the original author."

"That said, he has invited Watson now, and he can't give up." Dean Liu nodded as he thought, very excited.

Yang Rui also smiled and nodded.

"Yang Rui, the school wants to thank you..." Dean Liu held Yang Rui's hand.

"I'm a member of the school, I should." Yang Rui paused, looked at the sky again, and said, "Besides, I can't let you go for nothing, it's so late."

"It's okay, it's a big deal to sleep on the sofa." Dean Liu straightened his chest out boldly.

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