I reach the pinnacle of life by learning

Qiao Yu returned to China with a Nobel Prize medal.

Song Tianyu specially took it to mount it, and carefully placed the medal sealed in the glass cover in the center of the study.

He looked at the medal with affectionate and pious eyes.

Qiao Yu opened and closed the paper in his hand, and asked, "Would you like to offer two sticks of incense later?"

Song Tianyu shook his head quickly: "No. The smell is too strong, it's not good for your health."

...Have you really thought about it?

Tan Zirui sent a congratulatory message.And there are new questions.

"What new subject are you going to open?"

For the current Huaguo academic circle, this is a big event.

The subject that Qiao Yu decides on will determine the whereabouts of Huaguo's internal biological investment hot money in the future.

Not only Tan Zirui wanted to know, but many people also wanted to know.

For example, biologists in the same industry will choose to avoid research in this field...

Scholars in other related fields will find ways to recommend themselves to work in Qiao Yu's laboratory.

"Heart attack." Qiao Yu replied on the phone.

Tan Zirui was very surprised and dropped the egg in his hand: "You're jumping too fast, aren't you?"

If gene therapy can still be related to biotechnology, then heart disease is a purely medical field.

Although it is always said that biomedicine is not separated, there is still a gap.

Qiao Yu: "I think so too. But I can't help it, I'm more interested in it."

Tan Zirui thought for a while: "...Then I'll go buy some medical stocks related to heart disease first, and wait for me. You hold back this news for now."

Everyone thought that Qiao Yu's research direction would be in the field of continuation of genes...or stem cells would also be fine.

Human energy is limited.Just two big bifurcated fields are enough to make people feel exhausted.

If other biologists said that, Tan Zirui would just let him pour the water out of his mind.

But the person who said this was Qiao Yu.

In fact, Qiao Yu didn't intend to release the news anytime soon.

He originally thought that after receiving the Nobel Prize, he would find an opportunity to work.

After all, he hasn't done experiments for almost half a year since he came out of the Third Hospital, so he can only spend a while in the virtual laboratory.

It's just that the Chinese New Year is coming soon.

Chinese New Year is approaching, and everyone is very busy, so it is more appropriate to wait until after school starts.

Qiao Yu received a call from Secretary Zhao, saying that he wanted him to go to the office.

The radio in the car is broadcasting the news that Governor William of the United States has reached the summit.

Ford lost the election and William became the new President of the United States.

Secretary Zhao's tone was very relaxed: "William is a pro-China faction, which is a good result. I received news before..."

"We have privately reached an agreement with..."

His speech became slurred.

"In short, on behalf of the country, I thank you," Secretary Zhao said sincerely. He held Qiao Yu's hand and shook it up and down, "Chief designer Qiao. The leader originally wanted to go to school to meet you, but he knew It's not convenient to go to your home if you're not at school. I have to trouble you to come."

Coming out of South China Sea, Liu Yi planned to drive home as usual.

But Qiao Yu said: "Wait a minute, let's go to Yanjiao today."

He handed over the address he got from Li Yi a few years ago: "Go here."

On the way, Liu Er helped him buy a bunch of white daisy flowers.

The car stopped at a small manor in Yanjiao.

The doorman, who was dozing off, was startled when he saw someone coming, and then opened the iron gate.

He wanted to walk to Qiao Yu's side, but was stared back by Liu Yi and Liu Er's vigilant eyes.

The guard stood there, hesitantly: "Hello, Mr. Qiao. Mr. Li told us... Are you coming for vacation?"

Although no outsiders have been here for several years, they have taken good care of it.

Even if you check in directly with your bags, it's no problem.

Qiao Yu replied: "Come and see my brother."

When Li Hanqing was still alive, Qiao Yu seldom called him brother.Almost no one knows that he also has a younger brother.

Li Hanqing was buried here without a funeral.

It's hard to believe that the young and crazy head of the Li family died so peacefully.

Where he was buried, many flowers were planted.For several miles around, there are all kinds of flower clusters, growing wildly.

Qiao Yu vaguely remembered that Li Hanqing liked flowers very much.

If it weren't for the tombstone in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers, no one would have guessed that there is still a person buried here.

Li Hanqing's tombstone has no photos, no dates of birth and death, and only one sentence.

[You come to see me. ]

Qiao Yu said: "Yes, here I am. I have never robbed you of anything in my life, but you still left."

"I've been thinking a lot lately, if I had just studied medicine, maybe I could have started studying heart disease earlier."

In fact, he and Li Hanqing had nothing to say. What he wanted to say seemed to have been said in his previous life.

Therefore, Qiao Yu only said a few words before closing his mouth.

He put the flowers in his arms in front of the tombstone, with a rare fragility and sadness in his expression: "I'm sorry, my brother still didn't save you."

"I'm leaving, I'll see you next time."

As for when the next time will be, Qiao Yu doesn't know, and no one can tell.

2021, October.

The 12th is the Spring Festival.

Qiao Yu originally planned to go back to Tianhai, but because she received an invitation from the Spring Festival Gala audience, she simply called Qiao Yue to Yanjing.

Besides Qiao Yue, Song Yiwen and Li Pingting followed.

Song Yiwen got fat in his middle age, and in just a few years, he swelled up a few numbers. He looks amiable, like a Maitreya Buddha.

Li Pingting next to him is not like Song Tianyu's stepmother, if they say they are siblings, some people will believe them.

Song Yiwen: "You have been abroad before, and finally returned to China, and went to a closed experiment again. This is the first time I have met you as a parent..."

In Germany before, when Song Tianyu was hospitalized, the two met once.

Song Yiwen sighed: "At the beginning, when I saw the flirtatious eyes between you two, I thought that unless there was smoke from the Song family's ancestral grave, otherwise you would not be able to fall in love with my son. I didn't expect that the ancestral grave is really smoked now."

"I'm a businessman, so I don't have much ability. It seems that there is only money left..." Song Yiwen handed over a card, "If you don't dislike it, just keep it. I can't give you anything good other than this, sorry for you gone."

Qiao Yu raised her eyebrows: "It's actually not bad."

Song Tianyu was not very convinced by his own father's evaluation: "At any rate, I also graduated from a top2 Ph.

Song Yiwen immediately turned on the phone, and scrolled through some news.

"Bernard, the third prince of the Merkel Group, responded to reporters for the first time, saying that Qiao Yu is his ideal type."

"Hollywood actress Hathaway tweets that she loves Chinese scientists."

"Onion Daily: The daughter of the Duke of Commonwealth and the daughter of the Governor of Hong Kong Island had a big fight over who would marry Qiao Yu in the future at the coming-of-age ball of the famous Clion girls..."

Song Tianyu: "..."

Song Tianyu was hit.

That night, he hugged the quilt and curled up into a ball, looking eagerly at the people next to him.

Qiao Yu leaned against the head of the bed, holding a collection of Haizi's poems in his hand.

He was so burned by the sight that he couldn't read the book.

Qiao Yu turned her head and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Song Tianyu replied: "I am a fan of Qiao Qiao, I like to watch you."

But this kind of look is clearly the look of an abandoned little animal looking at its master who is about to go out.

Qiao Yu pinched his face, it was soft.

His own heart was also soft in a mess.

"Then I don't lack people to like, but I lack a husband, what should I do?"

Song Tianyu moved himself over, and then pressed his face against Qiao Yu's, rubbing against each other: "Then I'll be your husband."

Qiao Yu held his face, made him look directly at her, and said, "Song Tianyu."

Song Tianyu replied in a low voice: "Huh?"

"I'm with you not because of gratitude or out of habit, you should understand that I don't like to force myself," Qiao Yu paused, "I'm willing to be with you just because I like you very much."

"No ifs, and no other reasons."

Qiao Yu let go and kissed his eyelids: "So don't look at me with such eyes, I will feel bad."

It was difficult for Song Tianyu to describe his mood.

He actually understood, he understood what Qiao Yu said.

It's just that he couldn't control himself, and even thought about locking Qiao Yu many times.

But he knew he couldn't do it.

In the past, he knew that this behavior was stupid, but now he would be beaten up by Liu Yi to Liu Liupang.

He can't beat it.

However, Song Tianyu felt that since Qiao Yu had said so, he probably had nothing to worry about.

Song Tianyu blinked and asked, "Then can I look at you in another way?"

Qiao Yu didn't feel bad anymore, but he was kissed, so what, it hurt a little.

2 month 10 day.

Before the Spring Festival arrived, Qiao Yu received the courier from Liu Yi first.

Sent from the Ministry of Science and Technology.

He thought it was something important, but when he took it apart, he was informed that he had won the prize.

Just, the one he raised last year, the Xun'an Biology Award.

Before, Qiao Yu traveled to South China Sea several times for this award, and even used his connections to contact foreign professors to be the judges.

Qiao Yu didn't go up by himself.Everyone knows that Xun'an Biopharmaceutical Company was founded by his family.Other people's names are on the council, isn't this necessary to avoid suspicion?

In China, the publicity of an award is a major headache.

However, because of that drug, the news of the Xun An Award was announced, and it gained a good reputation.

It's just that Qiao Yu never thought that this award would be awarded to him.

Damn, the 1000 million bonus is left handed to the right hand, and he himself has to pay millions of taxes.

Liu Daodao: "The country thinks that the Xun'an Award is a good way to promote it. It plans to announce the annual Xun'an Award together with the Spring Festival Gala and become a repertoire of the Spring Festival Gala."

"By the way, you also know the winner of the mathematics award."

Because of the Nobel Prize and new drug promotion, Qiao Yu really didn't pay attention to the review progress for a long time in the past.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Li Chujie?"

"Professor Li is a bit older, over 40 years old." Speaking of this, Liu Yi also sighed, "This year is exactly 41."

Qiao Yu said several names in succession, Liu Yi smiled and shook his head.

Qiao Yu succumbed: "Say it directly."

"It's Barton Smith. I used to study at Princeton University, and I was a classmate with Associate Professor Chu Xining of Qingda University. I became a Huaguo citizen a few years ago. I'm also teaching at Qingda University now. You have closed your experiment for a long time, so you may not be clear about it. Last year , Professor Barton’s group theory was published in the Annals of Mathematics... Oh, by the way, the second author is Professor Chu.”

Qiao Yu narrowed her eyes and thought about it for a while, and finally found the beautiful foreign kid with freckles in her memory.

Qiao Yu said: "It's pretty good, it's rare to have a reverse output."

Generally, when studying abroad, many people never return. It is rare for foreign scholars to come to China to study and live.

Otherwise, Mr. Yang and Mr. Qiu would not have caused so much shock when they returned to China to teach.

Liu Yi replied with a smile: "Yes, it will be better in the future."

The Spring Festival Gala scene is nothing special.

It's nothing more than the change of audio from vinyl to live broadcast, and the location of the auditorium is also very good. Every now and then, you can still meet with audiences from all over the country on TV.

At 10:30, Qiao Yu stepped onto the stage.

It is both a stage and a podium.

Qiao Yu originally wanted to repeat the lines he had memorized for the Nobel Prize, but at this moment, he changed his mind.

"It's a great honor for all the judges to award me the award," he said.

"In the past, many people said that our country is a desert of scientific research. We can only pick up leftovers from abroad."

"Then I declare now, no more."

Qiao Yu smiled slightly, and his tone was so arrogant that some scholars who watched the live broadcast abroad wanted to punch him along the network cable.

He said: "The entire 21st century will be mine."

【Finish】

The author has something to say: [Concluding remarks]

The extra volume is called Research Tyrant PLUS.

Ended here because it felt just right =w=.

The first draft of this article was around October last year.Then it officially started serialization in February this year.

The reason why I wrote this at the beginning was because the other article was too stuck!Can't write it.

So I wrote a very sloppy beginning.I didn't even think about how to write it and how to end it.

It was a particularly magical experience for me.The characters of Qiao Qiao and Song Song changed from fuzzy to clear in my mind. I can even imagine the curvature of their smiles and the light in their eyes.

They come alive in my world.

It has been almost half a year since this article was serialized.thanks everyone.

I am very satisfied with the plot behind it!I feel like I'm about to win a Nobel Prize!

I didn't think about how to write it before, and wrote a lot of messy things.

But even where it fails, it's part of my work.

Thank you for accompanying me on this romantic journey.

2020. 8, 20

seven streams/stay

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PS: If you have nutrient solution, give me some.

PPS: The extra episode is still on the 6th.

Extra volume: Research Tyrant Plus