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"Well," Pei Lu gave a sweet date with a stick, and moved the small cake of the machine meal in front of him: "Eat it."

Jiang Xing likes to eat sweets, and he wakes up very hungry after sleeping. He has just settled his share, his throat rolled twice, and he said quite reservedly: "No, you can eat it yourself .”

Pei Lu looked back to the lecture notes on the laptop: "I don't like sweets, don't waste them."

"Oh," Jiang Xing blinked, like a butterfly flapping its wings a few times when it's happy, and he picked up the small spoon calmly: "Thank you then."

Pei Lu glanced at his slightly puffed cheeks, and said, "No thanks, it was you who helped me."

The schedule of the summit was very full, and the discussion on various topics went directly after the opening ceremony the next morning.

Everything went smoothly until the afternoon when I changed the exhibition hall and found that the mirror connection and the documents prepared by Secretary Pei Lu were not suitable.

It was also the first time for Li Sheng to travel with his boss to such a grand meeting. He lacked the experience of preparing a copy of various file formats, so he was sweating profusely: "Boss Pei, I still can't connect."

There was no trace of panic on Pei Lu's face. He pressed his shoulders to calm him down. His steady voice was clear and powerful: "How much time will it take to convert the format right now?"

Li Sheng rolled the mouse and glanced roughly: "There are several G, and it takes at least two hours for not a single language."

Pei Lu shook his head: "There is no such time."

"I remember most of the content, and I can play it on the spot, but when it comes to specific experimental data, you can help me find out how much I can make up with Jiang Xing."

Jiang Xing turned on the laptop neatly and entered several sets of data. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Do you really want the experimental data set you originally tested?"

Pei Lu instantly understood what he meant, and raised his eyebrows: "You want to create data for me on the spot?"

Jiang Xing looked at him and blinked, not afraid that he would feel arrogant: "It is too time-consuming to find more than 100 sets of data in tens of millions of bytes. If you are willing to believe me, use your video recorder to connect to mine. With a laptop, when you are speaking on stage, I can create data on the spot and display it directly on the screen."

He promised: "I will definitely walk a little ahead of you and give you enough time to organize speeches, so that the efficiency will be much higher."

But the risks are also multiplied.

This is equivalent to a live broadcast. Data and conclusions were drawn without rehearsals on and off the stage, and without experiments. This can only be done based on the skills that are familiar with various types of experiments.

It takes thousands of experiments to blurt out the corresponding base group.

What's more important is the tacit understanding and cooperation between the two parties. Without years of cooperation and in-depth understanding, it is almost impossible to match the rhythm.

Pei Lu didn't hesitate and agreed.

At the same time, let the secretary continue to adjust the format and make two-handed preparations.

The summit was attended by elites from various domestic colleges and universities, everyone in the circle, and more importantly, some foreign industry representatives. They carried not only their own honor but also the responsibility of the school and the motherland. image.

This is a fight where there can be no mistakes.

The meeting began, and there was a layer of silence in the venue, only the sound of "click, click, click" from long guns and short cannons.

Jiang Xing was not nervous at all when he made the bold proposal just now, but when he really started, he felt that it was not as simple as he imagined.

Even though he is already familiar with the bases of various types of experiments, the response is more important when he starts to set up the data. To cooperate with Pei Lu's speech ideas, Jiang Xing must immediately mobilize the database in his brain to output the data wherever he talks. presented on the big screen.

The person who writes is far more brain-intensive than the person who speaks, because the speaker can summarize the chemical reaction process in one stroke, while the writer must fully express the nodes, changes, deduction, and final equation balance of the process in written form.

In this meeting, it was not Pei Lu who was tested, but Jiang Xing.

Fortunately, Pei Lu was born with the ability and momentum to control the field. The spotlight shone on him from above his head, shining brightly.

Jiang Xing began to get familiar with his rhythm, and the two looked at each other, knowing what the other was going to do without needing to say anything.

You can forget a lot of things when you devote yourself wholeheartedly. It seems that there are only two of them left on the stage, their eyes meet and cooperate with each other, and they seem to be in no one's place among thousands of people. Thoughts collide.

For a moment, Jiang Xing even felt the resonance frequency between him and the other party's thinking.

Rationality and rigor are wrapped with eager blood and trembling, interweaving and converging into another dimension of brain climax and soul resonance.

Everything is getting better.

Pei Lu was holding the microphone under the bright lights of thousands of people. He hadn't experienced this kind of understanding and mood of "sharing" and "fighting side by side" for a long time.

When a person becomes more and more capable of being independent, it becomes a luxury to find someone to discuss with when encountering problems.

Jiang Xing made him feel at ease and relaxed, as if this thorny problem was no longer only on him alone, someone came over and said, I will help you carry it together, so he can also sneak ashore to breathe a breath of fresh, unburdened air.

Sharing a tricky secret, sharing a heavy and arduous problem requires a complete tacit understanding and matching professional standards.

Jiang Xing is this person.

He is Pei Lu's database, Pei Lu's computer, Pei Lu's pen, Pei Lu's eyes, ears and Pei Lu's other brain.

As if it was destined to be so, there is no need to run in and practice.

At the end of the speech, there was thunderous applause, Pei Lu looked straight down the stage, and met Jiang Xing's red eyes, with bright stars twinkling in them.

No matter how brightly lit the podium is, no matter how distinguished and powerful leaders and experts are sitting in the audience, the packed audience, the TV stations, website reporters, cameras, and flashlights in front of the stage, he looks straight at the past. Jiang Xing's clear and transparent eyes.

They stared at each other through applauding crowds and flashing lights.

The trials and tortures finally came to an end, Jiang Xing was a little exhausted, and sat on a seat beside the stage to drink tea silently to replenish water.

A bony hand fell on his shoulder, Jiang Xing raised his head, and met a pair of deep black eyes, which reflected the light and looked extraordinarily gentle, like a dark lake full of star debris.

Pei Lu said, "Well done."

His voice was low and hoarse because he spoke for too long.

Jiang Xing's heart beat suddenly, uncontrollably.

He opened his mouth, and lowered his head with some happiness and some sadness.

At this moment full of pride and enthusiasm, Jiang Xing was finally willing to admit that he probably wanted this affirmation a long time ago.

Anyone who has read this major, who would not admire this person?

Because he has not been able to get this recognition, he minds, competes, he is awkward, sharp and irritable, because he has never been the one favored by Pei Lu, and the other party has always been obsessed with protecting that despicable idiot.

And I had to be impressed by this person's profound knowledge and rational wisdom.

So this belated praise now sounds extraordinarily touching and complicated.

Jiang Xing was unwilling to reconcile, and forced a soft "um" in his voice, and turned his head away, not wanting the other party to see his possibly sore eye sockets at the moment.

Pei Lu was puzzled, couldn't such a perfect moment make Jiang Xing happy?

What does Jiang Xing want?

Can he give it.

Pei Lu pressed the hand on Jiang Xing's thin shoulder with a little force, trying to add some weight.

Jiang Xing was in a complicated mood, minding his favoritism and selfishness towards Ye Yi, subconsciously moved his body slightly, and the hand on the other's shoulder slipped straight down.

It is still a gesture of dodging and repelling.

Pei Lu was stunned, the scorching blood in his chest returned to subside, and a trace of aimless exhaustion welled up in his black pupils.

It was obvious that they were still close at hand just now, but now the distance has suddenly become farther away.

After leaving the venue, Pei Lu was reminded to sign and collect the agenda for the next two days. Jiang Xing stood quietly by the door, waiting for him in a daze.

"Wake up?"

Jiang Xing sluggishly turned around, his vision blurred after taking off his glasses, and he squinted his eyes to see a smiling face clearly.

It's a boy I met in a competition before.

It is normal for the same circle to talk about whether it is big or small, and it is normal for various meetings to meet.

But I can't remember the name, so I can only nod politely.

The boy also seemed to be very used to his bad memory, so he said with a familiar smile, "You were the one who imported data from the audience just now, it was amazing."

The social fear factor in Jiang Xing's body issued a warning, and quickly said: "It's the speaker who is amazing."

The boy didn't care about his indifference, he laughed and said, "You guys in S are amazing, how about it? I don't know how many people envy you for being able to work in Boss Pei's team."

Jiang Xing respectfully thanked him for his ignorant compliment: "Really?"

He finds it ironic.

envious?Are you envious that he can't even protect his own achievements?

The boy said yes, and asked again: "How is it? You should learn a lot from Mr. Pei, right? I heard that he is very generous to his subordinates."

Jiang Xing finally raised his head and took a serious look at the person in front of him. Now he finally understood that the drunkard's intention was not to drink. He was just a bridge for others to climb Pei Lu. After thinking for a few seconds, he said: " It's just the boss, and we don't usually interact with each other very much."

The boy didn't believe it, and exclaimed: "How could it be? Seeing the demonstration of your cooperation just now, you should often cooperate together."

Jiang Xing rolled his eyelids and insisted on denying, "I'm really not familiar."

The boy was a little dissatisfied: "Hey, what are you doing, don't forget the wealth and wealth, good resources should be shared with everyone."

"It's like this. Tonight we have a drinking party over there. Wang Yang and the others are also here. They still remember you. Call your boss, let's come together to relax and make friends, how about it?"

Jiang Xing tugged on the strap of his schoolbag, and said impatiently: "I don't have time at night, and I can't make decisions about my boss's schedule, so you can go and ask him out yourself."

The boy still wanted to lobby him, and after standing behind them for an unknown amount of time, Pei Lu's eyebrows were sharp, and his eyes slanted down unkindly.

"Jiang Xing, let's go."

"……,Oh."

Jiang Xing shivered for no reason, complaining that this person walks silently?