Stand by

Standing by and reading chapters, is impossible,

There are many activities and competitions held in S University in summer. The annual science and technology festival and campus carnival have an unprecedentedly lively atmosphere. Although the main force is undergraduates, the cheerful and busy atmosphere infects every corner of the campus.

After the summer solstice, the days are long and the nights are short, and even the business hours of copy shops and coffee shops have been raised from 08 am to 30:[-].

On the grassland in front of Danming Lake, Luming Pavilion and Yunzhen Building, boys and girls gathered in a circle to discuss enthusiastically. Drinks, snacks and laptops were placed on the grassland. Petals of magnolias fell, and butterflies stopped menstruating. In summer, the lake is also clear. , a few lotus flowers are purple, koi fish swim, and students preparing for various exams come to feed and pray.

Jiang Xing hugged the papers he had just printed out, and occasionally felt a little envious of everyone's vibrancy. He had only graduated from a bachelor's degree for less than a year, and when he went to buy soda at noon, he was treated as a freshman and stuffed a piece of Cantonese opera tickets.

It's probably because he didn't have a lot of experience in clubs when he was an undergraduate, and he didn't make any particularly good friends, which is a little regrettable.

But there is only one point, because his time is filled with homework, and he doesn't have that much time to think about other things.

On Friday afternoon, Jiang Xing washed and wiped the instruments early, and was the first to fly out of the laboratory. Fearing that time would be too late, he found a shared Xiaohuang.

It was only four o'clock, and there was a long line of people in front of the Shende Auditorium.

When Jiang Xing entered the arena, he grabbed a good position in the third row.

Those who can use this century-old auditorium are all extremely high-level conferences or competitions. The five guests in today's lecture are all experts in their majors, and each name was like a thunderbolt when Jiang Xing first started.

Pei Lu is the youngest, with the least qualifications, sitting at the edge of the podium. He is not the speaker, but a young scholar representing the organizer. However, his handsome face and calm demeanor still attract the attention of everyone. There is a special host , He didn't have much to say, and from this position, he could clearly observe the familiar figures in the audience.

Pei Lu guessed that Jiang Xing should be very interested in the analysis of drainage data situation.

The old man Tang Running sitting next to him was not the most famous of these people, he could even be called unpopular, but every time he spoke, the person in the audience would write and take notes, and occasionally raised his The eyes are extremely focused and enthusiastic.Under the bright lights of the auditorium, the young man's dark eyes shone with a handful of washed stars.

Pei Lu was a little curious about what it felt like to be stared up by such a rebellious and desolate person like Jiang Xing with such a docile and pious gaze.

Jiang Xing was actually very easy to understand. He was completely explicit about his likes and dislikes. When it was time for others to speak, he was visibly more relaxed.

Especially when it was his turn to speak, the other party even looked down at his phone.

Jiang Xing replied to Yang Xi on WeChat speechlessly: "Why do people with such profound academic attainments have no moral bottom line?"

However, he didn't have a good impression of Pei Lu, and he had to admit that the other party's professional level was superb, and his few sentences were clear and well-organized, and he was not inferior to communicating with several academic leaders.

He knew that Pei Lu's research on synthetic biochemical calculus was very famous. Jiang Xing was very excited after reading his few papers that won many awards. He was deeply inspired and had many questions and ideas of his own. I even thought about sending an intranet mailbox to ask for advice.

But this sudden and crazy whim stopped at his social phobia.

If this person has nothing to do with Ye Yi and Fang Xu, or if he can be a little fairer and more business-like, maybe they can have a pleasant academic exchange.

However, the facts have proved that he is nothing more than a selfish and extreme elitist. The trick of forming a group of people at the top of the pyramid with similar backgrounds and mutual resources is really despicable.

Jiang Xing listened to the exaggerated admiration of Pei Lu from the girls sitting next to her, and her chirping made her irritated.

After the whole lecture, Pei Lu won applause and applause with his neither humble nor overbearing speech, but he didn't feel much sense of accomplishment and satisfaction in his heart.

The star-like gaze never fell in his direction from beginning to end.

In the free questioning session, Pei Lu was naturally a big hit.

Even the old academician sitting in the middle, who was over sixty years old, joked that it seemed that the channels of Pei Bo and the young people were more in sync.

Jiang Xing was dumbfounded, felt aggrieved, and felt ashamed for his school. The respected, simple and kind old scientist was ignored, and the whole venue was turned into a fan meeting by Pei Lu's fans.

There are girls asking such ironic questions on such a formal and solemn occasion, "Does Brother Pei have a partner now? Is it difficult to find a professional partner for us?"

Incredible.

No one cherishes such a precious opportunity.

It was Pei Lu who turned the topic around and warned everyone present quietly: "I hope everyone will focus on academic exchanges."

Jiang Xing has never been the one to raise his hand proactively since elementary school, but the opportunity comes once in a thousand years. He struggled with himself for a long time, raised his hand and then put it down, hesitating, going back and forth several times, his hands were sore and he was not called by the host. When she announced, "The last classmate who asked a question, we will give it to Pei Bo!" When Jiang Xing gave up, he no longer had any hope in his heart.

He even plucked up the courage to figure out whether he could sneak into the backstage and have a few words with that old Academician Tang whom he had admired for a long time when the show was over.

Pei Lu looked at those eager eyes dimmed, and said casually: "Then the seventh student from left to right in the third row."

When the microphone was handed over to Jiang Xing, he was still a little dazed. He twitched the corners of his mouth hastily and excitedly at the host, and smiled unnaturally. He even forgot to say thank you to the person who gave him this opportunity.

Jiang Xing's clear and cold brows and eyes stretched out will look very cute. He held the microphone and said to the host, "Hello, I want to ask Academician Tang."

The host was stunned for a moment. She thought that the person who ordered Pei Lu would still ask Pei Lu, but unexpectedly, she ordered someone who actually came to listen to the lecture. She responded quickly: "Come on, let's pass the microphone to Academician Tang."

Jiang Xing bent down and bowed to the stage. He really doesn't like to expose himself to the attention of the public, but it is a field that he is good at and interested in, and he will give birth to inexplicable confidence and confidence, indulge in it, and devote himself wholeheartedly : "Academician Tang, hello, how many states exist at the same time for the convective numerical control risk you mentioned just now?"

"I can only consider the differentiation after the ignition point has been tested. If we don't add strong alkaline reagents at this time, will the molecular activity be weakened?"

Jiang Xing is not afraid of showing clumsiness, so he is straightforward, he asks and answers himself, and then denies himself: "However, is this not conducive to ensuring the PD value of the manufactured crystal material?"

"Hmm... Sorry, I seem to have asked too many questions. If it's inconvenient, you can choose some of them to answer."

Tang Running looked at this tender-faced young man in surprise for a while, then took the microphone and said with a smile, "I never thought there would be such a serious student. Your thinking is very meticulous, and your assumptions are bold enough to arouse your interest." And thinking, what I just said is worth it."

"You can ask such progressive questions, which proves that you have done such an experiment yourself."

Tang Running briefly answered the series of questions he had just asked, and he and Jiang Xing asked and answered each other, which meant that they had a very happy conversation.

The students around couldn't keep up with their fast-moving thinking, and they didn't have the slightest interest in these too advanced and difficult knowledge, so a small amount of impatient restlessness gradually emerged.

Jiang Xing didn't care about them, he was content tonight, his eyes were still shining when he sat down.

The hostess stopped the conversation in time and said that there would be a special question-and-answer session later.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The Q&A after the meeting is a link for students and masters to communicate closely, and you can also take books to ask for autographs.

Since Jiang Xing was in college, he had always been the lowest among the boys in his class in physical examinations, but he fought his way to Tang Running among a group of girls frantically flocking to Pei Lu.

Tang Laozuo's front door was deserted, and the old man didn't care, he joked with himself very sympathetically: "You don't need to run away, I don't have anyone here."

Jiang Xing scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, and Pei Lu could still see the rush of pink on his cheeks from the gap surrounded by the crowd.

Elder Tang asked him, "How old is my little classmate? What's his name?"

"Ah?" Jiang Xing ran too fast just now, and was still a little bit at a loss, "I've done some research."

"Oh?" Elder Tang raised his eyebrows: "You don't look like that. Which teacher are you working under now? I also know some professors in your school."

Jiang Xing answered dryly: "The tutor is Professor Ge Shi."

Elder Tang gave him a thumbs up: "Young man, you are amazing."

Ge Shi's postgraduate exams are notoriously difficult.

Jiang Xing shook his head solemnly, and said directly: "But your precise synthesis and click synthesis are the best I have seen in China."

Perhaps it was because the tone was too calm, and such straightforward words did not give people the feeling of flattery.

The old man said "yo": "I'm the best? Are you afraid that I will sue your teacher?"

Jiang Xing pursed his lips and remained silent for a second, then said, "Tell me something."

Tang Running laughed loudly, and continued the unfinished discussion with Jiang Xing just now on the stage. It was rare to meet a young man who could speak well, and Old Tang's brows were beaming with joy.

On the way, Pei Lu came over once, saying that he was borrowing a pen. Elder Tang was full of doubts, and Jiang Xing was so busy taking notes that he didn't even raise his head.

Pei Lu looked at the back of his head with hair curled up for two seconds, then returned to the crowd with a calm expression.