Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Wen Xiaoman hoped that the train would go slower and slower.

However, the train from Pingjiang to Beijing arrived on time.

Wen Xiaoman said goodbye to Yang Rui reluctantly, and asked, "When will you go to school to sign up?"

"It will take about ten days." Yang Rui put the things on the table back into his backpack one by one. There were a lot of people outside, and he was not in a hurry to get out of the car.

Wen Xiaoman blinked his eyes and said, "Then if you don't report, where will you live?"

"The guest house."

"Which guest house?"

"Xiaoman...it's time to go." Dissatisfied, Ma Lihua stopped her daughter.

Wen Xiaoman stomped his feet, returned to his parents, waved to Yang Rui as he walked, and said goodbye, "I'm leaving, remember, I'm in the second year of junior high school attached to the Central Conservatory of Music, Wen Xiaoman, next year will be the first year of senior high school!"

"Remember." Yang Rui waved to her with a smile, only thought that Wen Xiaoman was a very interesting little girl, her personality was very similar to that of a girl from later generations, and she was a little more cute, which was very rare.

Wen Xiaoman continued to wave his hands reluctantly until he could no longer see anyone.

Wen Si also left his work unit and phone number to Yang Rui, and asked him to send the manuscript over when he had time. In his mind, since Yang Rui can be admitted to Peking University, it is not unbelievable that he bought something with the manuscript fee. On the contrary, it can better explain the quality of his manuscript , as the editor of Beijing Daily, it is almost an instinct for Wensi to collect manuscripts.

After almost everyone in the carriage had left, Yang Rui just picked up his backpack and trolley case, and slowly got off the train.

This is the treatment only available in the soft sleeper car. In the hard seat car, any attempt to be handsome will be squeezed out of shape by the turbulent crowd. Even if the handsome person himself is not squeezed out, the guy next to him It will also touch him.

A minute later, Yang Rui stepped on the hard ground, shook his body involuntarily, stabilized his figure, and then raised his head to look at the vast crowd in front of him, as well as the magnificent back of the train station. Beijing!

As the capital, countless Chinese people's dreams are concentrated here. Whether it is art, culture, politics, economy, or scientific research, in the past few years, Beijing has been selecting the best from all over the country. For Yang Rui, Beijing was also a sacred place for scientific research that he longed for.

It doesn't matter if it's not a holy place. When a mountain of banknotes hit Beijing, it will naturally glow with a golden aura. Research is all about money. A national key laboratory needs 60 to 80 million instruments at every turn, and the same amount of scientific research funding is required to produce results. Adding in infrastructure costs and the cost of dozens of scientific researchers, an investment of 200 million is also It can only last for a few years.

In 2014, the annual scientific research funding of Tsinghua University and Peking University alone was as much as 7 billion yuan. Although there are also funds from the municipal government, most of them are state funds. So much money, throw it to any one Schools are holy places for scientific research, and the investment year after year is equal to ten, twenty, thirty and seven billion. In Beijing, Beijing University of Technology and Beijing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics have received funding of more than 1 billion yuan. Yang Rui also imagined a scientific research life of 500,000 yuan per teacher, but failed.

Now, he came to Beijing with millions of dollars in his pocket. million dollars in 1983,

It is enough to establish a national key laboratory. Of course, this is in terms of current low standards and low research funding. Until 30 years later, China's per-teacher research funding still has not caught up with foreign countries, let alone 1983. "Beijing! I'm coming!" Just when Yang Rui was about to express his emotion, not far behind him, a man jumped onto the bench and did it for him with a voice ten times louder. When everyone looked at him with all kinds of eyes, this man raised his fist without blushing, swung it vigorously in the air, and shouted again: "I'm coming! I'll see you! I conquer!"

His arms are strong, his figure is tall, and the belt around his waist is blowing in the wind.

Swing.

swing away.

Yang Rui's eyes stared at the red belt, inexplicably feeling humorous.

There was no applause, no laughter, and no discussion.

The surrounding audience stayed for half a minute, seeing the man on the bench still maintaining the same posture, they left silently.

The man maintained the posture for a little longer before putting away his fists, slumped off the bench, and sighed, "Beijing is not easy." Yang Rui heard it, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice. He lowered his head, put the trolley case, and quietly Forward, ready to exit.

"Student, do you think my actions just now have momentum? Did you say it well?" The man who had just performed performance art saw Yang Rui at a glance and chased after him.

It is impossible not to see Yang Rui. At the current train station, men are either wearing green military uniforms or gray cloth clothes. The white and off-white Derial shirts are very special. Yang Rui is wearing a yellow and blue Adidas purchased from Hong Kong. Still wearing navy blue jogging shoes, they were as bright as light bulbs.

The other party obviously felt that a person dressed like Yang Rui must be able to understand him. Yang Rui looked at him up and down. Sweat-stained shirt, high-waisted trousers, round-toed shoes, and a red string used as a belt.

Although it is said that you can't judge people by their appearance, the appearance of this man with a big nose and small eyes is really impressive.

Yang Rui paused, and said seriously: "The sentence you just said is not suitable for a slogan, and it is not loud." "You may not know, it is a famous sentence. Sigh, I think you are quite educated, so I asked you , Blame me, Lao Qin, I think the people who come to Beijing are quite knowledgeable, who knows that they don’t even understand famous sentences.” The red trouser belt was anxious and annoyed, and more of a self-blame.

The corner of Yang Rui's mouth twitched twice, kicked the trolley case sideways, and continued to move forward.

"Let me tell you this." With a big burden on his shoulders, Lao Qin chased after him as fast as flying, and said in a teaching tone, "I came to see that I conquered. It was Caesar who said, you know Caesar? The most powerful king in Rome. Does Rome know? Italy today was amazing in ancient times, just like our Tang Dynasty..." Yang Rui listened to it as a joke, but when he heard "Tang Dynasty", he couldn't help smile.

Lao Qin kept looking at him, and seeing the corners of his mouth curled up, he immediately asked, "What are you laughing at?" "We used to compare the Qin Dynasty with Rome, and the time is relatively similar. It is actually not bad to compare the Tang Dynasty, both It's a very powerful dynasty." Yang Rui explained, so as not to make any fools out of this one. However, Lao Qin laughed twice, pointed at Yang Rui with his free finger, and said with a smile: "Well, I know Rome, and I also know Qin Dynasty. You are right. Rome and Qin Dynasty are more similar. However, I Even though you know it, you can’t say that, do you know why?”

"Because your surname is Qin." Yang Rui was a little annoyed by being chased, so he said sarcastically.

But Lao Qin slapped his thigh with an "ah" and praised: "Amazing! Awesome! How do you know?" He was so loud that he almost caused crowds to watch.

Yang Rui was stunned. He is really sarcastic, how could he come up with such an answer.

"Let's talk, talk again." Lao Qin felt like he had found a bosom friend.

Yang Rui was a little annoyed by his troubles, and sighed: "I come to see I conquer, only the characters with nasal sounds are not loud enough, so they are not suitable for speeches. I don't know what the Latin alphabet is like, Caesar When I said this, I wrote it in a letter, not said it." "What nasal sound? What do you mean?" Lao Qin was stunned by Yang Rui's talk.

"In Chinese, the loudest words are those with a nasal sound, such as 'Chong', 'Shang', 'Victory', etc., all have g in the initial consonant. The more dynamic the speech, the more you need to use it. These nasal words have strength and resounding. I'll see you, at most it's the opening voice, it can be said step by step, it can be used alone as a slogan, thin..." Yang Rui shook out a string of words to speak the truth while dragging the box. Lao Qin is in his thirties , I haven’t even learned pinyin, so I didn’t know this, and I crashed after thinking about it carefully. Yang Rui smiled, and quickly pulled the box to evacuate. Lao Qin restarted behind, but stared at the bright yellow in front of him, and chased after him. go up.

When he arrived at the exit, Yang Rui unexpectedly saw Tu Xian holding the sign of "Xibao Middle School Yang Rui". Yang Rui came out more than ten days earlier this time because he wanted to have a good time in the old Beijing city, so he didn't even tell Shi Gui who was at the front stop. However, Tu Xian is an exception. After he returned to Beijing Iron and Steel Institute, he and Yang Rui have been exchanging letters. Yang Rui also asked about the situation in Beijing, and then told him the time to enter Beijing.

But unexpectedly, Tu Xian ran to the station to pick him up. This is also why Yang Rui was not used to the interpersonal relationship in the 1980s. Now is the era of relying on parents at home and relying on friends when going out. Not to mention that Yang Rui's half-teacher and half-gang made a thesis for Tu Xian, even friends with ordinary relationships, when they go out of town, it's normal to pick up guests at the station and add accommodation. "Yang Rui, here it is." Tu Xian was wearing a blue shirt and waved at the station entrance.

"Old Tu, why are you here?" Yang Rui pulled the box out of the station. "Can I not come? You don't have any relatives in Beijing. I'm an old friend of yours. Haven't decided where to live yet? Let's live with me. The school's dormitory, it's very convenient to go to the cafeteria for meals." Tu A warm invitation.

Yang Rui hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm going to find a place to live in front of Peking University, and set up a laboratory by the way." "Our school is not far from Peking University, and the bus will arrive in 20 to 30 minutes." Tu Xian followed the previous sentence and said, Turning around, I was surprised: "What kind of laboratory do you want to set up?" "Didn't I say that my laboratory in West Fort Middle School will be moved here? I have everyone here, so of course the laboratory has to be built." "You When people come, the laboratory will come?" Tu Xian couldn't keep up with the rhythm at all.

Yang Rui took it for granted: "My people are here, and if the laboratory doesn't follow, isn't it deserted?" "No one else uses it?" "Of course, my laboratory must be used by me." Similarly, domestically, there is no such thing as private construction of laboratories. In fact, laboratories that can make money are rare in themselves. As far as the market situation in the 1980s is concerned, unless the technology can be exchanged for money immediately, any precipitation The technologies that come down are not worth calculating.

When Yang Rui was in middle school, he didn't know much about the times, and he didn't dare to take the lead, but after arriving in Beijing, his thinking changed a little.

Because there is no father of the emperor in Beijing, he has to clarify the ownership relationship of the laboratory. Although it will not be publicized, it is unnecessary to conceal it.

Tu Xian still couldn't understand the nature of Yang Rui's laboratory just like when he was in Xibao Middle School. However, he remembered the equipment in Yang Rui's laboratory clearly, so he hurriedly asked: "Have you selected a place? Who will arrange the laboratory for you?" "No choice, I will arrange it myself." "Okay, I'll ask for leave in the afternoon, and I'll help you." Tu Xian patted his chest and said, "My old man, Tu, has no other skills. I've stayed in the laboratory for four times, and I'll help you. There will be no mistakes." He used to stay in a laboratory when he was assigned to the Beijing Iron and Steel Institute, and the Iron and Steel Institute was vigorously built. His original chemical engineering institute had two new laboratories. Level key laboratory, can be said to be experienced.

Because the Beijing government is rich, the standards of Beijing's provincial laboratories are quite high. Tu Xian participated in the preparation of the Department of Biology, and this experience was not easy. Yang Rui's eyes lit up, and he asked, "You know how to run a laboratory?"

"Yes."

"Okay, okay, you follow me, you help me."

"no problem."

"Turn around and I'll introduce you to two more people." Yang Rui rolled his eyes, looked at Tu Xian up and down, pondering his thoughts. [The mobile phone is too lazy to typesetting, it killed me]