In the cheering of hundreds of people, Yang Rui's team lost heartily.

The students didn't care much, they were tired and panting, and then patted each other's backs, and several class cadres also organized sparse crowds and shouted all kinds of ready-made slogans, which attracted bursts of applause and laughter.

Bai Ling organized the girls and lined up at the desks on the sidelines to serve tea. Now there is no mineral water or sports drinks, and it is good to be able to buy a pound of tea with class fees.

The boy who didn't play ball was responsible for transporting hot water, and seven or eight bottles of water bottles were delivered, which were empty after a while, and they were all busy sweating.

Yang Rui chatted with his opponent and came to the sidelines together. Seeing him coming, Bai Ling immediately sent a cup of filtered tea and said with a smile: "This cup is cold, you drink it first." ”

"Thank you. Yang Rui took it unceremoniously and drank it all.

Bai Ling squinted like a cat and gave another cup.

The boy in the next class was very envious, and the tallest center said with a smile: "We are also thirsty." ”

"Go and pour water from your own cup. Bai Ling smiled.

The center sighed: "Our class didn't prepare you so well. That one...... Bai Ling, you see that I am older than Yang Rui, and I have lost more water, I don't drink some water, and no one will lift me when I faint. ”

He strikes a gesture with his hands on the table, and in 1984, the handsome Cheng dù was roughly equivalent to the wall dong.

However, not everyone can put on a handsome pose correctly, just as most of the wall knocks end in tragic failure, and a girl behind the desk also muttered in a dissatisfied tone: "Don't get so close, you sweat more than others, stinky and hot, this glass of water is for you." ”

She gave the center a public enamel cup that could be scalded in boiling water after drinking. However, the point is not in the cups and water, but in the expressions of the girls.

The center said injuredly: "Yang Rui sweats more than me, why doesn't anyone say that he stinks." ”

"Do you want to compare with Yang Rui?" the girl pouted, looked at Yang Rui and then at the center, the expression on her face was self-evident.

The center forward said helplessly: "I scored twice as many points on the field just now as Yang Rui." ”

"Oh. ”

"There's a lot of rebounding, too. ”

"Oh. ”

"Forget it. "Comrade Center gave up.

"I'll refill your water. "The girl also gave up the center comrade who almost got the MVP of the whole game.

Yang Rui almost drank half a pot of water before he took a breath, patted the center on the shoulder, and said: "There is an old saying, this is an era of looking at faces, but you don't belong to this era......"

"Where's the old saying?" the center circled.

"The local dialect of the Tujia family?" Yang Rui casually titled.

"Really, it's impossible, it's not like the language and grammar of the Tujia family, I'll have to check it carefully when I go back, and it's quite interesting. The center was shocked and asked the person next to him, "Have you heard of it?"

"I haven't heard of it. ”

"I'm not impressed. ”

"Is there a problem with the translation?"

The striker and defender began to scratch their heads together.

Yang Rui raised his eyebrows and said, "Haven't you heard of it?"

"We studied ethnology, I didn't know if it was so interesting, but it turned out to be a biology student who told me ......" The center was extremely self-blaming, as if he had lost the game because he had lost the game.

The striker and defender were no better, and they couldn't wipe the sweat off their necks, so they discussed it together.

"This is not a biology student, this is Yang Rui!" The female teacher who was always standing on the sidelines waited for them to rest for a while, and just came up to answer the call, and praised Yang Rui fiercely by the way.

The steaming sidelines are instantly cold. Everyone is still a little uncomfortable with the teacher's praise, or rather, the blow is too biased, and the force is a little uneven.

"Mr. Kim. Bai Ling said hello, and only then did the surrounding school life brighten.

"Mr. Kim. "Basketball players who read ethnology lowered their greetings two octaves.

"Hello, hello. Teacher Jin smiled, turned his head to Yang Rui and said, "I received a package here, Yang Rui, see if you have signed it now." ”

"Oh, how did you get to the stadium? Wait a minute. Yang Rui said with a smile, signed the registered mail package, thanked him again, and held the package in his hand.

"I was looking for your dormitory, but they said you came to play. Teacher Jin paused, looked at Yang Rui's posture, and had to say, "Don't you look at what people have sent?"

"Huh?"

Teacher Jin pouted to the side.

Yang Rui only noticed at this time that Dean Liu and others appeared on the side of the basketball court, which was obviously not to watch his basketball game.

"Well, there's no need to be in such a hurry. Yang Rui wiped a handful of sweat, wiped his hands again, and began to tear the package on the spot.

His strength is great, but the package is even tighter, and he doesn't know whether he has two or three layers, and he resists Yang Rui's brute force strongly.

The muscles on Yang Rui's two arms are prominent, and the lines are beautiful.

Teacher Jin unconsciously shifted his gaze for a moment, then put his gaze on the package, and whispered, "Dean Liu asked me to send it over, he thinks you should know the situation as soon as possible." ”

"Oh, oh, like this. Yang Rui smiled, and he really felt very intimate. Who said that school leaders only do bullshit things, when they are driven by profits, anyone can become a sweetheart.

It's just that some chocolates are more beautiful, and some chocolates are ugly.

Dean Liu saw that Yang Rui was starting to unwrap the package, greeted him, pulled more than a dozen teachers from the department, and directly crossed the basketball court and gathered over.

The surrounding students were already curious about why so many teachers came to watch the game today, and at this time, their curiosity skyrocketed to Cheng Dù of the nine cats.

The ball game was over anyway, and the students on the other side of the field walked across the court and circled around Yang Rui.

Most people don't know why they want to watch, but what they need to do is why.

"Use a knife to dismantle a little bit, don't break the inside. Dean Liu was let in and stood next to Yang Rui.

"Good. Yang Rui glanced at the English address on the outside of the package, and used a knife to cut the innermost kraft paper.

Almost two dictionaries-thick books are revealed, and the cover and spine are all in English.

"Take it out, take it out. Dean Liu muttered, his eyes staring at the desktop.

Yang Rui took it out as he said.

There are bells and whistles in the top publication, but the font in the middle of the top is the most important - cell!

Four letters, Dean Liu was dizzy, and then, his whole person seemed to be glowing, his eyes were as bright as a child, and he read: "cell!

Listening to the voice, he was even more excited than Yang Rui.

In fact, this is also true. Every paper sent by Yang Rui, even if he took some shortcuts, was made by one real person after another, and he knew what he had paid and what he would get.

Dean Liu is different, for him, a freshman who has published a paper in a top journal is as happy as winning the lottery.

Ma has no night grass and no fat, and people have no windfall and no wealth, Dean Liu feels that he is about to get fat.

"What is it?" whispered to a large crowd of people who didn't know the truth.

"What does "Cell" mean? A book sent from abroad?" Some of them are close, and they can see the words on the spine, but they don't understand it.

However, after all, the most present students were the students of the biology department, and when the word "cell" came out, the smart students had already made an instant association.

It's just that Lenovo's conclusion is so amazing that no one shouts it.

"Is it okay for me to read a copy?" Dean Liu was extremely polite.

Yang Rui nodded, took the top copy of "Cell" to Dean Liu, but he pulled out a white paper from below.

The white book is a single book, that is, a small book that only publishes one paper by Yang Rui, and several papers he has published abroad before have also obtained this thing.

The single book is used for the propagation of the author of the paper, or to show off, or to share academic achievements, or to collect and commemorate, and it has a wide range of uses.

Its most important use at the moment is to determine the length of the paper.

A long article, a short article, or a few sentences of communication is very different from the value of a paper, and it couldn't be more important for a paper published in a top journal.

Top journals, including Cell, Nature, and Science, have a limit on the number of papers per issue, usually within 10 to 15 in the 80s, and the total number of pages fluctuates by no more than 10 pages.

However, the author of the submission always wants to write as long as possible. A dissertation is not a work of art, and the longer it is written, the clearer it will be, and the more it can express the author's original intention.

However, just like the competition for paper publication, there will also be competition for papers that can be published.

The best of nature can be published at length, eight, ten, twenty, or even thirty pages in one go - some publish long, others have to reduce the length, and the paper that is excerpted into two or four pages is published in each issue, and their value is reduced to a minimum, and they can only briefly explain the author's research direction and research conclusions, and interested colleagues often have to re-contact the author to find out what he has done.

The worst part is that it is reduced to a newsletter, that is, the editor explains the study in a few sentences, and for the details, please move to the supplement or other journal to read.

If you are thick-skinned enough, a few sentences of communication can also be said to be on the "Cell", and some professors even include it in their resumes, but a real paper, at least eight pages long, with charts and figures, can perfectly show the author's research.

Eight pages in a journal should be 16 or 18 pages in a single book. Yang Rui did not directly turn to the end to look at the number of pages, but turned over page by page.

Yang Rui is like a picky eater, eating the staple food almost one grain at a time.

The projects he has done and the papers he has published have been seen from beginning to end, as if they have relived the efforts and struggles of the past six months or so.

Eight pages were turned, and it was still a thesis.

Sixteen pages were turned, and it was still a thesis.

On page 20, a full set of numbers appears jù, which coincides with the end of the first phase of the project, proving that the mutation gene was successfully induced.

Richard also lost his competitiveness at this stage.

Yang Rui unconsciously showed a smile on his face, there are still two stages of real yàn to write an explanation behind, it seems that it is a long article.

On his right side, Dean Liu's hands trembled.

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