Chinese scientific researchers, the whole country is rushing towards the stars and the sea

"We can determine the ancient climate by drawing ancient coal, desert or salt deposits, tropical soils, glaciers, and climate-sensitive flora and fauna such as crocodiles, palm trees, and mangrove wetlands on a map......,"

Chen Mo's lecture continued.

"The following legends show the most likely indicators for each climate zone. He

turned, and immediately turned back.

"There is no blackboard, so this knowledge point will be skipped first. We continued...... "

Skip it?"

and the experts were in a hurry.

They feel like they're watching a little movie right now.

Take off your pants.

As a result, the power ran out of power with a click!

"Oh, don't!"

"Mr. Chen Mo, please wait. "

Damn host, why don't you prepare

the blackboard!" "Fake, what are you doing standing stupidly on the ground, go get the blackboard!"

......

The crowd was outraged.

The hosts were stunned.

But soon he was scolded and woke up again.

"Yes, yes, go get the blackboard!" he

yelled at the staff, and then ran to Chen Mo's side.

"Mr. Chen Mo, please wait!" Chen Mo

smiled slightly.

"I said, that's your loss, if you miss it, you miss it, there is no regret medicine in the world. "

Mr. Chen Mo, please don't ......," the

host still wanted to beg.

But Chen Mo ignored him and continued to speak.

The moderator stood by the podium stupidly, not knowing what to do.

"What are you doing on the horse, hurry up and get down

!" "Don't disturb us with the lesson

!" "Get down!"

The lighthouse expert who just diss Chen Mo even took off his leather shoes and smashed it directly.

It is worthy of being a country where everyone has guns, so it is called a quasi.

With a snap, the leather shoes buckled on the host's face.

Far enough away, and it's not the sole of the shoe to call out the face, the damage is actually not great.

But the sour smell almost made the host faint.

Even Chen Mo left the podium.

But his lessons didn't stop, they continued.

"Oh, I can't hear Mr. Chen Mo's voice anymore.

"Damn Wilson, why did you throw

your stinky shoes on it?" "Bastard host, hurry up and roll away with your stinky shoes, don't affect

Mr. Chen Mo's lecture!" "Mr. Chen Mo, please stop, wait for your students......"

The host didn't dare to be angry, so he had to pinch his nose and carry the stinky shoes down.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to say to Chen Mo with a smiling face:

"Mr. Chen Mo, you can come back."

"Wait for the smell to dissipate."

Chen Mo replied and continued to lecture.

When the experts saw it, they all ran to the podium.

But I can't hear it.

Who knows when the smell will dissipate?

But there are so many people that only a few can squeeze into the front, and there are still many people who are left behind, and they can't hear it clearly.

An expert reached for Wilson, the lighthouse specialist, by the collar.

"If you don't clean up the smell on it, let Mr. Chen Mo go back to the lecture

, I'll kill you now!" "Don't don't, I'll get it now."

Wilson hurriedly snatched his leather shoes from the host's hand and put them on, ran to the stage and took off his suit, and kept fanning Chen Mo with his back to him.

He sniffed while fanning it, making sure that there was no smell, and immediately said with a sneer:

"Mr. Chen Mo, there is no smell now, please come back."

"Disperse a little longer.

Chen Mo didn't look back.

Wilson had no choice but to fan his suit again.

After ten minutes, Chen Mo returned to the podium, and his voice was transmitted through the microphone again.

But the experts didn't dare to return to their seats, so they sat down on the spot, put their notebooks on their laps, and carefully recorded the content of Chen Mo's lectures.

Nothing appeals to scientists more than an entirely new field of research.

Chen Mo didn't need to use the knowledge of fifty years later, it was enough to move the things from the original world.

Before you know it, it's time for lunch.

Chen Mo stopped lecturing.

"Mr. Chen Mo, keep talking. The

experts begged in unison.

"People are iron and rice is steel, don't eat hungry for a meal, Academician Tao, let's eat."

Chen Mo ignored the experts' retention and pulled Tao Liqing to eat.

A bunch of sub-experts followed behind and patted their ass.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Chen Mo is so right.

"It's definitely the most philosophical quote I've ever heard.

"I don't know what Mr. Chen Mo likes to eat, I'll help you go to the dishes." Some

people also adopted roundabout tactics and surrounded Tao Liqing to be courteous.

"Academician Tao, remember me? We had dinner together last time.

"Academician Tao, how can you let you take the bag yourself, give it to me, I'll help you carry it...... "

We had dinner together?

Yes, we ate together during the last meeting."

They also helped me carry my bag?

This old thing used to have its nostrils raised to the sky in front of me

! Academician Tao felt so happy in his heart

! These bastards of the West had to clean them up in silence!

When they arrived at the restaurant, the experts pulled chairs, poured tea, and read recipes.

"Mr. Chen Mo, the sirloin steak here is very good, I suggest you have one. "

Then let's have one. "

I'll serve it to you!" several

experts ran over to serve the steak, and in the end, the African expert Ekrabi was the winner by virtue of his physique.

"Mr. Chen Mo, please enjoy.

Chen Mo frowned.

"No chopsticks?" "I'll get them for you!" A

few more experts ran to find the chopsticks

.

"Why don't you have chopsticks? Don't you know that Mr. Chen Mo is from China?"

"If you don't have one, go buy it right away

!" "Use your fastest speed, don't delay Mr. Chen Mo's meal!" The

waiter in the restaurant suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.

it,

these old guys want to steal my job

!" "Chen Sang!" The

mud bombardment expert bowed deeply ninety degrees.

"I solemnly apologize to you for my rudeness just now! Is it okay to ask Chen Sang to repeat it to me again? There are many places where I didn't hear just now. "

The mud bombardment expert is a slow calf sprint.

fell at the back, and fell a lot in the middle.

Of course, not only him, but other experts also have fallen content.

Everyone was smiling with them.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Chen Mo can please repeat it.

Chen Mo sandwiched a steak and said lightly:

"A miss is a miss."

"If Mr. Chen Mo doesn't repeat it, then I'll always bow here!"

the mud bomb expert maintained the standard ninety-degree bow.

Chen Mo glanced at him.

"Then you pout. "

It is worthy of being a mud bombardment man with the spirit of craftsmanship.

I really pouted until Chen Mo finished eating.

Chen Mo wiped his mouth.

"Do you want to listen to it in the afternoon?"

"I want to hear it!" the

experts shouted in unison.

"Okay, if you want to hear it, I'll keep talking to you until the end of the meeting!" Chen

Mo got up and walked outside the restaurant.

The experts hurried to keep up.

The mud bombardment experts also wanted to keep up, but they couldn't straighten their waists.

He was so anxious that he called the waiter.

"Sir, do you need me to take you

to the hospital?" "I don't go to the hospital, carry me to the conference hall, I can't leave Mr. Chen Mo's class behind." "