Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

I have to say that the Swedish body teaching films are very good. Bayi???Chinese Network? W?W?W. 81ZW. COM

Based on the stereotypes given to the Swedes by other European countries or Americans, the Swedes are a very casual nation in terms of body, and they are better in terms of speech and media.

Swedes are comfortable talking about their bodies and sex without feeling shy or embarrassed.

At this point, they are better than the Japanese.

One of the advantages they have over the Japanese is that the Swedish girls are very good looking. They have naturally white skin, golden hair, long, tall and slender noses brought about by the cold...

What's even more rare is that Swedish body teaching films will be broadcast on public TV stations without additional charges.

At breakfast time the next day, Yang Rui clearly saw several middle-aged scholars with floating footsteps...

It was Mr. Tu Xian, whom he was very familiar with. Even though he was still young, he still looked restless.

Yang Rui understood them very well. They were newcomers and could not understand the language, so they could only stay in the hotel and watch TV. There are not many TV programs to choose from. If you can't understand Swedish, of course you can only arrange the time according to the attractiveness of the images.

"Eat two more eggs." Yang Rui patted Tu Xian on the shoulder, making him stagger.

Tu Xian said angrily, "Why do you appear like a ghost?"

"It's because you are too imaginary. Is the TV good?"

"I... don't watch much TV."

"yes?"

"Well, I was too tired yesterday, so I fell asleep soon." Tu Xian felt a little guilty.

Yang Rui laughed, and said: "It seems that you didn't sleep well, isn't the bed okay?"

"The bed is pretty good, but I'm not used to it." Tu Xian was helpless when Yang Rui pressed him.

"Don't sleep more and more tired. By the way, where did Huang Mao go? Haven't gotten up yet?" Yang Rui changed the subject and finally ended this round of teasing.

Tu Xian heaved a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, "Huang Mao said he didn't eat breakfast, he wants to sleep for a while."

"The hotel's morning buffet is free,

Are you sure he doesn't want to come down to eat? "Yang Rui was deeply skeptical.

Tu Xian was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Does it mean all free?"

"Of course, cheese bread, sausage, and Sweden's most famous meatballs are all free, and you can also ask the chef there to make fried eggs, steak, or boiled noodles." Yang Rui searched for his poor The experience of staying in a high-end hotel barely fooled Tu Xian.

As far as domestic scholars and officials are concerned, there are many opportunities to stay in hotels on business trips, but the form of buffet was not popular in the 1980s. Whether it is lunch, dinner, or breakfast buffet, it is relatively rare.

Tu Xian rubbed his stomach and immediately became excited, his eyes were shining brightly and he was about to rush forward.

Yang Rui sighed, and shouted from behind: "Why don't you call Huang Mao?"

"Let that old boy sleep." Tu Xian smirked twice, and said, "I'll go back and bring him some."

Yang Rui patted his forehead: "I can't take it out."

"Ah...the devil is so treacherous." Tu Xian finally figured it out, and hurriedly went to the service desk to make an internal call, waking up Huang Mao who was reluctant to come down for breakfast in order to save money.

Yang Rui could only shrug helplessly. Tu Xian and Huang Mao are both members of Sinovel Labs, and their monthly salary is thousands of yuan, which is a little low by American standards, but they are among the wealthy in China. Moreover, they are not like self-employed people who need to worry about not being guaranteed in the future. With regard to the thesis published by Tu Xian and Huang Mao, it is easy to find a teaching position in a domestic or foreign university.

However, not only Tu Xian and Huang Mao, but also other researchers in Huarui Lab showed the same thrifty spirit as those in Ion Channel Lab or Peking University.

After going abroad, the performance of a group of people became more obvious.

Although everyone has a subsidy, everyone has the idea of ​​saving the subsidy. Even if the subsidy is not much and the saving is even less, everyone is happy.

"What are you thinking about?" Jing Yulan came to Yang Rui's side lightly after washing, took his arm and laughed twice.

Standing on the unfamiliar land of Stockholm, Jing Yulan looked extremely relaxed, and her movements became more generous.

"I have to think about Ambassador Ling's question." Yang Rui was not interested in discussing the issue of saving money, and instead spoke out what he had been thinking about for a day.

Jing Yulan was not in her position, so she asked inexplicably, "What happened to Ambassador Ling?"

"When I was in China, I talked with him on the phone." Under the guidance of the waiter, Yang Rui selected a seat and said, "Ambassador Ling agreed to my request at that time, and I also told him that we The time of arrival. As a result, you also saw what happened yesterday, his subordinates neither knew nor knew anything about me and the delegation."

"Maybe you forgot?" Jing Yulan tried to ask.

"I'm Ambassador Ling who contacted through Qiao's office. Even if he doesn't care about this kind of thing, he can't forget it. Besides, it's impossible for him not to care about it. One of the important duties of the embassy is to entertain people from China. The delegation, if he doesn’t take advantage of this time to cultivate connections, he shouldn’t offend people, right?” Yang Rui shook his head in disbelief, from his point of view, he should ask the ambassador to arrange a better hotel and take care of him. There is no problem, but he doesn't understand how such a simple job can have mistakes.

Even if I don't have time, I can always let the secretary remember it.

Jing Yulan's expression changed slightly after hearing what Yang Rui said. Although she herself is a teacher, she has learned a lot about the situation in the officialdom by her ears and eyes. At this time, she thought for a while and couldn't help asking: "Do you think that Ambassador Ling is a little deliberate?"

"It feels like this, but it's not necessary." Yang Rui shook his head and said, "I won the Nobel Prize, and his job will be much easier. Besides, isn't it his political achievements that I won the prize in his office? No matter how you think about it, there is no reason to do it on purpose."

Jing Yulan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Maybe he's thinking in a different way."

"What's the meaning?"

"I mean, Ambassador Ling may be thinking in a different direction than you."

Yang Rui frowned and said, "You have to make it clear."

"I'm not going to talk about it." Jing Yulan pouted, and said, "I'm going to get some food, what do you want?"

"Swedish meatballs!" Yang Rui made a point of explaining, and added: "I want some soup."

Jing Yulan nodded, and swayed to the dining area, leaving Yang Rui frowning.

After a while, when the food was served, Yang Rui said to Jing Yulan who had sat down again: "Are you trying to say that Ambassador Ling doesn't believe that I can win the Nobel Prize?"

"It's not a matter of belief or disbelief." Jing Yulan helped Yang Rui spread butter on the bread, put it back on his plate, and said, "I've heard people say that since Ambassador Ling went abroad as an ambassador in 1980, he returned to China every year. It's only two months?"

Yang Rui nodded.

Jing Yulan said: "What was China in 1980 like, do you still remember?"

Yang Rui froze for a moment. To be honest, he didn't have a deep impression of the 1980s. From his point of view, the entire 1980s can be summed up as poverty and backwardness.

Jing Yulan said, "Back in the 1980s, everyone was very miserable. The teachers who were doing scientific research in the school could get funding at that time, except for office paper and stationery, there was basically nothing else. I listened to their chats. At the time, it was said that the English teaching and research section of Beijing Normal University sold newspapers to pay for the festival.”

Yang Rui couldn't help laughing: "So, Ambassador Ling doesn't believe that I can win the Nobel Prize at all?"

Jing Yulan nodded and said, "I think he might be thinking more deeply."

"Oh?"

"He's probably thinking about what he will do if you do it with great fanfare and you don't win the Nobel Prize." Jing Yulan continued to spread bread for herself, her tone was very relaxed, but the content was not at all relaxing.

Yang Rui was stunned for a moment, then said, "You've got the truth."

"what?"

"I want your slice of bread, the butter is more than 15% thick."

"Butter is free, I'll put more on it."

"I don't care, I want your piece." Yang Rui successfully diverted Jing Yulan's attention, and opened his mouth, "Feed it to me."

"Okay." Jing Yulan lifted up the bread in her hand helplessly and happily, and stuffed it into Yang Rui's mouth.

Yang Rui tore it hard, chewed it contentedly, and said something incomprehensible: "Finding a way out in advance may not necessarily lead to finding a way out."

Jing Yulan didn't ask if she didn't understand, but just looked at Yang Rui with a smile on her face.

Qin Xiucheng entered the door at about the same time, just in time to see this scene, he couldn't help but put his hands on his heart, and his footsteps became more floating.