Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Watson is Watson, and Dalbec is Dalbec. Yang Rui can't be counted in it." In order not to drink, Han Liguo said a fair word that Liang Ce was very grateful for.

Zhu Chun didn't like it, he drank wine, talked very freely, laughed loudly, and deliberately lowered his voice, saying: "Old Han, let's not talk about Darbecco, I won't talk about Watson, you let me Cold Spring Harbor has a meeting invitation for you, let's take a look."

Han Liguo's face turned red.

Since Watson mastered Cold Spring Harbor in 1976, Cold Spring Harbor has become the top laboratory of biology, and the international conference held at Cold Spring Harbor has become the world's top academic conference, inviting world-class biology every year Family.

Han Liguo's level is actually not bad. If he were in China in the 21st century, with his current position, although he would not be invited every year, it would not be too difficult for him to go to Cold Spring Harbor for a visit.

But in China in 1985, the requirements were high. The top scholars in China may not be able to make a name for themselves in the world. In this way, it is not easy to get attention, and coupled with the status of a scholar in a third world country, there are indeed many disadvantages.

Li Zheng, who was sitting next to Han Liguo, saw the change in his face, and quickly smoothed things over with a smile: "Old Zhu, what you said is not authentic. The meeting in Cold Spring Harbor is not an award ceremony. How do you count if you have been there or not?"

"I mean..." Zhu Chun hiccupped, quickly apologized, and said, "I mean, Yang Rui wants to take it to Cold Spring Harbor, isn't it very simple?"

"I co-signed an article, so it can't explain the problem." Jiang Tonghua's voice was slightly louder.

He is unconvinced. The medicine promotion meeting held today is a good way to connect feelings, but a bad way to say it is a reception, and its purpose is to persuade everyone to re-elect Liang Ce in the future.

But right now, how many people are talking about Liang Ce's opponent Yang Rui here?

Jiang Tonghua didn't even need to look at Liang Ce, he could feel Liang Ce's raging anger with the fluff on his ears.

He didn't care if the others were happy or not, he pushed away the chair and stood up, first he wanted to change the topic, and said: "Everyone, I would like to offer you a glass of wine, today's medicine promotion meeting..."

"Don't worry. Just now, one of them was punished with a glass of wine." Zhu Chun didn't care about him. On the one hand, he was drinking a little too much, and on the other hand, he really didn't care about Liang Ce and Jiang Tonghua.

As the saying goes, at seventy, do whatever you want without breaking the rules, Zhu Chun is also approaching seventy,

He is also doing research, so it's okay to give the Liang family face if he goes along with the trend, but if he doesn't want to give it, it's also okay.

Not to mention that Liang Ce is just a junior in the Liang family, even a big shot in the Ministry of Health, he can't make Zhu Chun unhappy when drinking.

He not only interrupted Jiang Tonghua, but also stood up and greeted the others, asking everyone to drink the wine in front of them.

Jiang Tonghua glanced back at Liang Ce, then quickly turned his head back, coughed, and said, "Professor Zhu, don't worry, the penalty is to drink a drink only if no one objects, and I object."

"What do you object to?" Zhu Chun's accent came out.

"What Professor Han just said makes sense. Watson is Watson, not Yang Rui." Jiang Tonghua walked up to Zhu Chun with a smile, and pulled him to sit down.

"It's because you didn't read the content." Zhu Chun chuckled, looking at Jiang Tonghua with your too young expression.

Now is the time for the so-called three rounds of drinking. Whether the old men present are drunk or pretend to be drunk, they all think this topic is interesting, and someone immediately said: "Then tell me the content."

"Let me think about it." Zhu Chun patted his forehead, thinking, and said for a moment, "I'll use Chinese. Many of us are learning Russian."

Without waiting for others to speak, Zhu Chun picked up his cup and said loudly: "One of the goals of cancer research is to use uncomplicated modern systems to confirm the mechanism of carcinogenesis. For example, in vitro cancer cell culture and cancer-causing virus infection... At present A major gap in our cancer research is how the activity of a cancer cell gene correlates with progression events... We are at an inflection point in tumor virology and cancer research. If we want to learn more about cancer, we must start now, Look at the genome of the cell."

Zhu Chun spoke a few hundred words in one breath, then picked up a glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp.

Liang Ce stared at this scene dumbfounded, and looked at Jiang Tonghua in disbelief.

Jiang Tonghua knew what Liang Ce was thinking, nodded lightly, and said, "Professor Zhu is famous for his photographic memory. Before liberation, when he went to middle school, he memorized all the hundreds of books in the school library. After hearing about it, the headmaster passed the exam, and then he paid for it and sent him to Peking to go to university.”

While talking, Zhu Chun had already rested, and said loudly: "We have two choices, either gradually discover the important genes of malignant tumors through research, or conduct sequential analysis on the entire genome of a selected animal. The former research is difficult. Smaller, but still requires significant investment in research, especially when important genes differ in tumors of different organs..."

Liang Ce looked at Zhu Chun's unrestrained expression while holding the wine glass, and suddenly felt deep jealousy.

In terms of family conditions, Liang Ce's family conditions are naturally the top choice. In terms of talent conditions, Liang Ce's talent is among the scientific research crowd, so it can only be said to be average. Compared with his friends in the compound , Liang Ce is very good at studying, but compared to someone like Zhu Chun...

Being able to enter the scientific research circle and climb up to the top of the scientific research circle, Liang Ce and the Liang family are actually somewhat implicitly proud.

But the higher he climbed and the farther he looked, the more Zhu Chun-like characters Liang Ce saw.

Ten lines at a glance, recite by eye, don't talk about common goods, go to several research institutes, and you can always see them. As for those who can multiply four-digit numbers by mouth, there are many people in science research institutes.

However, Liang Ce is thousands of miles away from such a genius.

In the past few years, especially when the Liang family was under attack, Liang Ce also had a hard time, and that time was unforgettable to him.

It was hard for him to imagine how these talented guys spent their days accumulating knowledge.

Zhu Chun took a sip of wine and recited more than a thousand words before ending amidst the applause of the crowd. He bowed ostentatiously and said with a smile, "How about the article I read? If you want me to say, it's a genetic manifesto."

Believe it or not, after Zhu Chun's performance, everyone nodded.

Even the Japanese chef, after asking Ye Zi for translation, also kept paying respects to Zhu Chun.

There are also those who know more about genetics, so they taste it secretly.

For something of the nature of a declaration, the content itself is one aspect, and the key is the person who signs it.

The two names of Dalbeco and Watson represent more than half of the content of the article.

Yang Rui's co-signature is naturally even more imaginative.

Zhu Chun laughed triumphantly, and pointed to the cup again.

"Yes, punish yourself with a drink." Han Liguo reluctantly agreed.

"Punish yourself a cup, punish yourself a cup." Everyone raised their glasses one after another.

Group behavior is hard to resist. Under the persuasion of Jiang Tonghua and others, Liang Ce could only raise his glass and drink a cup of bitter wine.

"Yang Rui... probably also has this kind of talent." Liang Ce thought painfully, then turned to Jiang Tonghua and said, "Double the red envelope."