Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

During the by-election of members of the GMP Committee, Yang Rui was about to write a book.

As an academic, the first choice to solve problems is often to publish books. Books are more persuasive than speeches, essays, or any other form of information delivery.

Even by the lowest standards, books have a great inherent advantage in illustrating problems.

Papers are usually used to explain a problem, or a group of problems, but if you want to explain a series of problems, you often need the length of a book.

Questions about medicines are naturally lengthy and chained questions.

In China in the 1980s, there was no systematic research on this.

Yang Rui is different. Even if he does not consider the information in his mind, he is also the person who has the most contact with the pharmaceutical industry chain in China. Because he made deferiprone, it is equivalent to being in contact with the most upstream of the pharmaceutical industry. He did PCR and came into contact with the equipment. And equipment manufacturing, the three production processes of coenzyme Q10, let him come into contact with the long production line.

Except for the sales part, Yang Rui is now basically in a state of dominance in the pharmaceutical industry chain.

As for domestic pharmaceutical companies, the last thing they need now is sales.

There is basically no concept of drug sales in China, and the GMP committee does not involve sales.

Such a background made it almost a matter of course for Yang Rui to publish a book.

In fact, when Yang Rui thought about this problem, he was startled. I didn't expect that so much of my work in the past two years involved the field of medicine.

This may also be Yang Rui's influence from later generations. After all, science serves human beings. The more directly related to human projects, the more attention is paid to them. When Yang Rui was studying in graduate school, the atmosphere in the circle he came into contact with was that there was no distinction between biomedicine and the work Yang Rui did. To reach the edge.

However, doing research is inherently capricious, and the more advanced scholars are, the more so, because the world is capricious, and the field of natural science is even more capricious. If you discover any phenomenon, you can use your own knowledge to analyze it and get something. The result is what the result is, and I can't have what I want.

Are the legendary cross-field scholars really because they aspired to be cross-field scholars since childhood? how is this possible! Hitler still wanted to be a painter, but in the end he could only loot all the famous paintings in the occupied areas to realize his dream.

interdisciplinary scholars,

Most of them just had to cross fields because their experimental data crossed fields. How tiresome it is to learn a new subject. No scholar is willing to devote a lot of time and energy to a subject that may never be used in the future. They have encountered problems in related fields, so Relying on his super learning ability, he forcibly crossed the field.

Of course, there are also some scholars who are legendary compound talents. When they were studying, they got a bunch of certificates. They developed comprehensively in physics, chemistry and mathematics. When considering problems, they naturally crossed fields. To evaluate such scholars, we can only say, That's really willful!

It has never been difficult for Yang Rui to write a book. The key question is what kind of book to write.

For the next two days, Yang Rui didn't go out at all, but lay on the bed, thinking about this problem.

Thinking can also be understood as catching up on sleep. The by-election of the GMP committee still consumed some of his energy. The work in the laboratory is not easy, and now it is really necessary to restore the blood.

evening.

Jing Yulan brought a small cabbage home and found Yang Rui lying on the sofa sound asleep again, she couldn't help feeling a little strange.

In her impression, Yang Rui has always been busy, so it is very rare to see him sleeping like this for two consecutive days.

Thinking about it, Jing Yulan didn't wake Yang Rui up, she closed the door lightly, threw off her shoes, and put the ingredients into the refrigerator, leaving only a few chopped ribs to put in the casserole, puff puff puff Stew up.

After cooking the pork ribs, Jing Yulan went into the room to change clothes. She wanted to take a bath, but she gave up thinking that Yang Rui was outside, so she took a book, sat on the balcony, and waited for the time.

Reading is a very pleasant thing, Jing Yulan just looks at it and forgets the time.

The sun was setting, and the light on the balcony was not enough, Jing Yulan woke up in shock, quickly closed the book, and prepared to watch the pork ribs being cooked in the kitchen.

Turning around, I saw Yang Rui sitting up at some point, hugging a book on the sofa in the living room, and raised his head when he heard a voice.

Facing Yang Rui's eyes, Jing Yulan felt inexplicably in a good mood, and asked, "Get up."

"Well, I've had enough sleep." Yang Rui replied softly, and then said: "I smelled the fragrance, so I turned the casserole down to low heat, and it should be almost ready."

"I forgot about it." Jing Yulan stuck out her tongue, trotted into the kitchen, and found that everything was normal, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "I'm confused from reading."

"It's not confused, it's because I read it." Yang Rui recalled the beautiful view of the balcony just now, and dragged out a sentence: "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountain weather is beautiful in the day and night, and the birds return with each other."

Jing Yulan's eyes lit up when she heard it, and she finished reading the remaining line of the poem: "There is a true meaning in this poem, and I forgot to tell it. You like Tao Yuanming."

Deep down, Jing Yulan still has a bit of literary sentiments.

Of course, everyone has it now.

At this time, Yang Rui naturally had to cooperate, he couldn't say "I just remember this poem", after thinking about it, Yang Rui changed his angle and said honestly: "I just saw you reading on the balcony, and the first thing I felt was this. "

Jing Yulan blushed a bit, and said, "Looking at the balcony, how could you see Nanshan."

"Because I saw you, I wanted to learn from Tao Yuanming and go back to seclusion." Yang Rui said the praise smoothly.

As a girl who likes literature and art, this sentence is full of lethality, and Jing Yulan's face is even more red.

"I'm going to check the fire." Jing Yulan got into the kitchen in a panic.

Knowing that she was thin-skinned, Yang Rui didn't chase after her. He turned on the TV and put it on the CCTV, just in time to watch the news.

After a while, the dishes were on the table.

When Jing Yulan came out again, she was already calm and composed. She glanced at Yang Rui with her beautiful eyes and said, "Come and eat. I saw that you didn't have a good appetite yesterday, so I specially made soup today. If you live in seclusion like Tao Yuanming, you will be hungry if you want to eat pork ribs." I don't know where to buy it."

"In ancient times, big families raised their own pigs." Yang Rui made a gesture and said with a smile: "At that time, if we want to eat pork ribs, we will kill a pig, if we want to eat elbows, we will kill another pig, and if we want to eat braised pork, we will kill another pig." kill a pig."

"If you kill a pig, you can't finish it."

"There are many children in the family." Yang Rui looked at Jing Yulan and smiled.

Jing Yulan couldn't resist at all, she stared dumbfounded at Yang Rui molesting her.

"Come, have some soup. Don't you have an appetite?" Yang Rui scooped up the soup for Jing Yulan with a smile.

Jing Yulan lowered her head, drank half a bowl of soup, and suddenly remembered what she was concerned about when she entered the door, and asked, "What happened recently? I see you have been sleeping at home for two days."

"Oh, I want to write a monograph on pharmaceutical production, but I don't know where to start." Yang Rui replied nonchalantly while eating.

Jing Yulan was surprised: "You want to write a book again?"

"Well, I'm the youngest in the GMP committee, and I'm a student. I'm still in the by-election. If I want to make a difference, writing a book is more convincing." What is necessary to hide.

Jing Yulan also works in a university, and knowing how difficult it is to write a monograph, she couldn't help shaking her head: "Even if you can write it, it's still far from quenching your thirst."

"No, if the writing is simpler, I think a few weeks will be enough. If the writing is more difficult, it should not exceed two months." Yang Rui estimated a generous time.

Jing Yulan asked in surprise, "Write a book in two months?"

"I haven't been writing long since my last book."

It was only then that Jing Yulan realized that Yang Rui had already written a book.

She took a deep look at Yang Rui with a special expression.

Yang Rui asked: "What's wrong? Do you think I'm talking big?"

"No, I just didn't expect that the students who asked me to take English tutoring at the beginning would grow up so quickly." Jing Yulan was quite emotional. Writing a monograph often takes ten years. The so-called writing a book is an extremely rare thing, and many people even strive for it as a lifelong goal.

Even Jing Yulan herself only had the idea of ​​writing a monograph, but never put it into practice.

Yang Rui laughed twice, but didn't answer the words.

After a while, Jing Yulan asked, "What's the difference between speaking simpler and harder? If it takes two months, it seems that writing better is more important."

"Simplicity is not necessarily unimportant." Yang Rui shrugged and said, "If you write something simpler, you can write it step by step. You can also write one book this month and one next month. Also wider."

Jing Yulan rolled her eyes when she heard that, but she was surprisingly cute.

Inexplicably, Yang Rui had the idea of ​​"pure teacher cute photo.zip".

"If you hadn't said it, I would have taken the other party as bragging." Jing Yulan shook her head, and said, "I heard what you said is pretty good, so let's keep it simple."

"From the perspective of short-term goals, it's better to write simpler. But you know, the more practical things are, the lower the long-term value may be. To be honest, the style is not enough." Yang Rui spread his hands and said: "This is my The second book, if it is made especially applied at once, or is too simple, it will not be conducive to survival in the circle of the committee."

"It's so complicated." Jing Yulan used an encouraging tone.

"Yes, it's hard to have the best of both worlds." Yang Rui sighed.

Jing Yulan's heart skipped a beat, and she said with a smile, "Then write two books in two months and a few weeks."

Yang Rui raised his eyebrows and began to think carefully.

Seeing that he was thinking seriously, Jing Yulan couldn't help but panic: "I said it casually..."

"I think it's pretty good. Just use the leftovers of one book to write another book. It doesn't necessarily take much time." Yang Rui thinks more and more. Get an extra book or two out.