Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Under the influence of the atmosphere, the drums of Wang Zengguang, who was sitting under the stage, looked at the boat on the stage and suddenly whispered:

"Old Li."

Also in the applause of Academician Li Jiangang, he glanced at him and asked him, "What?"

Wang Zengguang said with emotion: "You said that this controllable fusion is enough for us to blow for a lifetime."

"That's not it?" Li Jiangang said with a smile. "Don't say it's a lifetime, and wait for the next generation to watch others brag about them, I'm afraid it's enough."

"I used to think so," sighed. Wang Zengguang paused for a while, and said a little slyly, "It is not easy for people to be able to do an earth-shattering event for a lifetime."

Li Jiangang: "Is that sure? Otherwise, do you still want to do a few big things?"

Wang Zengguang sighed and said: "Until I saw this kid, I began to doubt this sentence. Maybe there is such a natural genius in the world, this life is doomed to be extraordinary, not willing to be ordinary, can do more than one Great things, make achievements in things that others don't even think about."

Academician Li Jiangang was silent for a while and said with emotion.

"He is an exception... I don't mention him."

After the commendation ceremony, a grand celebration dinner was held in this hall. At the beginning, it was also a national banquet, but when the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic, everyone left the seats to go to the toast, or find someone to talk.

Originally, Lu Zhou did not intend to drink alcohol, but there were too many people who respected him, and he was too enthusiastic... even fanaticism, so that he couldn’t push it, and finally he could only drink one cup and one drink.

Later, he did not control himself, and he drank too much without paying attention. When the whole person is dizzy, the battle is standing still. Fortunately, a young, beautiful and considerate concierge Miss took a hot towel for him and took him to the back of the banquet hall to end the war on the wine table.

I took a hot shower with a towel and slammed it on my face. I went back to the lounge on the sofa and took a rest for a while, feeling a sweat. With this metabolic ability far beyond ordinary people, he finally recovered a seven seven eight eight.

Standing next to him, the young lady who had previously helped him to the lounge said softly.

“How do you feel now?”

"Alright," pinching his eyebrows, Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "Thank you, I feel much better, you go busy."

"The head told me to take care of you. If you have any needs, you can tell me."

"I don't have any need, sit here for a while, I will go back to the hotel."

At this time, if I go back, I am afraid I have to be surrounded by a group of people.

In particular, the academician of the king did not know whether he was stimulated. When he met, he took his own life and drank his life. As a result, he did not drink him, but he fell down first.

Miss Concierge said softly: "How can you be so reassured now, or I will drive you back."

Upon hearing this sentence, Lu Zhou was embarrassed to smile.

Although he understood that she was kindly proposing this suggestion, the car he had returned to was already arranged.

"I really don't have to, I already have a driver."

Miss Concierge: "..."

......

The banquet is still going on, and all the guests have not yet enjoyed themselves, but Lu Zhou is already tired.

After greeted the person in charge here, Lu Zhou came to the door of the General Assembly Hall and took Wang Peng’s car and went straight back to the hotel.

Along the way, I opened the window and blew the cold wind. I felt that the alcohol on my body was almost gone. I went back to the hotel and took a hot shower in the bathroom. Then I put on a clean dress and put on a clean dress. The bed.

However, just after he just lay down on the bed and put the phone on the bedside table, the ringing tone sounded.

While reaching for the phone, Lu Zhou yawned and put it to his ear, and pressed the button that was connected.

"Hey?"

With a few close or pleasing voices, I quickly came from the phone.

"Ah, Professor Lu, didn't bother you to rest?"

Lu Zhou scratched his hair and fell over on the bed.

"you are?"

"I am the money director!"

Upon hearing this name, Lu Zhou squatted slightly.

"Chief director?"

Emmm...

Who is it?

I searched for a long time and thought about it for a while. He didn't think that he had known this person.

Hesitated for a while, Lu Zhou asked in a euphemistic tone.

"Which...what is it?"

Upon hearing this sentence, the money director suddenly said with a smile: "I work in the office of the Science Bureau of the Chinese Academy of Sciences..."

Nima, the name is faster than the primary selection of the academician's co-option, even his name does not know, no one!

His work department of the Chinese Academy of Sciences is the official body directly responsible for the election of academicians, and is responsible for coordinating the work of the standing committees of various academic departments. It can be said that it is directly related to the lifeblood of every scholar who is interested in becoming an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

After all, once you become an academician, it means "beyond the three realms, not in the five elements." This not only means the supreme academic honor, but also means that the selected people will stand at the "exploitation chain" of the Chinese academic community. Upstream, the top of the pyramid! Master the funds and voices that ordinary researchers can't imagine!

However, Lu Zhou had never heard of his name, but the money director had no temper.

Clearing the scorpion, he continued in a congratulatory tone.

"That... Professor Lu, I called to let you know, your name has been reviewed by the school!"

“School review?” Lu Zhou sighed slightly, and said with a tone of voice, “Isn’t that thing started in early June?”

If he remembers correctly, the school's judging will only be announced in June. Now, let's not say that it is a few days away from March, and there is still one month to submit the material deadline. Many people don't even write the materials. How? It is over?

And the most important thing is that his material has not been written...

The director of the money said with a smile: "This is the result of the announcement in early June, but in fact we have already started the review before this! The result is that after the completion of the review, the winners will be notified, and it is not necessary to wait until June."

Lu Zhou Khan said: "But I have not submitted the materials of three thousand words..."

"It doesn't matter, your honorary titles and academic achievements are all known. Considering that you are contributing to the aerospace industry in our country, I have already asked my office secretary to help you."

"Well... thank you." The money director suddenly used several "you" to make Lu Zhou feel uncomfortable for a while, and he didn't know what to say except thank you.

Can't you come to dinner, please eat?

It’s okay for a friend, but to say this to the person is to pay bribes in person.

But then again, can these three thousand words of material be written?

Even those professors who have a lot of literary and scientific research can make a call, is this stuff generally written by himself?

Lu Zhou is also very fascinated by the operation of the Chinese Academy of Sciences' work bureau.

However, although he is not a fan, but the money director seems to be not taking things seriously, he naturally smiled and said: "You are welcome, this little thing is nothing! If there is nothing else, I will hang up first. ?"

Lu Zhou: "...well, let's go busy."

"If you are not busy, then you are like this, goodbye!"

Doodle

The phone hangs up.

Moved the phone and looked at the screen, Lu Zhou whispered a word.

"It’s weird."

However, although it felt strange, Lu Zhou did not go too far.

One was that I had a little bit of drinking before, and now I am tired and just want to sleep.

Second, it is the title of the academician. For him now, he is just a icing on the cake.

Throwing the phone on the bedside table, Lu Zhou yawned and turned over on the bed. It didn’t take long before he closed his eyes, and soon he went to sleep...