The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

The academicians were stunned for a moment and paused.

Fan Yanqing's hand holding the information also tightened.

He frowned and looked at Gu Weimian,

"What do you mean?"

Gu Weimian raised his head and looked back at the man,

"I don't mean anything, it's just that... I'm a little uncomfortable with this kind of casual way of looking at other people's key technical information without asking the owner."

Fan Yanqing's face changed.

"What critical information is just a joke..."

Gu Weimian raised his hand and made a silent gesture.

"Is it a joke or something else? It seems that it should be judged by a few academicians, or is it that Mr. Fan was elected as an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences in just an hour? Fortunately, he was appointed and dismissed by his superiors this time. Arbitration of the selection process?”

Fan Yanqing's facial muscles were trembling continuously, and her fists were clenched tightly.

"Gu, Wei, Mian!"

"I am here.

Fan Yanqing threw down the information.

"You're very good. I want to see how critical this technical information of yours is, and whether it can be stronger than the toilet paper in the toilet!"

Gu Weimian smiled slightly,

"If you didn't waste everyone's time, maybe we would have reached a conclusion by now."

Fan Yanqing's old face turned red.

He covered his chest with one hand and lit Gu Weimian.

Gu Weimian said worriedly,

"Teacher Fan, are you okay?"

Fan Yanqing was so angry that her eyes turned white and she coughed violently.

Ning Yuetong hurriedly stepped forward, patted Fan Yanqing's back, and said angrily to Gu Weimian,

"If you don't make him angry, he'll be fine!"

Gu Weimian looked innocent.

"What's wrong with me?"

Ning Yuetong was also choked with anger for a moment. ׺°”˜˜`”°º×

Several academicians looked at each other and shook their heads.

This Gu Weimian...hey...don't know what to say.

Several people lowered their heads, "Can you just watch here?"

Gu Weimian smiled.

"Mr. Fan will not..."

"No!" Fan Yanqing interrupted Gu Weimian loudly.

Gu Weimian nodded,

"That's good."

Several academicians sighed and did not dare to provoke this little devil again.

Several people lowered their heads to check the information.

The entire exhibition hall was filled with the sound of rustling paper.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The academicians didn't react at all. They each took a stack of materials and read them carefully.

Several people onlookers looked at each other with blank expressions.

What's going on here?

Did Gu Weimian and his team deliberately write too confusingly, making the material too difficult to understand?

But with Fan Yanqing's warning, a few people didn't dare to get too close.

I can only watch from a distance depressedly.

A full hour passed.

Everyone finally got tired of waiting.

"What exactly was written?"

"Is the cursive font used on purpose, so it's difficult to distinguish the handwriting?"

"Is the process too confusing?"

They have prepared several times more information than the Wu Group, and they have never seen academicians spend so much time before.

However, several academicians did not raise their heads.

I was immersed in my own world and didn't hear it at all.

A few seconds.

Ning Yuetong frowned. She walked to several academicians and called softly,

"Teacher? Teacher...teacher!"

In the end, the voice... how could it be so gentle?

The academicians were startled and looked at Ning Yuetong.

Ning Yuetong forced out a smile,

"Hasn't the review been finished yet?"

Several academicians looked down at their watches and realized that more than an hour had passed.

"Not even close..."

One of the old academicians finished speaking and lowered his head.

Claw Claw: I’ll stop here today, and I’ll update the next three chapters tomorrow.

I'll leave my words here. If you don't make up for it, I'll cut my vagina.