go to school!
It had been a long time since he heard this word, and Li Zheng was a little lost. He had a good family in his previous life. My father was one of the first to open private mines, the first group of people known as "coal bosses".
Because he suffered enough from lack of education, the old man valued Li Zheng's achievements very much. With countless money and energy, he cultivated a Stanford biology doctor.
Li Zheng always felt that he was a winner in his last life. As soon as he graduated, he was brought into the Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory by his mentor and worked with the Nobel Laureates. He was in contact with a small group of the most advanced and authoritative people in the field of molecular biology. .
Later, when he returned to China and switched to the field of biopharmaceuticals, everyone said that he lost the big because of his smallness, but he knew in his heart that Huaguo's drug development ability was too weak. There are only a handful of medicines, many of which are generic drugs with the title of original medicine.
Until now, he still remembers what the old Huaqing professor said to himself, "Li Zheng, I know that molecular biology is a science that explores the nature of life phenomena, and its focus is the evolution of the entire human being. But do you know, Hua Every day in the country, many people die because there is no medicine to cure their diseases. Some of them do not have the money to buy medicines, and some of them have no money to buy medicines that can cure their ailments.”
"There are some new treatment strategies and new drugs on the market. They are basically patented products of large foreign companies. Their patent periods are too long, and patients can't afford to wait! It is said that being a person requires a long-term vision, but I think we When you are doing research, is it not good to keep your eyes down a little bit and your attitude a little lower?"
Li Zheng had already forgotten how he answered at that time, but the next day, he refunded his ticket back to New York and stayed at the Huaqing University Biopharmaceutical Laboratory.
For eight years, two anti-cancer vaccines and an adjuvant chemotherapy drug were born in his hands. In the early stage of sudden death, a new drug developed by his team that can make cancer cells go dormant is in the fourth clinical stage of clinical trials. Fourth, confirming that the drug is qualified, mankind will take a big step forward on the road to defeating cancer.
He has even thought about what to say at the launch of the new drug, he wants to announce loudly to the world, "From now on, we and cancer can live in peace."
And then... he died suddenly.
Li Zheng really felt that he failed to win the Nobel Prize in his last life, not because he was not good enough, but because he died early.
The Nobel Prize is not awarded to a deceased person.
"What are you in a daze? You've already asked for eight or nine days off. You have to go to school today!" Zhou Sitian thought that her younger brother wanted to stay in bed and play truant, so she was very firm.
Li Zheng…
There is no high school in Qinghe Town. Li Zheng and Zhou Sitian go to school in Dongliu Town, which is not far from Qinghe Town.
The Li family's means of transportation is the bicycle left by Li's father, which is completely dark and has a horizontal bar in the middle. Li Zheng secretly made a comparison beside the car, and then his face turned dark. The bicycle mat is at his waist, which means that when he sits on it, his legs will never reach the pedals.
It must be because the original owner was malnourished, he is only sixteen years old, and he will definitely grow taller! Li Zheng thought with a stinky face.
Zhou Sitian easily threw her long legs over the bar and sat on the cushion.
"Xiao Zheng, do you sit in the front or the back?"
Li Zheng…
Dongliu Middle School is the best high school in Shili Baxiang. In recent years, some people have been admitted to the university in Huajing. I heard that several of them have become high-ranking officials in Huajing ministries.
For such rumors, Li Zheng was noncommittal. College students in the 1980s were indeed precious. Thirty years later, it was this group of people who decided the fate of China, but now... they are still a little younger.
"Li Zheng!" A young male voice came from behind him, Li Zheng turned his head to look, a young man as thin as a hemp rod was running towards him quickly.
He ran to his side and stood still, hemp rod looked at Zhou Sitian who was beside him, and winked at Li Zheng.
When Zhou Sitian was far away, he hooked Li Zheng's neck, "You are actually sitting in the back seat of your stepsister's car today, something is wrong."
Not to mention the back seat of the car, we are still good friends. Li Zheng took a cool look at Ma Pole, and could see that he and the original owner should be good friends.
"It's nothing, I fell ill and found that she was pretty good to me."
He was amazed, but he hadn't seen him for a few days, and Li Zheng seemed to have changed. It turned out that every time Zhou Sitian was mentioned, that kid looked like a cockfighting cock.
Stepping on the bell, he walked into the classroom, and accurately guessed his seat from the behavior of the hemp pole. Before he could be proud for two minutes, looking at the mid-term exam paper that was just released, Li Zheng's brows were so wrinkled that one could be pinched to death. fly.
47, 62, 28... Is this the score obtained by people? As a former Stanford doctoral student, Li Zheng felt for the first time that his rebirth might be in a hard mode.
During the entire class, Li Zheng was staring at the bright red "47" on the biology roll. Why would anyone not be able to tell the difference between the cell membrane and the cell wall? !
"Li Zheng."
"Li Zheng!" Liu Huiying on the podium couldn't help raising the decibel.
Hemp rod, that is, Li Chaoyang poked Li Zheng's back with a pencil, Li Zheng blinked his eyes in confusion, and stood up.
The female teacher on the podium instantly showed an expression of anger, sadness, and hatred of iron becoming steel, and then helplessly sighed, "You sit down and listen carefully."
Li Zheng scratched his head. He hadn't been a student for too long, and he even lost the skill of listening to lectures well. Silently crumpled a few exam papers into a ball of paper and threw them into the innermost part of the desk. He had a hunch that these exam papers that had only one relationship with him would become the biggest black history in his life.
"Li Zheng, come to my office and bring your math papers." After the get out of class bell rang, Liu Huiying walked over to Li Zheng and said softly.
Li Zheng's temples twitched, he blocked the desk drawer with some guilt, and nodded earnestly.
After Liu Huiying walked out of the classroom, he quickly found the one with "62" written on it from the paper ball in the desk drawer. Looking at the crumpled test paper, his brows suddenly turned into a word for Sichuan.
Li Zheng sighed, resignedly picked up the appalling test paper, got up and walked towards Liu Huiying's office.
"I heard that Li Zheng's father died, is it true?"
"Really, what Yang Kaijian said in the third year of high school, his father was the vice-captain of the production team in Qinghe Town. He used to be a colleague with Li Zheng's father."
"No wonder Mr. Liu cried so sadly a few days ago, his eyes were swollen."
"Who said no, my mother said, if it weren't for Li Zheng's mother, Mr. Liu and Li Zheng's father would be a couple. Mr. Liu is not married yet, and just wants to be Li Zheng's stepmother."
Li Zheng's ears moved, and a trace of clarity flashed in his eyes.
classroom office
Liu Huiying stared at the wrinkled test paper, her face very ugly. She knew that Li Zheng didn't like to study, but when this crumpled test paper was placed in front of her, she suddenly felt powerless, whether her efforts were worth it...
Next to him, a male teacher with black-rimmed glasses and neatly combed hair walked past with a few biology journals. He squinted at Li Zheng's test paper, and sneered, "The mud can't support the wall."
Li Zheng glanced at the biological journal in his hand and rolled his eyes. Although he was talking about the original owner, there was still two points of discomfort in his heart.
Liu Huiying slammed the table and stood up, "Mr. Chen, is this what you should say as a teacher!" Chen Yan and Liu Huiying have a competitive relationship in their classes, and they have always hated each other, but Liu Huiying did not expect that Chen Yan actually He would speak ill of Li Zheng, a student.
Chen Yan didn't expect Liu Huiying's reaction to be so drastic, her face flushed red all of a sudden, and she said, "Am I wrong? Look at him, the total score doesn't even add up to 300, what's the use of him in high school? , it's better to go home and work as soon as possible!"
Liu Huiying's hand tightly clenched the corner of the desk, and her eyes slowly turned red.
"Mr. Chen, I think a journal like 'Biology for Middle School Students' is more suitable for you than an A-level professional journal like 'Journal of Ecology'. After all, the Journal of Ecology will not explain the basic problem of 'viruses are not bacteria'." Li Zheng suddenly said.
He was talking about the standard answer to a short-answer question in the biology test paper. The standard answer was made by Chen Yan, and the answer was clearly expounding the virus as a kind of bacteria. Li Zheng glanced at the problem lightly, he just disdain to point it out, just like an adult would not be interested in arguing with a child whether the earth is round or square.
It was only when Liu Huiying was blocked by Chen Yan that she was speechless, but she was standing out for herself, and Li Zheng reluctantly opened her mouth.
"You... what did you say?" Chen Yan was stunned for a moment, then furious. A poor student who didn't even have 60 points actually doubted his standard answer.
"In 1898, Bergerinck pointed out that viruses and cells are basically two substances. In 1946, Wendell won the Nobel Prize for successfully separating viruses into proteins and RNAs. Teacher Chen may wish to read more books when he has time to enrich himself. , rather than casually attacking his own students personally."
Chen Yan's eyes could almost burst into flames. He didn't expect Li Zheng, who was originally reckless and impulsive, to say such coherent words.
"Don't make up here! What do you know about the Nobel Prize with a score of 47!" Chen Yan pointed at Li Zheng's nose and roared.
A trace of disdain flashed in Li Zheng's eyes. He really understood that if he hadn't died early, he might have gotten one.
"It seems, it really is." Suddenly, a slightly old voice interjected.
This is Mr. Zhu, the biology teacher of the third year of high school, and the oldest teacher of Dongliu High School. The principal, the dean and many teachers in the school are his students.
He stood up with a copy of "Biology for Middle School Students", "Xiao Chen, come and see, the sixth article 'The Nature of Virus' in March is the same as what this classmate said."
Chen Yan was shocked, and his face showed disbelief. He walked quickly to Teacher Zhu's side, staring at the publication with four eyes, and then his face turned into a pig's liver.
Li Zheng, this kid, is actually right!