How much influence does it take to reach level A? If the influence reaches the level of Professor Hawking, it will definitely be enough.
However, the mission period is only two years. Even if he publishes several heavyweight papers like "Binary Criteria and Variables", his influence will not reach the level of Professor Hawking. After all, his influence has taken decades to build up, and I have a huge disadvantage in terms of age and time.
It's a pity. The nano medical cabin is an invention that can exert a huge impact. Is there another similar invention? What technology is appropriate to develop
However, the Chinese government's move is obviously to hide him. How can we ensure that the next invention will not be counterfeited? If this problem cannot be solved, no matter how advanced the technology is, it will only be a wedding dress for others.
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Zhou Xing frowned, his mind racing, thinking about various issues.
"Xiao Xing, what are you thinking about? It's too noisy here, let's go home quickly!" Ye Huilan glanced at the cheering crowd around and greeted Zhou Xing.
Zhou Xing came back to his senses, glanced at the "security personnel" surrounding them in the lively crowd, turned to look at Ye Huilan and nodded.
Soon, Ye Huilan led Zhou Xing and Tang Xin out of Wangfujing Street and came to the place agreed with the driver Xiao Gao.
Zhou Xing let out a breath of relief as he put the large and small bags in his hands into the trunk.
"Look! Look! You've only been carrying bags for a while and you're so tired. This is the consequence of not paying attention to exercise. Come shopping with me more often in the future!" Ye Huilan stood behind Zhou Xing and teased with a smile.
Zhou Xing, who had just put the bag away, froze, with an ugly smile on his face: "Mom, it's okay once in a while. If it happens often, dad will blame me for taking his job."
"You brat, you're the only one who knows how to be lazy and slippery." Ye Huilan scolded with a smile, turned to look at Tang Xin and greeted warmly: "Xiao Xin, get in the car quickly! Go to home for dinner in the evening, aunt will prepare delicious food for you. "
"Auntie, let's do it next time! We have classes tomorrow, so I should go back to school." Tang Xin declined with a smile.
"Okay! Brat, take Tang Xin back to school!" Ye Huilan smiled slightly, looked at Zhou Xing and ordered.
"Auntie, don't bother Zhou Xing! I can go back by myself." Tang Xin waved her hand and refused.
"Auntie is worried about a girl being alone outside, so that's the deal." Ye Huilan shook her head and said.
"Why are you still standing there! Hurry up and stop the car!" Ye Huilan glared at Zhou Xing and ordered.
"Oh!" Zhou Xing nodded and quickly hailed a taxi.
A few minutes later, a taxi slowly stopped in front of everyone. Zhou Xing opened the door and let Tang Xin in.
After a while, Zhou Xing got into the car together, and the taxi started and accelerated slowly.
Watching the taxi drive away, Ye Huilan sighed worriedly: "You brat, you're so stupid, you don't even have 30% of the skills of his father! I'm really worried to death, ugh!"
The situation was just as Ye Huilan worried, and the atmosphere in the back of the taxi was awkwardly quiet.
"Tang Xin, I have a question for you." Zhou Xing broke the silence and asked, looking at Tang Xin who was close at hand.
"What's the problem?" Tang Xin looked at Zhou Xing with clear eyes, puzzled.
"When did you change your choice?" Zhou Xing looked at Tang Xin with a smile on his face and asked.
Tang Xin's face turned slightly red, she rolled her eyes at Zhou Xing, and said angrily: "What do you mean by changing your choice? I was going to apply for Peking University."
"So that's it! I thought..." Zhou Xing suddenly realized and said with regret.
"What do you think? You think so." Tang Xin's face tightened and she said anxiously.
"Oh! Do you know what I'm thinking?" Zhou Xing looked at Tang Xin jokingly and smiled.
Tang Xin was at a loss for words and stared at Zhou Xing with shame and annoyance: "Who knows what you are thinking, but you don't think of anything good anyway."
"Haha! That's awesome, I've already guessed this." Looking at Tang Xin's shy look, Zhou Xing laughed happily.
"Humph!" Tang Xin's pretty face blushed slightly, she turned her head away, looked at the passing scenery outside the car window, and stopped paying attention to him.
Zhou Xing was startled for a moment, then carefully looked at Tang Xin's profile. Her black hair was scattered on one side, revealing her graceful neck and clearly visible collarbone. Her raised mounds gave off a sexy and alluring aura. , those slender and tender little hands lazily folded on the belly...
As if aware of Zhou Xing's hot gaze, a blush appeared on Tang Xin's face, she adjusted her sitting posture slightly and straightened her clothes.
Zhou Xing smiled awkwardly and turned to look at the car window on the other side.
In the quiet rear compartment, an ambiguous atmosphere was rising.
More than half an hour later, the taxi drove into the Peking University campus and stopped slowly in an open area.
The car door suddenly opened. Tang Xin got out of the car as if he was running away, said "goodbye" to Zhou Xing, and then ran away towards the dormitory building.
"Little brother, everyone has gone away, do you want to continue riding?" The taxi driver looked at Zhou Xing with a smile on his face and asked remindingly.
"Sorry, master, please take me to the Bauhinia Rose Garden." Zhou Xing quickly sat back in the car and smiled awkwardly.
"Okay!" The driver was startled and quickly started the car.
By the time Zhou Xing returned to his "new home" in the capital, night had fallen.
"Mom, I'm back. Is Dad back?" Zhou Xing opened the door and shouted loudly into the room.
"Xiaoxing, come over and eat quickly, your dad is eating right now!" Ye Huilan's voice came from the restaurant.
Zhou Xing perked up, changed into slippers, and hurriedly ran to the restaurant.
When he walked into the restaurant, he saw two middle-aged men who were a few years older than his father. They both put down their wine glasses and looked at him with smiles, their eyes full of goodwill.
If I remember correctly, the middle-aged man with the Chinese character face was the spokesperson for today's nanobiological cabin press release, and the other one was his father's seatmate. Zhou Xing suddenly searched his mind to find out what he thought about their appearance. memory.
"Come on, Xiaoxing, come quickly and meet me. This is Uncle Liu, and this is Uncle Zhang." Zhou Wenhai waved to Zhou Xing and introduced.
"Hello, Uncle Liu, hello, Uncle Zhang!" Zhou Xing stepped forward and greeted with a smile.
"Haha, I finally met the inventor of the nano-medical cabin. It's incredible. Xiaoxing, you have done an incredible job!" Liu Zheming looked at Zhou Xing and couldn't help praising him in amazement.
"Yes! I am so proud today! Come on, come on, our little genius, come and have a drink with us to celebrate." Zhang Yujun greeted Zhou Xingdao warmly.
"Sorry, Uncle Zhang, I don't drink." Zhou Xing walked forward, sat at an empty seat at the dinner table, and waved his hand.
"It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter! Just fill up your drink and clink glasses with me." Zhang Yujun smiled nonchalantly.
"Okay!" Zhou Xing nodded, poured himself a glass of coconut juice, raised the glass and clinked it with his wine glass, and then drank it all.
"Haha! So happy, so happy, I'm so happy today." Zhang Yujun drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and shouted happily:
"Yes! It's so satisfying to see how excited the foreign media are." Liu Zheming felt the same and nodded happily.
"Haha, I have experienced the charm of these two uncles today. However, the situation explained in the press conference seems to be very inconsistent with the real situation!" Zhou Xing said with a half-smile.
"You brat, why are you talking so weirdly? Who taught you this?" After hearing this, Zhou Wenhai's expression changed and he shouted angrily.
"President Zhou doesn't have to be like this. We did something wrong. It's normal for Zhou Xing to have emotions." Liu Zheming quickly reassured Zhou Wenhai.
"Yes! Yes! Mr. Zhou, we still owe Zhou Xing an explanation! Don't blame him." Zhang Yujun persuaded with a wry smile.
Zhou Xing looked at them coldly, he really needed an explanation.