Zhuang Yi smiled, bowed his head and kissed Xun Yuming's forehead.
"I'll give you a nine."
"Nine points?" Xun Yuming's eyes lit up, nine points are too high, higher than he imagined, and he only gave himself three points.
Zhuang Yi pinched his chin and laughed until his chest shook, put his thin lips against his ear, and said softly, "I'm talking about the 100-point system."
"... Huh?" Xun Yuming trembled, and Zhuang Yi could clearly see his suddenly constricted pupils at the distance from face to face.
It was nine points under the 100-point system, and the smile on Xun Yuming's face faded instantly, and he lowered his head and muttered: "I know, my performance just now...was terrible."
Even though he only scored nine points, he has nothing to argue against. Who let him not live up to it. But he was terribly wronged, hated himself with hatred, and wished he could give himself two slaps. He regrets so much, wants to go back in time, and hopes to do it all over again so that he can show his heart.
"Can I..." Xun Yuming held his head and regretted endlessly. There are often many details in life. Once they are not handled properly, the feelings and impressions left in people's hearts will be fixed, and it will be difficult to change.
Zhuang Yi smiled and asked, "Can I do something?"
"Give me a new score, okay?" Xun Yuming's flat brows twitched, and his mouth was slightly pouted, showing a childish look only when facing him.
Who would have known that the cold and withdrawn expert and professor in front of the public would be tearful behind the scenes, pitifully begging himself to give him another chance to perform.
Zhuang Yi's vanity was unprecedentedly satisfied. In fact, he was very satisfied with Xun Yuming's performance just now. He gave him nine points because he was afraid that he would be cocky, and also hoped that he would be stronger in the future. At least he believed that he would help him solve the problem. There is really no need to crash.
But seeing him foolishly looking forward to a high score, Zhuang Yi couldn't help but want to tease him: "That depends on your performance."
"I will definitely do it well." Xun Yuming hugged him by the shoulders, pleading very piously: "Don't be disappointed in me, I will perform well in the future and see the effect, okay?"
"Okay." Zhuang Yi pinched his cheek and shook it. Xun Yuming's skin was thin and fair, and two red marks were left after a light twist, which seemed to be too much force.
"How are you going to behave?" he asked again.
"I..." How can I tell the specific content, Xun Yuming asked in a daze: "Do you have any request? I haven't made a plan yet."
"There is no need to plan, let's start with 'don't cry for a few days, and be happy for me'." Zhuang Yi stood up and pulled him up together, "Let's go, I will accompany you to the hospital to get things. Old Chen told you to go home and rest for a few days."
Xun Yuming followed him and asked as he walked, "Then what about my research?"
This kind of forced vacation is to calm down the storm, and to avoid rumors and slander, but the problem is that the operation can be assigned to other doctors, and the outpatient clinic can also be changed with registered patients, but the research progress changes day by day. He couldn't help but follow.
What's more, now is a critical moment, and the work in the laboratory is progressing smoothly. Once the experiments on mice and monkeys are successful and approved, they can transplant neurons to real people, and the results are just around the corner.
At this time, he really couldn't leave, "Can I go back to the laboratory?"
It has been almost a year since Xun Yuming won an award last time. The next Field Awards are due in late winter to early spring. From August to December, the middle five months is the period when the organizing committee accepts candidate recommendations. Once this node is exceeded, you can only wait for the next selection.
However, science and technology are changing with each passing day, and the progress of medical treatment is so slow that a stubborn disease cannot be solved for hundreds of years. With the rapid development of medical technology, what is still impossible today will become possible tomorrow. Really wait until next year, who knows what it will be like then, in case there are better scientific research results, Xun Yuming can only miss the opportunity.
Winning awards often depends not only on strength, but also a little bit of luck. Sometimes there may not be a few good projects in a year, so you can only choose old projects from previous years for awards, or choose generals from among the dwarfs. But sometimes a hundred flowers may bloom within a year, and the competition is extremely fierce, and only the best one can be selected, while the other losers are also strong enough to win the prize.
In fact, Xun Yuming dare not expect to win the award this year, but he is confident and sure of his research. If it succeeds, its value will definitely be above the average level of previous Field award-winning projects.
He is anxious.
He was distraught.
Zhuang Yi could understand, but he didn't encourage him too much: "It doesn't matter whether you win the prize or not, what matters is how you see yourself." He seems to care too much about what the world thinks of him.
How can Xun Yuming not care, he has experienced the ridicule of the group, and the brand of "winning the prize" has been branded on him, and he has been ashamed of it all his life. Only by winning the award again and returning to the top can he be proud former shame.
"Are there really so many people laughing at you?" Zhuang Yi dragged him into the lobby of the administrative building. It was busy during working hours, and there was almost no one there. "I mean, there are many people Gossip about you behind your back and envy you. But there are also many people congratulating you and saying that you deserve this award, right?"
Did he pay too much attention to the matter of "winning the prize" and those negative voices, so that his eyes and ears could only see and hear people who were jealous of him, but he ignored the real situation. "Maybe, there are not so many people in this circle, at least not as many people don't recognize you as you imagine."
"You mean I'm thinking wildly?" Xun Yuming was a little unhappy. He said this, which was equivalent to saying that he was mediocre.
Zhuang Yi knew that he couldn't accept it for a while, so he walked out of the elevator and patted him on the shoulder: "That's not what I mean, I just want you to relax a little, and don't always be immersed in negative emotions."
He just wanted Xun Yuming to let him go.
"Do you know?" Zhuang Yi said, "When you are standing by the sea, you will feel that the world is only the sound of waves; when you are standing in the valley, you will feel that the world is only the sound of wind; You can hear praise; when you are humble, you can only hear slander."
Maybe he's not that bad, maybe he's not that godly either, he's just him, but outside voices have shaped another him who's not him, and he's confused even himself over time.
"One has to keep one's mind at ease." Zhuang Yi looked at him and said with a smile: "I think you are already very good, why are you always dissatisfied with yourself? In fact, making everyone satisfied with you is itself delusional."
Those who are praised by the world are often reviled by the world.
"You speak well, and you don't feel back pain when you stand up and talk." Xun Yuming glanced at him, pushed open the office door, and went to his desk to pack things.
He is on vacation for a week at most, and he will come back soon, so he doesn't have to take everything with him, and he doesn't have many things, but the snacks and fruits in the drawer must be taken away, otherwise they will be moldy and taste bad if they are stored for a long time.
Zhuang Yi took a large cardboard box from the corner by the floor-to-ceiling window, poured all his biscuits, cakes, oranges, and bananas into it, and threw his thin coat in, and saw a small blue velvet box in the drawer, He smiled and asked, "I almost forgot, what is this?"
Of course he knew it was a ring, the last time Xun Yuming was hospitalized, he saw it in Xun Yuming's suitcase when he went to the hospital dormitory to pick up daily necessities. The question is, where did this ring come from? Who bought it? Who to buy it for? what sense
"None of your business." Xun Yuming blushed, and closed the drawer with a "slap".
Zhuang Yi lowered his face, "tsk", "minus 10 points."
"No!" Xun Yuming was anxious immediately, "That's... I bought it before, a ring."
"What did you buy the ring for?" Zhuang Yi remembered that the date of purchase was before they broke up. Could it be that he...
Xun Yuming felt shy for a moment, opened the drawer and handed him the box, "Give it to you."
He originally wanted to propose to Zhuang Yi.
When I was in Cairo, when I went to the Pyramid of Khufu, Xun Yuming had the ring in his pocket, and he was nervous all morning, so nervous that his palms were sweating. I want to propose to Zhuang Yi, I want him to have no one else in his life, and I want him to be with me forever.
He was terrified, panicked, worried that he would not do well, worried that Zhuang Yi would disagree, and even more worried that if he said something, he would put pressure on Zhuang Yi. Not agreeing was a minor matter, but scaring him away was a major issue.
Sitting in that dilapidated minibus, Xun Yuming imagined that he would go to the Nile River later and kneel to him in the sunset, his body was shaking, and his heart was also shaking, up and down, Ups and downs, not quiet at all.
He was dry mouthed under nervousness, and he wanted to hide his emotions so that Zhuang Yi could not find out, so he could only keep shouting hot, asking him to feed him water. Unexpectedly, the plan did not change quickly. A car accident hindered his marriage proposal and separated them for eight years.
"You..." Zhuang Yi swallowed, "Why did you give me this?"
"No reason." Xun Yuming picked up the cardboard box, left the office in a hurry, and walked quickly towards the elevator.
Excited and nervous at the same time, Zhuang Yi hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Why? Tell me quickly!"
"Because you gave me one." Xun Yuming turned his face away from him, "Reciprocity, my grandfather said."
His voice was low and soft, and Zhuang Yi couldn't scratch his heart. He almost squeezed the velvet box out of shape with one hand, "Is it just for this? Don't lie to me, I want to buckle it divided."
"You know how to deduct points!" Xun Yuming really couldn't hear the word "deduct points", and said with wrath, "You can just make a constant table and forget it, hmph."
"I really want to make one, and I'll do it when I get back." Zhuang Yi was not angry that he refused to tell himself, but Xun Yuming's psychological problems needed a little trick to deal with.
When he was consulting with Haiwanwan, he once taught Chi Gui a terrible way to buy two jars, one for coins and the other for gummy bears, and put them all in the most conspicuous places at home. Every time Bay made a mistake, he was fined by throwing a coin in, and every time he behaved well, he was rewarded with a jellybean.
This little trick is completely useless to Xun Yuming, he doesn't like sweets at all. But Xun Yuming has been competitive since childhood and has a strong sense of honor. He is an extremely motivated person. The little red flower in the kindergarten, the floating red flag in the elementary school, the age ranking in the middle school, and the grade point in the university have almost never failed. Holds pretty perfectly.
Scoring works best for him.
Zhuang Yi accompanied him to the laboratory to explain a few things, and then drove him home. As soon as he entered, he went to the study to get a piece of A1 paper and came out.
Xun Yuming went upstairs to change into his home clothes, and when he came down to see him writing and drawing with a drawing ruler, he suddenly became unhappy: "What are you doing?"
Is it really necessary to draw a form
"Score sheet, I will use it for your scoring in the future." Zhuang Yi said calmly, as if he had already made a decision and just informed him.
Xun Yuming was furious: "I don't want this thing, you use it yourself!"
"I have it too." Zhuang Yi pulled out the bottom chapter to show him, "We each have one card, and I will accompany you. You will score mine, and I will rate yours. It will be cleared every month, and the score is too low. Punishment, but if the score is high, there is also a reward. Okay?"
"No!" How could Xun Yuming agree to lose power and humiliate the country, "Don't even think about it, I won't do it."
"Really not?" Zhuang Yi raised his eyebrows.
Xun Yuming sternly refused: "Don't do it!"
"Okay then." Zhuang Yi sighed, and rolled up the form, "Originally, if I still wanted to perform well in the first month, I would reward you and me to open a room in the sky hotel in the bay, so what should I do. I heard There is glass on all sides, but the inside can see the outside, and the outside can't see the inside, which is extremely exciting. Oh, forget it."
"Uh." Xun Yuming pushed his glasses, "Actually..."
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