He could hardly imagine the achievements of Mr. Qian.
Master Cheng seemed to see the surprise in his eyes, smiled, and said with longing eyes: "It's normal that you don't know him. Master Qian and Master Wei are from the same era. The masters of that era were not like us young people chasing fame and fortune. Many of them lived in anonymity for the country for their entire lives and gave back their talents to the motherland. Compared with them, what am I?!"
He spoke with such force and power that it was as if he had returned to the glorious old days, and he felt a longing for that era when talented people emerged in large numbers.
"Mr. Qian's achievements in atomic energy have already surpassed the world's cutting-edge level. He is unique. Otherwise, why did the world-renowned black weapon master Smith give in when he saw him, just like a mouse seeing a cat?"
"But he didn't lose out! Mr. Qian can go out and chat with him for a cup of tea, which is better than him studying for several years on his own."
He said he wished he could replace Smith and have a cup of tea with Mr. Qian.
Bo Jingxing watched Master Cheng excitedly talking about Mr. Qian's life, and immediately understood the origins of this seemingly plain-dressed old man.
In the past, there was indeed a group of scientists who remained anonymous for decades. For the prosperity of their country, many of their cutting-edge research results were not even announced to the public. They used all their life's work to give back to their beloved motherland without reservation.
This spirit alone is worthy of being respectfully called Master by Master Cheng and his ilk.
Bo Jingxing looked at the girl who took off her baseball cap again, and instantly understood why Qiao Nian took off her baseball cap and performed the hat-dodging ceremony the first time she saw the old man. This was her silent respect for the older generation masters like Mr. Qian. This kind of respect was worth a thousand pounds and higher than any fancy flattery and fawning.
She was expressing her admiration for Mr. Qian in her own way.
He couldn't help but lower his head and lift up his glasses frame, with a smile on his lips: "I didn't expect that she also has someone who is convinced."
"What?" Master Cheng was confused.
Bo Jingxing looked at him leisurely, smiling, looking very gentle and harmless: "Nothing, I was just feeling impressed that Master Wang was able to invite Mr. Qian."
As expected, Master Cheng was distracted by him. He looked in the direction of Ye Wangchuan and couldn't help but smack his lips: "Yeah, I didn't expect that he could invite Master Qian. With Master Qian coming in person to present the gift, just based on this status, there shouldn't be a coming-of-age ceremony in Beijing that will be more talked about than today in the past few decades."
Bo Jingxing did not comment. Together with Master Cheng, he turned his attention to Qiao Nian and the others, paying special attention to the handsome man.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he couldn't help laughing again.
—I’m afraid that what I wanted from the beginning was this unparalleled preference!
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In front, Feng Yu and Xie Tingyun pushed the cake.
Later, Smith and Mr. Qian came to give gifts.
Today's birthday party is destined to be remembered for a lifetime by the celebrities from Beijing who attend.
Until the end of the birthday party, many people were reluctant to leave.
Jiang Zongnan and his friends were not eligible to go to the main table to find Grandpa Jiang until the end of the party, and saw Jiang Li who was also arranged at the main table.
Jiang Zongnan was a little reserved: "How are we going to leave? Will you come back with me?"
He asked Jiang Li.
Jiang Li put one hand on the back of the chair, turned sideways and saw his father and eldest brother with a group of relatives surrounding him. His smile paused, and then he looked away, brushed his hair off his forehead and said, "I drove here and will take Grandpa back to the nursing home later."
(End of this chapter)