[sister, study hard and don't come out to shame next time]
[mom, I'm promising. I'm in the same live studio with Professor Yunda. I'm half Yunda rounded]
[upstairs, you see, I won't wake you up [dog head]]
[I have a bold idea. It's better to draw a prize on such a festive occasion? How about sending an admission notice to those who win? Principals @ president of Yunda @ president of Beichuan]
[I also have a bold idea...]
……
infield.
The people who were still teasing turned around with the sound of the door, and all their eyes focused on the people coming up.
The girl looks bright, but her eyes are cold. She is wearing a simple white coat, but her aura is difficult to ignore.
For a moment, everyone could not return to God, and unconsciously stood up.
"Y.g. you're too late." Marcus joked.
Words fall.
The others stared in disbelief and their brains exploded!
How is this possible?!
This is y.g???
Didn't you say you were in your thirties?? Why do you think it's only in its early twenties???
"Isn't it two or three minutes away?"
Pei Yunge said lazily, not afraid of looking around, and walked slowly to his position.
She pulled a chair from the side and sat down. She folded her legs carelessly and turned over the books on the table.
Soon.
Noting the condensation of the atmosphere, Pei Yunge raised her eyes and scanned the people around her. She tilted her lips and was very polite. "It's not an award ceremony. Teachers sit."
People: "
Although I can't believe it's y.g., it's really y.g.
Obviously, she was the last one to come, but she easily became the center of the topic and was unconsciously controlled by her.
Gradually.
They suddenly realized why country a should strictly guard against y.g.'s personal information and attach so much importance to y.g.
A scientific research genius in his early twenties, this man is more terrible than biological and chemical weapons to other countries!
If such scientific research talents are exposed and go abroad, others may not be willing to return them.
"OK, now that everyone is here, let's start."
Zhong Shenglin finished and sat back in his position.
Subsequently, speakers in various fields began to speak on the stage. The UAV hanging in mid air photographed the whole scene and transmitted it to major domestic media.
Two hours later, at the end of the conference, Huntington just wanted to find the pen in his pocket and write the summary report, but he found that he had forgotten something.
Huntington groped for a while. Just when he wanted to make a phone call, he turned and looked at Pei Yunge.
"Y.g., have you brought a pen?"
Pei Yunge in the front row leaned back and said slowly, "I borrowed it from the old horse."
Huntington: "
The last time I asked the front desk to borrow a pen was thirty or forty years ago.
Huntington looked at Marcus.
Marcus immediately stopped Huntington's purpose and resolutely refused: "don't think about it, I don't have a pen.
Your old man's wife remembers to change her pen every three years. Why don't you even remember to bring it with you, just like a primary school student? "
Huntington: "
"As y.g. said, she'll treat her to hot pot later. It's really not good. We'll have hot pot and you'll write a report next to it." Marcus is still desperate.
Other bigwigs in the field of scientific research are working hard. This scene is very similar to students who don't want to take their homework home to write.
I'm afraid I can't finish the report, which will affect my mood of eating hot pot.
Huntington asked, "y.g., can my students send me a pen?"
"OK."
Pei Yunge casually turns his head to answer, but he hears another big man scold Pei Yunge for brazenly peeping into his report.
Not long.
Farina, who received a call from Huntington, almost had a fast heartbeat and couldn't calm down! She didn't think she had a chance to go into the infield!?
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