Bai Ling gently knocked on the door of the news room.

When the door opened, the first thing that came out was thick smoke.

"Who are you looking for?" The people who opened the door were dark eyed, thin and short, like Vietnamese refugees running out from under the frozen ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^.

"Is this the news agency?" Bai Ling poked her head and saw only a few tables scattered in the smoky little room. On the desk, there were books and papers half a person high, and they didn't seem to be classified.

Several boys crouch behind those scattered desks, some are still smoking, some are lying at the desk writing, most of them look decadent.

"Don't you have girls in your news agency?" Bai Ling fanned her nose with her hands. The smell of smoke and fire made her want to despise her.

"Girls?" At this time, the refugee with black eyes just looked up at Bai Ling. Her stiff facial nerve seemed to come back to life suddenly. She said in surprise: "Bai Ling? Bai Ling, right? "

"Do you know me?" Bai Ling looked down at each other in surprise.

"Yes, I don't know. We met you when we interviewed freshmen... Ah, brothers, do you remember Bai Ling? The girl who dances very well in the biology department has been approached The refugee comrades almost jumped up and introduced themselves.

Bai Ling seemed to listen carefully, but actually she stepped back two steps. The door has been open for a long time, not only the smell of smoke, but also the smell of smelly feet gushing out, which makes people unable to stay.

Several other boys in the room poured out, and they were embarrassed to rush to Bai Ling, so they grabbed the door and looked at Bai Ling one by one.

For them, the small room used for living upside down is about the safe area.

Bailing unconsciously looked at them and compared them with Yang Rui.

Compared with the ordinary boys, the boys of news agency belong to the higher class. First of all, they are the most popular boys in literature and art nowadays, with outstanding temperament. No matter what temperament they are, they are at least different, and have more or less some achievements. Secondly, the boys in the news agency have a strong heart. This is where they are stronger than ordinary literary boys. No matter how the society changes, crying boys are not welcome.

However, the news agency boys who are better than ordinary boys, or even than ordinary literary boys, have no advantage over Yang Rui.

In Bai Ling's memory, Yang Rui is either gentle or gentlemanly, but he doesn't look at his face. Yang Rui's achievements and work style, as well as his neat clothes and clean appearance are also very difficult for schoolmates to flatter. If he looks at his face, it's too bullying.

Every time she looks at Yang Rui, Bai Ling has all kinds of strange feelings of wanting to be close to him, which is a very pure attraction.

Compared with other boys, Yang Rui is just like two creatures.

"Ah... Bai Ling, what can I do for you?" The boy with the doorframe will not chat up, no nutrition to ask.

Bai Ling frowned and said, "can we go to other places to talk, you here..."

Without him saying that, several boys blame each other for pushing me

"It's all old yellow socks that stink. I'll just wash them and hang them on the heating plate to dry. Can they taste good?"

"When you came back yesterday, didn't you wash the bowl?"

"Can socks compare with leftovers?"

"Once you put your leftovers in a bad smell, much worse than my socks!"

"I just put it in once. Well, I usually finish it!"

"You don't wash your sneakers, but you like to put them on the windowsill. Every time the wind blows in, the smell, tut tut..."

"Like you washed your shoes? I won't talk about the smell of sneakers in your dormitory. Ah, Lao Huang, can you play football once a month? Get a sneaker to hang in the dormitory every day, stinking everyone? "

"This is the tradition of our dormitory. You have to be gregarious."

The smell of boys' chatting is very strong.

Bai Ling had to step back and whispered, "let's go to the front yard."

The news agency is a student organization. No matter how well paid it is, it only has bungalows and no independent yard. There is an open space in front of it. Now the campus is full of open space, which is not rare.

Several boys pushed and shoved behind Bai Ling, and the relationship was harmonious again.

"I want to give you a piece of news." Bai Ling is no longer wordy, such a few boys, really broke her good impression of journalists.

Several boys were sitting upright at the same time.Bai Ling told the story of "the majority of the revolutionary masses" in a few words and said, "what do you think of this material?"

"It's a bit interesting, but..." a boy began to speak, and several boys were silent.

Obviously, Bai Ling's topic is somewhat sensitive. Although students often intentionally touch sensitive topics, the school newspaper is different.

Bai Ling sarcastically snorted and said, "you are not journalists."

Boys where can stand the contempt of girls, immediately a classmate raised his head and asked: "why not?"

"Journalists can be afraid, but they should not be; Journalists can ridicule reality, but they should not escape from reality; Journalists can choose the direction of their attention, but they should not bow down. You are not journalists When Bai Ling talks about it, her combat effectiveness is on the rise.

"We're not afraid, we're not escaping. It's just that you don't have to publish this topic." Some of the boys came forward to argue.

"How can there be no need to publish? Isn't this the hot news in recent days? Or is there something more important happening in our school recently? Does the vice president cordially express sympathy to the canteen cadres? "

"It's up to you." Standing in the middle of the boy embarrassed, said: "this topic, it is difficult to find the right entry point."

"I wrote a press release, you see how the entry point is." Bai Ling said and took out her prepared manuscript.

A few boys were not happy, but they were so well prepared that they got together and looked at each other.

Beautiful girls are always easier to get what they want. At least, they are willing to give you 30 seconds to introduce themselves. If you meet a single man or a married man, they want to spare 30 seconds to get to know you

The students in the school should be more or less shy, which gives the beautiful girls more room to play.

Although Bai Ling didn't know much about the techniques and means, she let several boys discuss them quietly.

Of course, she wrote a good manuscript.

"I think we can use it by changing a few points." The refugee boy nodded silently.

"Then change it." Bai Ling's voice brightened up quickly.

Affected by her infection, several boys met to revise on the spot.

For them, it is extremely simple to change the articles. In a short time, an article entitled "three questions to the majority of the revolutionary masses" was published.

Bai Ling looked at it carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile, "just publish it in the school newspaper, let the revolutionary masses have a look."

Several boys seem to feel that they have made a full contribution, one by one happy, ready to print.

The biggest hardware configuration of the school's news agency is the printing equipment. The students can print by themselves. How much money can they save? Not to mention, it is convenient.

At that time, when it comes to the number of papers published by students of Biology Department of Peking University, this paper can also be added.

If it really becomes an article in the journal Nature, the Department will also benefit a lot.

At the same time, Yang Rui also wrote a description of the modified PCR instrument in English.

In the past, the prototype product can only be called an experimental instrument, but after professional improvement, this thing is a real PCR instrument, and it has a certain use value. It is no longer necessary to train for a period of time to use it in an unstable state.

As an application technology, this is a very significant improvement.

It's like a hammer turned into an ax.

Yang Rui sent the instructions to many foreign friends he could think of.

Some people have already received a letter from Yang Rui, and Yang Rui doesn't care. It's an important moment for him to become a God. Every part of his strength should be gathered. If he succeeds in becoming a God, some slight disgust will only become a beautiful legend.

And if Fengshen fails, Yang Rui will only reap more disgust in the future.

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