Yang Rui and Xiao Bai Ya danced on the dance floor for more than half an hour before they returned to their seats to rest.

Not long after, xiaobaiya's motorcycle teammates simply gathered together and piled up a beer bottle mountain.

"Scientist, blow a bottle?" The tallest girl in the motorcade is a girl with eyebrows fixed. She looks like she was at the age of college, but she seems to have a more mature make-up.

"Thank you. I'll take my time. Besides, don't drive when you're drunk. " By the way, Yang Rui popularized the knowledge of drunk driving.

The girl who repaired her eyebrows scoffed and said, "can beer get drunk? You look down on people

"Alcohol can make your brain slow. It's a physiological indicator. It's not something you can resist if you are healthy and brave, unless it's not human." Yang Rui shrugged his shoulders and said, "of course, if you insist on going back by motorcycle, I have no objection. I'll take you back."

The last sentence, Yang Rui said to xiaobaiya. He doesn't care how other motorcycle girls live.

"I only had one bottle of beer, too." Little white tooth whispers.

"For safety's sake, I'll call Jericho to pick me up. Don't ride a motorcycle. If you want to go home, take my car. The motorcycle will come to pick me up tomorrow, or I'll ask someone to pick it up for you." Yang Rui has never had any psychological burden in using jerichon. He was originally a shareholder of several jerichon joint ventures.

See Yang Rui so consider for oneself, small white tooth immediately eyes smile of curved nod.

"I've had ten beers... And I won't drive a motorcycle." If the girl with eyebrows is hard to swallow, she will turn fast.

"That's the best." Yang Rui said, raised his beer glass and said, "here's to everyone."

With that, he drank it himself. Dancing, drinking and so on, is a very happy thing, especially a man and a group of girls, even if nothing happens, is also very happy.

Xiao Bai Ya was even more excited. After drinking a few beers, he took Yang Rui into the dance.

Her dancing posture is excellent, obviously has the foundation appearance, also causes Yang Rui to look at with new eyes.

The lights on the dance floor were dim for some reason, and more students stepped into the dance floor.

Yang Rui is also cathartic. For a while, he hasn't done what young people do.

"Hello, are you a student of Tsinghua?" A girl suddenly pulled Yang Rui and asked him out loud.

Yang Rui looked back and saw that it was a beautiful lady, so he laughed, shook his head and said, "I'm not from Tsinghua."

"Oh..." Fang, who asked, stepped back two steps melancholy and said: what a pity for a handsome boy.

Her goal is very clear. She must marry a boy from Tsinghua University, and finish it before graduating from university.

To be honest, song Fang's goal is very utilitarian, and song Fang knows it, but after she entered the University, she made this decision which will inevitably affect her life. Of course, song Fang is not any Tsinghua man can, she is very beautiful, enough to choose a pleasing, or even handsome Tsinghua man.

However, song Fang has never seen such a handsome boy in front of her.

For a moment, song Fang would think: just like this, no need for Tsinghua men.

But in that moment of weakness, song Fang will only be more firm in her goal - her target must be the boys who want to graduate from Tsinghua University and stay in Beijing. The ending of finding those boys in second rate schools will be just like the ending of her mother. It's meaningless to dedicate her life to her family in a wilderness.

Song Fang thought and looked at Yang Rui and left the dance floor slowly. She was very sorry: although she was a very handsome college student, it was in vain that she was not from Tsinghua University... Instead of looking for a very handsome second rate college student, it was better to look for an ordinary boy from Tsinghua University, so as not to accompany him to work hard until he was 40, And compete with younger wild women.

In retrogression, song Fang stepped on several people and attracted several pairs of angry eyes. However, with the addition of high face value, no one would vent his anger.

The rhythm of the dance music is constantly strengthening, and the lights on the dance floor are constantly dimming. Unfortunately, they are not black after all.

For college students, this has been a very pleasant collective activity.

A few hours later, the students came back with a good time.

Tsinghua students go back to their dormitories, and students from other schools ride bicycles with flashlight in groups.

Yang Rui and xiaobaiya go out of school side by side. It's hard for Jielikang's car to enter the campus, so they can only wait outside.

If the female riders want to follow xiaobaiya, they can only follow him slowly.Song Fang was a little late, and then returned to school with the other two girls. They would come to Tsinghua every week to dance. They were very familiar with the route and went on the road.

"Song Fang, that boy." Riding in front of the girl with her feet on the ground, pointed to the front light.

"Which boy?"

"The boy who is not from Tsinghua University."

Song Fang immediately looked up.

Song Fang was also very impressed by the super handsome boys, not the Tsinghua ones.

A long train stopped under the street lamp not far from the side door.

Song Fang doesn't know the logo of the car or the car. However, watching Yang Rui and others get into a few cars still makes her surprised.

"I don't know. This guy is a high-ranking man." His companion poked song Fang in the waist.

"What about the children of high cadres." Song Fang admitted that she was surprised, but it was just a small surprise.

"Isn't it good for the children of high cadres? If everything is settled at home, you may become an official's wife in a few years. Well, there's a car. " The companion said enviously: "after we join the work, we may not be able to get on the car for another 20 years. Unless we go to the cities and counties below, the cadres at the department level do not have cars to ride. "

"What I want is not a life like an official wife, but stability and comfort." Song Fang said calmly, "I don't want to be an official wife. Let's go."

With that, song Fang pedaled his bicycle, turned his back to the small motorcade and went back to school.

The two companions looked at each other and had to follow.

Yang Rui first asked the driver to drive to fan's home, saw off xiaobaiya, and then returned to the school laboratory. Naturally, other drivers would send other people back.

Although it's late, the ion channel laboratory is still full of lights.

Xu Zhengping's research on interacting proteins is at a critical juncture. His scientific research team has entered a state of endless work, so it is inevitable to work overtime.

Yang Rui didn't have any special work when he returned to the laboratory. However, as the director of the laboratory, it is inevitable that he would report to the laboratory from time to time every day.

Most of the leaders of the first-class laboratories are workaholics, so it is difficult to support a laboratory.

Compared with the work of industry, the work of scientific research is busier and more time-consuming.

It's perfectly normal for the head of the lab to spend 100 hours a week in the lab.

Yang Rui is also very conscious. He comes whenever he has time, and researchers with questions can ask questions quickly.

In his position, there is no need to do specific experiments, but pointing out the direction and solving problems has always been the work of the head of the laboratory.

When Yang Rui returned to the ion channel laboratory, it was as natural as when he came back to the dormitory. He took off his coat, put on his experimental clothes, and followed the laboratory to check one by one. If he had any problems, he naturally asked. If he found out the problems, he nervously corrected them.

Xu Zhengping is also very busy. He also has many problems. He catches Yang Rui and talks with him for 30 minutes. Then he suddenly pats his head and says, "by the way, an American is looking for you."

"What American?"

"Norton press, it's said that they just arrived in the afternoon and asked all the way here." Xu Zhengping a little embarrassed way: "I give busy forget, quite important thing."

"What about people?"

"It's at the hotel."

"Well, let him come to me tomorrow, and you can give me a call. I should go back to bed, too. " Yang Rui turned around again. Seeing that there was nothing wrong, he took off his experimental clothes, changed back into his overcoat and was ready to go out.

Before he left, Xu Zhengping ran out of the room and yelled, "Americans are going to make an appointment at 9 a.m. tomorrow. Is that ok?"

"So early?"

"It seems urgent."

"About one o'clock tomorrow at noon, let him come to the school canteen." As soon as Yang Rui listened to Norton publishing house, he knew that it was about his monograph. He was very concerned about it. However, since the other party was more worried, he was not worried.

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