Chapter 898

During the by election of GMP committee members, Yang Rui was ready to write a book.

As an academic, the first choice to solve problems is often to publish a book. Books are more persuasive than speeches, papers or any other form of information transmission.

Even by the lowest standards, books have great advantages in explaining problems.

A paper is usually used to explain a problem or a group of problems, but if you want to explain a series of problems, you often need book like space.

Naturally, the problems of drugs are long and chain problems.

80 In the 1980s, there was no systematic study on this issue in China.

Yang Rui is different. Even without considering the information in his mind, he is also the person who has the most contact with the pharmaceutical industry chain in China. Because he has made deferoxane, he is in contact with the most upstream of the pharmaceutical industry. He has made PCR, and has also been in contact with the three production processes of instrument and equipment manufacturing and coenzyme Q10.

In addition to the sales part, Yang Rui is now basically in the state of dominating the whole pharmaceutical industry chain.

The last thing that domestic pharmaceutical companies need now is sales.

There is basically no concept of drug sales in China, and GMP committee is not involved in sales.

Such a background makes Yang Rui's book almost a natural one.

In fact, when Yang Rui thought about it himself, he was shocked. I didn't expect that my work in the past two years has involved so much in the field of medicine.

Maybe Yang Rui was influenced by later generations. After all, science serves for human beings. The more projects directly related to human beings, the more attention will be paid to them. When Yang Rui went to graduate school, the atmosphere of the circle he came into contact with was that of biomedicine, and Yang Rui's work inevitably touched the edge.

However, doing research is willful. The more high-end scholars are, the more willful it is. Because the world is willful and the field of natural science is willful. If you find any phenomenon, you can analyze it with your own knowledge and get any result. You can't get what I want.

Is it true that the legendary interdisciplinary scholars are determined to be interdisciplinary scholars since childhood? How is that possible? Hitler also wanted to be a painter. In the end, he could not only plunder all the famous paintings in the occupied area to realize his dream.

Most interdisciplinary scholars just have to cross the field because their experimental data cross the field. How tiring it is to learn a new subject. No scholar is willing to spend a lot of time and energy on a subject that may never be used in the future. They just encounter problems in related fields and forcibly cross the field relying on their super learning ability.

Of course, there are also some scholars who are legendary interdisciplinary talents. When they study, they get a lot of certificates. They develop physics and mathematics in an all-round way. When they think about problems, they naturally cross the field. When they evaluate such scholars, they can only say that they are really willful!

It has always been easy for Yang Rui to write books. The key question is what kind of books to write.

For the next two days, Yang Rui didn't go out at all. He just lay in bed and thought about this problem.

Thinking can also be understood as supplementary sleep. The GMP Committee's by election still consumed some of his energy. Laboratory work is not easy, now really need to return blood.

At night.

Jing Yulan brings a small cabbage home and finds that Yang Rui is sleeping on the sofa again. He can't help but feel strange.

In her impression, Yang Rui has always been busy. It's rare to see her sleeping for two days in a row.

After thinking about it, Jing Yulan didn't wake up Yang Rui. He closed the door lightly, threw off his shoes, and put the ingredients into the refrigerator, leaving only a few pieces of cut ribs in the casserole and stewed them.

After cooking the spareribs, Jing Yulan goes into the room to change her clothes. She wants to take a bath, but when she thinks that Yang Rui is outside, she still gives up, so she takes a book, sits on the balcony and waits for time.

Reading is a pleasure. When Jing Yulan looks at it, he forgets the time.

As the sun sets and the light on the balcony is not enough, Jing Yulan is surprised. She closes her book and is ready to see the spareribs cooked in the kitchen.

Turning around, he saw Yang Rui sitting up at some time, holding a book on the sofa in the living room. Hearing the sound, he raised his head.

Compared with Yang Rui's four eyes, Jing Yulan felt very happy and asked, "get up."

"Well, I'm full of sleep." Yang Rui gently replied, and said: "I smell the fragrance, turn down the casserole, it should be almost good.""I forgot all about it." Jing Yulan spat out her tongue and trotted into the kitchen. When she found that everything was normal, she was relieved and said with a smile, "I'm confused when I read a book."

"It's not confused, it's reading." Yang Rui recalled the beautiful scenery of the balcony just now, and pulled an article: "under the East fence of chrysanthemum picking, you can see Nanshan. The mountain air is good day and night, and the birds return to each other. "

Jing Yulan's eyes lit up and read the rest of the poem: "there is a true meaning in it. If you want to distinguish it, you have forgotten to say it. You like Tao Yuanming. "

In essence, Jing Yulan still has a little literary feelings.

Of course, now people have it.

At this time, Yang Rui naturally has to cooperate. He can't say "I just remember this poem". After thinking about it, Yang Rui changed his angle and said frankly: "I saw you reading on the balcony just now, and the first feeling is this."

Jing Yulan blushed and said, "look at the balcony, how can you see Nanshan."

"When I saw you, I wanted to learn from Tao Yuanming and go back to seclusion." Yang Rui said the praise smoothly.

As a girl who likes literature and art, this sentence is full of lethality, and Jing Yulan has a rosy face.

"I'll see the fire." Jing Yulan flurried into the kitchen.

Knowing that she was thin skinned, Yang Rui didn't catch up with her. He turned on the TV and put it on CCTV, just to watch the news.

After a while, the food was on the table.

When Jing Yulan came out again, she was calm. She glanced at Yang Rui and said, "come to have dinner. I saw you had a bad appetite yesterday. Today I specially cooked the soup. If you want to live in seclusion like Tao Yuanming, you don't know where to buy spareribs. "

"In ancient times, most of the big families raised their own pigs." Yang Rui made an action and said with a smile: "at that time, we will kill a pig if we want to eat ribs, another pig if we want to eat elbows, and a pig if we want to eat braised pork."

"I can't finish killing a pig."

"There are many children at home." Yang Rui looks at Jing Yulan and laughs.

Jing Yulan is totally unable to parry, and stares at Yang Rui teasing himself.

"Here, have some soup. Do you have a bad appetite? " Yang Rui smiles and scoops Soup for Jing Yulan.

Jing Yulan dropped his head and drank half a bowl of soup. He suddenly remembered what he cared about when he came in and asked, "what happened recently? You've been sleeping at home for two days

"Oh, I want to write a monograph on drug production. I don't know where to start." While eating, Yang Rui replied as if nothing had happened.

Jing Yulan is surprised: "do you want to write a book again?"

"Well, I'm in the GMP Committee. I'm the youngest, a student, or a by election candidate. If I want to play a role, it's more convincing to write a book." Yang Rui said what he thought, and didn't think there was any need to hide it.

Jing Yulan also works in a university. Knowing how hard it is to write a monograph, he can't help shaking his head: "even if you can write it, you can't understand the water far away and you are thirsty near."

"No, if it's a little simpler, I think a few weeks will be enough. If it's a little more difficult, it should be no more than two months." Yang Rui estimated a comfortable time.

Jing Yulan said in surprise: "write a book in two months?"

"I didn't write my last book long."

Jing Yulan realized that Yang Rui had already written a book.

She took a deep look at Yang Rui with a special expression.

Yang Rui asked, "what's the matter? Think I'm exaggerating? "

"No, I just didn't expect that the students who wanted me to tutor English at the beginning grew up so quickly." Jing Yulan is quite emotional. Whether at Peking University or her Beijing Normal University, scholars often spend ten years to complete a monograph. It is extremely rare to write a book and establish a theory, and many people strive for it as a lifelong goal.

Even Jing Yulan himself had the idea of writing a monograph, but he never put it into practice.

Yang Rui chuckled twice and didn't answer the question.

In a moment, Jing Yulan asked, "what's the difference between simple and difficult? If it's two months, it seems that it's more important to write better. "

"Simplicity is not necessarily unimportant." Yang Rui shrugged his shoulders and said, "if it's easier to write, it can be written step by step. You can also write one this month and one next month. It has a wider range of applications."

Jing Yulan's eyes turned white, but it was surprisingly cute.

Yang Rui's mind inexplicably raised the idea of "pure teacher cute photo. Zip"."If it wasn't for you, I would be bragging." Jing Yulan shook his head and said, "it's very good to hear what you say. Let's make it easier."

"In terms of short-term goals, it's better to write simply. But you know, the more applied things are, the lower their long-term value may be. To be honest, the style is not enough. " Yang Rui put out his hand and said, "this is my second book. If it's applied or too simple, it's not conducive to survive in the circle of the Committee."

"It's so complicated." Jing Yulan uses an encouraging tone.

"Yes, it's hard to have the best of both worlds." Yang sighed.

Jing language orchid heart next move, smile way: "that uses two months and a few weeks, write two books to come out."

Yang Rui's eyebrows moved and he thought about it carefully.

Seeing that he thought seriously, Jing Yulan was flustered: "I said it casually..."

"I think it's very good. Just use the leftovers from one book to write another. It doesn't take much time." The more Yang Rui ponders, the more he feels good. For him, it's better to get one or two more books than to choose dyslexia.