Chapter 1339

In the next few days, the Swedish academic delegation divided into groups.

Most of the scholars in biology and chemistry stayed in the ion channel laboratory, while those in physics, mathematics, mechanical industry and other fields started the expected tour of Beijing under the arrangement of the Ministry of foreign affairs.

Surprisingly, several Swedish administrators also stayed in the ion channel laboratory.

They have no interest in academic papers or the like, and they have no desire to read Yang Rui's papers. However, their interest in Yang Rui is extremely strong. Every day, in the limited corner where they can meet Yang Rui, there are Swedish administrative officials.

Ma Qiaoli looked at the officials around Yang Rui since lunch, and even more sneered: "on their level, do you want to borrow Yang Rui to be superior?"

"Yang Rui always needs a little more nominees," Lancelot said with a faint smile

Marjorie's eyes flickered. Indeed, the requirements of these administrative officials are also low. They do not have the need to "recommend" or the ability to do so. However, they can easily find one or two nominations for Yang Rui. In the future, if Yang Rui wins the Nobel prize or other related benefits, it will not be difficult to ask for more rewards.

Marjorie showed disdain and said, "moth."

Lancelot did not comment and asked, "have you found who it is?"

Marjorie knew he was asking the sponsor, sighed, "it's Houston."

"Where did you launch the shuttle?" Lancelot has a rare sense of humor.

Marjorie said helplessly: "it's Houston of Stockholm University."

"I don't know."

"I didn't know him before." Marjorie shrugged and said, "but now he's going to be Yang Rui's sponsor."

Sponsor is not a formal position, but in the scientific research world, we still recognize it.

To put it simply, the relationship between the sponsor and the scholar is similar to that between the star agent and the star, which means to help each other with honor and disgrace.

Marjorie used to worry about Yang Rui's strength and development, but now he can't get it, and he is not reconciled.

However, Lancelot gave a meaningful smile and said, "in this way, Yang Rui went to Sweden, but he didn't get nothing."

Marjorie nodded heavily and said, "he's a smart young man."

"It's not just smart." Lancelot chuckled.

Marjorie also blushed and said, "it's always easy to be misled by his age."

Speaking of this, Marjorie was more cautious and said, "you say, Yang Rui's experiment should be completed by him, right?"

"What do you say?"

Marjorie hesitated for a moment and said, "will the Chinese government organize people to add many honors to Yang Rui?"

Lancelot thought a little and said, "it can't be said that there is no such possibility at all. Although I don't believe that anyone is willing to give up the Nobel Prize, there are precedents for giving up the Nobel Prize. What do you think? "

"We can only observe it as much as possible. If we think about it, it's very difficult for us to confirm it in China. In this way, it's also very dangerous to be Yang Rui's sponsor."

"So it is." Lancelot can feel that Marjorie can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour, but there is no absolute, and this is not the case.

There are many wonderful things hidden in the 100 year history of Nobel Prize.

Marjorie thought, somewhat relieved.

In the next few days, he still haunted the ion channel laboratory and contacted Yang Rui in many ways.

Even if he could not be a sponsor, he would not give up establishing a relationship with Yang Rui.

There is only one Nobel Prize a year for a major. It's not something that Chinese cabbage can meet every day.

He met Yang Rui with good luck this time, and found that he has a great chance to win the Nobel Prize. No matter what the problem is, he should keep in touch. What can a competitor count? In the United States or Western European countries, his competitors will have to increase tenfold.

Especially after the crystal structure of G-protein-coupled receptor has been pasted all over his face, Marjorie will salivate when he looks at Yang Rui.

However, his active contacts did not work.

Marjorie decided to change his mind and changed his strategy without hesitation. The next morning, he got on the taxi and went straight to the ion channel Laboratory of Peking University.When he arrived, the breakfast at the ion channel Laboratory of Peking University had just begun. When the master saw the familiar faces of foreigners, he warmly welcomed them.

"Can I have a cake with honey?" Marjorie looked at the food on the table and chose the safest one.

Today's translation is Qin Xiucheng. He got up before dawn and accompanied Marjorie. He was still sleepy. He simply said to the master, "give him a cake and some honey."

"Honey with oil cake? The way the local rich eat. " Master Fu tut tut sighed twice, but it was complete.

Qin Xiucheng was too lazy to say much. He only said in an official tone: "pay attention to the influence when you speak. What should we do when foreign guests hear about it? Do you still think we are fighting against him?"

"It is. Besides, people can't understand Chinese. " The master has been in the ion channel Laboratory for such a long time. He has also met some foreigners and leaders. He doesn't particularly like Qin Xiucheng.

Qin Xiucheng was not happy, but it was not good. He said more and said, "I want steamed stuffed buns and porridge."

"Well, I'd like you to pay me at the end, please." The master pointed to the bottom of the canteen.

Qin Xiucheng's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

Master Fu slapped on the iron spoon and said, "we'll invite foreign guests. There's no reason to treat them all."

"Whatever you want." Qin Xiucheng's mind came up with Yang Rui's humble smile, and suddenly he lost his appetite and sat down on the table angrily.

Marjorie put the oil cake in front of him, soaked it with honey, looked up at Qin Xiucheng and said, "Mr. Qin, can you sit opposite?"

"Yes? Oh, what's the matter? "

"I want to look at the bean curd table." Marjorie pointed behind Qin Xiucheng and said, "you're blocking me."

Qin Xiucheng was a little surprised that he could say the word "bean curd". He nodded foolishly and changed his position. Then he asked, "why do you want to see the table of bean curd?"

"Because Yang Rui often comes to eat bean curd." Someone answered Qin Xiucheng's words in English, slapped down a plate on the table and said, "Marjorie, you are sitting at my table."

Qin Xiucheng looked up in surprise and saw that it was Louisa, a young Norwegian woman from our group. She has Norwegian women's signature blonde hair, deep features, thin and straight nose. In Qin Xiucheng's impression, this is a lady who has knowledge and likes to be quiet.

However, Ms. Louisa, who was usually quiet, was full of anger and said, "Marjorie, do you know that I sit here every day, so I come here early?"

Marjorie opened his eyes wide and said, "what do you mean by sitting here every day? How can I know?"

"Then please get out of the way."

"Why should I get out of my way?" Marjorie's voice was a little hollow.

Louisa chuckled twice and said, "you don't know. You know Yang Rui always sits here when he has bean curd. That's why he comes to grab this table."

"Anyway, I came earlier today. Please take another seat." After all, Marjorie felt guilty and said in a low voice, "I have something to talk about with Mr. Yang Rui."

"Everyone wants to talk to Yang Rui. But Yang Rui only has time to eat. You can try to grab lunch time. " Louisa sat down and said, "please change your seat. This is my regular seat."

"I..." majiaoli didn't know what to do. As soon as he looked up and saw Yang Rui, he hurriedly said, "here, I'll just say a few words, and then I'll leave."

Louisa turned her head and saw Yang Rui coming straight to tofu brain. She could not help but curled her lips and said, "I'll give you three minutes. Anyway, in Yang Rui's eyes, your way of eating waffles is just like garbage."

"Ah?" Marjorie looked at the cakes and honey on his plate, confused.

"Chinese people are very concerned about their food. This is their pride. If you insult their food, you insult their country. As long as you see your plate, Yang Rui won't give you a good face." Louisa used her new eight handed knowledge to attack Marjorie.

Marjorie frowned, looked at Qin Xiucheng and asked, "is that so?"

"Probably..." Qin Xiucheng hesitated and didn't know how to answer, so he used maybe as the first sentence.

However, without waiting for Qin Xiucheng's "may" sentence to take shape, Marjorie has made up his mind.

Yang Rui is just around the corner. It's time to make a choice.

Marjorie grabs a cake bigger than his palm and shoves it into his mouth without hesitation.He ate so fast that Qin xiuchenggen couldn't stop him.

There seems to be no way to stop it.

More than ten seconds at most, the big cake was swallowed by Marjorie. He didn't even chew it.

Qin Xiucheng was stunned, and Louisa did a throat stuffing action. She said with admiration: "your skill is very good. Don't you want to vomit at all? So deep... "

Small theater:

The tattooed patnos looked dully at the table in front of him and said in a low voice, "godfather, I really... Er, I really can't do it."

Godfather: patnos, do you know what Chinese people care about most?

Patnos: godfather, it's their food.

Godfather: Yes, Chinese people care about their food. This is their pride. If you insult their food, you insult their country. If you insult their country, can you still learn the essence of PCR?

Patnos: I'm wrong, but godfather, I don't even eat tripe.

Godfather: there is no tripe here.

Patnos: and I don't eat beef castles.

Godfather: there are no cattle here.

Patnos looked at the head of the white water sheep, the head of the white water pig and the head of the white water buffalo on the table, and fell into deep despair. He was even more afraid of the trip to China.

The godfather spoke with encouragement: patnos, do you remember you killed the teddell Gang alone? You are not afraid of submachine guns. Are you still afraid of the food.

Patnos: I'm not afraid of

Godfather: Yes, don't be afraid, you should learn to taste delicious food

Patnos: Yes

Godfather: finish them

Patnos cried: Godfather... Can you sprinkle a little salt

Godfather: Chinese people like light taste.

Patnos holding the sheep's head, while gnawing while staring, constantly doubting life: why is this light taste?