I don't know if it's psychological effect. After burning incense and worshiping Buddha, Li Zhengyi always felt that the experiment of this group became smooth again.

Other groups do comparative experiments, often to do a 5678 times, this group often two or three times to get a conclusion. Occasionally, the experimental dog drops the wrong reagent, and the result shows that the experimental effect is good.

However, after this kind of occasional frequent to twice a week, Li Zhengyi could not help but go to the censer to burn three more incense at noon.

In fact, in the laboratory, the wrong reagents or wrong order are more frequent than normal people think.

It can even be said that a slightly more complicated experiment is completely correct only once in a while, while those failed experiments can hardly be regarded as ideal if they want to achieve something like the legendary one. It's almost like a dream.

However, in the Gu Qiang group, this happens from time to time.

Gu Qiang doesn't have any special feeling. When he does experiments seriously, it's always so easy.

Moreover, the progress of Wang Liangcai's group is very fast. It seems that he is about to catch up with his group. It's a luxury for Gu Qiang to celebrate or be happy.

In the laboratory, Yang Rui is the one who can really have a little leisure to celebrate.

He doesn't have to do it by himself. The newly created experimental technology runs well. Each group is chasing each other, and the progress is extremely fast. As the person in charge, Yang Rui is naturally relaxed.

Although the project of sheep cloning can't be compared with the Manhattan Project, it's also the most powerful project in biology. It's exhausting to host such a project and control the direction. Coupled with the independent "development" of new experimental technology, Yang Rui thinks he should have a good rest.

At two o'clock on Sunday afternoon, Yang Rui said hello to everyone and went home from work ahead of time.

Wang Liangcai, Gu Qiang and others have no idea, but a few coolie experimental dogs are envious of the director's free will. They leave work at two o'clock. How relaxed it must be.

Compared with the pleasure researchers get from the progress of the experiment, the life of coolie experimental dog is more boring, which is basically equivalent to the working class in the laboratory, with the most labor and the lowest sense of achievement.

As for the highest sense of achievement, naturally, it is the person in charge of the laboratory.

Having its own laboratory is the lifelong pursuit of scholars, and it is also an unparalleled sense of achievement.

Not everyone has the opportunity to explore nature and achieve the future.

"Yang Rui is back." Yang Rui opened the door with the key and heard the excited cry of the children inside.

Yang Rui's brain turned, his face was smiling and he cried, "is it Xiao Lu?"

Xiaolu, the daughter of Zhao Ping, Jing Yulan's cousin, studies in the primary school attached to Beijing Normal University. After Jing Yulan returned to the capital, he and his cousin often walked around, and they would meet from time to time.

Hearing Yang Rui's reply, Xiao Lu gives up the snacks on the table without hesitation, rushes to the door and pours into Yang Rui's arms.

"Be careful not to trip over the stone." Yang Rui said to return to say, or quickly will small dew to catch.

"Mom said you didn't come back until evening. I don't believe it. They just like to cheat children." Xiaolu is very cute. She has sharp tiger teeth. She speaks a little slowly but clearly.

Yang Rui put Xiaolu on the ground with a smile and said, "your mother didn't cheat you. I left work early today."

"Have you eaten yet?" Jing Yulan came out of it.

"It's made by chef Yu." Yang Rui greets Zhao Ping again, and then he takes off his coat and scarf.

Although I live in a courtyard, in winter, in order to keep warm, the courtyard in the middle of the room can be closed with glass, which is a bit like a greenhouse. I need to control the ventilation.

For future generations, it will cost ten or two million yuan just to decorate the ceiling of such a courtyard, and it will be more expensive to make it into an electric one, and the cost is mostly in labor. 80's labor is very cheap, but there is no professional decoration company.

The capital construction company Yang Rui came to work for countless strange buildings in the city. The technology is good and cheap. Although he doesn't do private decoration, it's an exception for Yang Rui.

"What I like most is your yard. It's ventilated in summer and warm in winter. There are so many yards in Laobei @ Beijing, which are much bigger and more neat. If you can think of a yard, it's your house." Zhao Ping said and praised a: "worthy of culture, is smart."

Yang Rui said with a dumb smile: "it has nothing to do with us. Other people's engineers have come up with a plan."

"Yulan said it. You put it forward. If you don't say it, other engineers will never think of doing it." Zhao Ping is flattering.Yang Rui took two puffs from the corner of his mouth, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Last time, my cousin Comrade Zhao Ping had such a good attitude. Why? It seems to be to promote their bank's loan task.

80 Banks in the s are like this. Every month, there are all kinds of tasks. The higher authorities press the lower authorities to throw them out, regardless of whether you can complete them or not. Naturally, what you can complete will be rewarded, but what you can't complete will be miserable. There are all kinds of people who are forced to work overtime by deducting bonus and salary.

Because of this, banks before 2000 were not particularly good units, and those with a little background at home were usually reluctant to go.

Other units ask for help once or twice. They have to ask for help every month in the bank. Who can stand it.

But the business in the bank often involves huge numbers, which is not something that ordinary small relationships can play with.

At this time, Xiaolu is bored, dragging Yang Rui's clothes, shouting: "Yang Rui, let's play."

"What are you playing with?" Yang Rui took the opportunity to squat down to coax the child.

Xiao Lu blinked her big black eyes and said, "whatever you want to play, Yang Rui, let's play without them."

Zhao Ping said: "don't call Yang Rui, call uncle."

"No." Xiaolu shook her head firmly and said, "Yang Rui."

Zhao Ping helpless smile, embarrassed way: "this guy, go to other people ignore people, don't know why, love stick to your home Yang Rui."

No matter what her mother said, Xiao Lu just tugged at Yang Rui's clothes.

In the words of later generations, this little spot in front of us is a real face control.

She likes good-looking little brothers and sisters, but naturally she is too lazy to pay attention to those who are not good-looking.

Yang Rui just came out of the siege and said nothing to Zhao Ping, so he took Xiao Lu to the kitchen to look for food.

Anyway, as long as the little guy follows him, he will be very happy. He doesn't care what he does.

Two people with a few cold dishes, Yang Rui in the middle of the yard, put the tea, delicious drink up.

He has enough Pu'er tea to drink for hundreds of years.

If biotechnology could grow to this level at that time.

"Xiaolu, don't you have homework to ask your uncle?" After chatting with Jing Yulan in the room for a while, Zhao Ping comes out again.

"I want to ask again in the evening," she said

"I'll go back in the evening. Ask quickly." Zhao Ping gives Xiaolu her exercise book.

Yang Rui even more strange, said: "there are homework to ask me."

"You wrote it." Xiaolu said, turning to the back page and giving it to Yang Rui.

At the head of the exercise book is a reading comprehension: the discovery story of Nobel Prize winner Yang Rui.

Yang Rui's expression suddenly embarrassed, what "you write", this is "write your".

Yang Rui is still a little curious about how to write his own words in primary school students' reading comprehension.

So I followed the article and read on.

But it's the story of the discovery of PCR in the eighteen plates of mountain road that Yang Rui made up for reporters

There are not many words in reading comprehension, but there are many problems behind it.

Xiaolu stares at Yang Rui. When she's finished, she points to two people and smiles.

Yang Rui understood. He could only follow the article and point it out to Xiao Lu, saying: "it's because he is diligent in thinking and thinks about this problem every day, so he suddenly thought of it."

"Is that so?" Xiaolu looks up at Yang Rui.

"Some people do," Yang said

"Are you?" Xiaolu continues to ask.

Yang Rui grew up in the age when chicken soup was poisonous. He was asked by a little girl and said, "No

"How do you think of it?"

"Mainly because I'm smart."

Xiaolu nodded with approval, obviously more convinced of the answer, and immediately wrote it under the question.

The three adults were a little stunned, but they didn't stop her.