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Those who disagreed had many reasons.

An Yan was too young, having only just reached adulthood this year, and could not afford this award.

Even if the new concept could be proven correct, it might not have a significant impact on the entire pharmaceutical industry, let alone on the development of humanity.

No one has received a special achievement award in nearly 300 years, and it would be rash to give it to a teenager.

Although the impact of this incident was significant, he had made no other contributions, and it would be a joke to give out a major award for such an event.

And so on and so forth.

It was difficult to reach a consensus, and there was a heated debate at the evaluation meeting. It was so heated that they would have fought if it hadn't been for their status.

After a heated debate, the side that supported An Yan for the Special Achievement Award won by a very narrow margin.

But the other side didn't give up their final struggle. They proposed that the award must wait until the next Interstellar Conference before it is presented to An Yan.

The next conference will not be held until February of next year, a gap of four months.

The reason was that since the award was for a special achievement, it should be presented at the most representative interstellar conference in order to make it more meaningful.

The four months would also test the impact of An Yan's new concept on the pharmaceutical industry as well as humanity as a whole.

Although four months was a long period of time, the supporters agreed to this arrangement. They had already got the final victory and had great confidence in An Yan's new concept.

However, while they agreed, An Yan, who was the party in question, might be dissatisfied.

It was for this reason that the president invited An Yan over to consult with him on this matter.

The president had done his preparations beforehand, but he was inexplicably guilty when he faced An Yan.

He might not have felt this way if it was anyone else. After all, it was not his decision and he was merely informing the other party.

But An Yan's clear and sincere eyes, coupled with his tolerance and understanding of the Institute, made the president’s heart hollow: "Ahem, I know this matter may be ...... difficult for you."

"It’s okay." An Yan interrupted the president before he could finish his words.

His tone sounded very calm, neither complaining about the decision nor feeling the slightest bit lost, as if it was a perfectly normal thing.

The president, however, was not surprised in the least, as An Yan always had such an attitude.

Whether it was when he was confronted with the leaking of his thesis, or when he was informed that he was about to become an academician, or even won a special achievement award, his attitude was always so calm.

It was as if he was not facing things he should be angry or happy about, but ordinary and trivial matters that had nothing to do with him.

The president even wanted to ask why he had acted so calmly.   

Just when the president was in a mixed mood and hesitating on asking, a sudden knock came on the door of his office.

A familiar voice came from the door: "President, I have something important to report to you. May I come in?"

The president immediately put away all his mixed emotions and spoke calmly, "Come in."

The door to the office was immediately pushed open, and a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked in with a serious expression. He seemed surprised to see An Yan sitting on the sofa: "May I ask who this is?"

An Yan took the initiative to stand up and introduce himself, "Hello, my name is An Yan."

An Yan was about to say goodbye to the president in order not to disturb them when he heard the middle-aged man exclaim, "So you are An Yan! I read that paper you wrote before and it is indeed very wonderful. It has unique insights and it is truly admirable!"

An Yan couldn't ask to leave directly after receiving such a warm attitude, so he politely said, "You are very kind."

The middle-aged man directly ignored the president and said to An Yan, with even more enthusiasm, "What I said was the truth. You are too modest. By the way, I am a member of the research group and I have conducted many experiments with the new concept. However, I encountered some problems in the process. May I ask you for advice? "

The president now understood that this person was not here to report to him, he was simply here for An Yan.

An Yan's face was full of confusion, and the president was about to say something when he heard another knock on the office door.

This time, the person who came didn't even wait to be invited before he pushed the door open directly and then said, in mock surprise, "Old Li, why are you here? Who is this boy? "

The middle-aged man called "Old Li" immediately raised his eyebrows and stood next to An Yan, "Go, go, go, I was here first. Don't try to cut me off, Old Sun."

Old Sun walked in with a smile as if he hadn't heard this, "Look at you, I have something serious to report to the president. Oh..... you are An Yan, right? I have carefully studied the paper you wrote before, but there are a few things I didn’t understand. Can you please help me answer them? "

President: "..." Am I still the president in your eyes!

Old Li: "......" Can you disguise your motives a bit better?

An Yan was still a little confused about the situation and subconsciously replied, "Of course."

Old Sun was instantly happy and talked with enthusiasm, "Then let's not disturb the president. Let's talk in my office. "

Old Li was immediately upset: "Don’t you know about first come, first served? I came here first to ask questions. How can you drag him away? "

Old Sun was not to be outdone: "An Yan has already promised me. How can you still want to rob me?"

Old Li argued, "It's obvious that you're the one who disobeyed the rules and cut in line maliciously. Besides, he didn't refuse me just now!"

An Yan listened with a dumbfounded and somewhat embarrassed look on his face, not knowing what to do in response.

The president’s face was dark and his head was hurting from all the noise: "Can you stop arguing? What's the point of you bickering like this? "

Both of them shut up, and the president turned to An Yan, "They did some research that damaged their brains, but they don't mean any harm. I hope you won't take it personally. "

Old Sun & Old Li: "..." What do you mean by research causing brain damage?

An Yan immediately shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I'm actually very happy that they are willing to discuss thesis-related issues with me." 

He was really not averse to discussing these issues. After all, the fact that someone was willing to discuss the thesis with him was proof of its value from their side.

He was only confused because of these two people's enthusiastic attitudes and the way they spoke.

Old Li and Old Sun were pleasantly surprised and said in unison, "That's really great!"

After saying that, they glared at each other.

An Yan looked at the two in amusement and took the initiative to ask the president, "Is it okay to discuss with them?"

The president sighed, "Of course it’s fine if you don't mind."

An Yan made his attitude clear: "I really don't mind and am happy to do so."

Old Li immediately said, "Then I'll go first!"

Old Sun hurriedly followed, "An Yan already promised me!"

Seeing that the two were about to argue again, the president frowned and waved his hand, "It's just the two of you. It doesn't make any difference who goes first or who comes second; what's the point of arguing? "

As soon as his words left his mouth, they saw a head peeking in quietly, "President, can I come in third?"

Then someone behind him said in a hushed voice, "None of us are in yet, so why are you the third one? If you’re third, then should I be fourth. " 

“You've just jumped the queue! You don't have a right!"

The Institute’s president: "...." Can't these people save him the trouble!

The president finally had no choice but to arrange a seminar meeting with a stern face.

Of course, this seminar was equivalent to asking An Yan to help answer questions and solve problems, so it would not be free of charge.

An Yan did not want to accept the offer at first, but the president insisted and everyone persuaded him. The payment was finally set at 50,000 star coins.

Fifty thousand star coins was really nothing to the current An Yan, and the president was also aware of this, but An Yan would not agree if they continued to increase the money upwards,  and for another, even he, as the Institute’s president, had to go through a process when using more than a certain amount of money.

This seminar officially started soon after the remuneration was set.

The president had to arrange a large conference hall because of the large number of participants, and An Yan was placed in the main seat.

Being able to join the Institute of Body Potions meant they all had a great deal of knowledge and experience. It was no exaggeration to say that everyone here was basically a big shot whose name could shake the industry.

Now, the big shots were all seated with their note-taking tools in front of them. Their eyes were full of expectation and admiration as they looked at the 18-year-old boy who had just entered the college less than six months ago.

People’s jaws would have dropped had they seen this scene, but An Yan, who was the target of the stares, didn't feel too nervous. He even took the initiative to say, "You can raise any questions about the thesis and I will try my best to answer them."