Peking University was very prepared for the arrival of Dalbeco.

The name of the Nobel Prize is still very intimidating. In China, no matter whether the Turing Prize winners, Fields Medal or Prize winners are coming, the media has to add a sentence afterwards: Nobel Prize in computer industry, Nobel Prize in mathematics industry, and Nobel Prize in media industry...

But there is no need to say more about the pure Nobel Prize, the Nobel Prize is the Nobel Prize.

The world's various honors and awards are comparable to the Nobel Prize in terms of popularity, namely the Oscars. However, as a natural science award, the former is many times more qualified. For bureaucrats from all over the world, the treatment that Nobel Prize winners and Oscar winners deserve is also different.

Now, after confirming the end of Dalbeco, Peking University has hung a red banner on campus that "Warm welcomes Nobel Prize winner Professor Dalbeco to our school". If the Oscar winner comes, it would be nice to hang a few in the auditorium. If there are too many hangings, maybe the media will make a trick.

As for the common red banners in the school that were commonly known as "warmly welcome our student Yang Rui to receive the Nobel Prize nomination" some time ago, they were also covered up, and some banners were directly transformed.

Despite this, Yang Rui returned to the dormitory and was watched like a giant panda.

Today's students are not as reserved as later generations. The enthusiasm and unrestrainedness of students in the 1980s in reality are just like the enthusiasm and unrestrainedness of students in the Internet.

Just a few years ago, the previous generation of young people started a nationwide connection, and students from one train after another were wandering around the country just to liberate all mankind.

Among the students today, fewer people want to liberate all mankind, but there are still many students who care about honor and food coupons for poetry and far away.

Before Yang Rui could enter the dormitory building, someone followed him.

Everyone looked at Yang Rui with curious expressions, and some people said to the people next to them: "Look, the people who have been on TV are different and their temperaments are different."

“Where are the different temperaments?”

"Temperament is something that cannot be said, do you understand?"

When we arrived at the second floor, more people knew Yang Rui. Several naked boys were about to take a shower. Now they saw that Yang Rui stopped washing, and stepped forward with a basin and followed him in.

In a while, Yang Rui's dormitory was crowded.

"Brothers, I'm sorry." Yang Rui bowed to several roommates in the dormitory.

Dong Zhicheng, who seemed to sleep in the upper bunk forever, stuck his head out and smiled and said, "It's nothing, I guess you're going to gather when you come back."

"Don't say that I'm like making trouble." Yang Rui deliberately made a relaxed look, looked around and said, "Why do I think I'm like a giant panda?"

When he said this, everyone laughed and the atmosphere suddenly became warm.

"The giant panda is not the same, the golden monkey is almost the same." A boy who was protecting the lower body with a towel shouted happily.

Someone who couldn't squeeze in at the door shouted loudly: "Get out of the way, let me touch the Nobel Prize nominee."

"I'm talking, I'll touch it first."

“The meat is quite solid.”

"In our hometown, people need to ask for a special person to kill such pigs during the Chinese New Year. Otherwise, it will be a trivial matter if you can't receive blood, and you will run around the village. If you don't do it well, something will happen."

The few people standing around Yang Rui started to touch him with a laugh.

Yang Rui slapped her hands without hesitation, making the room slap, but there were always boring people coming up to pinch it.

"If it's a girl, let's not forget it, what are you trying to do?" Yang Rui shouted twice, always feeling that the way his dormitory building was opened was wrong.

The classmates around him stopped and shouted that Yang Rui would treat him.

Yang Rui was not afraid of treating him. He simply took out his pocket, took out more than a hundred dollars, raised it and said, "In this way, the dormitory can't be opened. Let's go to the lake to drink, and there is enough peanuts and Lao Bai's trunk."

The classmates around him suddenly cheered.

Nowadays, students are generally precocious, and with the relationship between repeating their studies and late schooling, Yang Rui's classmates are basically over 20 years old. In contrast, their peers who have not been to college have entered society for three or five years. Therefore, alcoholic beverages are very popular on campus today.

Li Bai was drunk with a hundred poems, even in order to pursue his poetry dreams and the distance, everyone would find ways to get himself drunk.

When Yang Rui first entered the university, he attended a cocktail party. This time, he invited someone to buy a lot of liquor without hesitation.

A group of people walked out of the dormitory building in a mighty manner and arrived at the shore of Weiming Lake. Without Yang Rui's organization, they scattered and started to make a fuss.

When the students who bought wine came back, it was like a big party, with people joining, some leaving, some singing loudly, some dancing aloud, and some dancing gracefully. Looking around, it turned out like a group of demons dancing around.

As for Yang Rui, although there were people around him who kept saying hello and everyone knew him, the treatment of the stars as if they were the moon was no longer there.

Yang Rui naturally breathed a sigh of relief, but he was a little worried. It was his classmates, the students who were dancing in front of him who would have more than double-digit officials, important ministers of ministries and commissions, and even more unknown to the mainstay of the court and the country...

Just look at this carnival scene, who can imagine it?

Suddenly, Yang Rui felt like sitting on a flower boat in the Qinhuai River and watching the students in Jinling. The strong feelings of worrying about the country unique to the madam from the bottom of society were flying freely above the campus.

It was getting dark soon.

The students in the carnival were reluctant to leave, so they got a few large oil barrels from somewhere, stuffed them with thick wood, poured them on them with kerosene, and ignited them like a bonfire.

Yang Rui was also slightly drunk and danced a group dance around the bonfire with his classmates.

"Yang Rui, congratulations." As he jumped, Bai Ling came to Yang Rui and jumped up with him.

The recorder with two speakers emits music with a strong sense of rhythm, which makes everyone shake their bodies involuntarily.

Yang Rui saw Bai Ling wearing a white turtleneck sweater through the dim firelight, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Thank you, long time no see."

"Where have you been going when you are not in school?" Bai Ling asked Yang Rui while dancing to the rhythm.

Because of music, Bai Ling put one hand on Yang Rui's shoulder and leaned closer to him and spoke.

Yang Rui's ears were itchy, and his heart was inexplicably itchy.

"I went back to my hometown and wanted to build a factory there." When Yang Rui spoke, he also leaned towards Bai Ling's side. His nose seemed to touch the ends of her hair, and itched even more.

"You are so free in school. You can come whenever you want, and leave whenever you want, and the teacher doesn't care." Bai Ling flattened her mouth, and while speaking, she was also dancing.

She was able to be a cultural and entertainment committee member in the class because of her dancing skills since childhood. She listened to music without any effort to make the group dance graceful.

Yang Rui unconsciously recalled the youth dance movies he had watched in later generations.

"You want to build a factory in your hometown, what factory is it?" Bai Ling's breath came sweetly.

Yang Rui said: "Pharmaceutical Factory."

“Is it related to your research?”

“Some relationship.”

"Is it a Nobel Prize nomination research?"

"That's not."

The two of them had a chat without a word, and accompanied by the passionate music, they felt extremely relaxed.

"Can you tell me about your research? I want to hear it." Bai Ling pulled Yang Rui and came to a place slightly farther from the bonfire, with curiosity on her face.

Yang Rui felt aroused and thought to himself: Tell Bai Ling the story he had prepared and listen to the feedback.

After sorting out his thoughts for a little while, Yang Rui asked with a smile: "I really want to hear it? My story is a bit long."

"I want to hear it, it's OK." Bai Ling simply pulled Yang Rui and stopped, then took off a marching pot from her waist, and said, "Take a sip."

Yang Rui unscrewed the lid and smelled it, it turned out to be Gao Lie’s white wine.

This temporary lakeside big PARTY provides a lot of wine, but there is no container. The students show their own abilities. Yang Rui couldn't help but raise his thumbs up: "You really have it."

"Tell me your story."

"Let's talk about PCR first, this starts with the winding mountain road..." Yang Rui completely used a story-telling tone, and rehearsed in front of the mirror, which quickly attracted the students around him.
Chapter completed!