During the time of being elected as a member of the GMP committee, Yang Rui was about to write a book.

When doing academics, the first choice to solve problems is often to publish books. Compared with speeches, papers or any other form of information transmission, the book is the most persuasive.

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

Papers are usually used to explain a problem or a set of problems, but if you want to explain a series of problems, you often need to have a book-like space.

Regarding drug issues, they are naturally long and chain issues.

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

Yang Rui was different. Even if he didn't consider the information in his mind, he was also the one with the most contact with the pharmaceutical industry chain in China. Because he did deferrosterone, it was equivalent to being exposed to the upstream of the pharmaceutical industry. He did PCR, and also came into contact with instruments and equipment manufacturing, and the three production processes of Coenzyme Q10, which made him come into contact with a long production line.

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

And domestic pharmaceutical factories now need sales.

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

Such a background makes Yang Rui almost a natural result of publishing books.

In fact, when Yang Rui considered this issue, he was shocked. He didn't expect that so many of his work in the field of medicine over the past two years had involved in the field of medicine.

This may also be the influence of Yang Rui in later generations. Science is ultimately for human beings. The more directly it involves human projects, the more attention it will be. When Yang Rui was studying for a graduate school, the atmosphere in the circle he came into contact with was inseparable from biomedicine, and the work Yang Rui did was inevitably to touch the edge.

However, doing research is a more willful thing. The higher the scholar, the more this is the case. Because the world is willful, and the field of natural science is even more willful. If you discover what phenomena you find, use the knowledge you have mastered to analyze. What results will be the result, and you cannot do what I want.

Is it really because the legendary cross-field scholars have been determined to be cross-field scholars since childhood? How is that possible! Hitler still wanted to be a painter, but in the end he could only plunder all the famous paintings in the occupied areas to realize his dreams.

Most of the scholars across fields have to cross fields just because their experimental data is cross-field. How tiring it is to learn a new subject. No scholar is willing to devote a lot of time and energy to a subject that may never be used in the future. They just encounter problems in related fields, so they rely on their super learning ability to force the field to cross fields.

Of course, there are also some scholars who are legendary compound talents. When they are studying, they read a lot of certificates. Physics, chemistry and mathematics are comprehensively developed. When considering problems, they naturally cross the fields. When evaluating such scholars, they can only say that they are really willful!

It has always been not difficult for Yang Rui to write books. The key question is what kind of book to write.

In the next two days, Yang Rui simply lay in bed without going out, thinking about this issue.

Thinking can also be understood as sleep replenishment. The by-election of the GMP committee still consumed some of his energy. The laboratory work is not easy, and now it really needs to return blood.

evening.

Jing Yulan brought a small bun and went home. She found Yang Rui lying on the sofa again and was sleeping soundly. She couldn't help but feel a little strange.

In her impression, Yang Rui has always been busy, and it is still very common to see her sleep for two consecutive days.

After thinking about it, Jing Yulan did not wake up Yang Rui. She closed the door lightly, threw off her shoes, and put the ingredients in the refrigerator, leaving only a few cut ribs in the casserole, and stewed them.

After cooking the ribs, Jing Yulan went into the room to change clothes. She wanted to take a shower, but when she thought about Yang Rui was outside, she gave up, so she took a book, sat on the balcony, and waited for time while reading.

Reading is a very pleasant thing. Jing Yulan watched it and forgot the time.

As the sun sets and the balcony is not light enough, Jing Yulan is shocked and quickly closes the book and prepares to look at the ribs cooked in the kitchen.

Turning around, she saw Yang Rui sitting up at some point, holding a book on the sofa in the living room, hearing the sound, and lifting his head up.

Confronting Yang Rui's eyes, Jing Yulan felt inexplicably in a good mood and asked, "Get up."

"Yeah, I'm full of sleep." Yang Rui replied softly, and said, "I smelled the fragrance and turned off the casserole and it should be almost done."

"I forgot it all." Jing Yulan stuck out her tongue and trotted into the kitchen. When she found that everything was normal, she breathed a light sigh and said with a smile: "I was confused when I read the book."

"This is not called confusion, it's just reading books." Yang Rui recalled the beautiful scenery of the balcony just now and said: "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see the southern mountains in a leisurely manner. The mountain atmosphere is beautiful day and night, and the birds return together."

Jing Yulan's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she finished reading the remaining poem: "There is true meaning in this, and I have forgotten my words if I want to distinguish it. You like Tao Yuanming."

In his heart, Jing Yulan still has a little literary and artistic sentiment.

Of course, people nowadays have it.

At this time, Yang Rui naturally had to cooperate and could not say "I just remember this poem." After thinking about it, Yang Rui changed his angle and said to the truth: "I just saw you studying on the balcony, and my first feeling was this."

Jing Yulan blushed and said, "Looking at the balcony, how could she see Nanshan?"

"I saw you and wanted to learn from Tao Yuanming to retire." Yang Rui smoothly said the praise.

As a girl who likes literature and art, this sentence is very lethal, and Jing Yulan's face is even more blushing.

"I'll go and see the fire." Jing Yulan hurried into the kitchen in panic.

Yang Rui knew that she was thin-skinned and did not chase her. She turned on the TV and put it on CCTV to watch the news.

After a while, the dishes were on the table.

When Jing Yulan came out again, she was calm and calm. She glanced at Yang Rui with beautiful eyes and said, "Come and have a meal. Yesterday, you saw that you had a bad appetite, so I cooked soup specially today. If I learnt from Tao Yuanming, I don't know where to buy pork ribs."

"In ancient times, the wealthy families raised their own pigs." Yang Rui made a move and smiled: "At that time, we will kill a pig when we want to eat pork ribs, and then kill a pig when we want to eat elbows, and even a pig when we want to eat braised pork."

"I can't finish killing a pig."

"There are many children at home." Yang Rui looked at Jing Yulan and smiled.

Jing Yulan was completely unable to resist and looked at Yang Rui teasing him in amazement.

"Come on, have some soup. Is there a bad appetite?" Yang Rui smiled and scooped the soup for Jing Yulan.

Jing Yulan lowered her head and drank half a bowl of soup. Suddenly she remembered what she cared about when she entered the door and asked, "Have you happened recently? You have been sleeping at home for two days."

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

Jing Yulan was surprised: "You want to write a book again?"

"Well, I am the youngest in the GMP committee, and I am a student, or by-election. If I want to play a role, it is more convincing to write a book." Yang Rui said straight away his thoughts and did not feel that there is any need to hide them.

Jing Yulan also works in college. She knows how difficult it is to write a monograph, so she can't help but shake her head: "Even if you can write it, it's not enough to quench your thirst."

"No, if I write it more simply, I think a few weeks will be enough. If I write it more difficult, it should not exceed two months." Yang Rui estimated a generous time.

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

“I haven’t written this book for long.”

Only then did Jing Yulan realize that Yang Rui had already written a book.

She glanced at Yang Rui deeply with a special expression.

Yang Rui asked: "What's wrong? I think I'm talking big?"

"No, I just didn't expect that the students who asked me to study English at the beginning would grow so well at once." Jing Yulan was quite moved. Whether at Peking University or the Peking Normal University where she was, scholars often spend ten years to complete a monograph. The so-called writing is an extremely rare thing, and many people even 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 laughed twice and refused to answer this.

After a moment, Jing Yulan asked: "What is the difference between what you said simply and the more difficult ones? If it takes two months, it seems that it is more important to write better."

"Simplicity does not necessarily mean it is not important." Yang Rui shrugged and said, "If you write it more simply, you can write it step by step. You can also write one this month and one next month, and the application scope will be broader."

Jing Yulan rolled her eyes when she heard this, but it was surprisingly a little cute.

The idea of ​​"pure teacher cute photo.zip" inexplicably rose in Yang Rui's mind.

"If it weren't for you, I would definitely brag about the other party." Jing Yulan shook her head and said, "I heard you said it's pretty good, so write it simply."

"From short-term goals, it is good to write simpler. But you know, the more applicable things, the lower the long-term value may be. To be honest, it is not enough to have a style." Yang Rui spread his hands and said, "This is my second book. If it is made particularly applicable or too simple at once, it will be detrimental to survive in a circle like the committee."

"So complicated." Jing Yulan used an encouraging tone.

"Yes, everything is hard to have the best of both worlds." Yang Rui sighed.

Jing Yulan's heart moved and said with a smile: "Then it will take two months and weeks to write two books."

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

Seeing that he was thinking seriously, Jing Yulan couldn't help but panic: "I said it casually..."
Chapter completed!