The sky in Beijing in 1985 was pitch black and clear.

The stars are the same profound and romance for ordinary people and scientists.

Just like a woman, it is the same esoteric and romance for ordinary people and scientists.

Yang Rui felt that he had said the wrong thing, and he tried hard to simulate the remedial plan in his mind...

As for Jing Yulan, she stared at Yang Rui with bright eyes, blushing as if she was having a fever, but she lowered her head like a little woman.

Jing Yulan has always been gentle and generous - gentle as water, and generous. Her personality makes her not very strong, and her knowledge prevents her from falling into a state of at a loss because of social customs.

Jing Yulan did not wait for Yang Rui's remedy plan, but said softly: "It's so late, how can I stay here?"

Rejected!

Obviously, although Yang Rui knew that there would be such an answer as soon as he spoke, as a man, Yang Rui still couldn't help but look forward to it.

It’s like walking on the street and seeing the moving back, you will inevitably fantasize about how to catch up, or you will walk up and catch up, challenging the single-digit success rate.

Just like a young man with a strong spirit, seeing a young and beautiful female teacher wearing a slender skirt covering her knees, only revealing her white calves, moving her lotus steps and walking onto the podium, she can't help but fantasize about indecent shots, or simply writing a love letter and hesitating whether to send it for the rest of her life.

Yang Rui wandered back and forth between the brink of reason and emotion for a long time.

A cool breeze woke him up.

Yang Rui calmed down and looked at Jing Yulan's smooth face again. He suddenly realized that Jing Yulan was not angry.

If you are angry, you usually leave in anger or something.

Since I haven't left...

If you don’t leave, is it considered a rejection?

Maybe he was confused?

Maybe, not that angry?

Yang Rui looked at Jing Yulan as if he was looking at a set of high-dimensional complex functions.

>He wanted to solve this function, but he didn't know where to start.

Jing Yulan looked at Yang Rui's confused and worried expression, and couldn't help but silently raised the corners of her mouth.

Yang Rui is nearly 1.9 meters tall. He grew up in Xizhaizi Township. His physical fitness was already good. In recent years, he has deliberately supplemented nutrition and exercise. When he stood straight ahead, he gave people a sense of cheerfulness like a soldier in the national flag class.

His facial features are also brisk. In the description of the old people in the past, it is horizontal and vertical. In the description of the more ritualized language, it is strong and hard.

Jing Yulan has not read several fashion magazines, but she is sure that there are very few stars in Europe, America, Japan, Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan who are more attractive than Yang Rui's facial features and figure.

Jing Yulan's major is English, and she has seen many movies and photos under the name of "internal information".

Jing Yulan looked at Yang Rui seriously. The men in front of her rarely showed a confused and worried expression. Confusion and worry are even rarer.

A few seconds later, Yang Rui finally noticed Jing Yulan's rising mouth that had not yet been hidden.

"Would it be too cold?" Yang Rui felt very happy, took off his short coat and gently draped it on Jing Yulan.

Jing Yulan trembled for a moment and couldn't help but smile.

"Let's go in." Yang Rui held Jing Yulan, turned around and closed the balcony door, and pulled up the curtains.

The moment the curtains closed, Yang Rui clearly felt that his English teacher was relieved.

"Just like we used to teach me English, and you can rest when you are tired." Yang Rui poured a cup of hot tea for Jing Yulan, and then put the remaining goose meat into the refrigerator.

There is another way to eat cold goose meat, which is quite good. In general, delicious food will never be wasted.

However, it is not the time to care about food.

When Yang Rui returned to Jing Yulan, his mood had returned from excitement to calmness - he just calmed down, but it was enough for Yang Rui to think about the problem normally.

"I will continue to do the topic, and then you can have some tea and rest for a while." Yang Rui took out the notebook and H and sat in front of the coffee table, becoming busy.

Although Jing Yulan did not answer his question several times, she gradually became more relaxed.

Yang Rui gradually fell into deep thought.

The core of the "National High-Tech Research and Development Plan" is a development plan, and the plan must be forward-looking. On the other hand, projects that are too forward-looking and lack reality are difficult to survive.

China is not a country with abundant scientific research resources. In fact, no country on the earth has abundant scientific research resources, which can take into account both forward-looking and realistic.

Therefore, if you want to design a public expenditure plan, the requirement of continuity is very important. To put it simply, the best plan is to have a development plan and immediately see results. Moreover, with the investment of resources and the continuation of time, you can have better growth potential.

Of course, such a perfect plan usually does not exist, so the designer's work needs to decide which direction to be in.

It is naturally not possible to consider scientific research projects that can play a role within three months, but if they only play a role in thirty years, China may not be able to wait.

Taking into account the scientific value and the scientific research level of the Chinese biological industry responsible for actual operations, there are really not many choices left for Yang Rui.

Yang Rui took out the original 863 plan, modified it, and then changed it.

If you want to meet Mr. Qiao, you have to convince Academician Zhu to adopt his plan. Academician Zhu must adopt Yang Rui's plan. This plan must be very amazing.

Yang Rui is qualified to produce a biology development outline, which is his duty, or any professor-level scholar is qualified to write such a plan.

However, it is not easy to convince Academician Zhu to adopt, not to say that it is the full text or partial adoption.

Because writing an industry development outline is itself an honor and a manifestation of qualifications.

Yang Rui is not qualified to be exclusive.

Therefore, in this work, Yang Rui is on the same starting line as others, at least not too far apart.

Fortunately, after each 863 development outline, it must summarize the past and look forward to the future, which has reduced Yang Rui's lot of work.

It didn't take long for Yang Rui to sort out his ideas.

When I turned around, I saw Jing Yulan curled up her legs and leaning comfortably on the sofa, reading and reading intently.

"What are you looking at?" Yang Rui closed his notepad.

"Hey, have you finished your work?" Jing Yulan did not answer immediately.

Yang Rui nodded and said, "I will do the rest tomorrow."

"You don't have to worry about me, it feels good." Jing Yulan smiled slightly, sat up a little, and said, "I'm watching last year's collection of "Contemporary"."

"Oh, are there any good works?" Yang Rui moved a small stool and sat next to Jing Yulan, only a handrail distance from her.

"I've just started watching." Jing Yulan smelled Yang Rui's breath, and her voice couldn't help but lowered a little, but her voice became more rounded.

"Look at the catalog, let's choose one to read it together." "Contemporary" is a well-known literary journal in China. It publishes novels, novellas and short films, as well as columns such as talks and chronicles. In the era without the Internet, it can be regarded as a literary forum that gives back for two months.

For intellectuals in the 1980s, they could read a book called "Contemporary" in two months, and could write letters and contribute articles, which was simply the arrival of a great new world.

When there are very few TV programs, Yang Rui would buy a few magazines from time to time to read them. Although he could not appreciate the immediate feedback in the Internet era, he was not stiff and silent.

"What type do you like to see?" Jing Yulan asked Yang Rui curiously.

Literature belongs to the youth of the times, and Jing Yulan is no exception.

Nowadays, liking literature is not a label at all, but a national attribute, including the old man I don’t know, who is willing to listen to storytelling.

Yang Rui put his hand on the directory, followed the author's name, and then stopped on a familiar name.

"Wang Shuo? Have you read his book?" Yang Rui followed the author's name and found the title of the book, and couldn't help but smile: "Stealth Missy"? It's very up-to-date with the times."

"Then let's read this article." Jing Yulan found the pages, found Wang Shuo's introduction, and said in surprise: "This is his first novel."

"Yeah, look at his pen name, it seems like he can be famous." Yang Rui said as he sat forward, looking more clearly.

"Come on." Jing Yulan patted the sofa coquettishly, giving up some seats.

Yang Rui immediately squeezed up with joy and leaned against Jing Yulan.

The starry sky outside the window is intoxicating.

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Chapter completed!