Peking University is very prepared for the arrival of Darbeko. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The title of the Nobel Prize is still very bluffing, and in China, regardless of whether it is a Turing Award winner, a Fields Medal winner, or a Prinzer Prize winner, when the media publicizes, they have to add a sentence at the end: Nobel Prize in the computer world, Nobel Prize in mathematics, Nobel Prize in the media industry......

But the pure Nobel Prize, needless to say, the Nobel Prize is the Nobel Prize.

The various honors and awards around the world can be compared with the Nobel Prize in terms of popularity, that is, the Oscars, but the former, as a natural science award, is forced to be many times higher, and for bureaucrats in various countries, the treatment that Nobel Prize winners and Oscar winners deserve is also different.

Right now, after the determination of Darbeko's behavior, Peking University has hung up red banners all over the campus that read, "Warmly welcome Nobel laureate Professor Darbeko to our university." If the Oscar winners came, it would be good to hang a few in the auditorium.

As for some time ago, the red banners that were common in the school "Warmly welcome our student Yang Rui to be nominated for the Nobel Prize" were also covered, and some banners were directly transformed.

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

Today's students are not as reserved as the students of later generations, and the enthusiasm and unrestrainedness of the students of the 80s in reality are just as enthusiastic and unrestrained as the enthusiasm and unrestrained of later generations of students on the Internet.

Not so long ago, the young people of the previous generation started a nationwide series, train after train of students, wandering around the country just to liberate all mankind.

Among today's students, there are relatively few who want to liberate all mankind, but there are still many students who want to be poets and distant students, and there are also many who care about honor and food stamps.

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

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

"Where is the temperament different?"

"Temperament is something you can't say, you know?"

When I got to the second floor, there were more people who knew Yang Rui, and several boys who were naked were about to take a bath.

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

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

Dong Zhicheng, who seemed to be sleeping on the top bunk forever, poked his head out and said with a smile: "It's nothing, guess you will gather when you come back." ”

"Don't talk about it, I'm like a troublemaker. Yang Rui deliberately made a relaxed appearance, looked around, and said, "Why do I think I look like a giant panda." ”

As soon as he said this, everyone laughed, and the atmosphere suddenly became warm.

"Giant pandas are not, golden monkeys are about the same. A boy with a towel shouted happily.

There were also shouts that couldn't squeeze in at the door: "Get out of the way, let me touch the Nobel nominees." ”

"Oh, I'll touch it first. ”

"The meat is very porcelain. ”

"In our hometown, this kind of pig must be killed by someone during the New Year, otherwise, it is still a trivial matter to not receive blood, and the village will run around, and if you don't get it right, something will happen. ”

A few people standing around Yang Rui touched it with a grin.

Yang Rui unceremoniously stretched out his slap, and there was a crackling sound in the room, but there were always bored people who came up and wanted to pinch it.

"If it's a girl, forget it, what are you doing with it. Yang Rui yelled twice, always feeling that his dormitory building was opened in the wrong way.

The surrounding classmates stopped and shouted for Yang Rui to treat him.

Yang Rui was not afraid of the treat, he simply turned his pocket out, took out more than 100 yuan in it, held it up and said: "In this way, the dormitory can't be opened, let's go to the lake to drink, peanuts and Lao Bai are enough." ”

The surrounding classmates suddenly cheered.

Today's students are generally precocious, coupled with the relationship between repeating and going to school late, Yang Rui's classmates are basically over 20 years old, compared to their peers who have not studied in college have been in the society for three or five years, so alcoholic beverages are very popular on the current campus.

Li Bai is drunk with hundreds of poems, even in order to chase poetry dreams and distances, everyone will find a way to get drunk themselves.

When Yang Rui first entered the university, he participated in a drinking party, and this time he did not hesitate to invite someone to buy a large amount of liquor.

A group of people walked out of the dormitory building and arrived at the shore of Weiming Lake, without Yang Rui's organization, they dispersed and made a fuss.

When the classmates who bought the wine came back, it was like a big party, with people joining, some leaving, some singing, some singing aloud, and some dancing.

As for Yang Rui, although there are people around him who keep greeting him, and everyone knows him, the general treatment of the stars holding the moon is gone.

Yang Rui breathed a sigh of relief, but he was also a little worried, that is, these classmates of his, these classmates in front of him, who were dancing wildly, would come out of the double-digit feudal officials, important ministers of ministries and commissions in the future, and the mainstays of the government and the opposition would not know how many ordinary ......

Just look at this carnival scene, who would have imagined it.

Suddenly, Yang Rui had the feeling of sitting on the flower boat of the Qinhuai River, watching the students of Jinling, and the strong feelings of worrying about the country unique to the old bustard from the bottom of the society, soaring freely over the campus.

It was getting dark very quickly.

The students were reluctant to leave, so they got some large oil barrels from nowhere, stuffed them with rough wood, doused them with kerosene, and burned them like bonfires.

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

"Yang Rui, congratulations. Jumping and jumping, Bai Ling came to Yang Rui's side and jumped with him.

The tape recorder with two speakers emits a rhythmic music that makes everyone shake their bodies involuntarily.

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

"Where did you go when you weren't at school?" Bai Ling asked Yang Rui while dancing to the rhythm.

Because of the music, Bai Ling put one hand on Yang Rui's shoulder and approached him to speak.

Yang Rui's ears itched, and his heart itched inexplicably.

"I went back to my hometown, where I wanted to build a factory. When Yang Rui spoke, he also leaned to Bai Ling's side, and his nose seemed to touch the tips of her hair, which was even more itchy.

"You are so free in school, you can come and go whenever you want, and the teachers don't care. Bai Ling flattened her mouth, and while speaking, she was still stepping on dance steps.

She can be a member of the entertainment committee in the class because of the dance skills she has cultivated since she was a child, listening to music with her ears, and she can dance gracefully in a group without any savings.

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

"If you want to build a factory in your hometown, what kind of factory will you build?" Bai Ling's breath came sweetly.

Yang Rui said: "Pharmaceutical factory." ”

"Is it related to your research?"

"Something to do with it. ”

"Is it Nobel Prize-nominated research?"

"Not really. ”

The two of them chatted without a word, accompanied by passionate music, but felt extremely relaxed.

"Can you tell me about your research? I'd like to hear about it. Bai Ling pulled Yang Rui and came to a place a little farther away from the bonfire, her face full of curiosity.

Yang Rui's heart moved, and he secretly thought: Tell Bai Ling the story he prepared, and it's not bad to listen to the feedback.

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

"You can listen to it as long as you want. Bai Ling simply pulled Yang Rui to stand, took out a marching pot from his waist, and said, "Take a sip." ”

Yang Rui unscrewed the lid and smelled it, and it turned out to be a strong liquor.

This temporary lakeside party provided a lot of drinks, but there were no containers, and the students all showed their abilities, Yang Rui couldn't help but his thumb: "It's really yours." ”

"Tell your story. ”

"Let's talk about PCR first, this one starts with the winding mountain road...... Yang Rui completely used the tone of storytelling, and the tone and posture that he had rehearsed in front of the mirror quickly attracted the surrounding students.

Not long after, more than a dozen people gathered around Yang Rui, and there was a tendency to gather more and more.