It was morning when Zhou Cheng arrived in Paris, and Mu Rang felt the charm of the romantic capital when he got off the plane, and there were young couples kissing everywhere at the airport, and Mu Rang looked at it a few times and his throat shook back and forth, as if he wanted to find someone to kiss. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info frightened Zhou Cheng dragged his luggage and hurried out of the airport.

The one who picked up the airport outside was sent by Xiang Jianmin, who enthusiastically introduced Zhou Cheng to the customs of Paris while driving.

"Mr. Zhou, you should come to Paris to buy a house like you, where there is no scorching heat in summer and cold in winter, and the combination of antique art atmosphere and modern elements, especially this girl in Paris...... cough cough cough ...... The girls of Paris, all of them are passionate and tender, as long as they look at each other, they can kiss you for ten minutes on the street, you see......"

The driver's brother was talking and pointing out the window, and as soon as Zhou Cheng glanced out the window, he saw an old French couple in their seventies and eighties kissing on the promenade of the park......

The car stopped in front of a five-star hotel, Zhou Cheng didn't know French, and heard the driver say that this was called the Sun Palace, and after going upstairs, in a spacious suite in the hotel, he saw Xiang Jianmin.

Xiang Jianmin was lying on the big bed watching French TV at this time, Zhou CD was stupid, before he came, he imagined countless times in his mind the scene of meeting the old man, either in what government unit, or at what award ceremony, or in some famous university, but he never expected that the old man was in bed in his pajamas......

Is this hinting at something to yourself? Zhou Cheng nervously protected his chest and said hello with a dry smile.

"Oh, here, wait, just had a conference call......"

Zhou Cheng sighed, and glanced at the TV again, this TM is obviously a French soap opera, is it good, lie to me that I don't understand French?

Xiang Jianmin got up and changed into a suit, then poured a cup of tea for Zhou Cheng, and looked at Mu Rang again.

"Oh, this is my cousin, the elder is a little old-fashioned......"

Xiang Jianmin's face turned into the color of pig liver, it was really a report and a report, he laughed dryly, and then took out a document bag from the briefcase on the table and handed it to Zhou Cheng.

"This is your Nobel Prize, and the prize money is in your custody, are you okay?"

Damn, the Nobel prize is equivalent to more than 10 million yuan, and your sentence is too casual, right? Zhou Cheng muttered and opened the brown paper bag.

A medal made of pure gold appeared in front of him, with a bearded portrait of Alfred Bernhard Nobel printed on it, and an award certificate full of artistic atmosphere next to it, and there should have been a huge check, but it was unfortunately confiscated by Xiang Jianmin.

After reading it, Zhou Cheng carefully put away the medal and award certificate, and was just about to thank Xiang Jianmin when he heard three knocks on the door.

Xiang Jianmin unscrewed the doorknob, a beard with blue eyes and a high nose spoke a lot of French rhythmically, which surprised Zhou Cheng Something happened, and he didn't expect that Xiang Jianmin, who was already in his fifties, also communicated with the other party in French, but when he communicated, he seemed to keep pointing at his side.

Then, the bearded man ran to Zhou Cheng as if he had seen an old friend, smiled and gave Zhou Cheng a big hug, grunted again, and then introduced himself in very broken Chinese.

"I ...... York, greasy good, week! ”

Zhou Cheng shook hands with the other party hypocritically, and when he heard that the other party began to speak French again, he hurriedly looked at Xiang Jianmin as if asking for help. Xiang Jianmin laughed and became the translator of the two.

After communicating with this Frenchman for half an hour, Zhou Cheng's face was complicated, and he didn't know whether to be sad or happy.

It turned out that in the past few years, the Nobel Prize has revised the nomination rules, and every year's candidates must be recommended by people who have won the Nobel Prize before they can be nominated, and only one can be recommended.

According to York, he met Zhou Cheng in Brazil, but Zhou Cheng had no impression at all, too, in Zhou Cheng's heart, most of these gringos are the same, and he can't remember it at all, and there were too many gringos last time, and he didn't visit them one by one, so it's normal not to know them.

This time, York originally recommended Zhou Cheng's dog skin plaster in Brazil as a nomination for the medical award, but unfortunately, this plaster is too limited, and the number of places is too small and there are too many nominations, and countries around the world are eyeing it, so it is passed.

"Minister Xiang, does anyone dare to play with this Nobel Prize?"

Zhou CD was stupid, he thought he was here to evaluate an award, but he didn't think that there were many doorways here, Minister Xiang nodded proudly.

"Hey, what is this, you have won this award is already easy, you must know that Gilbert was nominated 41 times and did not win the award, and finally died of regret, and the great Mendeleev, you should know this?"

Who was Mendeleev? This is not only Zhou Cheng knows, all Chinese people who have studied chemistry know that he is the first person to sort out the periodic table, but unfortunately it is also sad, he did not get the Nobel Prize until his death, and later scientists felt that it was too unfair to him, so he privately made a water cup with aluminum that was a thousand times more valuable than gold at that time and gave it to him, which can be regarded as proof of his achievements.

In addition to the great Einstein, the process of winning the Nobel Prize is also tortuous, Zhou Cheng realized that Xiang Jianmin asked himself to come to Paris instead of Sweden, and the time has dragged on for so long, it seems that this process is definitely not easy.

Xiang Jianmin patted Zhou Cheng's shoulder and sighed with a smile.

"Come on, if people can suppress what should belong to us, then it proves that others are stronger than us, and only if we are strong, the Nobel Prize will ...... Hey......"

As he spoke, Xiang Jianmin sighed again, at this moment, Zhou Cheng suddenly felt that the pressure on his body was a little heavier, he used to feel that making money was pressure when he graduated, and then he went to Qili Village, and felt that it was pressure to lead the villagers to get rich, but now, the glory and disgrace of the country and the rise and fall are the real pressure!

He hummed heavily, promising in his heart that next year! I must be personally invited by the Nobel Committee to participate, wait and see!

York wanted to discuss medical issues with Zhou Cheng, but because the two did not understand the language, and Xiang Jianmin still had something to find Zhou Cheng, he touched his mustache and pouted aggrieved and left for the time being.

After sending York away, Xiang Jianmin took a sip of tea and put on a comfortable posture and said with a smile.

"This Yorker is good, you will move around more in the future, this time it is really thanks to him, originally this medical award was awarded to him, he discovered a drug-resistant anti-drug last year, which is enough to select the Nobel Prize, but after he knew that you were also a candidate, he took the initiative to give up his position, and protested for you with colleagues in the biomedical community in other countries, and even blocked the award site to make trouble, he ......"

Zhou Cheng was a little surprised when he heard that this award was York's concession of his medal, and at the same time, he also heard from the side that the country was really weak about the Nobel Prize, not only were there very few winners, but they were often robbed of positions by other countries.

Zhou Cheng came in a hurry, but left with half regret and half complicated, he politely declined York's many invitations, and when he left, he gave York the disease detection bracelet he brought, and told him in English.

“NextyearIwilllettheworldrememberme！”