The first to walk in was Professor Chen Qiang, the head of the Department of Energy Technology, followed by several gray-haired professors and a slender woman.

Needless to say, the slender woman, Sun Xueqing, the famous female academician in the college, is unknown to everyone, and the gray-haired old professors also have a lot of fame, and the freshmen also know each other, and they are all masters of the Department of Energy Technology. In fact, to put it bluntly, these are all academicians, and they are all the town-level bosses of the top three departments of the Department of Energy Technology.

Seeing these people walking in together, even Lao Wang was a little stunned for a moment, with a shocked expression on his face, his class today is not an open class, why do these bigwigs have the leisure to gather and come here?

Is it a cheer? Or is it a smashing field?

Professor Chen Qiang, the head of the department, was expressionless, but waved his hand at Wang Baiyong on the stage to signal him to continue lecturing, not caring about their arrival, and then led a group of bigwigs to sit in the empty seats on the edge of the classroom. But the eldest grandson Xueqing didn't choose to sit with them, her beautiful eyes swept into the classroom, and after a slight pause, she walked to the back row of the classroom.

Wang Baiyong on the stage was a little stunned, the academicians were also slightly stunned, and the students were even more dumbfounded, watching the "peerless" beautiful academician in the academy walk to the back row of the classroom, and stood beside Tang Lang who was wandering into the world.

"Classmate, is there anyone sitting here?" Eldest Sun Xueqing's voice was very soft, but at this moment, a needle that was already quiet in the classroom could be heard clearly.

I'll go, what kind of shit luck did Tang Lang take?

Could he have high blood pressure at this moment and faint with excitement?

If it were me, I must have been speechless for a long time!

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The students looked at each other, but their eyes conveyed a variety of complicated information, which can be summed up in one sentence: envy, jealousy, hatred!

"Can I say nobody?" Tang Lang was a little helpless.

Others don't know what the eldest grandson Xueqing is doing, but he knows that he is naturally here to support him, but is it too high-profile?

"Then I'll be nobody!" A smile appeared on the cold face of the eldest grandson, and without giving Tang Lang a chance to refuse, he sat down.

How so? At that moment, including Wang Baiyong on the stage, a feeling that the world was too crazy emerged.

The first goddess of the academy wants to sit next to that guy, and that guy still has a reluctant attitude, and what's even worse is that the goddess has an iron heart to sit there, quite a posture that you drive me and I won't leave.

Lao Wang really has the intention of dedicating himself to science and doesn't want to get married, but if he has to get married, then his only choice is the rising star Changsun Xueqing who is on the same level as him in the academy, and only such an outstanding woman can match the appearance of his partner in his heart. But the current academician title of the eldest grandson Xueqing and the deep background of the eldest grandson family behind him are beyond the reach of Lao Wang, even if he has a good impression, Lao Wang can only bury it deep in his heart.

Then, such a brilliant and almost brilliant woman did it beside the object she was criticizing, and Lao Wang didn't know what it was like in his heart, maybe it was the legendary overturning of the five-flavor bottle! But one of the biggest flavors is definitely sour.

Almost like the students present, Lao Wang had the urge to turn into lemon essence.

However, Lao Wang is not an ordinary person, he quickly woke up from his complex emotions, his eyes swept over the department head who couldn't see his expression, and the big men with indifferent expressions, smiles, and seriousness, and quickly calmed down in a slight panic.

Many people think that people who engage in science are nerds, but in fact, they are not stupid at all, they are just immersed in their own world and do not bother to pay attention to the rights and wrongs outside of them. In fact, they are far smarter than ordinary people, and there will be no less twists and turns.

Lao Wang is also one of these people, and he naturally analyzed that the sudden arrival of the bigwigs to listen to the lecture may be closely related to the content of his previous dozens of minutes of class. Otherwise, Professor Chen Qiang would not be so angry.

The head of the department, who has always had a good temper, was expressionless, and to some extent he had put his dissatisfaction on his face, and he probably wanted Lao Wang to change his words or change the way he took classes.

But apparently, there are people who are on their side, and that is the case with the two or three professors with warm smiles.

In his quest for truth, he was not alone. More importantly, as a practitioner of science and a guide for the future scientific research elite of the Federation, the responsibility and the attitude of the researcher towards the truth cannot allow him to retreat from the battle, even in the face of power?

Although tens of millions of people have gone to me! At the moment when Lao Wang figured it out, he suddenly had a heroic feeling of carrying an explosive bag to the battlefield alone.

Therefore, when the academicians sat down, Lao Wang, who was passionate about pursuing the truth, continued his impassionedness. Not only did he not quickly turn over the criticism, but instead showed what he had learned, and criticized Tang Lang's terrible design from the inside to the outside.

Ignoring the fact that the face of the head of the department in the audience was getting darker and darker.

Lao Wang, who was completely overwhelmed, may have been surging because of the pressure from outside, and finally issued a few questions from the depths of his soul: "I don't know, who gave a high score of 49 points for such a useless design?" ”

"I don't even know what kind of deal is behind this kind of clumsy and high score that can be seen at a glance?"

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Professor Chen Qiang's brows were already deeply furrowed, but no one could see regret in his heart.

Originally, it was just an extremely ordinary classroom inspection in the department, but he had to think about it in front of the two inspectors and academicians of the department, and deliberately showed the classes of the two most outstanding young teachers in his department. Known as the two of the three masterpieces of the Qing Dynasty, the eldest grandson Xueqing and Wang Baiyong do have the ability to match their fame, even the superficial basic courses and boring principle courses are also explained by the two of them in simple terms, although the teaching methods are different, but the classroom effect is definitely first-class strong, which really earns him enough face as the head of the department.

But no one could have imagined that happiness was so short-lived, and as soon as Wang Baiyong changed his words in the three-dimensional projection, he began to talk about the additional question design of Tang Lang, who was very controversial in the senior management of the college. For Tang Lang's design, the academicians in the academy are actually divided into several factions, some agree with Professor Edward's views, some oppose it, and some people and Xi Ni, including Chen Qiang himself, are also on the opposing side.

As a senior professor of the college, Wang Baiyong naturally has the right to speak and express his views appropriately, but this does not mean that he can be so unscrupulous to evaluate the gains and losses of a top academician, especially in front of a group of freshmen.

As a last resort, he had to bring a few academicians in the academy who could come to the lecture to listen to the lecture, hoping that this senior professor would not be too upset, be smart or calm down, and quickly turn the page on this matter, and when the difficult Professor Edward came to the door, he would have a good explanation.

Now it's good that the deal behind everything is out. Why don't you want Wang Baiyong to die by himself, don't take Lao Tzu with you? No matter how strong people are, they are also the top academicians of the Academy of Sciences in China, and their research in mecha engines is comparable to that of yours if they look at the whole federation? It's almost as ridiculous as a primary school student saying that a high school student did something wrong.

It's just that this stubborn bastard is still holding a thigh that pursues the truth, and even Professor Chen Qiang can't stand up and shut him up in front of the new students. In that case, the Department of Energy Technology will be considered famous in the whole school.

A senior professor criticizes an academician for pursuing the truth, and then the head of the department uses his power to suppress his demand for truth, can this energy technology department still work?

Therefore, no matter how much this great academician wants to kill the senior professor on the stage who exudes the brilliance of pursuing the truth with an ion cannon, at this moment, he can only say nothing.

Xueqing, the eldest grandson sitting next to Tang Lang in the back row, did not have this scruples, and interrupted Lao Wang's impassioned impassionedness a little impolitely: "Professor Wang, Xueqing has a question. ”

"Please!" Wang Baiyong was slightly stunned, but nodded very gracefully.

"There is a famous person in the history of my Chinese nationality who once said that practice is the only criterion for testing truth, and I would like to ask Professor Wang, is the design you just criticized supported by specific practice?" There is no hypocrisy and politeness, and the eldest grandson Xueqing asked directly.

"No, but Academician Changsun, do you think such a design can make a finished product?" Wang Baiyong shook his head, but he was full of words. "And I can say responsibly that this design made of random components is not only impossible to make into a finished product, but also will have a large-scale explosion."

"You and I are both scientific people, practice can produce true knowledge, before the finished product comes out, all the thoughts can only be opinions, not conclusions. Just like the "superstring theory" that was in the dust thousands of years ago, the pie is beautifully drawn, but without practice as a theoretical basis, it can only become a utopian dream. Science is built on the foundation of all things, not just by fantasy! "The eldest grandson Xueqing is rarely aggressive.

"Hehe, is Academician Changsun actually the reaper of this design?" Lemon essence Wang Baiyong smiled, shrugged his shoulders very easily, and spread his hands: "If you have an opinion on what we have just said, it is very simple, as you just said, practice is the only criterion for testing the truth, you can make the original according to this design, there is no need to have a very novel and unique design, as long as it can operate normally, then I apologize to Tang Lang and that great academician!" ”

Give back to others in their own way! Lao Wang's trick is mellow and natural, and he will be the eldest grandson Xueqing's army!

"Good! This requirement is not difficult to meet! Eldest Sun Xueqing showed an unfathomable smile on her face, clicked on the brain on her wrist, and sent out a message: "This is the key that has just been authorized by the management committee of the college, Professor Wang, you can go to the advanced laboratory of the college in person, there, someone is waiting for you, and you can personally witness how this design becomes the original." ”

Wang Baiyong couldn't help but be stunned.

The coveted college advanced laboratory can be entered like this? I knew it was so simple, wouldn't I have to scold Old Man Edward?

But obviously, the focus of Eldest Sun Xueqing's words was not the Higher Laboratory, but the person in the laboratory.

Thinking of the horror of "White-haired Stan", even a person like Wang Baiyong subconsciously shuddered, but when he thought of the stick of truth in his hand, he couldn't help but be a little more courageous.

"The truth is in hand, I have it in the world", not to mention that he is just a weak white-haired old man, that is, a mecha master in front of him, what is he afraid of.

An hour later, the "Merry Genius" Lao Wang and Tang Lang, who were also inexplicably called to ask to enter together, stood at the gate of an ordinary three-story building.

The two men glared at each other wide-eyed, then looked away.

"Shit luck boy!"

"Bad luck guy!"

This is the evaluation that the two gave each other after glancing at each other.