"This is a daily practice that our graduate students do, of course, we don't expect you to figure out anything, you just see how much you can understand on it, and then recalculate the parts you understand next to it, remember to write in detail, let me see how your foundation is. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Liu Zhixin handed the manuscript paper to Luo Hao, patted Luo Hao's shoulder and said.

Luo Hao put the manuscript paper to himself and picked up the above sheets and looked through them, and found that the order of the papers had basically been all disrupted, and some of them were not even placed correctly anyway.

Fortunately, Luo Hao originally stored a lot of information in his head, and according to the connection between the formulas on the front and back pages, it can be arranged after a while.

"What else do you have to do when you're done with that?"

Luo Hao roughly judged the difficulty and calculation amount of the above formula, raised his head and asked Liu Zhixin.

Done? Liu Zhixin glanced at Luo Hao with a sneer: It's really a person who is ignorant, and his tone is as big as his breath.

These scratch papers are not ordinary scratch papers, they are written about a nationally renowned scientist, even if this is an ordinary calculation, and the amount of information contained in them is not something that a college student can understand.

Still want to do it all? It's a dream!

Of course, Liu Zhixin's purpose is mainly to pretend to be forced, so naturally he will not break this point.

"If you're done, just send it to the lab and give it to me, and I'll check it for you."

Liu Zhixin naturally didn't look at Luo Hao here, and after thinking for a while, he pointed to the direction of the laboratory and said.

"Yes."

Luo Hao glanced over there, then nodded in agreement.

Placing the manuscript papers on the table one by one, Luo Hao began to arrange and combine the papers according to the formulas and data on each page.

Looking at Luo Hao's behavior like a "headless fly", Liu Zhixin nodded with satisfaction, it seemed that Luo Hao had been frightened by the above formula, and he didn't know where to start.

After watching from the side for a while, Luo Hao was still in the stage of page numbering, Liu Zhixin smiled contentedly, turned his head and walked out of the reception room.

After about ten minutes, Luo Hao finished arranging all the page numbers, and then began the boring calculation work.

In fact, in this era of digital products, it is rare to see paper books and paper, and more often paper manuscript paper has become a hobby, and it is generally some antique-level people who have this interest.

With so much paper to be used for drafts, it seems that the researchers in this lab are the kind of people who can afford to spend money and pay attention to style.

Of course, Luo Hao didn't have the heart to think about those things, took out a pen from the pen stand next to him, and calculated it directly on the blank part of the manuscript paper.

"Whew~~"

For a moment, all that remained of the huge reception room was the sound of the tip of the pen rubbing against the paper.

After four hours of continuous calculations, constantly writing and calculating formulas and data, Luo Hao recalculated all the calculations on these manuscript papers.

Luo Hao took out the terminal and looked at the time, it was already approaching evening, and it was not too much time to go back to the dormitory to prepare for today's intensive training, which took more than an hour longer than the time he estimated at the beginning.

Of course, Luo Hao can't be blamed for this, it can only be said that the amount of calculations involved on the famous manuscript paper is really too large.

When Luo Hao first started to calculate with the manuscript paper, it looked like a biological problem, but after calculating the various formulas of physics and advanced mathematics, this is not the end, and even the chemical formula appeared at the end of the day!

"It's worthy of being a graduate student's practice questions, and it covers a wide range of topics." After finishing the calculation, Luo Hao couldn't help but sigh.

If it weren't for the terrifying amount of knowledge stored in Luo Hao's mind, let alone the end of the calculation, it would be a problem to even count it.

Sure enough, the knowledge level of graduate students and college students is not at the same level at all.

After rearranging the manuscript paper, Luo Hao stood up and walked out of the reception room and walked directly towards the laboratory.

"Wait, what are you doing?"

Before Luo Hao could enter the laboratory, he was stopped by the security guard at the front desk.

"I'm going to go in and find a professor assistant named Liu Zhixin, and he asked me to go in and hand him over after I finish counting things." Luo Hao took out the stack of scratch paper and explained.

"It's going to be dinner break, they're all going to eat, you can come back later."

The security guard was a young man in his thirties, and after listening to Luo Hao's explanation, he still didn't put him in, and pointed to the digital clock above the hall and said.

"I'll put the manuscript paper here for you, and when he comes back, you can give it to him for me, is that okay?"

Luo Hao lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked the security guard.

Luo Hao didn't plan to come back in the evening, the number of books he browsed today was not enough for the input of the intensive training tonight, and she would go back to the dormitory in a while to start making up for today's share.

"That's fine."

The security guard thought for a moment and nodded.

After receiving the confirmation, Luo Hao also handed the manuscript paper to the security guard with confidence, turned around and left the research institute.

The security guard himself is a demobilized soldier with a low education, and he didn't go to school after graduating from high school, and he looked at the manuscript paper densely filled with all kinds of formulas he didn't know, and subconsciously felt that what was written on the paper was very important information.

So he put the manuscript in the most conspicuous position at the front desk, afraid that he would accidentally forget it later, and did not hand over the draft to Liu Zhixin in time.

After dealing with these things, the security guard returned to his position at the front desk and continued to perform his job.

Not long after, a little old man of sixty or seventy years of age with a little thinning hair hurriedly walked in from outside the gate.

In the entire laboratory, there is only one old man of this age, and that is Professor Qian Xingguo, the director of this research institute and a nationally renowned biological authority.

At this moment, the old professor's face was full of sadness, obviously not in a very good mood, and he was always looking down and thinking about something.

In the past ten days, Qian Xingguo has been plagued by the same topic, and he has never been able to find a good solution, which makes him feel very unhappy now.

"Hello Professor Qian!" The security guard saluted Qian Xingguo directly, and said hello in a loud voice.

"Huh?"

Qian Xingguo was taken aback by this sudden greeting, and couldn't help but cast his eyes over.

Finding that the old professor was looking at him, the security guard immediately straightened his chest and put a smile on his face, wanting to show his good spirit.

"Okay." As if he had to say hello to the security guard, Qian Xingguo retracted his gaze and planned to return directly to his laboratory.

"Huh?"

While retracting his gaze, the old professor naturally noticed the pile of particularly eye-catching drafts placed at the front desk.

"Dare to ignore my words, it seems that I haven't paid much attention to them for more than ten days, and they have become bolder."

This draft was Qian Xingguo's own, and he naturally recognized it at a glance as the pile he had people throw away before.

"What is this?"

Qian Xingguo stopped, went directly to the front desk, briefly flipped through a few pages, and also noticed the calculation process of rewriting with a pen of other colors on it.

"It seems that he is still a little self-motivated. But with your knowledge reserves, being able to understand half of it is considered the limit, and you dare to calculate according to my calculation process, which is not small! ”

Qian Xingguo couldn't help but sneer while looking at the calculation process on the draft.

But the more he looked back, the less words came out of his mouth, and at last he frowned again.

"Whose stuff is this?"

didn't look at the end, Qian Xingguo directly closed the draft, and then stared at the security guard in front of him, and asked in a gloomy tone.

"This is Liu Zhixin's assistant teacher." The security guard was startled by Qian Xingguo's sudden change of face, and hurriedly replied.

"When he comes in a while, he will say that I have taken the things, and let him come to my office to pick them up himself."

After Qian Xingguo finished speaking, he directly put the draft into his arms.

"Yes!"

The security guard naturally didn't dare to say anything, so he could only agree, and watched the old professor walk quickly into the laboratory and plunge into his office.