Chapter 198: She's Walking the Same Road as Me

When I saw Tang Yan, I parked the car directly at the stop line in front of me, then turned off the engine and got out of the car -- crossing the road.

On the other side of the road, Tang Yan said something to the three girls beside her.

The three girls flashed to the bus stop on the side and waited for it.

I walked over.

"Hey."

Tang Yan greeted warmly.

I said, "Hi. ā€

Tang Yan smiled: "It's a good mix, I have a car." ā€

I laughed: "Someone else borrowed mine, and it was convenient to drive." ā€

Tang Yan looked me up and down: "I haven't seen you in the past few years, you have changed." It's not as ...... as it was when I saw you."

She hesitated.

I laughed and said, "What's going on then?" ā€

Tang Yan also smiled: "At that time...... I can't say it, it's quite a wolf anyway. ā€

Ha ha.

I laughed.

Tang Yan said: "I've been busy, that time you called and asked me out for dinner, and I was writing a very important paper. I don't have time to see you. Don't be surprised......"

I looked at Tang Yan and said in my heart, how can I blame her.

It's just that......

I feel that Tang Yan has also changed.

From head to toe, she was enveloped in an aura. If I say it exactly, it's the scientific, academic aura. She really learned. Research into it. Then, the kind of person who doesn't care about anything, thinks about nothing, and only focuses on research.

Many accomplished people are like this.

There are only research topics in the eyes, and the content to be tackled.

In addition to these, personal feelings or something, I can't lift a little bit of heart at all.

I found out that Tang Yan is in this situation now.

So, I laughed and said, "No, how can I blame you." It's really not weird. ā€

Tang Yan glanced at her three little sisters, she turned back again and said excitedly, "Guan Ren, do you know? I won an award for my paper, won it in the United States, and in the past few years, I have published a total of four papers abroad. It's all about biological genetic engineering. The most recent one won the award was about the relationship between genes and the natural ecological chain. ā€

I looked at Tang Yan and I could feel that she really wanted to share this with me.

In other words, when I met her, it was not the meeting itself that made her happy, but that she put her paper award in the first place, and she thought it was the best. She's going to speak out and let me know.

I congratulate Tang Yan and congratulate her on her achievements.

Tang Yan said at this time: "Originally, this Saturday, I wanted to make an appointment with you, isn't there another day, tomorrow will be Saturday." But since we've met, I'll talk to you now, I'm going to go abroad soon, the visa and everything can be done, and the ticket for next Monday is to Los Angeles. There was a Chinese bio-genetic room there who agreed to let me go. ā€

"I'm going to work there."

Tang Yan looked at me and said carefully.

I'm calm......

Rare calmness, my heart is no longer as entangled as at the beginning, or how painful it is.

I just said, "Why go abroad, isn't it good to go abroad?" ā€

Tang Yan shook his head and said, "It's different, the conditions, the equipment in the real room, and the technology, and the academic atmosphere are all different. The conditions offered by the real yĆ n room are very good, and the salary or everything is very good. I used to work as an assistant first. Then after two or three years, you can do your own project. ā€

Tang Yan told me that the work of the real office is to do scientific real work, and then make the project. The consortium that financed the real yĆ n room would spend money to buy the project. The value of this money, depending on the project, is not the same, in short, it is very high.

Tang Yan said that this is a virtuous circle.

Scientists concentrate on research. Then, the consortium bought the research and developed a product that was suitable for the general public.

Tang Yan told me that this is the case abroad.

A scientist has an idea, an idea. You can think and think as much as you want.

Then, as long as you make it real and prove it in a real way, someone will definitely invest a lot of money.

Tang Yan didn't want to make a lot of money, but liked that kind of environment.

She wants to go over and fulfill her heart's dream there......

After listening to Tang Yan say this, I suddenly realized that the path Tang Yan walked was actually the same as mine, and it was also a path of testimony to God's question.

It's just that we choose to go in a different way.

She walked a very smooth, nothing unusual, and nothing surprising about the eye-catching things.

She is a well-known person, who is now applying scientific means to verify her innermost dreams little by little. Of course, I'm sure there's more to her than that dream in her heart.

After she achieves a step, she will go further, set a bigger goal, and then explore and verify.

That day, at her father's toy shop. The Tang Yan I met was the Tang Yan I was choosing.

She was faced with the same choice as I was when I first graduated.

Whether to take the road of a stable life, or to take the boring road of verification and exploration of scientific research.

She's choosing......

My appearance gave her encouragement and allowed her to embark on the boring road of verification and exploration.

Yes!

We are the same.

Same!

It depends on what kind of achievements each can achieve in the end.

Tang Yan looked at me: "Guan Ren really wanted to thank you that day. You don't know how distressed I was. I have a thought in my heart and a goal. But...... I'm afraid that I won't be able to do it well. It was you who gave me courage, confidence. I was admitted to graduate school and started studying again, working on projects with my mentors and classmates. Great, really great, I love that one so much, really, you don't know how much I like it......"

Tang Yan's eyes flashed with excitement.

I laughed.

Tang Yan looked at me and smiled, and she laughed too.

"Oh, the bus has arrived. That Renzi, your WeChat is still the same, the email hasn't changed, to the United States, we'll contact, I'm leaving, I'll take a look tomorrow, if I have time, I'll call you. ā€

Tang Yan walked to the platform and talked to me.

I said, "No, you can get busy with your business first." Then, settle down in the United States and send me a message. ā€

"Well, okay!"

After Tang Yan nodded and agreed, she ran over and got on the bus with the three girls.

I watched Tang Yan leave.

I suddenly didn't feel any loss in my heart.

Of course, it's not that I don't have feelings for her anymore, it's not like that. It was when I found out that Tang Yan was walking the exact same path as me. The indescribable joy in my heart.

I wish her well and wish her remarkable achievements abroad.

In the evening, when I got home, I found that there were several messages on WeChat on my mobile phone.

It was all sent by Tang Yan.

I talked to her until about one o'clock in the morning.

During this period, she talked about a lot of things, including when she was engaged in scientific research with others in China in the past two years, she encountered some so-called professors who were eager for quick success and quick profit, and had a little achievement before they were stable.

There are several real rooms that invite her overseas.

The one she chose was run by a Chinese, one was Chinese, and the other she talked to the director of the real room, and the other party was a woman, very capable, and had the same heart and goal as her to pursue the highest state of science.

So, she hit it off with the supervisor.

It was decided.

After talking about this, I feel even more relieved.

And, I'm sure, Tang Yan is walking exactly the same path as me.

It's just that the method is different.

In the end, Tang Yan and I exchanged blessings and peace.

Then I put down my phone, meditated, and went to sleep.

The next day, I didn't do anything else. I just went to the store, accompanied Ma Biaozi, and Xiaolou to grind stones together.

This job is probably to find a place to take the bags of stones sent from Burma, and grind a small hole with a steel file, commonly known as opening the skylight. Then, put the stone there and mark the approximate price.

If you think it's worth the price, buy it.

Because there's an element of luck here.

Therefore, insiders call this a gambling stone.

Ma Biaozi said that what he got was not the kind of thing that made people bankrupt and get rich overnight, a stone was cheap for twenty or thirty yuan, and the most expensive was three or five hundred yuan. If you buy it, you can't lose anywhere, you can polish a gadget,, or give it away or something.

It's just to have a good time, and the psychology of playing is relatively large.

I had good luck and opened a few stones of ice glutinous seeds, but I soon found out again.

Alas!

A piece of splintering.

But Ma Biaozi said that it doesn't matter, this crack is relatively shallow, and the grinding is gone.

Grinding stones for two days.

I feel a lot, this work, like people, is polished before it can be completed.

On the third day, Mrs. Rong told me that someone from the United States had come and asked me to pick me up.

Coincidentally, as soon as I left, Tang Yan sent me a text message, saying that she had boarded the plane and was about to leave her motherland.

One comes back, one goes.

Life, life, is so impermanent.

I shook my head and smiled, and after texting Tang Yan back, I drove to the airport.

When the car arrived at the airport, I stood at the pick-up gate, and then I remembered that the old lady only gave me the flight number and the specific time of the plane landing, but she didn't give me the name of the person.

So I called the old lady.

The old lady also played a mystery on me, and she said, "You will know when you see it."

Well, then I'll take a gamble too, and see if it's an uncle, an old man, a girl, or a young man with a bad temper.

I was at the pick-up gate.

Wait, wait, wait, more than half an hour later, a large number of blonde, blue-eyed and white-haired foreigners appeared in front of me with large and small luggage.

This won't send me a foreigner.

I'll take a closer look.

Two minutes later.

I saw her. Buyu pool blood.

It was the wormwood who had a few encounters with me in Miaojiang, and later made Zheng Yan split his arm all of a sudden. Demon Lord Xiao Diao Concubine:

It's been almost eight months since that happened.

Her arms should be well maintained.

She wore sunglasses, dragged a big suitcase, wore long hair, headphones around her neck, an army-green T-shirt on her upper body, a pair of denim shorts on the bottom, and a pair of stupid outdoor shoes.

She stood in the distance and saw me at a glance. Then, dragging the suitcase, he ran to me.

I crossed my arms, smiled on my face, and greeted it step by step.

"Hello!"

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