Chapter 860: Idol Power, Group Attack the Moon (Part 1)

There was no other way, Jiang Fuyue could only call Xiaoshan.

At that time, Xiaoshan was correcting his son's homework and then finishing his academic paper. He had just fallen asleep for less than an hour when he was woken up by a call from Jiang Fuyue.

"Hello?"

"It's me. Please call the gatekeeper at the main gate and tell them I need to drive into the school."

Originally, Xiao Shan had his eyes squinted, looking lazy and not about to wake up. Upon hearing this, he shuddered and immediately turned over and sat up.

Jiang Fuyue?!

What's going on?!

The man held up his cell phone with a slightly confused expression.

Until that end——

"Xiaoshan? Xiaoshan? Are you listening?"

"...Oh! Here! You say!"

Jiang Fuyue patiently repeated it again.

"...Calling, huh? Okay, I'll call now."

He ended the call and called the head of the security department first to briefly explain the situation. The head of the security department then called the landline at the gate booth.

After finishing all this, Xiaoshan held his phone, still a little confused.

Jiang Fuyue called?

Ask him to come forward and ask the gate guard to let him pass?

What the hell is going on?

The key is——

He turned on the screen of his phone. 3:52?

It was the middle of the night... He was even more confused.

…

On the other side, the security guard was even more confused.

"Old Wang, hurry up and let her in! That's Jiang Fuyue! Don't you always talk about her? You call her Sister Yue more fluently than anyone else, and you even say she's your daughter's idol. You often show her award-winning videos, but how come you don't recognize her in person?"

The security guard was stunned, his ears buzzing. He didn't hear what the leader said next. Only the words "It's Jiang Fuyue" kept echoing in his mind.

Jiang Fuyue smiled slightly through the lowered car window: "Uncle, can I come in now?"

“…Ah?! Oh! O-okay!”

Of course! You must!

He quickly put down the phone and frantically tried to press the switch, but pressed the wrong one.

Finally, the pole was lifted with great difficulty.

He scratched his face apologetically, a little silly, "I'm sorry..."

"It doesn't matter."

"Are you...really Jiang Fuyue? That genius scientist who won...what...the Nobel Prize in Medicine?!"

"Here's my ID card, would you like to see it?" he said, pretending to hand it over.

"Hehe..." The uncle waved his hands quickly, "No, no, I finally saw the real person! I'm so happy!"

"Are you new here?"

"Well, I've only been here for a month. Actually..." He scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "I came here because of you."

"I?"

"Yes! My daughter is a fan of yours. She's been really good at math since she was little, and she's going to participate in that math competition this year! She said you're the one she admires the most!"

"I only have a junior college degree, so I'm not very educated and can't do those math problems. I can only encourage her mentally. So I just wanted to be closer to her idol. After all, it doesn't matter where you go, right?"

Then I came to Mingda.

In the past, the relationship between father and daughter was not good. He did not know how to communicate, and the child was in a rebellious period, so they often quarreled.

"Now every day when I get home from get off work, I tell her: Your idol passed by the gate guarded by your father again! Another reporter wanted to enter the school for an interview, but I stopped them all..."

"She loves to hear me tell you about you and me. She gets so happy when she hears it and even says I'm the most amazing dad!"

"If I tell her what happened tonight, I guarantee that the little girl will jump for excitement!"

When talking about his daughter, the uncle's face was filled with a happy smile.

"Oh my! I'm so sorry for wasting your time by talking so long. Please go in quickly!"

Jiang Fuyue glanced at the back seat, where a pile of information lay. It was the collection of competition questions that Han Ting had asked her for last time. Two copies had been printed out, one for Han Ting himself and one for her, under the pretext of being prepared for any eventuality.

Actually, I just wanted to call Jiang Fuyue to ask for her solution ideas so that she could find the corresponding questions by comparison, so I simply left a copy in the car.

Little did people know that Jiang Fuyue could recite this collection of questions by heart, from the content of the questions to the page numbers and serial numbers.

She reached for the back seat, took the information, and handed it to the security guard through the car window: "This is a collection of Mathematical Olympiad questions. I compiled all the questions myself. I'm giving it to your daughter. I wish her good results!"

The uncle was flattered and said thank you more than ten times. Before taking it, he subconsciously wiped his hands on his clothes twice.

Soon, the car drove away.

The uncle stood there, holding the test book, watching the car drive away until it completely disappeared from his sight, then he looked away.

The night breeze was blowing gently, and the uncle looked down at the thing in his hand. It was covered with densely written test questions that he couldn't understand. He felt like he had found a treasure.

Nannan must be so happy now!

…

After Jiang Fuyue arrived at the laboratory, he turned on the computer and began to build a data analysis model.

The experimental data in this paper by Hamasaki Kawashima are not only complex, but also contain overlapping parts, and several steps are recycled.

In this case, relying solely on human brain re-testing would be an extremely arduous task, but it would be much easier with the help of a computer program.

Two hours later, the model was completed and the sky began to brighten.

Next, the system automatically loaded, which took about three hours. She took this time to go to the lounge to catch up on her sleep.

Three hours later, Jiang Fuyue sat back in front of the computer and began to import Hamasaki Kawashima's phase I clinical trial data.

…

It took Jiang Fuyue a full four days from getting the paper to finding the right direction and taking action.

During this period, she turned a deaf ear to outside doubts, let alone responded.

Little did she know that her silence was taken as guilt by the outside world, and many experts and scholars in the medical field of Country R began to attack her.

The first was Watanabe Naoki, a famous surgeon and pharmacist in Country R, ​​and also Hamasaki Kawashima's most proud student. He directly expressed his dissatisfaction on the social platform, pointing the finger at Jiang Fuyue.

Someone took the lead, and now all the evil spirits and monsters have come out.

"This Jiang Fuyue deceived the whole world with her miracle drug!"

"The so-called miracle drug is just another poison."

"Thank God! Fortunately, Professor Hamasaki discovered the problem."

"Perhaps this is a massive scam orchestrated by China, designed to reap the gratitude and admiration of the countries of Continent F. How shameless!"

"What difference does it make whether such a special medicine exists or not, whether it is used or not?"

“…”

Initially, these voices were only heard within Country R, ​​but soon, for unknown reasons, experts and scholars from Country M and Country C also joined in. Without any re-examination or verification, they openly sided with Hamasaki Kawashima and attacked Jiang Fuyue in various ways.

Newspapers, magazines, social platforms, and even academic forums... have all become battlefields for their crusade.

The most terrifying thing is that as the situation developed, China’s “own people” also began to jump out, wishing to beat Jiang Fuyue to death.

I'll be updating tomorrow, for three days straight. Here's a sneak peek.

I've been following the Olympic Games recently, which makes me excited and angry at the same time, so I'm going to deal with Hamasaki Kawashima - arrange it!

(End of this chapter)