Zhang Wanwan, on the verge of graduating from university, was betrayed by a scumbag. Her attempt at revenge went wrong, causing her to be reborn to the year of her junior high school entrance exam....
Chapter 213 Research Progress, So Serious?
When she entered the dormitory, everyone else had arrived. Kong Rou was still like a hungry wolf when she saw her, and kept rubbing against her.
Zhang Wanwan quickly pushed her away and silently walked behind Yu Yunfei.
Yu Yunfei was so frightened when Zhang Wanwan's face suddenly appeared in her mirror that she screamed and almost threw the mirror away. She turned around angrily and said, "Zhang Wanwan, do you want to be punished?"
"I don't deserve to be punished, it's my brother who deserves to be punished by me!" Zhang Wanwan muttered, her voice not loud enough for the two of them to hear.
Yu Yunfei's expression suddenly changed, her eyes wandered, she didn't dare to look at Zhang Wanwan. If you look closely, you can find two blushes on her pretty face. She pretended not to hear and turned her head quickly.
Zhang Wanwan became more and more certain that there was something wrong between Yu Yunfei and Zhang Baiyan.
Before she could think carefully about their relationship, Zhang Chunyan called.
Teaching and Research Section.
Zhang Chunyan smiled but said nothing. From the moment Zhang Wanwan came in until she sat down, he just kept looking at her and laughing. His laughter made her feel uneasy. She asked tremblingly, "Professor Jiao, just tell me what you want to talk to me about. I will do my best to get it done!"
Please stop looking at her like that. She's about to get mad.
Seeing her nervousness, Zhang Chunyan laughed, "So you also have times when you get scared!"
After teasing Zhang Wanwan, Zhang Chunyan said seriously, "This time, the research on your lotus pot encountered many difficulties. I traveled all over the country and abroad during the summer vacation. Fortunately, the result is good. Domestic and foreign experts now basically believe that the plant is an ancient fruit with high research value. Now many people are paying attention to this matter. At this point, the thing is no longer something I can preserve. It was transferred to the Chinese Academy of Sciences during the summer vacation. It will be difficult for you to see it."
Zhang Wanwan swallowed hard and shook her head quickly, "Professor, you can make the arrangements. You don't need to discuss these things with me. If you can't meet, then don't meet. Anyway, I got the seeds from the research institute. I was just lucky that they sprouted."
"What are you talking about!" Zhang Chunyan suddenly frowned and said to Zhang Wanwan in a serious tone, "Girl, you haven't realized the seriousness of this matter. Since everyone confirmed that it is an ancient fruit, you are destined to be involved. Now many people have asked me about the origin of the ancient fruit, and I have been vague about it. Today I want to discuss with you. In the future, I must give the ancient fruit a proper origin, publish articles in domestic and foreign magazines, and even hold press conferences and speeches. You must know what this means!"
Zhang Wanwan's expression gradually became solemn. Even though she was ignorant, she knew that after this series of operations she would become famous and a rising star in the field of agronomy and botany. However, this would make many things out of her control.
Zhang Chunyan saw her expression changing inexplicably, and continued, "Also, you may have to go to the United States to attend an exchange meeting. This opportunity is rare. Your graduate students and seniors who have followed me for several years may not have such an opportunity. Most of them have only been there once or twice. You have just entered your sophomore year. This kind of luck is completely incomparable to them. In time, your achievements will definitely surpass theirs.
My child, sometimes luck is also a kind of strength, and it is something that others can never match no matter how hard they try. This kind of thing is very mysterious. I used to be skeptical, but after seeing so much from you, I now firmly believe that some people are just incredibly lucky, and there is nothing you can do about it. Think about it carefully!"
After Zhang Chunyan finished speaking, he picked up the textbooks and left the teaching and research office, leaving Zhang Wanwan alone to ponder.
It had to be said that some of Zhang Chunyan's words touched her heart, especially the one about going to the United States to attend an exchange meeting. A newcomer like her was almost not qualified. Even if she was a graduate student, she could only be an assistant. She would definitely benefit a lot from going there. More importantly, she might even have a chance to meet Leng Ziyue.
After such a long time of separation, Leng Ziyue's news has been intermittent. All she knew was from his cell phone. She still felt uneasy without actually meeting him.
Thinking of this, the balance in her heart had gradually tilted towards Zhang Chunyan, and she waited for Zhang Chunyan to come back after class.
Zhang Wanwan's eyes have become firm and confident.
Zhang Chunyan looked at her smiling face and wrinkled his face. "Haha. Have you figured it out?"
Zhang Wanwan nodded firmly, bowed to Zhang Chunyan, and said sincerely: "Professor, you are right, I am too picky. Others can't even ask for such an opportunity. If I don't cherish it, I will definitely be struck by lightning. But I am still a sophomore student. I was only a freshman last semester. If I tell them directly that I grew it, others may not be convinced. Professor, why don't I put it under your project name and say that you asked me to research it. Is that okay?"
Zhang Chunyan smiled helplessly, shook his head and sighed: "Girl, if you want to do this, it is equivalent to tacitly accepting that I am your mentor. You are only a sophomore now, so you can stop waiting and watching."
This time Zhang Wanwan answered very straightforwardly, "Professor, I decided since my freshman year that I would choose you as my advisor. There is no other choice."
"Hahahaha" Zhang Chunyan laughed with relief.
The two discussed some details before Zhang Wanwan left.
Walking out of the teaching and research building, she looked up at the blue sky, silently opened her parasol, and thought to herself that from today on, some things will slowly become different.
In the following time, Zhang Wanwan's life was still the same. She either attended classes or went to the flower shop. Apart from that, she often went to Zhang Chunyan's house to ask Zhang Chunyan to revise her research report. Before this time, Zhang Wanwan was always very upset. She did not take the grass seriously at the beginning and had never studied it carefully. Fortunately, she had a good memory and could recall many characteristics of the plants. Combined with the photos taken from various angles given by Zhang Chunyan, she finally finished a research report with some bumps and bruises.
At the same time, Zhang Chunyan also published an article in a mainstream newspaper about the discovery of ancient fruits, in which Zhang Wanwan's name was mentioned prominently.
Many people are paying attention to this matter now, and some people call him from time to time to inquire about the news. Unexpectedly, Zhang Chunyan exposed himself before any news was found out.
Suddenly, the entire botanical community was shocked, especially since the report wrote that Zhang Wanwan was only a sophomore in high school. Doesn't that mean she was only a freshman when she grew the ancient fruit?
The phone in the president's office of the Agricultural University was almost blown up, and all the school leaders were alarmed. However, these people did not go directly to find Zhang Wanwan. Instead, they contacted Zhang Chunyan first. After having an in-depth discussion with him, they allowed Zhang Chunyan to take Zhang Wanwan to the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
Although Zhang Wanwan had prepared herself mentally, she still felt her scalp tingling when she saw a group of highly respected academicians staring at her in the huge conference room.
(End of this chapter)