"Chuchu, I hope that no matter what the future holds, you can always keep a heart that serves your country and not let the country and your family down."

The old professor turned to Lin Chuchu as he pushed open the door, his eyes filled with expectation and pleading.

Lin Chuchu was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but say seriously, "Teacher, don't worry. I was born a Chinese, so I naturally have a Chinese soul. I will never betray my country."

The old professor nodded with satisfaction, "Good!"

The work had to continue, and with Lin Chuchu joining, the pace was much faster. While others were still unsure, Lin Chuchu was able to provide the correct answer.

Lin Chuchu is like a walking encyclopedia; she can remember everything she has seen, which brings them great convenience.

After finishing her work for the day, Lin Chuchu greeted everyone and, after confirming that they had other things to do, left first.

Old Yu watched Lin Chuchu's retreating figure with a smile, looking at the old professor with envy, "Your student is really good."

A hint of pride flashed across the old professor's face. "That's right, she was the best student I've ever taught."

After saying that, he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly looked at Old Yu.

"What do you mean by that? You...you mean to..."

"The vacancies caused by the loss of two people are difficult to fill in a short time. Why don't you submit Lin Chuchu's name?"

Mr. Yu smiled and told him his plans.

The old professor was pleased, but he didn't show it on his face. He pretended to hesitate and asked.

"But she's not a researcher, is she sure she can handle it? Won't she fall behind your pace?"

Old Yu rolled his eyes at him, "If you could stop smiling like that, I might actually believe you."

"Aren't you just like Chuchu? If you can be allowed to stay despite the exceptions, then Chuchu can too."

"Besides, she's probably read more books on the subject than you have. All she needs now is practical experience, right?"

The foreign books they brought back were all copied by Lin Chuchu, and some of them still can't fully understand them now.

That makes sense now. The old professor hesitated and said, "Then shall I report Chu Chu's name?"

Old Yu waved his hand, telling him to hurry up and fill out the registration form.

No one else had any objections, but Old Song suddenly joked, "What do you think would happen if we let Chuchu visit school libraries in various countries? Wouldn't China be rich?"

If they could remember everything they saw and copy all the books back exactly as they were, wouldn't they be able to bring back all the books in the world?