As the papers were handed over, Jiang Cheng stood at the very front, back straight! He took a deep breath, "Everyone, the next time we meet, I will be conducting the interviews. I look forward to you all standing out from the crowd! Afterwards, we'll travel together to the Northwest!"
The researchers gazed intently at the handsome young man, a rising star in China, and the owner of the dean's office on the right side of the main biotechnology building. Everyone who emerged from the group praised him highly; Jiang Cheng seemed to possess a unique charm.
They were eager to know where this allure came from.
The only way is to work together in the Northwest frontier, where we can witness it firsthand!
From a distance, Chen Ang stood in a corner, looking towards Jiangcheng.
Jiang Cheng glanced back at him, and their eyes met.
They smiled at each other.
He straightened his light blue suit, strode out of the conference room, and realized he had a lot of documents to process, so he couldn't stay too long.
The researchers began a heated discussion about the mind map of the brain-like project in the top-secret document. Their eyes were burning with enthusiasm as they raised and solved questions, engaging in fierce debates.
This serious attitude can be seen in every young person working in an ordinary position in China.
Youth are the backbone of the nation and its mainstay.
......
Jiang Cheng was processing documents late into the night, and many others, like him, were still awake, studying the mind maps for the Brain-Inspired Project. They wanted to deeply imprint this concept in their minds and then understand it. In the experiments, they would inevitably encounter various problems, which required brainstorming.
Everyone's ideas are important; in addition to understanding them, they should also broaden their thinking.
Shen Yiran sat in her dormitory at the Institute of Biotechnology, her brows furrowed as she stared at the document covered with her densely packed notes.
A whole day had passed, yet she found herself unable to even deeply understand Jiang Cheng's theories. The research on the Brain-Inspired Project was interconnected, layer upon layer. For every question she resolved, countless more arose.
Just like solving a math problem, understanding one step is not enough; you must complete all the logic within it to arrive at the true answer.
Therefore, after the word "solution", one item after another needs to be listed.
This progress was not a natural progression; Shen Yiran found it obscure and difficult to understand! Sometimes she would sit in her chair for tens of minutes, helpless, unable to even smoothly push forward the idea of intervening in Jiangcheng's mind.
Shen Yiran suddenly felt a pang of toothache; she couldn't imagine how Jiang Cheng had managed to write such a thick theoretical document of over ten pages...
She thought she was already very capable, having been at the top of her class since childhood, and after studying abroad and returning, she had received countless accolades in recent years. Yet, despite her brilliance, facing this document felt like a mediocre student copying the answers of a top student—she recognized all the symbols, but simply couldn't understand it.
To say that you can solve the problem just by reading the whole process is even more impossible.
A sudden surge of irritation rose within her, and when that emotion arose, she couldn't calm down and think. After struggling for a while, she let out a deep sigh, then got up from her chair, intending to rest her mind before continuing her research.
Coming out of her deep thoughts, Shen Yiran regained sensation in her body. Because she had been staying up for so long, her stomach rumbled, and she was a little hungry.
The cafeteria at the Institute of Biotechnology is open very late because many researchers like to work late into the night, often emerging from the lab at one or two in the morning to find the moon and stars shining brightly outside.
She looked out the window, pushed open the door, went downstairs, and walked towards the restaurant, which was brightly lit.
Stepping into the clean and tidy cafeteria, a dazzling array of food immediately caught Shen Yiran's eye, and her mood improved. She used tongs to take some food from the self-service area.
There were quite a few people who came to eat late at night, and right behind her, several researchers were discussing something.
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