Jiang Cheng's eyes quickly scanned the papers submitted by the researchers. There were no standard answers to the questions, but as the question setter, he had to judge whether the questions addressed the more important points.
If you have it, you can get points; if you don't, it's considered an incorrect answer.
He can confirm it with just a glance and then move on to the next one.
With such a fast review process, Jiangcheng was able to ensure that there were no mistakes.
In a short period of time, the number of answers kept increasing, one after another. His efficiency was unimaginable, and the only sound in the office was the clicking of the mouse.
Gu Qingwan carefully entered the room, placed the carefully prepared food aside, not daring to make a sound to disturb the owner, glanced up at the owner's focused expression, closed the door and went out again.
Half an hour later, Jiang Cheng exhaled, smelling the aroma of food filling the room. He got up, grabbed some utensils, and took them from the storage cabinet beside him. They were the same blue utensils that Xiao Li and he had paired with. He ate a couple of bites of food, preparing to finish before continuing.
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Researchers are anxiously waiting, much like students waiting for the results of the college entrance examination each year. Success or failure hinges on this moment, and many people are eager to participate in this program to increase their knowledge and gain glory, so it's no wonder they are filled with excitement.
Shen Yiran seemed a bit of a loner. She sat in the stone corridor downstairs in the Institute of Biotechnology, where there were many large fallen leaves and it was very quiet. Ladybugs fluttered around some of the withered yellow leaves, and these little creatures spread their wings and hopped onto the book she was holding.
Shen Yiran gently brushed it away. Although her eyes were on the book, her mind was completely filled with other things.
She really wanted to seize this rare opportunity; she had already missed it once, and she couldn't accept missing it a second time.
This time, I'm starting on the same starting line as everyone else. It's a complicated feeling, but it's not bad either.
Three hours is actually a very short time. Many people went to the meeting room in advance to wait. By the time the list was about to be announced, the room was already full.
Even earlier than Jiang Cheng arrived was Old Zhong. This sprightly old man, over seventy years old, was still concerned about all the big and small matters in the courtyard. The moment he pushed open the door and walked in, everyone looked over nervously. When the person in front of them was not the one they expected, they were slightly disappointed.
Academician Zhong chuckled inwardly. This was truly a rare sight. The young man's popularity among researchers was already subtly surpassing that of senior figures like himself, and it seemed that this trend would continue for some time. The use of "Jiang Cheng" as a pseudonym for Chinese researchers also indirectly demonstrated the success of China's scientific research strategy. Pushing him onto the world stage was indeed the right decision.
Soft footsteps echoed down the corridor.
Everyone held their breath and looked towards the door again. This time, it was Jiang Cheng who had arrived. He walked with light steps, followed by his stunningly beautiful assistant, Gu Qingwan.
For some reason, there was a hint of happiness on his face.
Jiang Cheng placed the documents on the table, pulled out two sheets of paper, and spoke clearly, "The results are in. Some of them are beyond my expectations. Everyone has a deep understanding of the Brain-Inspired Project. I saw many excellent answers, and the review process was also very helpful to me. I thought the written test would eliminate 80% of the people, but I didn't expect that quite a few people passed. China has a wealth of talented researchers, which is gratifying."
He picked up the list and read it aloud one by one. Every name he mentioned represented the highest level of scientific research in the country.
Some people already had the answer in Zhong Nanshan's mind, such as Chen Ang, a young man surnamed Wan. Many junior researchers from the Institute of Biotechnology were shortlisted, and when they heard their names, their faces lit up with excitement. While some were happy, others were worried. As the list went on, the light in the eyes of some researchers gradually dimmed.
Shen Yiran had been waiting, her heart pounding. She rarely felt so excited, and her breathing became heavy.
Why isn't it my turn yet? We're already on page two...
She gently bit her lip, her anxiety evident on her face. She unconsciously straightened her back and listened intently, afraid of missing her own name.
The woman prayed silently, recalling her tireless efforts over the past few days. She had truly worked hard, and the hardships she had endured were no less than anyone else's.
If she fails to make the shortlist this time, she will seriously doubt whether her research level has reached a critical point and can no longer make progress.
Shen Yiran is only thirty years old. If this suspicion is true, it will be an unimaginable blow to her.
Jiang Cheng read the list slowly and deliberately, and just as he was about to finish, the name "Shen Yiran" came out of his mouth.
Below the stage, a woman sitting in her chair, so nervous she could hardly contain herself, suddenly let out a breath. Her whole body seemed to collapse as she leaned back against the chair, slowly closed her eyes, and couldn't help but reach out to cover her cheeks. For a moment, she even felt an urge to cry.
She only realized when she touched her forehead that it was covered in cold sweat.
"The list has been read aloud. I will conduct the next round of interviews for those whose names are called. Time is tight, so let's take a short break and start right away. Don't be discouraged if you didn't make it; it means you still have a lot of room for improvement. I hope we can all be in the same program in the future!" Jiang Cheng reassured everyone.
He then went out to another room that had already been tidied up, to prepare for the next round of assessments.
In some ways, You Lixuan and Jiang Cheng are the same type of person; they are both decisive and efficient in their actions, never dragging their feet. Once they've decided on something and are ready to do it, they immediately get to work; hesitation and timidity are rarely on their minds.
Old Zhong was to help him select the final candidates for the program. He looked at everyone with an encouraging gaze, his eyes naturally settling on Shen Yiran, who was looking over at him.
The elderly man with a full head of white hair was very pleased.
Grandma Zhong got to know this girl because she spent a lot of time in the courtyard.
He was also quite helpless about her personality. She had achieved a lot before she was thirty years old, so it was normal for her to be arrogant. In addition, Xiao Shen came from the scientific research world and had a strong personality.
He has always been showered with affection, and even when things went wrong, he was always indulged and never criticized. Geniuses are always full of sharp edges, and it's understandable that they have a sharp edge.
Since Jiang Cheng arrived, she has been completely overshadowed, and the repeated blows have taught Shen Yiran a lesson in disguise.
One of the truths of this world is that there are always people better than you, and there are always mountains beyond mountains; there will always be people who are more outstanding.
If Shen Yiran doesn't seek change and continues to remain oblivious, her achievements will reach their peak, with no further possibility of progress.
But now it seems she has grown a lot.
Professor Zhong was very happy, and he was all smiles as he turned out of the room.
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