"However, there is one variation I haven't fully written, which is the 7,600th section on genetic diseases in the medical field..."
A rustling sound rang out.
The professors kept asking themselves the questions that were on their minds.
The students were very enthusiastic about raising their hands to ask questions.
The more Jiang Cheng explained things to them, the more alarmed they became!
After all, they are China's top scientists, and they know that every tiny symbol drawn on the multimedia screen is worth a fortune!
Feng Zhen was deeply shocked. He had been involved in the "human genome project" twenty years ago when he had just become a professor!
But his years of in-depth research were not even one ten-thousandth of Jiangcheng's achievements!
And the research direction is completely wrong!
He simply couldn't imagine how an eighteen-year-old boy from Jiangcheng could go against the direction paved by thousands of top scientific researchers and take a different path!
That takes so much courage!
Honestly, Feng Zhen felt he couldn't do it!
Time ticked by, second by second...
This lesson lasted for more than three hours!
Jiang Cheng provided the professors with a comprehensive analysis of the paper's understanding of the human genome!
They didn't overlook even the smallest problem!
Before we knew it, it was one o'clock in the afternoon.
The sun outside was at its hottest.
Jiang Cheng sat down in his chair and barely finished introducing his thesis.
The elderly people remained silent.
Shocking...
Only a silent shock.
They had absolutely no idea how to describe their inner feelings.
It would be no exaggeration to say that it stirred up a huge storm!
Before this, who could have imagined that this most profound topic in the Department of Biotechnology would be solved in time!
But the entire mystery was now laid bare before them.
"Jiang, I would like to ask you how long it took you from getting involved in this project to its success..." Professor Zhong frowned and asked a question that several professors present were eager to know the answer to.
"One month," Jiang Cheng said shyly, scratching his head.
"A month??????"
"Conquering the human genome in thirty days???"
Professor Shu Zhicheng felt his heart skip a beat!
You solved a problem that scientists from five countries had been researching for forty years in just one month!
"evildoer."
"A genius beyond compare!"
These words all came to mind.
Unparalleled genius...
Mr. Zhong realized almost instantly that he was wrong.
That's ridiculously wrong.
Before this morning, they had been focusing on Jiangcheng's thesis, but now it seems...
Need I say more about the genius of someone who deciphered the human genome in just one month?
He recalled the "Discourse on the Six States" that he had recited.
If a top-notch scientific researcher is equivalent to a city in China.
That Jiangcheng is worth ten or a hundred cities!
That's his value!
"Jiang Cheng, I don't know what to say right now. Do you know that after today, your name will resound throughout China, and you may even be remembered in history!"
"I don't have any ambition to be remembered in history, but I do have a small selfish wish..."
"What selfish motive?" Old Zhong asked, puzzled.
Jiang Cheng smiled sheepishly, "Actually, I'm thinking of giving you a reward for all my research contributions, maybe a professorship at Tsinghua or Peking University or something..."
"Huh??" Feng Zhen was taken aback.
Shu Zhicheng and Old Man Weng exchanged a glance.
Dean Zhong Yingzhe rubbed his forehead.
"That's it..."
"This is it, I don't want anything else," Jiang Cheng said firmly.
Zhong Yingzhe glanced at him, picked up his phone, and said, "Hello, yes, it's me. I want to add a professorship, right now. No need to go through any procedures, just add it now. The name is Jiang Cheng, and I'll send you his qualifications."
"Congratulations on completing the system task!!!"
"The host has become a professor at Tsinghua or Peking University!! A research grant of five million yuan is awarded! All variants of the human genome are also awarded!"
A cold, ruthless voice echoed in his mind.
Jiang Cheng was dumbfounded.
"Don't even mention being a professor at Tsinghua or Peking University; even if you asked me right now to give up my position as vice-principal of Tsinghua University, I wouldn't even flinch." Old Zhong looked at him earnestly.
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