Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

Chapter 458

An Ning left the dormitory and found a place to make a phone call.

Yin San, who was on the other side of the phone, was also the one investigating the news for An Ning. He hummed twice before hanging up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, An Ning started counting with his fingers involuntarily.

But probably because the hexagram didn't count, she got nothing.

But Tao Quan's repeated interruptions really made her uneasy. This man's thoughts were too deep for her to understand.

In other words, not even her mental power could detect Tao Quan's true emotional changes.

An Ning pushed her wheelchair out of the campus. When she came back again, the wheelchair was replaced by a cane.

An Ning, who was leaning on crutches, mentally calculated the time since her car accident. It was about a month before the cast could be removed.

"peaceful?"

A voice sounded behind An Ning, and An Ning turned around and greeted the boy running over.

"Squad leader, what's the matter?"

The boy who came was the monitor of Anning's math class, and the two had met several times.

The boy who was called the monitor came over with several books in his arms, smiled sheepishly at An Ning and said, "Why aren't you in a wheelchair?"

"Do you need help?"

"No, I'm fine, thank you."

An Ning refused, and the squad leader did not force him to do anything.

"By the way, Teacher Hu from Mathematics said that if he sees you, he will ask you to go to his office."

"Okay, I see, this will pass."

The squad leader moved out of the way, caught up behind him and said, "Teacher Hu said there is no rush."

"Understood, I just have time."

An Ning was walking very fast with a cane. The squad leader who was trotting next to him gradually stopped, looked at his intact legs, and then looked at An Ning.

"Even if you are smart, why are your legs and feet so good?"

The squad leader struggled for less than ten seconds. After glancing at his watch, he was shocked.

"It's going to be late!"

He ran away and rushed to the classroom with all his strength. He was not at peace and had no freedom to attend class.

An Ning on the other side limped to the office of the mathematics department.

As soon as she went upstairs, she met one of her teachers from the mathematics department. The teacher opposite was so surprised that her mouth was rounded. The moment she saw An Ning, she first took a look at her lesson preparation notes.

"Did I make a mistake in the last class?"

"No, teacher, I'm looking for Teacher Hu."

"Oh——-the third office on the left."

When the young teacher heard that he was saying no, he immediately moved out of the way, enthusiastically pointed the way, and let An Ning pass.

An Ning thanked her and walked past the teacher. She clearly heard the teacher say: "Burning incense is indeed useful."

An Ning walked over and frowned.

Burn incense?Who are you burning incense for?

An Ning, who didn't have time to ask, arrived at the third office on the left and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

An Ning pushed the door open and walked in. Teacher Hu happened to be in the office.

"An Ning is here? Come and sit in a wheelchair that's not yours?"

"I'm much better. I don't really need a wheelchair, and my mobility is not very convenient. This is good."

An Ning sat on the chair opposite the teacher, waiting for Teacher Hu to speak.

"You kid, you're calmer than me."

Teacher Hu stood behind the desk, found a photocopied notebook, and placed it in front of An Ning.

"Remember this?"

An Ning glanced at it and nodded.

"Remember, I wrote the notes for the class."

"Yes, that's the one. That's why I'm looking for you."

"Let me tell you, our current textbooks are very scarce. Many of them are compiled by us old guys while we are in class. Your notebook is very consistent with our textbooks, but it is also completely different from the textbooks from another angle. There is no duplication, so I want to ask you, do you want to publish this notebook and make it a real textbook?"

An Ning didn't care much about the textbooks, but she felt that Teacher Hu across from her did.

"Teacher, do you want this to become a textbook?"

"Yes."

Teacher Hu said bluntly: "We lack such a thing. If it can be spread over a large area, it can be used by many schools to educate more students and allow more students to learn."

"Then publish it."

An Ning agreed even more simply, making Teacher Hu sit down with a satisfied smile.

"An Ning, thank you. You don't know how many people you have helped invisibly."

An Ning really didn't know, but she remembered it in her heart and had a new understanding of publishing a book.

Writing books is equal to spreading knowledge, and spreading knowledge is equal to benefiting mankind.

"An Ning, I came to you for the second thing. What documents did you refer to for this book? This needs to be written down at the back. It is also a way of respecting others for sharing their knowledge."

references?

Peace is somewhat difficult.

What should I do if the literature she refers to does not exist in this world?

She couldn't just make up such nonsense about documents, after all, everyone could check them out.

Teacher Hu saw An Ning's confusion and asked, "Why, you don't remember? It's okay. You can go back and look for it. Just make a list for me."

"No."

An Ning shook his head and said the most pretentious thing.

"Teacher, my books do not need to refer to any literature, I am the literature."

After saying this, An Ning couldn't help but blush a little, and she forced him to suppress it. This cross was really going to be fake.

Sure enough, Teacher Hu opposite was shown off, but he accepted it faster than An Ning.

"Hehehe, okay, okay!"

"Sure enough, the future is terrible! Did I say it? Everything you see here looks unfamiliar. Okay, okay, it's better if you don't refer to the literature."

After the two discussed the matter of publishing, An Ning left Teacher Hu's office.

After leaving, An Ning felt a little embarrassed about stealing other people's fruits, and walked towards the cafeteria with his head lowered.

"Jiang Xia."

An Ning looked up and heard someone calling Jiang Xia's name.

After looking up, An Ning saw Jiang Xia being stopped by a girl more than 20 meters ahead.

The girl's long black hair was tied into a high ponytail, with a sunny smile and a well-proportioned figure. She handed Jiang Xia a piece of colored paper in her hand.

"Take it."

Jiang Xia didn't answer, took two steps back, walked around the girl and said, "I don't have time."

The girl with the high ponytail didn't give up and chased after her. She continued to persuade Jiang Xia: "Is this okay? You don't have to rehearse, just stand in the middle, okay?"

"No."

Jiang Xia still refused. Seeing that the girl was reaching the limit of her patience, she stamped her feet behind and chased after him again.

"Then why don't you just perform something yourself? You can do whatever you want, how about that?"

"No."

Still not working, the girl with a high ponytail raised her fist behind Jiang Xia and waved it in the air several times, as if she was beating Jiang Xia to vent her anger.

An Ning in the back looked funny. He walked up to the girl and asked, "Can I take a look?"

The girl with a high ponytail holding the flyer, her pupils suddenly dilated, looking at An Ning's fingers, her lips trembled with excitement.

"Anananan——"

"Hello, I'm An Ning."