Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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Based on the stereotypes given to the Swedes by other European countries or the Americans, the Swedes are a very casual nation in terms of body, and they are better in terms of speech and media.

Swedes can talk about body and **** at ease without feeling shy or embarrassed.

At this point, they are better than the Japanese.

One thing they have an advantage over the Japanese is that the Swedish girls have an excellent appearance. They have natural white skin, golden heads, and long, tall and slender noses brought about by the cold...

What's more rare is that Swedish body teaching films will be broadcast on public television without additional charges.

At breakfast the next day, Yang Rui clearly saw that there were several middle-aged scholars floating in their footsteps...

It was Mr. Tu Xian, whom he knew very well, even though he was still young, he still looked like he couldn't bear it.

Yang Rui understood them very well. Everyone just arrived and had no language skills, so they could only stay in the hotel and watch TV. There are not many TV programs to choose from. If you don’t understand Swedish, you can only arrange the time according to the attractiveness of the video.

"Eat two more eggs." Yang Rui patted Tu Xian on the shoulder, staggering him.

Tu Xian was annoyed and said, "How come you are out of sight."

"You are too imaginary, is the TV good?"

"I... didn't watch TV much."

"is it?"

"Well, I was too tired yesterday, so I fell asleep soon." Tu Xian was a little guilty.

Yang Rui laughed and said, "It looks like you didn't sleep well, isn't the bed OK?"

"The bed is pretty good, but it's a bit unaccustomed." Tu Xian was asked helplessly by Yang Rui.

"Don't get tired more and more sleep. By the way, where did Huang Mao go? Haven't you gotten up yet?" Yang Rui finally finished this round of ridicule after a turn of the conversation.

Tu Xian breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, "Huang Mao said he won't eat breakfast anymore, he wants to sleep a little longer."

"The hotel's morning buffet is free. Are you sure he doesn't want to come down to eat?" Yang Rui was deeply suspicious.

Tu Xian was taken aback for a moment, and asked: "Free means all free?"

"Of course, cheese bread, sausages, and Sweden's most famous meatballs are all free. You can also ask the chefs there to cook omelettes, steaks, or noodles." Yang Rui searched for his own pitiful little The experience of staying in high-end hotels barely fooled Tu Xian.

To say that domestic scholars and officials have a lot of opportunities to travel and stay in stores, but the form of buffet was not popular in the 1980s. Whether it is lunch or dinner, or a breakfast buffet, it is relatively rare.

Tu Xian touched his stomach, suddenly excited, and rushed forward when his eyes were shining.

Yang Rui sighed and shouted from behind: "Don't you call Huang Mao?"

"Let that old boy sleep." Tu Xian grinned twice, and said: "I'll go back and bring him something."

Yang Rui patted his forehead: "I can't take it out."

"Ah... the devil is so wicked." Tu Xian finally figured it out, and hurriedly went to the service desk to make an internal call, and woke up Huang Mao, who was reluctant to come down for breakfast in order to save money.

Yang Rui shrugged helplessly. Both Tu Xian and Huang Mao are members of Huarui Lab. They earn thousands of yuan in salary each month, which is a bit small by American standards, but they are among the wealthy in China. Moreover, they are not like self-employed individuals who need to worry about not having any protection in the future. With the papers presented by Tu Xian and Huang Mao, it is easy to find a teaching position in a domestic or foreign university.

However, not only Tu Xian and Huang Mao, but also other researchers in the Huarui laboratory, showed the spirit of economy, but it was the same as the ion channel laboratory or other people on the campus of Peking University.

After going abroad, the performance of a group of people is more obvious.

Although everyone has a subsidy, everyone has the idea of ​​saving subsidies. Even if the subsidies are not much and the savings are even less, everyone is happy.

"What do you want?" Jing Yulan finished washing, came to Yang Rui lightly, took his arm, and smiled twice.

Standing on the unfamiliar Stockholm land, Jing Yulan was very relaxed, and her movements became more generous.

"I have to consider Ambassador Ling's question." Yang Rui was not interested in discussing the issue of saving money, and instead spoke about the question he had been thinking about for a day.

Jing Yulan was not there, and asked inexplicably, "What happened to Ambassador Ling?"

"When I was in China, I talked to him on the phone." Under the guidance of the waiter, Yang Rui chose a seat and said: "Ambassador Ling agreed to my request at the time, and I also told him about us. Arrival time. As a result, you have seen the situation yesterday. His subordinates neither knew nor had any understanding of me or the delegation."

"Maybe you forgot?" Jing Yulan tried to ask.

"I contacted Ambassador Ling through Qiao Office. Even if he doesn't care about this kind of thing, he can't forget it. Besides, he can't be careless. An important duty of the embassy is to entertain people from China. The delegation, he doesn’t take advantage of this time to cultivate personal connections, and he shouldn’t offend people.” Yang Rui shook his head uncomprehensibly. From his point of view, ask the ambassador to arrange a better hotel and take care of it. There is no problem, but he doesn't understand how such a simple job can have flaws.

Even if I don't have time, I can always let the secretary remember.

Jing Yulan's expression also changed slightly when Yang Rui said this. Although she herself became a teacher, she knew a lot about the situation in the officialdom with her ears and eyes. At this moment, she thought a little and couldn't help saying: "Do you think Ambassador Ling is a little deliberate?"

"It feels like this, but it's not necessary." Yang Rui shook his head and said: "I won the Nobel Prize, his job will be much easier to do. Besides, I won an award in his office. Isn't this his political achievement? No matter what you think, there is no reason to deliberately."

Jing Yulan hesitated for a moment, and said, "Maybe he thinks based on another way of thinking."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, Ambassador Ling may be thinking differently from yours."

Yang Rui frowned and said, "You have to be clear."

"I won't talk about it." Jing Yulan flatly said, "I'm going to get some food, what do you want?"

"Swedish meatballs!" Yang Rui specifically explained, and said, "I want some soup."

Jing Yulan nodded and swayed to the dining area, leaving Yang Rui frowning.

After a while, when the food was on the table, Yang Rui said to Jing Yulan who was sitting down again: "Are you trying to say that Ambassador Ling doesn't believe I can get the Nobel Prize?"

"It's not a question of whether you believe it or not." Jing Yulan helped Yang Rui put butter on the bread, put it back on his plate, and said: "I heard people say that Ambassador Ling has returned to China every year since he became an ambassador when he went abroad in 1980. The time is less than two months?"

Yang Rui nodded.

Jing Yulan said, "Do you remember what China was like in 1980?"

Yang Rui froze for a moment. To be honest, he didn't have a deep impression of the 1980s. From his point of view, the entire 1980s can be summed up in poverty and backwardness.

Jing Yulan said: "In the 1980s, everyone was suffering. The teachers who were doing scientific research in the school could get funding at that time, except for office paper and stationery. There was basically nothing else. I listened to them chatting. At the time, I said that the English teaching and research section of Beijing Normal University originally sold newspapers for the holidays."

Yang Rui laughed blankly: "So, Ambassador Ling doesn't believe that I can get the Nobel Prize?"

Jing Yulan nodded and said, "I think he might think more deeply."

"Oh?"

"He was mostly thinking about what he would do if you started to make a big fanfare and didn't get the Nobel Prize in the end." Jing Yulan continued to spread bread to herself, with a relaxed tone, but the content was not relaxed at all.

Yang Rui stayed for a moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said, "You are the truth."

"what?"

"I want your slice of bread, the butter is more than 15% thick."

"Butter is free. I'll just spread it a bit more."

"I don't care, I want your piece." Yang Rui successfully diverted Jing Yulan's attention and opened his mouth: "You feed me."

"Okay." Jing Yulan was helpless and happy, raising the bread in her hand and stuffing it into Yang Rui's mouth.

Yang Rui tore it hard, chewing contentedly, and said something incomprehensible: "Finding a back path ahead of time may not really find a back path."

Jing Yulan didn't understand and didn't ask, but looked at Yang Rui with a smile on his face.

Qin Xiucheng walked in at about the same time, just to see this scene, he couldn't help holding his heart with both hands, and his steps floated even more.

(End of this chapter)