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Miwa Yoshimoto paused, tilted his head and said, "I think thirty points is the most suitable for him! Well, barely fifty points, Dad, what do you look like? It is difficult for him to pass the project, although it sounds like It's quite innovative, but his mistakes are so many that I can't bear to look directly at them. I can easily see many of them, and his final conclusion is still a guess, isn't it ridiculous? The judges have said that Ye Su's mistake is that so many contestants most of them!"

Gimoto Taku was also somewhat dissatisfied with his daughter's obviously hostile comments. She had gradually lost the quality most needed by a person who studies science - objectivity.

He sighed softly, and said earnestly: "There are two people, one man built an aircraft carrier, but there are huge problems in the structure, power system, etc., and it is still unknown whether it can be put into use. There is another person who made a beautiful toy car model, which is very realistic, and the battery can be used for remote control, and even the texture of the tires is quite detailed and clear. Tell me, which of these two people is better?"

Yoshimoto Miwa was stunned in disbelief for a while before shouting: "Dad, you said my research is just a model? A toy?"

Yoshimoto Taku also shook his head in disappointment, his expression instantly made Yoshimoto Mihe jump up like a bomb, his eyes were red: "Is this how I look in your eyes? Is that Ye Su so much better than me? You lost to Li Honghou, have you looked down on yourself, have you looked down on the students you have taught?"

"You can't always find the point." Yoshimoto Takuya said in a deep voice, "I just want to give you an example to tell you that many mistakes do not mean that you are useless, and perfection does not mean how good you are. You are still too young to hold your breath. "

"Small?" Yoshimoto Miwa laughed at herself, "Isn't my age always something you are proud of?"

"Maybe I was wrong." Yoshimoto Taku also looked at his daughter distressedly, "You have been exposed to chemistry since you were a child. You are not only talented but also enthusiastic. I am very happy to be your father, but I forgot that you are just a child. , children should have childhood and youth, but you only have chemistry..."

"It's enough for me to have chemistry!" Yoshimoto Miwa interrupted him.

"Not enough." Yoshimoto Takuya's words were faint but full of weight. It was a teacher and even a father's advice, which made Yoshimoto Miwa afraid to speak back for a while.

Yoshimoto Taku also continued: "Your thinking is limited by chemistry, you are meticulous and serious, these good qualities make you show hard work beyond your talent, but it is your hard work that makes your thinking gradually rigid, you can only See the elements, see all kinds of wonderful chemical reactions, but there are still many beautiful places that you have overlooked. And chemistry is not an independent subject, it is amazing and great, and you can’t find chemistry in your life Boundaries, because chemistry is not just chemistry, it is related to physics, biology, medicine and even literature. But you can only see chemistry, which may allow you to reach a very high level in this field, but it cannot make you You jump out and look at chemistry from a macro perspective."

Yoshimoto Miwa bit her lip. Her father's words were authoritative since she was a child, and every word could be engraved on her heart.These words were like a pair of big hands forcibly erasing her belief and painting another look.

Yoshimoto Taku also walked in front of Yoshimoto Miwa and stroked her hair lovingly: "Miwa, after this competition, you can consider taking a vacation for yourself and travel around the world to see rich cities and poor ones." In the countryside, meet some people, listen to some stories, you can regard chemistry as part of your life, but not all. That boy named Ye Su, you can learn from him, his life must be wonderful.”

As he said that, Yoshimoto Taku also showed the narrow smile that every father has: "If you are willing to try a relationship, I will not object."

Yoshimoto Mihe glared at his father, his feelings were suppressed, and he quickly changed the subject: "So, you think Ye Su's project is very good?"

"Good or bad, it's hard to judge." Yoshimoto Taku also frowned in embarrassment, "It's no wonder that group of guys kept going back and forth. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to make a decision."

"Why?" Yoshimoto Miwa asked in surprise.

Gimoto Taku also paused, but still shook his head, as if answering the wrong question: "Wait a little longer."

"Wait for what?"

"Wait for those people to make up their minds."

……

Ye Su received a lot of interviews today. As the only player in China who advanced to the third round of the finals, he was followed by almost a billion people in the country.As the other contestants calmed down, the news that Ye Su's results had been changed repeatedly spread out.

For a moment, all the media were staring at Ye Su, trying to get even a few words of explanation from him.It's just that Ye Su himself didn't know the specific reason. Professor Li Honghou didn't explain it to him in detail. He was silent in front of the media and just laughed. Complaining, dealing with people is much harder than dealing with experiments.

Ye Su almost fell asleep after washing.

When he opened his eyes again, he felt that he woke up after only a second of sleep, and his head was still a little dizzy. He remembered the days of getting up early and staying late at night in high school, and even dreaming seemed a luxury.

Ye Su frowned, before getting ready to get up.

However, when he just raised his head, he suddenly froze. Only dim light came in from the window with the curtains drawn, reflecting a figure in front of the table under the window, who seemed to be propping his head up in thought, or maybe in a deep sleep.

It's Hanye.

Ye Su recognized him from the back, because Ye Su had never seen a back that was so indifferent but full of presence like Han Ye, as if the burden of a thousand catties was only a feather on him, but even It's really light as a feather, and it will make him take it seriously.

Ye Su stood there stunned, he hadn't been to the interstellar world for a long time, even he thought he would never come again, when he suddenly saw Han Ye, he was very pleasantly surprised.

It wasn't until Han Ye realized something and turned around that Ye Su said, "I'm awake."

After speaking, Ye Su came back from the trance like a demon.

Han Ye showed some relaxed smiles. He stood up, opened the curtains, and the bright and clean sunlight flooded in, illuminating the room thoroughly and warmly. Han Ye still couldn't see his face clearly.

Han Ye approached Ye Su, helped him up and sat on the bed, and asked him, "How is it?"

In fact, Ye Su wanted to say that he could sit, but he turned his eyes away in embarrassment, and said, "I just feel a little tired, but everything else is fine. How long have I slept?"

"Sleeping?" Han Ye seemed to be interested in Ye Su's words, and followed his words: "I slept for seventeen days."

This is not sleep, it is a coma.

Ye Su smiled and asked, "Where are we now? Have we all escaped? Where are Yan Xuechen and Xiao Pofeng?"

"It's safe now." Han Ye turned his head and looked in the direction of the door, and said, "Don't think too much, first check your physical condition."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened, and a group of people rushed in.

Han Ye stepped back, gave them the space, and explained to the astonished Ye Su: "They are all doctors, so don't be nervous, just cooperate with them."

The medical team of the Auxiliary Department of the Ming Academy received the news that Ye Su was awake immediately, and came to check him immediately.It was only then that Ye Su noticed that both sides of his bed were filled with all kinds of instruments, basically all of them were working, many screens were on, and various bands came and went, showing that Ye Su was still alive.

The medical captain put two patches on Ye Su's temples, put a helmet on him, and said to Ye Su: "Can you still output mental power? Try outputting it?"

Seeing that Han Ye was very relieved of these doctors, Ye Su followed suit.

The captain observed Ye Su's face while looking at the test results of the instrument: "The texture of mental power is normal and undamaged, there is no permanent consumption, no irreparable damage, and the change in the level of mental power is not yet clear. Very good, boy, when you output mental power How does it feel? Is there a sense of stagnation? Does the brain feel pain?"

Ye Su felt it carefully before saying, "I don't have any special feeling, it's almost the same as before."

The medical captain frowned: "Why is it so normal? It shouldn't be. Okay, you continue to output mental power, and you stop when I say stop."

The captain didn't stop until the red light on the helmet came on, just at this time the mental power level was also measured: "B-, what was your original level?"

Ye Su didn't know how to explain his changing mental power level, so he could only ask Han Ye tactfully: "What time is it, calculated according to the alliance time."

"Six in the morning."

Ye Su was taken aback. His mental power had reached level B at only six o'clock. He calculated the jet lag in the Pacific Ocean, and indeed he came to this world just after falling asleep. According to his past experience, he had just fallen asleep. When sleeping, the level of mental power here is only d level, at most c level.

"One level higher than before." Ye Su replied vaguely.

The medical captain was amazed: "It's a blessing in disguise. It's not easy to improve one's mental strength."

He was holding the helmet, and the assistant behind him raised the mental power temporary storage machine connected to the helmet, and reported to Han Ye: "Everything is normal at present, but I have to analyze the specific situation again, and I will report in detail in five hours. come out."

"Okay." Han Ye nodded, and after seeing that the group of people had all left the room, he walked to Ye Su's side again, hooked up a stool, and sat on it.

Ye Su straightened his waist suddenly, Han Ye in this appearance made him feel as if he had something important to say.

Sure enough, Han Ye put away his smile, stared at Ye Su, and said slowly: "Through this period of time, you should know that my identity is not as simple as it seems on the surface."

Ye Su nodded.

"My other identity is a secret." Han Ye said, looking at Ye Su with sharp eyes, "Can you keep this secret?"

"Yes!" Ye Su said quickly.

"How can you convince me that you can?"

"..." Ye Su was speechless.

"In my opinion, there is only one kind of person who can keep a secret for me." Han Ye's words made Ye Su's heart beat faster. He raised his head nervously, but saw a strange smile on Han Ye's face. The brain was handed to Ye Su, and the screen above it displayed a half-white and half-black circular symbol. This is the special optical brain of the Ming Academy.

"That is, my own people."