The country refused to make me a god

"Through gene editing technology, siRNA is used to silence PTB in primary astrocytes..."

"Loss of PTB triggers cellular activation..."

McPherson Kyle's questions ranged from simple to complex, cumbersome but did not lose the original order. Under the incandescent light, the boy talked eloquently about his doubts, without the restraint and shyness expected by the man.Although there were only three people present in the auditorium, the young man explained his project carefully with a serious face. Even McPherson Kyle subconsciously thought that this was not an exaggeration for a small press conference.

But even though Kyle is full of curiosity about this boy, he still won't back down on his principled issues.

"This article may take me some time to read carefully, and I can't guarantee that Roy will be satisfied with your article." McPherson Kyle was immersed in listening to the boy's answers to his many questions. After a while,? Then raised his head, and looked at Lin Yi seriously, "Lin,? Why don't you choose your Chinese-domestic periodicals?"

"As far as I know,? This article is qualified enough to be published." He tried to persuade the boy with lame words, "It is basically impossible for the first paper to be published on "Nature",? Not even Ed Arthur could do it."

The man paused, thinking of something: "You know who Ed Arthur is."

Of course, Edward Lam knew the name Ed Arthur. This young man who was eight years older than himself appeared on the big screen of the system as the youngest winner some time ago.

Of course, this is also indispensable for the two-person competition mission issued by the system to him by default, and the reward value is also very generous.

"Yes,? I understand. He just won the International Biology Award not long ago." The boy nodded, but the stubbornness in his eyes did not change at all. "However, if you don't try, how will you know?"

This child seems to be as stubborn as his past self, and he doesn't know how many blows he will suffer because of this. "

It's just that the current Kyle has long been defeated by the Buddhist family, and has forgotten all the turmoil in the scientific research circle.

Listening to Lin Yi's answer, the man was thoughtful, and remained silent for a long time under the watchful eyes of the two teenagers.

"I see." Kyle finally said, "I can help you once, but I can't guarantee whether it will be successful."

"In any case, I still suggest that you change your mind in advance."

At least I had a chance.

Thinking of the SCI promise he had made to Senior Cao Keli earlier, Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay." The boy still smiled brightly as always, "I will consider it."

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After handing over the thesis to McPherson Kell, Yi Lin boarded biorxiv after a long absence.

This is a platform for publishing preprinted papers. Of course, it is not an exaggeration to call it the "circle of friends" of many great gods.

The young man found the latest thesis of the young man named Ed Arthur. Looking at his field that was far from his own, the boy quickly browsed the papers piled up with various nouns, with a blank expression on his face.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Qian suddenly appeared behind the young man, with one glance and ten lines, he saw all the content that Yi Lin could not cover in front of him, "Why are you suddenly interested in cell transplantation?"

There is nothing to hide, and Yi Lam has no intention of defending. Instead, he jokingly took the mouse and clicked on the top paper after searching for Ed Arthur, "Why do you say I want to study this field?" Sample?"

? ? ?Insulin b-cell transplantation?

Isn't it said that Edward Lam was still researching on brain nerves before? Why did he suddenly change his direction?

And his thesis is still in the stage of submission, is it possible that he gave up all of it after chatting with McPherson Kyle?

Jiang Qianzai carefully studied Lin Yi's expression in front of him, but he didn't catch anything.

"You won't be serious," Jiang Qian said in a serious tone, "Do you want to go for the Nobel Prize?"

Lin Yi did not react: "What?"

"If you don't win the Nobel Prize, you go to study the isolation of B cells?" The boy complained, "Besides diabetes, I really can't figure out what else you want to do..."

It was just a sudden impulse, which seemed to make Jiang Qian take it seriously.

However, he seemed to think too much of himself as a genius.

Listening to the boy's explanation, Lin Yi couldn't help but laugh.

"Just kidding." The young man turned his head to look at the nervous Jiang Qian behind him, with starlight in his eyes, "I haven't finished this thesis yet, why would I start another project suddenly?"

"I'm not that good."

No, I don't believe it.

After being hanged and beaten, the teenager's trust in Lin Yi's various promises dropped to the lowest level.

For example, the question is very simple, for example, there is no super-class.

And now, no projects will be launched suddenly.

Wait, the question is very simple?

Jiang Qian, who suddenly remembered his purpose of finding someone, quickly hid the slander in his heart, and looked at Lin Yi who still didn't forget to read the article while chatting with him with a serious face.

"Well... the results are out." Jiang Qian's voice seemed to be a little hesitant, he paused deliberately, and after successfully attracting the boy's attention, he whispered the information he had received.

"You are ranked No.5, I will order ahead of you, No.2..." He sold out his teammates without hesitation, "Meng Meng is No.1."

No.5?

Apparently, Lin Yi was also full of puzzles about this result. He opened the group chat of the training team he joined after he came to the imperial capital under Jiang Qian's prompt.

As soon as it was opened, Jiang Qian didn't need to explain, his name appeared prominently on the screen.

[Ji Chengzhou: @奥运会-Mr. Ji Guangliang, may I ask how Lin Yi’s grades are. 】

[IOC-Ji Guangliang: @林俊examination paper has a difficulty rating of 0.1, a total score of 1 for the questions, 10 points for the answers, and 11 points for the comprehensive assessment.ranked fifth. 】

[Ji Chengzhou: Teacher, are you really not mistaken? ? ?Isn't Edward Lam a perfect score? 】

[IOC-Ji Guangliang: The difficulty is too high. 】

[Ji Chengzhou: Okay, thank you teacher. 】

If he didn't understand the meaning of Ji Guangliang's words, Lin Yi could subconsciously portray Ji Chengzhou as an image of caring about his classmates.

As the saying goes, cats cry and mice fake mercy, I'm afraid it's him who is talking about it.

"However, the weekly score is lower than yours. He didn't solve the question you asked. Adding the question score, the total is only 9 points, ranking No. 11." Jiang Qian's voice spread along with the news. To Lin Yi's consciousness.

It turned out to be the case.

The young man narrowed his eyes and understood clearly.

He just glanced at the screen again, and then quietly pressed the switch button.

"It's okay, it's just an exam." He spoke plainly, as if he wasn't a bit nervous about his sudden drop in grades.

Of course, the fact is also true.

Full marks in the second test, ranking third in the total score...

The third quiz has a full score, and the total score ranks second...

Full score in the fourth test, ranking first in the total score...

In the next few exams, the boy used his extraordinary strength to slap Ji Chengzhou who was not ranked high at the beginning.

Seeing Ji Chengzhou's increasingly ugly face, Jiang Qian, who was on the sidelines, became visibly excited.

Look, so why are you being so arrogant?

The boy who also suffered from him last year just wanted to applaud.

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Of course, if he really cared, Lin Yi didn't care about the name Ji Chengzhou as much as Meng Zhenghe did.

He just treats every exam normally, and treats every ranking with a calm mind.

Compared with this boy who dangled in front of him from time to time to increase his sense of presence, Edward Lam obviously cared more about his thesis.

McPherson Kyle did not communicate with the teenager after the lecture. Even after exchanging contact information, the dialog box between the two was still blank and there was no movement.

Professor Kyle, who is too quiet, is obviously out of tune with the Chinese food pictures sent by his circle of friends on time every day.

Although Kyle didn't reply to him, the boy had already guessed most of it.

Finally, on the seventh day of the boy's stay in the imperial capital, McPherson Kyle, who had been silent all this time, sent him a message.

[Macpherson Kyle: Sorry. 】

Edward Lam did not submit an article to the magazine. Obviously, this reply was the result that Kyle got from him through his personal relationship.

Before the boy could reply, Kyle's message was sent again soon.

[Macpherson Kyle: Roy thinks that your article may still have room for improvement in importance. 】

[McPherson Kyle: Possibly, temporarily, this article by your team cannot be published in "Nature". 】

[Macpherson Kell: "NEUROLOGICAL" or "EUROPEAN" may be more suitable for you. 】

《NEUROLOGICAL》、《EUROPEAN》

These two names sounded in front of the boy again.

The young man pursed his lips, and the decision he had been hesitant seemed to be shaken by the friendly suggestions of two consecutive teachers.

【Edward Lam: Okay, thank you, Mr. Kyle, I will consider it. 】

The boy's fingers moved slightly, his fingertips bounced, and he typed one symbol after another on the screen.

[Yi Lam: If we switch to the journals "NEUROLOGICAL" or "EUROPEAN", is that okay? 】

The group that had been silent for a long time responded quickly.

【Mengmengmengmengmengzhenghe: These two are also SCI. After all, Lin Yi, you are publishing a paper for the first time, so don't put too much pressure on yourself. 】

[Mengmengmengmengmeng Zhenghe: This experiment is your main achievement in the final analysis. We are already satisfied with a second work, let alone a first one. 】

[Shi Yangjia: SCI? ! ! ! 】

[Cao Keli: Yes. 】

[Shi Yangjia: Hold the boss's legs tight! 】

It seems that he has always given the most pressure.

The boy bit his lip, and his blood color returned to normal after a moment of paleness.

【Edward Lam: Okay, thank you everyone. 】

The author has something to say:

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Cuckoo and Jiyou were stuck for 10 minutes in choosing words and making sentences.

Friends: Change your vote?

Cuckoo: No, persist and miss.

gay friend:? ? ?can you be more specific

Cuckoo: (obediently) Okay——

(after adding)

Jiyou: Isn’t your tactful rejection a bit too tactful?

Cuckoo: Then...you are too young, how can you say that you are not strong enough?

Cuckoo: Authoritative? ? ?

Jiyou: You can’t say that——

Jiyou: A little immature?

Cuckoo (hesitating): It doesn’t feel right...

Cuckoo: The importance is worthy of consideration? ? ?

Cuckoo (acting like a baby): Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, ! !

——————————感谢在2021-03-15?21:05:54~2021-03-16?21:59:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 chicken drumstick in honey sauce;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Nanyin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!