Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

Li Rong didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment.

It was obviously a quiet and windless New Year's Eve, but snowflakes were falling in the sky.

This time the snowflakes were very small and light, floating unsteadily in the air, and it took a long time to sink quietly.

If it wasn't for the lemon yellow streetlights that caught them, Li Rong probably wouldn't have noticed their shadows.

The auspicious snow heralds a good year, and it seems to be a gift from heaven.

Li Rong forcefully opened the window a small crack, and the years-old dust rose up, suspended around for a while, and then was swept away by the snowflakes.

The clear air outside the window came slowly with the mellow smell of earth.

The coolness slowly spread on his skin, but this kind of temperature from the vast world brought him more real feelings, pulled him out of the dream bubble, and took a good look at this funny and impermanent world.

He didn't talk to Cen Xiao anymore, but quietly held up his mobile phone, looked at the chaotic banquet hall opposite through the window, and breathed hard.

This is the first time he really felt the power of rebirth.

This indescribable powerful force allowed him to stand outside the incident and look down on everyone, just like his current perspective, from top to bottom, hiding in the dark, looking at the shadows in the dim lights.

Cen Wei didn't urge him either, no one can empathize with Li Rong's feelings, he needs to experience the success of this first step carefully, and then muster up the courage to take every remaining step well.

The paper was published today, and the news fermented today. Everything was perfect like a well-designed coincidence, but he understood that such a coincidence cannot be designed, and there are many things that they cannot control.

This is a candy sent from heaven.

Li Baishou came back to his senses, and he wanted to pick up the shattered champagne glass in embarrassment, as if he wanted to pick up his shattered fantasy.

He couldn't stand being ugly in front of Lan Shu's people, he had to put a gorgeous border on his dignity, and then leave the fraternity in a calm and decent manner.

But Li Baishou couldn't control his fingers trembling.

Li Qingli seemed to follow him like a shadow, becoming a nightmare he couldn't get rid of.

He didn't know how important Li Qingli's hypothesis was. He just heard Li Qingli mention it by chance, and he also knew that Li Qingli had studied it for nearly three years to ensure the feasibility of the hypothesis.

But looking at the degree of fermentation on the RQ trend, this must be an amazing study.

The word 'amazing' flashed through his mind, making him feel extremely desperate.

Talent is something that makes people envious but can't be stopped, but he is not the one favored.

Li Qingli is already dead, but his achievements will keep him alive.

As for himself, although he has climbed to this position, although he already has a reputation and status that no one else can get in a lifetime, but one day he really dies, no one will remember him.

He is not young anymore.

Li Baishou was careless for a moment, and the glass tip cut his skin, and blood beads slowly seeped out.

The waiter hurriedly pushed the sweeper over: "Don't worry about it, I'll come."

Li Baishou stopped his movements stiffly, and found himself squatting, doing what a waiter should do.

And Cen Qing was still standing opposite him, watching his movements with cold eyes.

Li Baishou's side face was hot, he stood up with his knees on his hands, and smiled ugly: "I still have something to do, I'll go back first."

Of course Cen Qing didn't feel sorry for Li Baishou's departure, in fact, Cen Qing's brain also went crazy.

He wished that Li Baishou would leave quickly, otherwise he would not be able to explain Xiao Muran's gaffe to others.

Fortunately, the banquet hall was extremely chaotic, and no one paid attention to Xiao Muran, who turned his back to everyone and was crying and wearing make-up.

Li Baishou looked for Liu Tanzhi's shadow in the chaotic crowd.

Liu Tanzhi only lost his composure for a moment, but at this moment he has fully recovered. Standing aloof, he picked up a bacon sandwich from the small tray.

She chewed slowly, enjoying the small and exquisite delicacy, until Li Baishou found her, and grabbed her arm in some frustration: "Come home with me."

Liu Tanzhi knew that she and Li Baishou had to go out together, but Li Baishou acted rudely and shook the sandwich in her hand.

Liu Tanzhi lowered his head, glanced at the half-bitten sandwich on the ground, the veins on his forehead twitched, and it took a few seconds to restrain his anger.

Someone from Hong Suo took advantage of this time to ask Li Baishou: "Professor Li, have you seen the news? What's going on? When did Professor Li submit the manuscript..."

Li Baishou's mind was in a mess, and he didn't have time to sort out his thoughts.

If the manuscript was submitted before Li Qingli's accident, and the manuscript was scheduled for after his accident, the whole incident would be too ridiculous, and the Hongsuo Research Institute would become a laughing stock.

Because as long as Li Qingli's hypothesis is feasible, they will definitely conduct in-depth research on the basis of Li Qingli's hypothesis, and reach the result that Li Qingli predicted.

Li Qingli's influence will last forever in units of years.

Li Baishou said perfunctorily: "I don't know about this, why don't you ask Professor Jiang."

As soon as he reminded them, everyone turned their attention to Jiang Weide.

Jiang Weide's skin was a little red, and there was a little sweat on his temples and forehead. He was very excited now.

But he had to suppress this excitement and appease the restless crowd.

"Okay, okay, now is not the time to talk about work, but please rest assured, we know about this."

Jiang Weide raised his hand and made a comforting gesture, and the chaotic crowd quieted down.

Jiang Weide's status in the Hongsuo Research Institute is extraordinary, and he will definitely know some management news that others don't know.

Since he said so, then things must be under control, and the research institute must know the ins and outs, so there is really no need to worry.

The crowd began to discuss in low voices again: "So Professor Jiang knows about Professor Li's submission? The dean also knows?"

"I think so. Professor Li would never betray the dean if he wanted to submit a manuscript."

"Then why did you hide it from us? It seems that Professor Li doesn't know."

"Hey, it's hard to say, after all, what happened to Professor Li's family."

"Actually, I think that Professor Li is not that kind of person, and some rumors are too..."

"Shh, don't think blindly, what can we think?"

……

Hong Suo's people quieted down, but Lan Shu's side became curious again.

Jian Changli, the president of District [-], was standing near Jiang Weide. People in Hongsuo respected Jiang Weide, but he didn't have that in mind. Hearing this argument, he couldn't help answering: "I don't know much about scientific research. Then, do you still have to study the article about cough...?"

He mentioned it casually, and brought the atmosphere back to freezing point.

Now everyone doesn't understand what the attitude of Hongsuo Research Institute is. If we want to study Li Qingli's article, will it also clear up some obviously fake rumors about Li Qingli, and whether the wind direction has changed.

If it hasn't changed, shouldn't we touch related projects to avoid getting into trouble?

Jian Changli blinked, took a private look, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said cheerfully: "Did I say something wrong? Oh, my mouth! Don't listen to me, keep eating and drinking, just treat me as something Didn't even ask."

He had a problem for Jiang Weide, but he himself was clean, and he casually comforted him, and then he took his wife and slipped away to the small garden.

Cen Qing glanced at Jian Changli's gloating back, and couldn't help shaking his head.

Because of the relationship between Cen Wei and Jian Fu, he and Jian Changli are also closer.

This is probably the benefit of being clean and ignorant. Jian Changli can be frank enough in any situation, and even for his own happiness, he can casually insert a knife into other people's pain points.

Li Baishou was about to drag Liu Tanzhi away, but he couldn't help but stop after hearing Jian Changli's words.

He needs Jiang Weide's statement. He is at a loss now, and he doesn't know if he has been tricked by Jiang Weide. If he really got out Li Qingli's hard drive and published his hypothesis privately, will he just fall into a trap and put himself in it? .

Liu Tanzhi finally couldn't help it, and shook off Li Baishou's rough fingers, the disgust in his eyes flashed, and the corner of his eyes flicked to the corner behind him.

Han Jiang picked up the Earl Gray tea, lowered his eyes, and took a sip calmly, as if he didn't care about Jiang Weide's answer.

Jiang Weide took a tissue, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and lowered his head to take out his phone.

After taking a look, his complexion changed subtly. His skin, which was already flushed from excitement, seemed to become even redder. A trace of imperceptible wrinkles appeared on his forehead that had just wiped off the sweat.

He frowned, put the phone away, his dry and dark red lips trembled, and said earnestly: "I hope everyone understands that the achievements of scientific research are the wealth of the entire human being, and it does not need to endorse the character of the researcher, just like a painter The paintings of famous artists and the lyrics of musicians have meanings independent of the creators when they are born.

As long as it is valuable and worth exploring, our generation will fight against all opinions and move forward. Therefore, when we discovered Li’s completed research, we thought twice and decided to submit it in Li’s name.

I hope everyone can understand the painstaking efforts of the research institute under pressure, and don't spread unrealistic rumors, just leave your concerns and doubts here, please everyone. "

After Jiang Weide finished speaking, he bowed deeply.

Suddenly there was applause one after another under the stage, and the crystal chandelier was dazzlingly bright, illuminating everyone in the banquet hall with nowhere to escape.

"It turned out to be like this. It's really embarrassing for the dean and Professor Jiang."

"I also think so. Li's research results are one thing, but Li himself is another. The two should not be confused."

"No matter what else, I have always been convinced of Li's scientific research ability."

"Professor Jiang did the right thing. People can't use diodes. Otherwise, this achievement will be buried in the ground with Li Chang, and we don't know how much energy we will waste doing repeated research."

……

No one noticed that the muscles on Jiang Weide's deeply buried face were trembling uncontrollably, he clenched his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot and red from the bowing posture, he clenched his hands hard, sweat from his temples dripped down his side The face slid down and hit the marble floor hard.

Li Rong clearly heard Jiang Weide's words through the mobile phone.

He looked at the generous and kind mentor in the past, and the memories of being taken care of, cared for, and loved flashed one after another in his mind.

Jiang Weide was really kind to him.

The other researchers who just came in were eager to establish a good relationship with the professor. Serving tea and water, and doing errands were trivial matters that were not worth mentioning.

But Li Rong didn't please anyone, but Jiang Weide took the initiative to take care of him.

Jiang Weide is a little bit high, and his wife doesn't let him eat outside, and makes a nutritious breakfast every day.

Jiang Weide would bring a copy to Li Rong by the way, and asked the students to help with the excuse that he could not eat too much.

Once or twice is a coincidence, but doing more every time is intentional.

Jiang Weide still doesn't know that he had breakfast at Cen Wei's place, just as if he was renting a house alone, and he didn't even eat three meals regularly.

Li Rong couldn't help but sneered.

He always thought that he was sober in the world, but he turned out to be blind.

In his last life, he regarded Jiang Weide as his respected relative, and regarded Cen Wei as an enemy he could not avoid.

But now, it was his dear mentor who lied in front of everyone, and the one who stood by his side without hesitation was Cen Xiao, who was on the opposite side of the phone.

In this world, no one misunderstands people, and no one misunderstands people.

But what Jiang Weide said saved him a lot of trouble.

Otherwise, if things get serious and someone finds him, he doesn't know how to say the source of the paper.

Now, people who don't know the truth will definitely feel fear, and fear is the beginning of mistakes.

Li Rong picked up a piece of cold salmon, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed lightly.

He said vaguely to Cen Ling: "Bring two more cups of mulled wine over here, I want to celebrate."

Jiang Weide's explanation was impeccable, and this set of arguments directly stood on the moral high ground, so that people from the United Chamber of Commerce could not raise any objections.

However, this matter has nothing to do with the vast majority of people in the chamber of commerce.

Cen Qing didn't care whether what Jiang Weide said was true or not, Xiao Muran finally stopped sobbing, and covered his red eyes with his hands, feeling a little dazed.

Cen Qing blocked Xiao Muran who lost his composure with his body, and couldn't help but glance in Cen Xiao's direction.

Cen Xiao just glanced contemptuously at the crowd applauding warmly, then turned around and walked out of the banquet hall without thinking.

Cen Qing's heart skipped a beat suddenly, his nerves tensed subconsciously.

He didn't know why Cen Xun obviously didn't believe Jiang Weide's words, but he could see Cen Xun's attitude, and Cen Xun seemed to know a lot of things they didn't.

When Cen Ling walked out of the Seven Star Hotel, he was forced to stop by the dots of snow on the ground. He raised his hand, grasped the snowflakes that had fallen on his palm, and said something insignificant to Li Rong.

"Your avatar has never changed. Every time I see snow, I can think of you."