The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Several experts quickly gathered in front of the computer.

Huo Yan opened another computer.

Then he pointed the video camera at the dialog box in front of him.

Everyone saw Gu Weimian's mathematical simulation idea.

For Huo Yan and Huo Jian, this is a big period, but several pharmacologists and mathematicians feel...

The amount of information is so concise!

Although it is streamlined, the overall idea is very accurate and clear.

and……

Everyone's hearts were filled with enthusiasm.

There are ideas, creativity, these directions and concepts... so interesting and awesome!

"We still need a few biologists, some biological terms are too obscure." One of the experts said.

Huo Yan raised his eyebrows, and soon there were several new members in the group.

Several people frantically calculated, discussed and assigned tasks.

Huo Yan was chatting with Gu Weimian on the computer:

[It still takes a while. 】

He felt guilty.

He was afraid that Gu Weimian's admiration for the teacher would be looked down upon because of his improper operation.

Fortunately, after more than ten minutes, the discussion group finally had the answer.

After Huo Yan and several experts confirmed that the results were OK, they sent the four- to five-page document.

Immediately afterwards, there was a period of nervous waiting.

After a while, Gu Weimian sent a message:

[Teacher, you are so fast! 】

The calculation process is always complex and time-consuming.

Although Gu Weimian was used to this boring process, she still didn't like it in her heart.

However, scientific research is indispensable for imagination and creativity, but it is also indispensable for rigorous data support.

No scientific researcher can avoid this aspect.

When Gu Weimian saw what was in his hand, he almost cheered immediately.

The feeling of having a plug-in is back.

She quickly sent several very complex mathematical model ideas in her hand to Zhu Mingfei.

Huo Yan naturally threw it directly to the discussion group.

The man watched the square video of the discussion group, and several people were complaining.

Don't wait for them to finish calling.

Gu Weimian had already read the information they had just sent.

[Here, here, teacher, can you see if there is something wrong? And here, I think it can be improved and reduce one variable...]

Balabala is a bunch again.

Everyone really screamed now!

"So fast!"

"I'll go, reducing this variable seems really feasible..."

"For the first time today, I felt like my IQ was being crushed."

They usually crush others, okay!

Huo Yan looked at the sullen faces of the experts, even scratching their heads, each holding a writing board to discuss with each other, immersed in writing, looking extremely troubled, but suddenly felt a little sour in his heart.

He thought of Gu Weimian writing hard in the ward the day before.

She silently endured these tedious and boring calculation modes. Even when she encountered difficulties, when she was spinning in circles and couldn't get out, she could only silently think of a solution.

There was a surge of pride in his heart, and at the same time, he was also full of heartache.

Answers were sent one after another.

He silently typed the next line: [My research on this moment is not as profound as yours, and I cannot provide you with general support. However, you can come to me if you have any computing difficulties. 】

Within a few seconds, a message was sent over there:

[Teacher, you are the best person to me in the world. 】

Huo Yan's heart suddenly tightened.