I Exchange For Black Technology By Blowing Up The Bully

Chapter 180 Liang An

The laboratory door opened with a bang.

Dean Lou, Tao Miaochun, and Ji Zining appeared almost at the same time, with messy hair and eyes as wide as bells, shouting in unison:

"Where's Song He?!"

“Are the new antibiotics real?!”

"Lao Lu, please say something!"

Lu Chengen shrugged helplessly, "Professor Ma abducted Song He and ran away, and the sample of Song He's bacterial symbiont was also taken away."

"That's unreasonable! Professor Ma, a student in our school, should at least... send me a message!" Dean Lou was slightly angry.

"Song He is not a student of our school, he is from Jinghai No. 4 Middle School." Tao Miaochun reminded.

Dean Lou was stunned and speechless.

"Lao Lu, have you read the new antibiotics?" Ji Zining asked anxiously.

"See! It has a clear inhibitory effect on Bowman!" Lu Chengen's face changed slightly, "Witness history! Witness history!"

The others were so anxious that they could only listen to the news. Lu Chengen was satisfied.

Everyone scolded Professor Ma in their hearts. He was like a bandit. Such a talented person would rob whenever he wanted. It was too overbearing!

Of course, these curses can only be shouted in the heart, and no one has the courage to speak out. After all, Professor Ma is the true god of the School of Biology, but he has the terrifying existence of knocking down all the professors with one hand.

"Do you want to tell Zhuang Zhou Company the news?" Ji Zining asked.

Dean Lou pondered for a moment, "Wait until I ask Professor Ma and Song He. If our team makes the new antibiotic, of course we will tell Zhuangzhou Company immediately, but Song He is not a member of our team, I can't Good at making opinions."

Several professors nodded one after another with complicated expressions.

They have been working day and night to develop antibiotics for a long time, but now a child has taken the lead.

Even as old professors, they have to admit that Song He's R&D capabilities are quite rare. It can even be said that one person can defeat a R&D team!

Everyone had mixed feelings in their hearts and couldn't help but sigh.

"When a talented youngster appears, my work that started early in the morning and stayed late this year is basically in vain! Should I be happy or sad?" Ji Zining smiled bitterly.

"I don't know how Zhuangzhou Company feels. They spent a lot of money on our laboratory, but we didn't produce any results. If they want to get Song Hesu's patent, they have to negotiate the price with Song He." Dean Lou sighed, " After all this trouble, I’m afraid it will be difficult for the laboratory to get investment from bankers in the future!”

"Not necessarily!" Tao Miaochun's eyes flickered.

"Not necessarily?" Dean Lou looked at her.

"As long as Song He gives us the authority to research symbionts and publishes more than a dozen articles on it, our biological laboratory will rise to the ranks of the world's top laboratories! Even if the bankers don't invest, there will be Zhang family, Li family and James family Come invest!" Tao Miaochun was determined.

"That makes sense!" Dean Lou nodded, "Song He has always shaken the medical community. Once it comes out, the superiors will probably increase funding for our laboratory! So, is Song He willing to give us research authority? Who? Go and beg the child?"

Everyone turned their attention to Lu Chengen.

Lu Chengen scratched his gray hair and said in an awkward tone:

"Song He, this kid, may be my student for the time being, but his achievements have been so great that I don't dare to pretend to be a teacher!"

"Who asked you to put on airs? You are usually a person without airs. You seem to be highly respected, but in fact you have a funny style, such as the pink bear tail on the back of your butt." Tao Miaochun ruthlessly exposed the shortcomings, "As long as you be nice and beg Song He! "

Everyone leaned over and looked at Lu Chengen's butt, marveling at it.

Lu Chengen's face turned red. He quickly pulled his lab coat to cover the tail of his pajamas, and said angrily, "Old Tao! Are you happy to see me die?"

"Professor Lu, you don't want the students to know that you are wearing pink bear pajamas, right?" Ji Zining smiled evilly, "It's all up to you, Professor Lu, to win over Song He!"

"If you can't do it, I'll ask all the teachers in the college to praise you in class. What should I praise you for? A childish look with white hair? A childlike heart?" Dean Lou threatened with a hidden smile, "Every year the new students will praise you when they come, and it will be passed down from generation to generation!"

Lu Chengen was shocked and angry, staring helplessly at his colleagues, "Old Tao! Old Ji! Old Lou! You! You are so shameless!"

…

First class.

Song He looked out the window. The clouds were dark and inky, but there was a hint of golden color on the horizon at the end of the ink clouds.

The plane was like a giant steel whale, making a muffled sound in the sea of ​​clouds.

"Call your parents." Professor Ma was in the next seat and handed over his mobile phone. "Just say that you performed well and went to other provinces with the professor to participate in academic activities. We will go back in a few days. This mobile phone is for the leading teacher. My mobile phone, you can call me if you need anything."

"Thank you, professor!" Song He took the phone and dialed his mother's phone number.

He explained in a scripted manner, silently listening to his mother on the other side of the phone, and then nodded in response.

"Don't worry, Mom, it's really a professor from Jinghai University, not a liar!"

"Northern Myanmar? You won't go to northern Myanmar. Mom, where do you want to go?"

"All your luggage is packed, don't worry!"

After a while, the call was hung up, and Song He returned the phone to Professor Ma.

The cabin PA suddenly dinged softly, and the sweet voice of the flight attendant sounded.

"Ladies and gentlemen, due to weather reasons, this flight will be diverted to Jiangdong City. We are very sorry for the inconvenience..."

Song He looked ugly, "Professor, the weather is bad and we have to prepare for landing. Will we miss the time?"

"Don't worry." Professor Ma closed his eyes and rested. "The weather is fine. Let's change the plane. There is a simple biochemical laboratory on that plane. You can cultivate the Song He bacteria symbiont immediately after boarding the plane."

Song He was stunned and nodded after a moment.

It seems that you don’t need to worry about your schedule, you just need to follow the professor’s instructions and do the work.

Professor Ma is mysterious enough, and his background is bigger than expected. Besides being a university professor, what other identity does he have?

Song He didn't dare to ask, and looked out the window uneasily. It was really nice to fly first class for the first time in his life.

The plane's tires touched the runway with a loud bang!

After a while, the plane stopped, and the flight attendant appeared with two flight attendants. The flight attendant quickly unfolded the wheelchair and lifted Professor Ma into the wheelchair, one from the left and the other from the right.

"Sir, please!" The steward gestured to Song He, looking at the young boy curiously.

Song He pushed Professor Ma's wheelchair and left along the corridor bridge. Outside the transparent glass corridor bridge, the airport was brightly lit late at night, and it was already a strange city.

At the end of the covered bridge, a figure as straight as a javelin was waiting.

The tall girl was dressed in black, with black boots, black trousers and a black jacket.

The fat and loose trousers and jacket are full of pockets, which are obviously lightweight combat clothing. If necessary, the pockets all over the body can be filled with magazine grenades.

Although she was dressed in black, her neck and face were unusually white, her tied hair returned to jet black, and her whole body was in black and white, just like the girl in the high-definition black and white photos, with only the bright red lips adding a touch of color.

Song He looked at her upright posture and had a vague feeling that she would snap and salute.

But when she walked up to her, she didn't salute. She just raised her white hands and took the wheelchair from Song He naturally.

"This is Song He, this is Liang An." Professor Ma introduced casually.

Liang An turned his face slightly, glanced at Song He with his bright and indifferent eyes, and said nothing.

Is this a greeting? Song He forced out a smile at a loss. Just as he was about to speak, Liang An pushed the wheelchair forward, and he had to hold back the "Hello, Sister An" on his lips.

He followed silently, guessing her identity in his mind. She had a special aura about her, like a cold metal gun barrel. She was beautiful but made people afraid to approach her.

Liang An was as cold as ice, like a machine performing a task, walking quickly and pushing the wheelchair forward.

Soon, the three of them were standing on the apron in the other direction.

Song He raised his head and was dumbfounded, taking in a breath of cold air.

A dark, heavy-duty transport aircraft parked in front of it. It was huge, heavy, and mysterious, with a bright red mark on its tail.