Great Power

Zheng Jianguo is a reborn person. After three years of study and life, at this point, some of the words and pictures in his memory have been blurred, but for reasons of safety, he could not write down the things that were about to disappear. So when Bruce first introduced his identity in the microphone, as the six keywords of the American Liaison Office appeared, six big words emerged from the depths of memory: "China and the United States officially establish diplomatic relations!"

However, when these six characters appeared in his mind with a brilliant glow, with the appearance of the keyword Lancet and Time Magazine in his memory, Zheng Jianguo felt that someone was holding a brick and hitting his forehead. Along the aorta, he rushed into his mind with boundless surging, and he was dizzy and crying.

The Lancet published his Chinese paper and was also featured on the cover of Time Magazine!

Fortunately, Li Lening, who was already full of curiosity next to him, quickly took out the handkerchief from his pocket, and saw that Zheng Jianguo took it and wiped the tears from his face, and said in a dull voice: "Thank you, Mr. Bruce, welcome Your coming again—"

"Student Zheng Jianguo, I very much hope that I can express my congratulations to you personally. However, due to work reasons, I am going back to China. So I entrusted my colleague Zhu Hong in the office to replace me as the one to help you choose the list of study abroad. Regarding matters, congratulate you again, Zheng Jianguo!"

The voice mixed with faint joy disappeared from the microphone, Zheng Jianguo put the phone down, turned his head and looked at Li Lening, who was concerned about probing the handkerchief, and said with a dry throat: "Bruce said the paper was published. At the same time, it appeared on the cover of a magazine called "Time". Does the dean know what magazine this is?"

"This—I don't know."

The dean turned his head and looked at Cai Zhengyuan next to him. The latter was already startled and said, "Is it a magazine called Time, or a magazine called Time Magazine?"

"This, it seems to be called Weekly?"

In Zheng Jianguo’s memory, he naturally knew that a magazine was published this week. Yes, in his cognition, this book was equivalent to the domestic "Reader's Digest"-like story, novel, short news and anecdote, until Cai Zhengyuan's voice suddenly rose. Thirty decibels: "Times?"

"Are you sure it's Time Magazine?"

The dean's complexion changed abruptly with his voice, and he looked at Zheng Jianguo in surprise, his voice raised: "It's Time Magazine, not Time Magazine?!"

"That's what Bruce said."

Zheng Jianguo watched the uncharacteristic gaffe of the two academies, and he became curious about this journal. He only thought that this weekly magazine was something people like to read: "Bruce said congratulations on my paper in The Lancet" I also said that this publication is not simply to post the paper in English, but also to post both Chinese and English papers—"

"Chinese?!"

The Dean’s voice trembled a little, so that Zheng Jianguo nodded quickly and said: "Bruce said so, and said that he chose to avoid unnecessary ambiguity. Both Chinese and English were posted to the above——"

"Traditional characters? Simplified characters?!"

Next to him, Li Lening, who had never spoken, leaned forward two steps with a cane and asked in a hurry. The dean who had previously looked different quickly said: "Maybe Bruce doesn't know either?

"I don't know if he knows, he didn't say whether it was simplified or traditional."

After the dean’s reminder, Zheng Jianguo had to recall the previous communication. He said that fortunately, Bruce, who was obviously a "China Master", spoke Mandarin, but after he finished speaking subconsciously, he then remembered that the Chinese paper was written by himself. Ye Minde famously said that writing a paper belongs to the researcher’s basic skills. After writing it, he approved a few crosses and copied them. When I remembered it, he quickly said: "But the Chinese part and the English part are I wrote it, I can confirm that it was written in simplified Chinese at the time—"

"Okay, that's fine. I'm afraid that Professor Ye will get confused for a while. Well, I will write it in traditional Chinese as long as you can confirm.

The dean replied with some rejoicing. He had also been blacked out by the light of the big surprise before. He felt that Li Lening's political consciousness was still high. After speaking, he didn't wait for the voice to disappear, and quickly connected: " No matter who asks you, you will bite to death. This paper is written in simplified Chinese. Well, now I can congratulate you, Zheng Jianguo, on the cover of Time Magazine!"

"Time Magazine is a current affairs magazine in the United States."

I found that Zheng Jianguo’s childish little face was dazed in Shanghai. At this moment, Cai Zhengyuan had already recovered. A pair of piercing eyes looked at him up and down, and his dry mouth said: "Put it on our side. In other words, it is not those abstracts that can be compared to literature. If you really have to find a magazine to represent it, it can only be "Internal Reference". You should be on the cover of this magazine. I really didn't expect. Your luck is so good, I feel that our relationship with the United States is about to change—"

"Oh, Lao Cai, you can't talk nonsense about this!"

Li Lening's face was stern, and the walking stick in his hand lifted and knocked down on the ground. Cai Zhengyuan gave him a depressed look, and only wanted to say that when there were no outsiders, he knew that after all this was a sign of his own consciousness. He immediately swallowed his words, and clapped his hands together with joy, his posterior molars were exposed and wandered around the room: "We can't talk about major international events, so let's talk about our college. This is the size of our college—"

"Jianguo, tomorrow will be tight-lipped to the people of Xinhua News Agency."

Li Lening glanced at Cai Zhengyuan, who seemed to be almost dancing with lice on his body, interrupted his voice and blinked a little muddy eyes to look at the dean next to him, who immediately nodded: "Yes, Jianguo, Tomorrow, I can’t tell Xinhua News Agency about this. If the day after tomorrow magazine does not come or publish it, it might be a big joke—"

"Oh, yes, Dean!"

In his mind, the old man told him to conceal the instruction after the college entrance examination. At this moment, Zheng Jianguo can appreciate the care and caution of the dean. If he is yelling all over the world, he will not publish a few more moths. , That means throwing his face in front of the whole world, Cai Zhengyuan immediately smiled and said: "Then don't talk about this matter in the future, some people in the province are talking about--"

When Zheng Jianguo was told by the college elders one by one with his ears in his ears, Bruce slowly nodded his head after putting down the microphone in a house near the Suntan in the capital, more than 400 kilometers away: "Well, it's almost a leak-Zhu Hong, pay attention to this when you deal with him."

"Yes, Mr. Bruce, I will only introduce to him the information of domestic universities and research institutions, so that he can learn so much-it is hard to believe that so many medical schools are willing to provide him with tuition waivers, scholarships and living expenses. I'm jealous of all the expenses incurred to attract him."

Zach Louis, with blond curly hair, said with a freckled little face. Unexpectedly, Louis continued with an unchanging expression: "If you find that-Helicobacter, I believe these medical schools and institutions It will also open the door to you."

"This-medical school is difficult to take. My parents think it is a great gift to help me pay for four years of college tuition. I still feel that this country has a humane, no matter how old the child is, as long as it is returned outside When you are at home, you can feel the selfless love that does not care about giving, and then the whole family gathers for a meal to deepen mutual feelings."

When Zach Lewis wrinkled his high nose and looked forward to looking forward to, he saw Louis staring at him with surprise eyes: "Then you know that this kind of bond that is close to shackles and shackles will obliterate the child's nature, right? These children were beaten and scolded at all times when they were young. I also saw a father who had a child was beaten three streets by the grandfather of the child with a stick, and the people including the beaten did not want to let the police come. deal with--"

"Well, what you said, Mr. Bruce, I understand that this kind of thing will be coordinated by the community organization and the neighborhood committee."

Zac Lewis’s full-faced longing disappeared in an instant. In her cognition, even if the child is underage, it is not the parents can beat and scold, but this country has its own long-standing tradition, and it is rumored that the elders have the supremacy. The right, even marriage, does not need to be registered in the country, as long as the parents of both parties agree, and then the public servants who are responsible for management will recognize it. This was never imagined before she came.

"Bang~bang~"

With two knocks on the half-opened protégé, Zac Lewis and Bruce looked towards the door, only to see a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes glance over her, and said: "Bruce, you Have you explained what you are doing? That—the discoverer of Helicobacter?"

"The account has been completed, and the domestic contact has been made. Well, after I made a few calls, those medical schools and some research institutions are very willing to pay for the future expenses of Zheng Jianguo in the medical school, including tuition reductions and cash subsidies. Living expenses, you can’t believe that John Hopkins of Maryland, after learning his age and poor English, actually asked him to hire a full-time nanny and English tutor, and he didn’t let me tell others."

Bruce shrugged and pointed to the folder in Zac Lewis's hand. The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes couldn't help raising his brows with curiosity: "Is it JHH?"

"Yes, it's JHH. Last time my friend took a look at the prostate. After he came out, he sold me this hospital, saying that this hospital is definitely the best in the United States. Of course, the charges are a bit high—"

Bruce raised his eyebrows and asked about his connection with the hospital. He didn't know whether the boss was asking intentionally or unintentionally, so he could only report it as a review. After all, he did it by himself now. It’s a major event that involves the world situation. No matter how careful you are, it’s better than finding the head when something goes wrong: "Considering Zheng Jianguo’s current major, if he stays after graduating from medical school, JHH, how do we say in the future there will be a doctor who specializes in clinical medicine—"

"Don't talk about this possibility now, and don't disclose it to anyone. Now your task is to contact him with the university, and then ask the university to send an invitation as soon as possible. You also said in the report that he is going to study abroad. There may be some resistance.

If there is an invitation from the university, these resistances can be removed, and it is best to render through the media. I believe he will become a "surprise" in our mission!Because I saw the original form of the American Dream in him-and you, Bruce, just said my intention!"

The middle-aged man's smooth brows were twisted tightly, and he couldn't even care that a clerk next to him had said it. The relaxed face of Bruce quickly nodded, and his face solemnly pointed at the tie next to him. K. Louis said: "Vermilion, this matter needs to be kept secret, you know?"

"Yes, BOSS."

Zhu Hong quickly hugged the folder and nodded with a straight face. The middle-aged man's expression became a little more relaxed, and he felt that his previous tone seemed a bit rushed, and he hesitated to speak: "Bruce--"

"Boss, I know the seriousness of this leak. Please trust my vigilance. I promise you that I won't do it again in the future.

Seeing that the boss's complexion returned to normal after he had trained Vermilion, Bruce also knew that he was a bit over-the-line by doing that. In private, he did not hide Zheng Jianguo from Vermillion, and of course he did not point out the whole thing. The importance of this is that a good student wanted to study in China, and he chose to help Zheng Jianguo out of the purpose of letting the domestic people understand the country. Until he unconsciously said a word before, it was considered as before. The hard work has been done, and all previous efforts have been abandoned.

Sure enough, as the middle-aged man in suit and leather shoes left, Zhu Hong watched him disappear in the corridor, turned back and closed the door and said: "BOSS, judging from the learning ability and achievements of this student Zheng Jianguo, he will stay after graduation. There are still great opportunities at home—"

"Of course big is big, especially now that his teacher’s request has disrupted the arrangements for studying abroad. This allows us to get this information. When the magazine is delivered, you must go to see him as soon as possible. My plane arrived in Washington. The time is 11:30 in the evening. At that time, it should be 11:30 in the morning. It's almost like you got the results after you met Zheng Jianguo. I will wait for your results and let people prepare reports and send them to the media. Remember ?"

Taking out the notepad in his arms and looking at the schedule above, Bruce frowned and drew a circle with a pen on the rest after getting off the plane, pulled to the blank space next to him and wrote the line: "Waiting for the report to arrange the press release to the media ."

"It's not easy to make domestic calls from other places—"

With a faint worry brewing in her mind, Zhu Hong looked at Bruce when he marked 1H after writing, and she felt that she wanted to talk about this possibility in advance: "BOSS, it's not easy to make calls here in China--"

Nodded, Bruce closed the notebook, clamped the pen and put it in his arms, and said: "So I leave you an hour, you just need to tell me which school Zheng Jianguo chooses, and then I will have a copy of You can get through the same material in one hour, right?!"