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It didn't take long.

His men came back again, followed by a tall man.

"Four Lords." The man looked at the study quietly, bending slightly, his voice respectful.

Qin Siye still had the document in hand, and all of his eyebrows were determined to fall apart. He looked approachable. "Qin Zhao, how do you feel when you recently practiced at the headquarters?"

"Thank Siye for your concern, everything is fine." Qin Zhao nodded.

"There may be one more person next month, and I'll trouble you to take him by then." Siye Qin smiled, looking very appreciative of "that person", and asked a few small things about the company. , Let Qin Zhao go back to rest.

His men took Qin Zhao out of the study.

Outside, Qin Zhao went downstairs and finally stopped at the door, lowering his voice, and asked, "Sir, the fourth man just said one more person..."

His staff hesitated.

Qin Zhao looked at him with a different expression, and had a lot of thoughts in his heart. Instead of asking immediately, he returned to the room.

After he left, his men looked at his back and his hesitant expression became condensed.

"Four lords," his men returned to the study and bent over to tell, "Master Qin Zhao should start investigating Qin Ling."

The Qin family has always been a descendant of the heirloom, and those who are able to win the support of the senior headquarters of the headquarters can stabilize their positions.

The death of the Qin clan's heir was dead, and the fourth Qin Emperor emerged out of the army, with the support of the Ouyang family.

Qin Zhao is also the most prominent person in the sideline. When there is no bloodline in the lineage, he is the most promising place to take over as the next head of the family.

Now it is revealed that the Qin family's descendants are returning...

"Qin Xiuchen's news was concealed very well. If it were not Qin language, we wouldn't be too bad. You can let the news leak to Qin Zhao, be smart," Qin Siye put down the pen in his hand and looked up. Sharp eyebrows, "This Qin Zhao, everything is good, is that the means are too vicious, acting too impulsive. This is quite like my style, I don't know after that... Qin Xiuchen will let him go."

At the end, he smiled and lowered his head to pick up the brush again, draw one stroke at a time, and meditate in practice.

**

Monday.

Qin Ran arrived at the laboratory at 6:30 in the morning.

When she changed into protective clothing and went in, Academician Liao had already arrived. He was looking down at the sensor.

"You just happened, this is the T8-900 collider," Academician Liao gave Qin Ran a position, and pointed to several computers on the lower body side, "controlled by 18 two controllers equipped with CPUs Closed loop circuit."

Qin Ran buckled the last button, walked to the innermost part of the laboratory, and looked up at the proton collider. There were about 300 closed loops, about 600 alarms, and nearly 20,000 radiation sensors.

Not long after she came in, Brother Ye and Zuo Qiurong rushed over.

"Little Sister, did you come so early today?" Brother Ye took the laboratory equipment from the next door and was surprised when he saw Qin Ran.

Qin Ran withdrew his gaze at the collider, his eyes drooped, and his voice was very loose: "The project has a new direction, come to the laboratory to test it."

"Particulate Collider?" Zuo Qiurong ignored the two of them. She looked at the experimental equipment with a surprised tone. "Why is it here?"

The metal equipment required by the collider is scarce, and there are not many in the world. This kind of equipment is only available in the research institute. It suddenly appeared in the physics laboratory. Not to mention Zuo Qiurong, even Brother Ye was quite surprised.

"The research institute allocated it to the physics laboratory," Academician Liao's voice remained calm, and he glanced at Qin Ran, "It's the resources your younger sisters have fought for."

Every year the laboratory assessment will reward outstanding students.

Hear academician Liao say so.

Brother Ye paused, then looked at Qin Ran, "Little Sister, what did you do this year in the physics laboratory assessment?"

Qin Ran coughed, "Nothing."

Zuo Qiurong stood aside, without opening.

Brother Ye talked to Qin Ran. Academician Liao reached out and supported the frame, and looked at the three people in the laboratory: "I submitted my application to the underground reactor yesterday, and I’ll be notified in the next two days. You three get ready."

After listening, Zuo Qiurong froze, "Academician Liao?"

Brother Ye thought about it, he reacted, put his hands to his mouth, lowered his voice and laughed, "Little sister, we are stained by your light, and you can see the second reactor in a short time."

He knows that academician Liao attaches great importance to Qin Ran. The application for the reactor this time is definitely for Qin Ran.

As soon as Brother Ye had finished speaking, Academician Liao turned around. He put his hand on the edge of the table, looked at Qin Ran, and said a few things to note: "Please prepare yourself..."

Zuo Qiurong held a computer in his hand and saw Academician Liao talking to Qin Ran. His hand holding the computer was slightly tight and his joints were pale.

After Academician Liao finished speaking, Zuo Qiurong turned on the computer and walked to Academician Liao. "Academician Liao, please help me to see my paper. If there is nothing else to modify, I will submit the paper."

Academician Liao put down the things at hand and took Zuo Qiurong's computer on the side table, slowly looking through it.

Zuo Qiurong has always been ambitious, and the content that can be shown to Academician Liao is naturally not too bad. After reading it, Academician Liao nodded slightly, and a slightly satisfied look appeared on his face: "There is nothing to modify this time."

Zuo Qiurong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Brother Ye suddenly remembered something, he turned to look at Qin Ran, "Little Sister, I remember you were also writing SCI papers last time? Remember to write Academician Liao to help you revise it. Reject."

Qin Ran leaned on the table and carefully sorted out the experimental equipment. After a pause, she didn't answer, but only vaguely said: "Thank Brother Ye."

By his side, Zuo Qiurong listened to the words of the two and only looked at Qin Ran, "Little Sister, you can write faster and you can catch up with this season's periodical."

**

SCI Journal Physics and Chemistry Editorial Department.

Most of the papers submitted in the last issue have passed the preliminary review, and most of the articles have been rejected. The editor in charge of the preliminary review pressed the eyebrows, "I can't see several quality papers."

The executive editors around him brought two cups of coffee and handed them over to the editor. "Most of the experimental results don't see anything new. Instead, they spent a lot of time on creating words and sentences."

Those who have published SCI papers have been too pursuing formalism, and the SCI paper evaluation system has been mixed with utilitarianism.

The editor-in-chief and the executive editor are reviewing the manuscript every day. Most of the papers are concealed edges and are written entirely for the purpose of publishing SCI papers. 20% of the papers published last year have not been cited.

The editor took the coffee, took a sip, and nodded slightly, "Look at a few more articles to get off work."

He reached out to open the manuscript in the folder.

This time the title of the document is rare-

"Compression Fusion Reactor"

The editor-in-chief couldn't help but click on his eyebrows. Today he has seen similar titles more than once. In the past ten years, the reactor has been a hot spot, but most of the students' content is either old-fashioned or flashy.

He took another sip of coffee before looking down.

"This summary..." The editor immediately put down the cup, reached for his eyebrows, and quickly looked down.

Unlike other manuscripts, this manuscript does not have too gorgeous connecting words, but the structure is complete and the logic is strong. These are secondary. The key point is that the research perspective is too unique.

This experiment...

The editor immediately found out that the attachment was opened, which not only composed the composition of the pusher, but also divided the experiments in several proportions in detail, energy promotion...

"Utilization rate is 52%..." The editor-in-chief looked at the last data and immediately looked up, picked up the phone at hand and dialed the Muzhou Institute of Physics.

The journal cooperates with physics laboratories of various countries.

The phone was picked up a few times.

"I send you a paper," the editor-in-chief holds the mobile phone in one hand, and sends the contents of the folder in one hand. "Look at the feasibility of this experiment."

The results of these experiments are not lack of students who misappropriated the data, and gave a random result.

The editors are very strict with these requirements, not that they will believe if they just write a result.

His voice was too nervous, and the person in charge of the Mzhou Institute of Physics answered the phone for a moment, "What experiment result?"

"The energy conversion rate is as high as 52%," the editor-in-chief has a serious voice. "We now have the highest conversion rate for reactor research at 42%. If this experiment can be breakthrough, energy research will have a new research direction."

"52%?" The mentality of M Chau was also shocked. He opened the mailbox to collect the document and glanced up and down. "Which laboratory did the research do? There is no wind...you wait, I took it to the professor."

The editor hung up the phone and opened the contact information behind Qin Ran. There was only an email address and an address. He sent an email to Qin Ran and he never responded.

The executive editor came to this side, "What paper do you see, and will the institute go to verify the results?"

The editor-in-chief didn't speak, but showed him Qin Ran's paper.

After reading the executive editor, the whole person felt a bit stupefied, "If this is true... definitely the most quality paper we have received in recent years, and there is new news in the physics community."

The editor felt a cigarette from his pocket and nodded slightly, neither of them was talking, and he did not leave after get off work.

Instead, waiting for the phone on the side.

At 12:30 noon, the telephone in the office rang.

The editor ran quickly and answered the phone.

Digression

**

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