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Chapter 22
After recruiting Zhang Cheng, Chen Le's life was obviously much more comfortable.

Post the answer given by Zhang Cheng to the group, and then the people in the group are amazed.

What kind of membrane extraction and separation technology, what kind of supercritical fluid extraction, what kind of ultrafine grinding technology... are all far beyond the imagination of the people in the group.

For the people in the group, this is simply a dimensionality reduction attack with brand-new knowledge.

The people in the group treated Chen Le with even more respect and respect.

It feels like the Holy Lord is just digging out a lot of unfathomable things.

Chen Le is very satisfied.

He felt that he was one step closer to flickering and worshiping the moon.

None of these big guys in the group were worse than Bai Yue in their respective fields, and they were all shocked. What's more, Bai Yue, who had scientific enlightenment ideas but lived in a world of magic and was completely not understood by others.

Chen Le seemed to see a lot of spells waving to him.

This morning, Chen Le finished practicing Spring and Autumn Swordsmanship and playing Wuqinxi. After taking a shower, he went to the library to report.

He picked up a copy of "Guns, Germs and Steel", leaned back in his chair and read it comfortably.

Soon Zhang Cheng and Liu Siyue also arrived.

Chen Le said good morning to them, and then looked expectantly at the small bag in Liu Siyue's hand.

When Liu Siyue saw the humanities documents in Chen Le's hands, she became very angry.

I thought I would finally stop studying knowledge points in elementary and junior high schools, but I didn’t expect that I would intensify my studies and start studying humanities.

Even geniuses are not so arrogant, they want to be proficient in everything.

Liu Siyue endured it again and again. Seeing that Chen Le was finally willing to do a thesis, and it was such a heavyweight thesis, let him go first.

He threw the small bag in front of Chen Le.

Chen Le touched the bag and grinned. Today is his favorite crispy dried fish again.

After a while, you can go to the small pavilion to have a good meal.

Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The boss is the first one to come here every day. I can't match this diligence. No wonder the boss can come up with such a paper idea.

After saying hello, Liu Siyue opened his notebook, and Zhang Cheng prepared pen and paper, ready to continue writing the paper.Chen Le forwarded the questions from Hua Tuo in the group to their mobile phones.

Hua Tuo seems to want to use the elixir from the world of immortals, such as the God-Returning Pill, as an experiment. This time the question is still related to the God-Returning Pill, asking about the identification of the ingredients of traditional Chinese medicine at the molecular level.

Zhang Cheng got the question, frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Boss, this is a bit troublesome."

Chen Le turned his head: "Huh? What's wrong?"

Zhang Cheng said: "We are all students of the University of Chinese Medicine, mainly studying Chinese medicine. We have very little contact with modern Western medicine. The question you asked cannot be solved with my current knowledge."

Liu Siyue took the phone after hearing this. After reading the question, she admired Chen Le's thinking but also felt that this problem was indeed difficult.

Among the various research directions of the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, those related to modern medicine are basically only covered at the graduate level.

Liu Siyue said: "Our team really still lacks someone who is familiar with the integration of traditional Chinese and Western medicine. Chen Le, do you have any ideas?"

Chen Le closed the book and looked at Liu Siyue expressionlessly.

With his connections, he doesn't even know a few of his classmates in the dormitory, so where can he find a suitable candidate?

Made it out of thin air?

Chen Le had a headache.

These geniuses in the group are so evil. The questions they ask become more and more difficult every time. I feel like I will soon be exposed.

Besides, if the thesis cannot be completed, the 2000 yuan will be wasted.

I couldn't think of a good idea at the moment.

"Junior Chen Le!"

came a warm and familiar voice.

Chen Le opened his eyes and saw a familiar figure.

Wu Siming?

Zhang Cheng stiffened and looked nervous.

This Wu Siming is He Can's backstage supporter.

Liu Siyue knew about the old grudge between Wu Siming and Chen Le, and her eyebrows stood up: "Wu Siming, what are you doing here?"

Wu Siming waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to cause trouble. Don't worry, Classmate Liu, I will never pester you again. This time I come with a sincere heart and friendship."

In the past few days, someone told him that Liu Siyue, Zhang Cheng, and Chen Le were hanging out together every day, as if they were working on a paper.

Wu Siming immediately realized that his opportunity had come.

Isn't this the best time to make friends with Chen Le and then plagiarize his paper?

"Junior Chen, in fact, we have never had any deep hatred from the beginning..."

Liu Siyue coldly interrupted Wu Siming and said, "It's okay to deceive others with your words. Do you think we will believe your lies?"

Wu Siming was stunned, and glanced at Zhang Cheng, who looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, and Liu Siyue, who had a frosty face. Knowing that it would not be easy for him to succeed in the presence of these two people, he secretly cursed this little coquettish man for being so cruel to him. He has always been indifferent, but he learned to defend Chen Le so quickly.

But Chen Le came up to him with a face full of emotion and held Wu Siming's hands tightly.

"Senior Wu, you are finally here!"

How could I have forgotten this Wu Siming?Wu Siming has a lot of information on modern medicine in his hands.

Just listen to Chen Le say:

"That's right. Look, we don't have any deep hatred at all, right?"

"You don't want to be scolded by your family, but you have to tell me about the cell-induced regeneration therapy, right?"

"Your uncle was kind enough to tell me all the relevant data about this therapy, right!"

"Later, you helped me pay for He Can's medical expenses, right!"

"We have been good friends for a long time!"

Wu Siming was stunned.

Then Wu Siming almost cried, and he held Chen Le's hand tightly.

"You are so right!"

These were originally his words. In fact, every time he was cheated, it was beneficial to Chen Le, and it could also be said to be an olive branch of Chen Le's friendship.

Unexpectedly, Chen Le was so sensible that he would speak out first.

Wu Siming said with emotion:
"Junior Chen, you are the only one who understands me!"

Chen Le said excitedly: "Senior Wu, which one of us is with whom?"

The two of them seemed like brothers who had not seen each other for many years.

Wu Siming smiled secretly in his heart.

This Chen Le is so stupid. He probably encountered some difficulty and asked for help. Unfortunately, Chen Le didn't know that he would not be tricked by him every time. This time, he came prepared and wanted to kill him.

When Chen Le first saw Wu Siming's hypocritical smile, he knew that Wu Siming must have something to do with him.

But what is he afraid of, the mighty Saint King of Nanhua?
After he saw Wu Siming, he decided to bring him into his team no matter what Wu Siming was here to do.

As long as you show Ma Lao the thesis first, that's enough. With your current medical skills, it is enough for Ma Lao to speak for himself, and no one can take away the copyright of his thesis.

In this way, Wu Siming can work for himself in vain. If it works well, Wu Siming will not even have to sign his name, because Wu Siming is helping as a "friend" and is not a nominal team member.

The two of them had their own secrets and laughed in perfect harmony.

Chen Le said:

"Senior Wu, you came just in time. I have a favor and you must help me."

"I have a puzzling medical question here that I need you to answer."

Wu Siming thought to himself that Chen Le really asked me for help, and said with a smile: "Brother Chen needs help with something. As a brother, can I not be busy? Whatever the problem is, I just ask."

Chen Le turned around and said, "Siyue, show Brother Wu the papers and questions." There was a commanding tone in this sentence.

Liu Siyue really wanted to ask Chen Le if your head had a fever?But Chen Le was the first author and commander-in-chief of this paper after all, so Liu Siyue had no choice but to pull up the paper on his notebook.

Wu Siming was secretly happy that Chen Le fell into the trap so easily because he had little social experience.

Then I sat in a chair and looked at the completed part of the paper and the unsolved problem on the computer.

As he read, Wu Siming's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his heart was filled with panic!
(End of this chapter)