Cannon Fodder Is King [Quick Transmigration]

 There is something wrong with me here!!

Zhu Zhengqing corrected his thinking and attitude instantly!

Then he got worried again. 

I can't just ask other people as soon as you meet up, did you do domestic violence, beat up your wife, and caused her miscarriage or did you snatch the research results of your students? 

That will leave a bad impression! 

Just when Zhu Zhengqing was hesitating, Meng Zezhu has already walked over with glass. Seeing that he didn't respond he asked again: "Why are you alone? What about others? "

"Well,"  Zhu Zhengqing recovered, suppressing the entanglement in his heart, just pretending to be nonchalant: " They went to have lunch."

"What about you? " Meng Zezhi walked over to the water dispenser and pressed the water switch. 

"I asked them to bring food for me."

"Okay,"

" Right,"  Zhu Zhengwing said as if thinking of something: " We won't use the microplate reader tomorrow. You can use it if you need it."

There is only one set of this equipment in the laboratory and two experiments are carried out at the same time so it is inevitable that the steps will overlap. After all, this is Zhu Zhengqing's place unless it is necessary you must ask for them first.

"What? " Meng Zezhi put down the glass of water that is brought to his mouth. 

Speaking about the experiment, Zhu Zhengqing couldn't help frowning and sighed: " Something went wrong with the experiment."

Meng Zezhi thought for a while: " The direction of your research should be chemokine receptors."

He has been in the laboratory for almost a month. In order to avoid suspicion he never deliberately inquired about Zhu Zhengqing's experiments. Because he was under the same roof so he just hardly heard them discussing some experiments. For Meng Zezhi, with these two or three clues, it is not difficult to draw their research direction.

"Yes," Zhu Zhengqing nodded: " We are studying the effects and mechanism of chemokine receptors on the proliferation, migration, and invasion of human liver cancer cells. "

This project can only be regarded as quite satisfactory and it is perfect to integrate the researcher under his hand.

" Can I know which step went wrong? " Meng Zezhi put the water glass on the table: " See if I can give you some suitable suggestions."

"Yeah," How could Zhu Zhengqing reject him, he turned around and pulled out a stack of materials from the testing bench and handed it to him, saying: "We originally planned to use colony formation experiments to test the self-renewal and proliferation capabilities of each group of cells, but it turned out that when the plot was drawn. The cell proliferation curve turned out to be an arc."

The normal cell proliferation curve should be a broken line.

Meng Zezhi took the information and turned it over. 

Zhu Zhengqing looked at him. 

Meng Zezhi's appearance can only be regarded as average, but he bears a mature and stable breath all over his body. He just sat there, exuding a unique charm from the tips of his hair to the toes.

Sure enough, Men are most charming when they are working. 

Zhu Zhengqing pursed the corner of his lips. How could such a Meng Zezhi could commit domestic violence to his wife? 

After about a quarter of an hour, Meng Zezhi went through the entire document carefully. he thoughtfully said: " I think the problem is most likely in the plasmid transfection."

"Plasmid transfection? " Zhu Zhengqing gathered his spirits; "I feel so too." 

"Yeah." Meng Zezhi nodded: "Actually I can't find the wrong part of the experimental procedure you designed, but since you can't get results with it then just don't look for reasons on it.  Yes, Just change another method."

This is not in line with the research spirit of a scientist.

Zhu Zhengqing looked at him.

Meng Zezhi didn't stick to those: "If you are really unwilling, just leave it to study slowly in the future. The top priority is to complete the project first."

He thought for a while: "It's better to use 7721 cells in the logarithmic growth phase and when the cell confluence reaches 70%, transfer the interfering RNA..."

When Zhu Zhengqing pondered on Meng Zezhi words, his eyes became brighter and brighter," At that time as long as as you use fluorescence microscope to scan, you can accurately observe  the expression of green fluorescent protein in each group of cells and use this to judge plasmid transfer, Degree of staining."

He concluded: "Although the steps are a lot more cumbersome after changing the carrier, the experimental results are obviously more intuitive."

Zhu Zhengqing curled his lips, thinking about it, he is happy not only to finally have a solution to the problem that hinders him but also for  Meng Zezhi's being a knowledgeable and talented person.

He never doubted why Meng Zezhi has such high biological attainments, because at Harvard in America, the most indispensable is "apostate" scholars, such as those who explore the laws of celestial motion and invest in chemistry and study history. Won the David Wiltz Prize in Economics...

He wondered, how could such a Meng Zezhi snatch the research results of the students? 

Could it be that Xu Yehua and others got together to lie to him? 

It's even more impossible. Let's not say that there is no conflict of interest between them. The most important thing is how stupid they must be to say such a thing.

Zhu Zhengqing is thoughtful. 

(Bear cub: Baby you have fallen for our Meng Ze charm to the point that  there seems to be no way back for you now ^_^) 

Meng Zezhi didn't know anything about it, he whispered over and over again: "Replace the carrier, replace the carrier.."

In some corner, his heartbeat began to accelerate. 

At a certain moment, between the flames of calcium carbide, the barrier of Goldbach's Conjecture that lay in his mind shattered to the ground. 

Zhu Zhengqing was the first to come back to his senses. "Professor Meng, thank you so much. i will invite you to dinner when I have time."

Meng Zezhi laughed, his voice is low and magnetic: "Well, I should thank Professor Zhu, You may not know how much you helped me___"

Back on the desk, Meng Zezhi is full of thoughts. He opened the drawer took out a thick pile of the draft paper, picked out a small halt, and threw it directly into the trash can. Then he couldn't wait to pick up the pen and continue to with the previous content, began to calculate it.

When he received the call from Sister Meng, Meng Zezhi was completing the final verification of Goldbach's conjecture. 

"Known: r(N)≤《7.8∏{(p-1)/(p-2)}∏{1-1/{(p-1)^2}}{N/(LnN)^2} …(36)” 

"Fourth child, if I am to get a divorce, He Zhenli would definitely not be willing. The barefoot person is not afraid of wearing shoes, so I am afraid that he will do something extreme..."

"So, I thought about it. I want to stay at He's house... I have been a cow and horse for Lao He's house for more than 20 years and now it is their turn to serve me."

"Because N/(LnN)^2=(1/4){(√N)/Ln(√N)}^2～(1/4){π(√N)}^2..."

"To sum up, we can prove that the conjecture is true."

The rustle stopped abruptly and Meng Zezhi put down the pen in his hand and said slowly, "Okay."